Rhino Ridge, twenty kilometers away:
Wang Hao flicked three willow leaf flying daggers from his sleeve, silently taking out the three sentries that the old rhino had left here.
He picked up the military monocular and took a careful look around.
After confirming there were no other hidden sentries, he summoned Guo Zixiang and Fox over.
"Now, we'll split into two groups!"
"Fox, you take twelve men and stay here, stand by!"
"Zixiang and I will lead the remaining eighteen men and immediately strike at Rhino Ridge. Once the fight commences, you'll drive over to reinforce us immediately!"
Fox and Zixiang exchanged glances, both feeling that Wang Hao's plan was effective and feasible, and nodded in succession.
Seeing that his two brothers had no objections, Wang Hao extended his fist, following the old tradition.
Fox and Zixiang added their own fists on top of his.
