Lone Wolf was hiding behind a large tree, ready to make his move. Liang Fei suddenly gestured to him: these three soldiers are strange, they might be a lure by the enemy, assuredly there are more enemies in hiding.
Lone Wolf observed carefully again, but he didn't spot anything unusual. He then gestured in response: It's impossible that there are more enemies, I haven't discovered any!
The more confident he was, the more uneasy Liang Fei felt, responding, "It's still better to be cautious!"
Don't worry, they are just three grunts, I'll take care of them.
Lone Wolf was unimpressed, considering himself an exceedingly experienced king of jungle warfare, with eyes sharp as blades—no nearby rustle of grass or leaves could escape his notice.
After confidently gesturing to Liang Fei, Lone Wolf blinked, and his figure shot toward the three oblivious soldiers like a bolt of lightning.
The three soldiers, each holding a loaded rifle, were advancing step by step with caution.
