Chapter 53 Wilderness Survival Training (Part 2) Flying Warehouse Web

  As noon approached, three men came to a flat area. The three leaned against three large trees facing the stream and sat on the ground. Because they were in a hurry, the three had been jogging all along, so at this time, although it was near Christmas and the weather was cold, the three of them were still sweating. Kobayashi Gunbei wiped his sweat with his sleeve while observing the surrounding terrain and said, "Takaura-kun, it's so quiet here!"

  Yamano Kazuo furrowed his brow, and unconsciously looked around, exchanging a glance with Takakura Ken, saying: "Takakura-san, I think this isn't a place to stay for long. Let's change locations and catch some prey for lunch!"

  Takaaki nodded slightly and said, "Alright! We shouldn't delay, let's go now."

  At the same time, not far from the three people leaving Gao Cangjian, a figure was shuttling in the woods. If there were acquaintances around at this time, they would not recognize that it was Lin Ao Feng. After eating breakfast in the morning, Lin Ao Feng accidentally discovered a special plant dye used by special forces in later generations to disguise themselves while walking through the forest. In order to facilitate action, Lin Ao Feng applied the dye to his face and all exposed skin, and also made a camouflage suit with wild grasses at hand.

  With a flicker of his eyes, Lin Ao Feng flipped over the hill and ran into the dense forest below. After observing the surroundings, Lin Ao Feng glanced at his watch and thought to himself: "If those little devils are still following their original route, they will leave here in no more than an hour. It seems my time is limited." With this thought, Lin Ao Feng didn't hesitate any longer and quickly took action.

  After being busy for forty minutes, Lin Ao Feng set up five traps in a row according to his plan and hid himself in a place with a broad view.

  Ten minutes passed, twenty minutes passed... nearly an hour had passed, and the little devil still hadn't appeared. Lin Ao Feng's eyebrows furrowed involuntarily: "This isn't right!!! According to the timing, the little devil should have arrived already, where did the problem occur?!"

  Just as Lin Aofeng was filled with doubts, the sound of branches being trampled came. Lin Aofeng immediately threw out those messy thoughts in his mind and concentrated on waiting for the target to appear.

  As the saying goes, "the voice arrives before the person." Before long, the voice of Kobayakawa Gunbei reached Lin Ao Feng's ears: "Yama no Kimi, you're truly amazing. You've caught so many prey by yourself, I'm ashamed to compare myself to you!"

  Yamano Kazuo said with a somewhat airy tone: "When I was in Japan, I once single-handedly hunted and killed a wild boar. These snow chickens are nothing compared to that."

  Three people were walking when suddenly Koura Kei let out a sharp cry. One of Koura Kei's legs was caught in a trap set by Hayami Ryouma and he was dragged for a distance before being hung upside down. Seeing this, Yamano Kazuo and Kobamura Gobei were initially stunned, then exchanged a glance with each other. The quick-witted Yamano Kazuo did not rush to rescue Koura Kei immediately, but instead crouched on the ground, carefully looking around in all directions for a while before beckoning to Kobamura Gobei who was not far away.

  Kobayashi slowly crawled to Yamano's side and asked, "Yamano, what on earth is going on?! Have we fallen into an ambush?!"

  Yamano Kazuo shook his head and said, "It's still unclear what's going on right now. But I have a very bad feeling, we've become the prey that others are chasing."

  "What's going on?!" Kobayashi Gunpei blinked in puzzlement and said, "It's not good for Takakura-san to be hanging like that. I think we should put him down first."

  "Go west!" Yamano Kazuo responded with a single word, pulled out his handgun, released the safety catch, aimed at Takao's ankle and fired two shots in succession. Immediately after, a loud thud was heard. Not long after, Takao, who had been knocked half to death, struggled for a moment before getting up from the ground, stumbling towards Yamano Kazuo, and without saying another word, slapped him twice on the ears, shouting: "What do you think you're doing?! Are you trying to kill me?!"

  "Kawamura-san, calm down! Haven't you realized that we've fallen into someone else's trap?!"

  "Trap?! Ha! Indeed, I just fell into a trap and was hung up, but I didn't die from the trap. Instead, I almost died at your hands! Sanaka, don't you owe me an explanation?!"

  "What explanation?!" Yamano Ichiro said calmly: "I don't need any explanation. Compared to life, all explanations are futile now. If you don't believe me, go and see the other end of the lock yourself. You'll understand."

  "Alright! I'll go right now. I want to see what's there that makes Yamano so scared!" With that, Takakura Kenichi turned around and headed towards the other end of the corridor.

  Looking at the back of Takao Kōichi, Kobayakawa Gunbei hesitated for a moment and asked: "What if there's nothing there? What if it's just an ordinary animal trap set by hunters?"

  Yamano Kazuo took a deep breath and said, "I still believe that my judgment is not wrong!"

  Takao Kenichi walked to the other end of the lock suite, carefully observing his surroundings. The originally gloomy face of the dead man appeared with a strange smile, and he muttered to himself: "Yamano-kun, you think it's easy for me to die? Let's see who laughs last."

  Takao Kawai turned around, and Lin Aofeng appeared behind him like a ghost. One hand covered Takao's mouth, while the other held a dagger that slit his throat as he said: "You have no chance now. I hope in your next life you won't be Japanese again. Otherwise, your fate will still be the same."

  Takao Kiyooka struggled in terror for a while, and his feet kicked out, but his pulse had stopped. Only when Takao Kiyooka was confirmed dead did Lin Aofeng carefully lay Takao Kiyooka's body on the ground, took away all useful things from Takao Kiyooka's body, disguised it with dry leaves that he had prepared in advance, and hid again.

  More than ten minutes had passed, and Koura Ken was still not back. Kobayashi Gunbei started to get anxious, walked around Yamano Kazuo twice, suddenly stopped and asked: "Yamano-san, Koura-san has been gone for so long without returning, won't something happen?!"

  Yamano Kazuo furrowed his brow and said, "According to Takakura's physique, even if we encounter an ambush, he can hold out for a while. Moreover, the distance between us and him is not far...” As he spoke, Yamano Kazuo seemed to have thought of something, his face suddenly changed, and he shouted, “It’s bad!” and rushed towards Takakura Kenichi's direction.

  Kobayashi, who was standing on the edge, was stunned and hurriedly chased after him. After about three or four minutes, Kobayashi followed Yamano to the fixed lock suite. Yamano quickly scanned the surroundings and warned, "Be careful, Kobayashi. We've encountered a forest ambush expert."

  "Hey!" Kohei Gombei responded with a single word, drawing his pistol and carefully following Yamano Kazuo's back as he searched for Takao Kowakura.

  Lin Aofeng, who had been secretly observing the two men, saw Yamano Kazuo's cautious appearance. Lin Aofeng muttered to himself: "Fortunately, my first target was Takao Kōichi, if it were Yamano Kazuo, I'm afraid he wouldn't have fallen for it so easily."

  "Yamano-kun, what's wrong?!" Kobayashi Gobei approached Yamano Kazuo, who had suddenly stopped in his tracks.

  Yamano Kazuo furrowed his brow and said, "This guy is really clever! I've been deceived by him again. Kobayashi-kun, let's go back now!"

  "Go back?! Are we going back to where we just came from?!" asked Kobayashi Gunbei.

  "Yamao Kazuo nodded impatiently and said: "Yes! Don't ask so many questions, hurry up and follow me.""

  It was probably because he was in a hurry, or perhaps the heavens were intentionally making things difficult for the little Japanese man. Following behind Yamano Kazuo, Kobayashi Gohei hurried along and got his foot caught on an unassuming vine, causing him to stumble and fall just as a row of sharp tree branches hanging from above came crashing down.

  Yamano Kazuo, feeling something was off, suddenly turned around and saw Kobayakawa no Kin'emon lying on the ground with a foolish expression. Without saying a word, he fell to the ground, stretched out his hand and pulled Kin'emon to his side.

  Kobayashi no Gonbei, who narrowly escaped death, came to his senses and hastily thanked Yamano: "Yamano-san, thank you for just saving me!"

  "Less nonsense! Keep up!" Yamano Kazuo's eyes, filled with a murderous aura, swept over Kobayashi Gobei for an instant before he turned his head and continued walking forward.

  Outside the mountain, a military camp. Rommel was very leisurely at this time, holding a wine glass to enjoy the warmth of the fireplace, listening to Beethoven's "Symphony of Fate" playing from the phonograph, and fell into a daze.

  "Bang bang bang" At the sound of the knock on the door, Long Mei'er put down his wine glass, turned off the gramophone and shouted: "Come in."

  Carmades brought a man in. Rommel turned around and saw the middle-aged man standing beside Carmades, smiling and saying: "Guderian, I knew you'd come, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

  "You crafty fox! Tell me, where is the person you were sand-table exercising with?" Goodrian asked bluntly.

  Long Mei'er smiled slightly, with a look of sly satisfaction, and said: "That person is not here now. He's in the woods. If you want to find him, you'll have to wait five more days."

  "Good God!" Goodrian cursed and said: "Don't tell me that the one who sand-tabled with you is a member of this batch of students!"

  "That's correct! Unfortunately, there is no reward!" Rommel picked up the file folder next to him and handed it to Guderian, saying: "This is the student's file, take a look first!"

  Goodrian took the file and walked to the sofa, sat down and slowly looked at the contents of the folder. After about half an hour, Goodrian closed the folder and said regretfully: "What a pity! He is not one of us Germans."