Chapter 8

  Night, as silent as death! Yuan Shuai and his men had been hiding in the bushes for a day and a night.

  The island has almost no plants over one meter high, so they had to dig up the red willow and then "plant" it on their own bodies. The biggest disadvantage of this hidden method is that the weight of the human body is too heavy, and the weight of the red willow and sand presses people to breathe. The advantage is that there is almost no possibility of being discovered by the enemy, even with the help of the world's most advanced thermal imaging instrument.

  The sunrise by the sea is beautiful, with the sun shining on the vast ocean, and the waves sparkling with golden light. Perhaps countless romantic lovers are now leaning against each other, watching the beautiful sunrise over the sea.

  At this time, on this unknown island, a thrilling showdown between the top players is unfolding.

  The enemy does not move, I do not move; the enemy moves, I move first. This is the most classic tactic left to us by our ancestors. Everyone knows this, but truly being able to apply it with ease requires extraordinary wisdom and patience.

  The appearance of the sun is a sign of new life for the day, so animals that have been sleeping all night begin to stir. Not far away, the sound of flowing water can be heard, and upon hearing this sound, they start licking their parched lips, having gone without water for an entire day and night.

  "It's strange, there was no sound at night, how did it appear when the sky brightened? Does water also sleep?" Li Nan thought puzzled. Yuan Shuai felt that Li Nan moved slightly, just a slight movement. He knew that Li Nan couldn't bear it anymore.

  "This isn't river water, it's a rattlesnake, and it's attracting its prey." Yuan Shuai said in a low voice.

  Li Nan suddenly remembered what the instructor had said during theory class.

  "Why don't I go catch it and we can have a good fight to celebrate?" Li Nan couldn't help but say.

  "No way, we can hear it, others can too. At this time, whoever goes out first may become a live target, and we'll all be exposed."

  "What should we do then, just wait like this?"

  "Right, waiting for the opportunity."

  Although it's early winter weather, the air on the island is stifling and suffocating, not to mention being covered in thick sand and red willow.

  The opportunity finally arrived, and the rattlesnake, unable to attract prey, slowly swam out, shaking its tail and making a hissing sound. They could clearly see it swimming towards them, unaware that it not only couldn't find prey but would also become someone else's prey. A gust of sea wind blew by, causing the red willow branches to sway, and in that instant, Yuan Shuai took out a dagger he had prepared earlier and cut off a branch of the red willow. (Without the wind blowing, he wouldn't have dared to do this; in a contest between masters, victory or defeat often depends on tiny details.) He sharpened one end, and with a "whoosh," it flew towards the rattlesnake, hitting it right in the seventh inch. The snake struggled for a moment before becoming still.

  Yuan Shuai's dart-throwing skills were learned from his grandfather when he was young. His grandfather used to be a wandering martial artist and had exceptional flying dart techniques. After enlisting, he was specially recruited into the special forces due to his flying dart skills, which are now being put to good use.

  Of course he didn't do this just because he wanted to eat the snake, because he felt that at this time it wasn't just them who wanted to eat the snake, there were definitely other people not far away also eyeing it.

  As expected, the snake died, and about 100 meters away in the 3 o'clock direction, the sandy soil shook slightly. This slight movement still did not escape his eagle-like eyes.

  "Three o'clock," he said softly.

  As he spoke, the sound of gunfire rang out. In the distance, a faint yellow smoke rose from the sandy soil. The one who was hit was Zhou Lin, "Lisword".

  A slight movement cost him his "life". At this time, the other team members hiding around him knew that they had encountered an unprecedented strong enemy. The total of only 3 people's "Lisword" was left with only two people. And they still didn't know how Yuan Shuai found them.

  Their camouflage skills were renowned throughout the army. They buried themselves lightly in the sand, just like the ore that had been buried underground for thousands of years. If Zhou Lin hadn't moved a little, General Yuan would never have discovered them.

  The moment the gunshot rang out, the silence was shattered. "Tiger Shark", "Blue Alligator" and "Hound Dog" were all searching for the source of the gunshot, but they didn't dare to show their heads easily. Because they had great faith in their own marksmanship, they also believed in others'. As soon as they exposed themselves, it wouldn't be just one gun aimed at their head.

  At this time, Yuan Shuai and the others did not dare to easily fire a second shot. Once they fired a second shot, other troops would definitely notice their location. That was fatal for them.

  Yuan Shuai's brain was racing, his eyes scanning the surroundings to see if there were any advantageous spots. Another gust of wind blew by, slowly moving the sand grains. His eyes caught a faint glimmer that was easy to miss. He was pleased with himself for choosing such a good hiding spot. As long as the wind wasn't too strong, people buried in the sand would either be buried deeper and have to dig their way out, or have the sand blown off them by the wind. This way, they wouldn't be able to hide themselves. But Yuan Shuai and his group had red willow branches tied around them, so for the time being, they didn't need to worry about this problem.

  He knew that the wind blowing from the southeast would get stronger and stronger, because it was high tide at this time.

  This is what "sharp sword" did not think of. The sand on their bodies was blown thinner and thinner by the sea breeze.

  At this time, "Tiger Shark" was leaning against a rock, and the sand had already buried them deeper, their bodies were as heavy as carrying Mount Wutai.

  About to be buried alive without moving.

  The first one who couldn't help it was "Lixing" because of me they almost got exposed.

  Only the captain of "Lixing", Pan Wenhao, quickly jumped up and followed with a "back-to-back" movement, his speed was as fast as light. All the snipers didn't even have time to open fire before he disappeared behind a large rock. However, the soldiers behind him were not so lucky, they were just halfway through their "back-to-back" movement when they were suddenly shot in the head. In fact, his speed was impeccable, but when the second person appeared, the other snipers were already prepared. So it was normal to be shot in the head. Within a day and night, "Lixing" had lost two team members.

  Under the big screen of the command post, the commander of the 159th Division of Group B began to worry secretly. He didn't know if Captain Pan Wenhao could hold on until the end. All hope was pinned on him now. The people in charge of other military regions also furrowed their brows, perhaps those who were currently in the command room were even more tense than the soldiers fighting on the "battlefield". These military leaders had almost all experienced the counterattack against Vietnam and only those who had experienced war could cultivate these elites.