Chapter 1: Misentry into the Battlefield
The sky had completely darkened, and Gao Quan's pace as he walked forward became increasingly cautious. Compared to earlier, it was much better now, at least he could see the bright stars in the sky when he lifted his head. With the guidance of the starlight, Gao Quan, who had won the championship of the army's reconnaissance competition for five consecutive years, found the way out without any problem.
Just now, Gaoquan suddenly became extremely cautious. Just five minutes ago, Gaoquan had just walked out of the fog area and felt that something was unusual about this place, as if there was a faint smell of blood in the air and a fierce killing intent! In the army reconnaissance battalion where dragons and tigers were hidden and masters were numerous, once you sat on the champion's throne, you wouldn't come down. The feeling of danger was naturally much more acute than ordinary people. Gaoquan subconsciously felt that the place he was in at this time was full of great crisis, so much so that after looking up at the stars in the sky, all his hair stood on end.
Through the faint starlight, Gaoquan could feel that there was a small path here, and he just followed this mountain path forward. In the middle of the road, it seemed like a long strip of stone was lying across, and Gaoquan was about to step over it when his toes accidentally touched the stone.
Something's not right! Gao Quan's first instinct was that the thing wasn't a rock! He reached down to touch it, and indeed, it was a person! The smell of blood grew thicker, and at this moment, Gao Quan slightly put his heart at ease. Perhaps the smell of blood he had sensed earlier was coming from this guy after all.
He pulled out a lighter and took a look, damn it! The guy lying on the ground was wearing a Japanese military uniform from World War II, with a big bloody gash on his neck, almost beheaded, and the blood had long since dried up.
What's wrong with doing something? You have to pretend to be a ghost, now you're done, aren't you? As a soldier, and an elite among soldiers, Gao naturally had no good feelings towards the enemy.
As an elite scout, Gao Quan had also carried out some special tasks and was not afraid of the dead. After a simple autopsy, he immediately moved forward. From ahead, faint voices could be heard, as if they were holding a bonfire party or something similar. Someone was shouting loudly, and there was a faint light flashing. It's easier to deal with someone who is willing to pretend to be a ghost, so just lie here for a while, after all, the dead won't mind the cold underground.
The mountain below was a flat area with tents and bonfires, it was a large camp. Hundreds of people in the camp were shouting and dancing wildly, as if they were filming a war movie. The two sides of the battle could be distinguished at a glance, one side wore blue clothes, the other side wore yellow uniforms, similar to the enemy's military uniform. Wasn't the corpse encountered on the road just now an actor here?
He strode towards the "filming" scene, no longer caring whether he would disturb the normal filming of others, lives had been lost, the show should be suspended!
"Where is the director? Who's in charge here?"
According to his plan, if he shouted like that, the crew would definitely come over and stop him, then he could explain what happened on the other side. Just a dozen steps later, Gao Quan stopped in his tracks. The scene before him didn't look like they were filming a movie, and the cries of killing sounded too real! Gao Quan sniffed hard, how did the smell of blood become even stronger than before? His scalp tightened suddenly.
The sound of footsteps echoed behind, a chill ran down from the back, years of training took effect at this moment, and the body flashed to the side with the fastest speed. "Whoosh!" A shiny blade grazed past his arm!
Gao Quan stretched out his hand to grab the rifle that was thrust at him, and with a swift movement, he dodged to the side. With a standard capture technique, he struck the would-be assassin's occipital bone with a single punch, executing the move with precision and finesse, showcasing the scout's flawless combat skills. The opponent cooperated perfectly, without saying a word, letting out a muffled groan before collapsing to the ground.
Gao Quan, carrying a rifle, walked briskly to the side of the performance venue. Before he could even open his mouth, a tall guy wearing blue military uniform at the edge of the venue had already turned around and stared at him. Under that gaze, Gao Quan's body shuddered, as if he were staring into the eyes of a wild wolf in a zoo, making him feel uneasy all over.
"Someone's been killed over there!" Gao Quan shouted loudly at this cool guy.
"I know." The fierce light in Cool Brother's eyes immediately dissipated, and he replied casually before turning around and walking towards the center of the arena.
This guy! Gao Quan's heart was racing, and he quickly walked towards Ku Ge, wanting to grab him and have a good talk. He wanted to take him to the murder scene to take a look. On the other side, someone had died, and it was likely that the victim was from their film crew. Just now, someone had attacked him with this real gun. With Gao Quan's military background, he could tell at a touch that this gun was an authentic old semi-automatic rifle. Although filming nowadays emphasizes aesthetics, they couldn't possibly use a real gun, right?
"Ah!"
A white-shirted devil soldier suddenly appeared in front, holding a rifle and stabbing his chest. The cool brother didn't say a word, swung his hand and held the big knife horizontally, slashing it sideways with one stroke. "Plop!" The devil soldier's head rolled to the ground, and the fresh blood on the neck spurted out high. This guy really killed someone!
Gao Quan hadn't fully reacted yet, when two more Japanese soldiers rushed out from both sides. One was wearing a yellow military uniform and the other a white shirt. They let out strange cries at the same time and charged forward with their guns. Ku Ge's right hand swung out, making a crisp "crack" sound. The soldier in the military uniform on the right side stopped his charging footsteps, hesitated for a moment, then unwillingly turned to one side.
The white-shirted devil on the left had already rushed forward, Cool Brother raised his big knife with his left hand and fired his gun with his right hand. The white-shirted devil stumbled a bit, still looking like he could fight. Cool Brother was not satisfied, is this doubting my marksmanship? He thrust the knife forward once, quickly retracting it, and the devil had no choice but to twist his body and fall down, extremely unhappy.
"Yah!" Along with a loud shout, another neatly dressed devil holding a Type 38 rifle in both hands charged towards Gao Quan. Gao Quan raised his rifle with bayonet attached and with a standard thrusting motion "slapped" it to the side, furrowing his brow. This guy had used quite some force, seemingly really wanting his life!
"Damn it!" The Japanese soldier cursed in a low voice and continued to charge forward. Gao Quan was also furious, "You can fight, but don't curse at people!" "Damn it! Your whole family is damn it!" Gao Quan shouted angrily, using his bayonet to knock the enemy's rifle aside, then swung the gun butt with a whooshing sound and slammed it into the Japanese soldier's shoulder blade. "Thud!" The blow landed solidly on the soldier's scapula.
The wooden stock of the gun was swung out with great force, hitting the ghost's body. At that moment, Gaoquan could even hear the sound of the scapula shattering. Now this scene is full of eeriness, and before figuring out what's going on, Gaoquan still prioritizes self-protection as the most important thing. At this time, knocking down the enemy who dares to attack oneself is undoubtedly the first element of self-protection.
"Good job!" The cool brother turned back and gave a thumbs up, ran over and finished off the ghost who was still struggling on the ground. The cool brother gave Gao Quan a big thumbs up, "Not bad, brother! My name is Wang Dazhu, I'm from the 29th Army's Temporary Second Division, follow me to kill the devils!"
