Chapter Sixteen: The Lone Wolf of the Primeval Forest (Four)

  The next day, Zhan Wenbin received intelligence from headquarters at the base that the Soviet army had not found Wang Weiye in the encirclement, and according to their intelligence personnel analysis, Wang Weiye might still be alive.

  Headquarters superior leader, requires the base Tiger Team to make good rescue preparations, once discovered Wang Weiye's traces immediately rescued, at all costs, must safely bring back Wang Weiye. Headquarters leader repeatedly warned him that Wang Weiye may have important intelligence on his body.

  Zhan Wenbin immediately assembled all the tiger squad warriors at the base, told them that Wang Weiye might still be alive, and conveyed the superior's instructions to make preparations for the rescue. Once Wang Weiye's trail was found, they must rescue him back home at all costs.

  Everyone in the Tiger Squad, upon hearing that Wang Weiye was still alive, jumped up with joy and cheered loudly. Today they finally understood a saying from their elders: 'Good people don't live long, bad people live for thousands of years.' For the past two days, everyone at the base had lost their smiles. But today, smiling faces returned to them once again.

  The happiest person in the base was Lin Yufei. When she heard that Wang Weiye was still alive, she stood there with excitement and tears streaming down her face. For the past two days, it could be said that she had been crying non-stop. She was shocked to realize that she had fallen in love with the foul-mouthed rascal Wang Weiye, who always had a dirty look on his face.

  Day and night alternated, and a day and a night passed like this. The white fog that surrounded Wang Weiye's body was gradually absorbed into his body.

  Wang Weiye woke up from his injury, and he re-examined his body with his consciousness, only to find that the injuries inside his body had not fully recovered. He just temporarily controlled the internal injuries for now, but if he wanted to fully recover as before, it would definitely take at least one or two months.

  The places on Wang Weiye's body that were injured by shrapnel have now scabbed over, but without any medication, he can only rely on his own immune system. Fortunately, the cold weather has temporarily prevented the wounds from becoming infected. But if it takes too long, who knows what will happen. And as for not leaving scars on his body, that's probably impossible now.

  The wound cut by the shrapnel was too deep, and with Wang Weiye's current situation, there were no medical supplies available. He could only use his true energy to seal off the veins near the wound. If another intense movement occurred, the wound would still burst open and bleed.

  The clothes on Wang Weiye's body are no longer considered clothes, to put it bluntly, they are tattered and worn out. This is because Wang Weiye has used his true energy to protect his body, reaching the point where he is impervious to cold or heat. If it were someone else, they would have been frozen to death by the cold air long ago.

  Due to massive blood loss, Wang Weiye's face is now pale and has lost its usual luster.

  When Wang Weiye woke up from his meditation, he opened his eyes and saw a golden light flashing before him, and his body was covered in cold sweat.

  When he couldn't see things clearly, Wang Wei hastily closed his eyes and leaned his body against the tree trunk to conserve the little strength left in his body.

  Wang Weiye was now both thirsty and hungry, feeling weaker than ever before. He slowly and laboriously used his hands to pull the backpack over to him. From it he pulled out some compressed biscuits and water that he had scavenged from the Soviet soldiers these past few days.

  To survive, Wang Weiye didn't care what flavor the compressed biscuits were, and he bit off half a piece in one mouthful. He chewed it for a few times in his mouth. Since there was not much saliva left in his mouth, the dry biscuit felt like chewing sand grains. Wang Weiye quickly used water to send the compressed biscuit into his stomach. A canteen of water and two compressed biscuits were eaten by Wang Weiye. He rested for a while longer in the tree hole before he felt that his body had recovered a bit of strength.

  Wang Weiye stuck his head out of the tree hole and carefully looked around, but he didn't find any suspicious situation in the forest. Wang Weiye was not in a hurry to go out, instead, he adjusted his body again in the large tree hole to conserve his limited physical strength.

  When Wang Weiye was resting, Chersky, the deputy commander of the Soviet secret base, learned that there were no assassins in the encirclement. He sent all special soldiers in the base into the primeval forest as a combat unit, just like a field training for the special forces. Chersky vowed to heaven that he must catch this assassin and see what kind of person could make the Soviet KGB special forces so flustered.

  At dawn, the chirping of sparrows on the tree woke up Wang Weiye. He forgot about his injuries and quickly crawled out of the hollow tree.

  Wang Weiye felt that the primitive forest was filled with a strong murderous aura. He immediately expanded his consciousness and found that two teams of Soviet special forces were searching in this direction several kilometers away from him.

  Wang Weiye felt very strange in his heart, not knowing what the Soviet KGB special forces were doing. Why did the armed helicopters in the sky disappear? And only these two groups of special forces continued to search in the original deep forest.

  Although the KGB special forces are now in combat formation and moving in this direction, the distance between the two teams is too great to form an encirclement. The distance between their formations is too far apart, with huge gaps. Such gaps pose no threat to Wang Weiye, making this search a mere formality. According to Wang Weiye's rogue philosophy, these people are just bringing him food.

  Weiye didn't know that he had deceived the Soviet KGB special forces, not only did the KGB special forces suffer a great loss, but also turned a large area of Soviet virgin forest into scorched earth, which would take decades to grow trees again. And in thousands of hectares of virgin forest, looking for him was simply an international joke. On the snowy ground, he didn't leave any traces, nor did anyone have any intelligence about where he was.

  But God took great care of him and did not let him die so early. Last night, due to Wang Weiye's serious injury, he hid in a tree hole to recover from his wounds and avoid the Soviet government, which last night mobilized its reconnaissance satellites to take photos of this area. However, after the photos were developed, apart from those animals, no one was found wandering in the forest.

  Chersky, the deputy commander of the Soviet secret base, held a large stack of photos, his eyes were straight, and he did not find any trace of Wang Weiye.

  In the absence of any other means, the KGB could only resort to the most primitive method - blind cat killing an old mouse. Being able to find and discover the assassin's trail was their luck. If no traces of the assassin were found, seven days of wilderness survival would be considered special forces training.

  Wang Weiye quickly moved to the front of the big tree, erasing all the traces he had left behind yesterday, and pulled out a hand grenade. Wang Weiye exerted his remaining physical strength, immediately unfolding his lightness skill, and rushed towards the gap between the two search teams.

  Half an hour later, Wang Weiye had already circled to the back of one of the small squads. This curious baby, due to his highly concentrated nerves, had forgotten that he was still injured, and his mind kept thinking about what this KGB special forces team was doing here.

  To get a clear understanding of the current situation, Wang Weiye followed in the footsteps of the old Soviet Union's Maozi, trailing behind them, and forgot about going home until he reached the Pacific Ocean.

  Wang Weiye followed the small team until nightfall, but he didn't discover anything. Suddenly, he saw a special task force of the Soviet KGB, who were searching on one side while continuously practicing various combat formations on the other.

  Having tracked Wang Weiye for a day, he was already extremely impatient. He just wanted to catch one alive and ask what was going on.

  Although Wang Weiye was not found by the small search team, he always felt that there was something fishy about this place. At present, Wang Weiye did not want to jump into the net himself and run to the Soviet special forces' encirclement to look for death.

  It was Wang Weiye's curiosity that led him to the KGB secret base. It was also his curiosity that made him act as an assassin and kill the second-in-command of the KGB.

  And now, due to Wang Weiye's curiosity, at this critical moment, he began to make trouble again, making Wang Weiye face another disaster.

  Although Wang Weiye got what he wanted to know and obtained very valuable intelligence, he indeed spent more than a month in the primeval forest as a wild man, several times almost losing his life here.

  It was because of Wang Weiye's curiosity that he transformed from a foolish bird fighting in the forest to a king in the forest. Later, he was called by the KGB special forces as: 'The Forest Reaper'.

  Deep in the night, all was quiet, and in the forest, apart from hearing a few wolf howls, there was only the sound of the north wind whistling through the gaps in the trees.

  The KGB special forces squad, in a standard 12-man combat group, moved forward in a wedge formation. But they didn't know that the Grim Reaper was right behind them, swinging his scythe and waiting. This really fulfilled an old Chinese saying: "If the King of Hell wants you to die at three o'clock, who dares keep you till five o'clock?" The KGB special forces soldiers stopped in a small clearing, where they sat down on the snowy ground in groups of three, with their backs against each other and guns in hand. This was entirely according to wartime methods for temporary rest. Each group was about 5 meters apart, also forming a large triangle. If something happened, they would immediately form an independent combat group. Moreover, on the outer perimeter of their rest area, there were three special soldiers standing guard, constantly moving and patrolling around for possible situations.

  And now Wang Weiye, he quietly hid behind a large larch tree, he is now less than twenty meters away from the KGB special squad soldiers, waiting for the best moment to make his move.

  It was past two in the morning, also the darkest time before dawn and when people's spirits were least concentrated.

  Wang Weiye was like a ghost in the forest, suddenly flashing out from behind a large tree. He had brought his lightness skill to its limit, and his entire body was like a ghost floating in mid-air, drifting towards the KGB special soldiers who were resting.

  Three soldiers standing guard around, they haven't seen anyone yet, nor have they waited for them to react, and they feel something stinging their throats. They think of using their hands to touch it, wondering how there can be mosquitoes in the cold winter, but Death has already taken away their souls, and they are already dead.

  Wang Weiye, in mid-air, revealed his arm, like a thousand-handed Guanyin, the flying knife in his hand, in less than 0.5 seconds, from different angles, pierced into the throat of the special forces soldier resting on the snowy ground.