With pursuers in front and blockers behind, the situation grew tense. Everyone watched intently ahead, waiting for Luo Zheng's final decision. In the face of the enemy, Luo Zheng's mind became exceptionally clear. He swiftly retreated to the top of the hill with the captured SVD sniper rifle, lay down next to Lan Xue, and quickly raised his binoculars to observe the approaching enemies from behind. There were quite a few of them, but their attire seemed different from those in front.
"Could it be Wata Organization's people coming?" Luo Zheng whispered in surprise and doubt.
