Following Leng Feng, Ling Feng and the two fought their way to the outer perimeter. However, as time passed, Leng Feng's condition worsened, his legs occasionally going weak, causing him to half-kneel on the ground, with Ling Feng having to support him several times.
The situation quickly reversed. The two seemed to be targets of special attention, with more and more Red Scarf Army and mercenary forces converging on them. Not only that, but vehicles also pursued them. They fought and ran, eventually being completely surrounded in a small corner, using tires as cover and retaliating continuously.
Ling Feng was doing all right, managing to hold on under such heavy fire. But Leng Feng was quickly reaching his limit. The faster his stamina was depleted, the faster the virus seemed to take effect. Soon, Leng Feng collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath, his forehead covered in sweat.
Ling Feng wasn't faring much better, with injuries all over his body and his ammunition almost depleted. Now, Ling Feng dared not shoot unless the enemy got close.
"Leng Feng, are you alright?" Ling Feng propped up the Wu Sheng, preventing the enemy from getting closer, while glancing at Leng Feng, who was covered in dust.
"You go quickly. I can't use my strength. I'll cover you," Leng Feng said, panting heavily. In their surrounded state, it would be difficult for him to escape, but Ling Feng was different; he still had a chance.
"Do you think I, Ling Feng, am the kind of person who abandons his teammates? Although I'm not an adult yet and haven't experienced the ways of the world, we are comrades now. We live together, we die together. At worst, in eighteen years, I'll be a good man again! I'm afraid of death, but I have my bottom line! The bottom line of not abandoning teammates!" Ling Feng said with firm eyes, while remaining vigilant of the Red Scarf Army slowly approaching from all sides, and the people who had them surrounded three layers deep.
"Alright, let's fight them!" Leng Feng forced himself up from the ground, propping his AK on the tires, his finger on the trigger. He scanned the slowly advancing enemies with sharp eyes, ready to fight to the death.
*Whoosh! Whoosh!*
Just as the two were about to fight to the death, two red lights flashed in the sky. Ling Feng and Leng Feng looked up.
"Signal flares?" Leng Feng said with difficulty. Signal flares generally had two functions: attack or retreat. But Old Man was in an advantageous position, so why would they retreat? Leng Feng instinctively thought they were about to launch an attack and tightened his grip on the AK, ready to fire.
Old Man glanced at the signal flares and didn't immediately decide to give up. He intended to deal with these two first, especially Ling Feng, who had killed three of his capable subordinates!
*Whoosh!*
Another signal flare was launched into the sky, the red light shining. Then, General Audu's voice sounded over the broadcast, ordering everyone to retreat immediately.
Upon hearing the order, all the Red Scarf Army personnel began to withdraw. Old Man cast a deep glance at Leng Feng and Ling Feng behind the pile of tires, then retreated as well.
Seeing the enemy withdraw, Ling Feng and Leng Feng's taut nerves relaxed. Leng Feng collapsed on the ground. Ling Feng glanced at the departing enemy, and his pupils contracted sharply when he saw a man in black following behind Old Man.
In his detection vision, the man in black was flashing red and black light, indicating that he was a Chaos Creature!
"Chaos Creatures can also take human form?!"
Ling Feng wanted to take out his Barrett to shoot the opponent, as its sniper range would be sufficient. But just as he was about to take it out, Ling Feng remembered he didn't know how to use a sniper rifle. Frustrated, he hit the tire. After so long, he had finally found a Chaos Creature, only to watch it escape.
Helplessly, Ling Feng picked up the Wu Sheng, helped Leng Feng up, and went to rejoin the others.
When the two arrived at the factory entrance, He Jianguo and Zhuo Yifan were also there. Seeing them, the two immediately stepped forward to help, taking over from Ling Feng. Zhuo Yifan and the other helped Leng Feng into the factory. Ling Feng tucked his pistol away, slung the Wu Sheng over his shoulder, and followed them in.
"Wait!" As the four entered, Lin Zhixiong shouted, stopping their actions. Seeing Leng Feng's miserable state, Rachel was about to step forward but was stopped by the security guards.
"Who exactly are you two?" Lin Zhixiong asked sternly, looking at Ling Feng and Leng Feng.
The subsequent events unfolded as before, with the only difference being Ling Feng's presence this time. Lin Zhixiong kept accusing them. Later, when it was discovered that Leng Feng had contracted Ramanla, Lin Zhixiong hypocritically stood on the side of the public's interest and used the situation to drive them away.
Zhuo Yifan and He Jianguo tried their best to keep them, but they were helpless against the crowd.
Ling Feng had originally intended to shoot Lin Zhixiong directly. He knew how disheartening and painful it was to be betrayed by those you protected. He didn't care about the others, as they at least didn't verbally attack and seemed to know who had protected them. But Lin Zhixiong was truly...
In the end, it was Rachel who used the antidote left by Dr. Chen to eliminate the virus in Leng Feng.
...
Early morning, the sun was bright. The four were taking a walk. Ling Feng looked at the beautiful scenery outside and took out the phone the Captain had given to Leng Feng, taking pictures everywhere.
Although Africa was poor, the scenery was truly beautiful, and the air pollution was not severe. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth was even purer than in Asia.
Rachel chatted with Leng Feng. It wasn't until Rachel said that God was on their side that Ling Feng couldn't help but say, "God? Sorry, I don't believe in God. How can we cultivators be like those cowardly Western deities? We Chinese people believe in defying heaven."
After the conversation, Leng Feng took Ling Feng to chop small trees, preparing to go back to rescue people. Ling Feng eventually agreed, but rescuing people was secondary; his main objective was to kill Chaos Creatures.
However, despite having guns, their bullets were extremely scarce. So, Leng Feng displayed his special forces survival skills and took Ling Feng to make crossbows.
Then Leng Feng was dumbfounded. Ling Feng was using Qingtian to chop trees, which was several times faster than him. Before he could finish chopping one, Ling Feng had already chopped several.
Leng Feng was accustomed to Ling Feng pulling out Qingtian from who knows where. After all, Ling Feng also had a cool-looking M4A1 on his back. He didn't inquire much about Ling Feng's magical operations.
He borrowed the Wu Sheng to use. After firing a few shots, he discovered that the gun wasn't just cool-looking; its performance was also extremely formidable, possessing characteristics of both a submachine gun and an assault rifle, with almost perfect performance in all aspects.
Later, Leng Feng stopped chopping. After all, they only needed a frame, so two trees were enough. There was no way the arrows would be made from such large pieces of wood.
After a busy morning, Ling Feng and the others made two crossbows and dozens of arrows. They then drove back to the Chinese-funded factory. However, they didn't go directly to the factory but stopped at a place with a wide field of vision to observe the situation.
It wasn't until noon, after Old Man and his group of mercenaries had left, that Ling Feng and the others began to act. They didn't drive but walked quietly from the side of the factory.
Upon entering the factory, Ling Feng handed the Wu Sheng pistol to Leng Feng, instructing, "Twenty rounds. Even if the bullets run out, don't discard the gun."
"Don't worry, I won't discard it," Leng Feng smiled and accepted the pistol, tucking it into his waist. The four entered the factory. Once inside, Ling Feng and Leng Feng were responsible for dealing with the enemies, while Rachel and Pasha collected enemy weapons and equipment from behind.
In the process, the Ghost left guarding the factory was also crippled by Leng Feng and then finished off by Ling Feng. Ling Feng obtained two handguns, Desert Eagle - Shura. Well, the complete set for Destruction was assembled.
Then Leng Feng and Ling Feng split into two groups. Leng Feng launched a surprise attack on the factory from the pipelines, while Ling Feng, with Rachel and Pasha, stormed the main entrance. Both actions were swift, and the enemies were dealt with before they could even fire.
Inside the factory, Rachel and Pasha dropped the weapons and equipment. Old He was the first to step forward and took an AK from Leng Feng. Leng Feng looked at the badly wounded Old He and asked, "Can you handle it?"
"Much better than before," Old He smiled.
"Here, take this medicine. Your injuries will improve significantly. This will be a tough battle ahead." Ling Feng generously gave Old He a quarter of the pill, which was already only three-quarters full.
"What is this?" Old He looked at the medicine in his hand and then at the half-pill remaining in Ling Feng's hand.
"Exclusive secret formula, with excellent healing effects. But there's only this much left. Once it's used up, it's gone." Ling Feng said with a smile. The reason he only gave Old He a quarter was that it was enough. Old He was injured, and the pill was potent. If he ate the whole thing, his body might not be able to handle it. Besides, he had to keep some for himself.
Old He chuckled dumbfoundedly, swallowed the pill, and felt his body recover seventy to eighty percent. His eyes were filled with shock, but he said nothing more.
Leng Feng handed an AK to Zhuo Yifan, and the four-person combat team was officially formed.
Before setting out, Old He asked Leng Feng, "How would the Wolf Warriors fight a battle like this?"
Ling Feng joked, "How else? Kill them all."
After lightening the mood, the four set off.