in2ebook Chapter 139: Secret Infiltration of the Front Task Force
Chapter 139: Secret Infiltration of the Front Task Force
Late at night, the moon was dark and the wind was high. Thick clouds, like layers of thick ink, obscured the sky, tightly covering the faintest glimmer of starlight, as if plunging the entire world into an endless abyss of darkness. Outside the enemy camp, a deathly silence enveloped the area. Within that deathly stillness, countless murderous eyes seemed to lurk in the dark corners like ghosts, a terrifying sight. The area was heavily guarded, with trenches crisscrossing like hideous scars carved deep into the earth. Sharp spikes stood in a forest, gleaming coldly in the dim light of the fire. Every inch of the ground seemed to whisper of danger and death, a chilling thought.
The women of the forward task force, clad in black nightgown, seemed to blend seamlessly into the thick, inky night. Their movements were like the nimble movements of black cats in the darkness, light and agile. Each step they took was like the gentle fall of a feather, barely stirring a speck of dust, not even the dry, withered grass beneath their feet making the slightest sound. Their breathing was controlled, like a still lake, deep and steady, fearing that even the slightest breath would betray their whereabouts like a thunderclap.
Yet, the gears of fate always turn relentlessly and cruelly, turning when we least expect it. While crossing a seemingly ordinary trench, a team member accidentally stepped on a stone, strategically hidden in the dense grass. The stone rolled and collided with a dry, fragile branch. The crisp snapping sound was particularly piercing in the deadly silence of the night, like a deafening thunderclap exploding in the tranquility.
Instantly, the enemy sentry's hawk-like ears accurately picked up the subtlest abnormal sound. A shrill, piercing alarm suddenly rang out, like the blood-curdling, gut-wrenching roar of a demon, instantly shattering the tranquility of the night sky. Instantly, the enemy camp erupted like a raging beast, countless torches hastily lit, blazing skyward, illuminating the surroundings like daylight. Like a surging, unstoppable tide, the enemy soldiers poured out, their deafening, resounding cries of battle threatening to engulf the entire world. In an instant, the task force was surrounded.
The retreat route was ruthlessly cut off, and the women of the task force seemed to be pushed to the edge of a cliff and fell into a bottomless abyss of despair.
"Not good!" a young team member's voice trembled, filled with deep remorse and uncontrollable, spreading panic. Her face turned pale as paper in the firelight, her eyes filled with fear and helplessness, and her body trembled slightly involuntarily.
"Don't panic, stay calm!" The captain's voice was deep and powerful. Although her heart was filled with anxiety like a turbulent sea, she knew she had to hold her ground. Her eyes were firm and sharp, like a sword that could pierce the endless darkness. She looked directly at each team member, striving to keep everyone calm in this extremely dangerous and suffocating situation.
The enemy's torches illuminated the surroundings as bright as day, and their hideous and distorted faces were clearly visible in the firelight. Every wrinkle and every expression was filled with disgusting complacency and infuriating contempt.
"Haha, it's actually a group of women. Is there really no man left in the Great Yan Empire? Are we going to rely on these women to fight?" A general in the enemy army with a face full of flesh and eyes as fierce as a wolf laughed wantonly. The shrill laughter echoed in the night sky, like a sharp and cold blade that deeply hurt the self-esteem of the women in the task force.
The women of the task force instantly ignited with a rage that threatened to burst their chests. They gripped their weapons tightly, their knuckles turning white from the exertion, and the veins in their arms bulged like twisting earthworms. But they knew they couldn't let their anger cloud their minds. They had to remain calm and look for a chance to break through.
A group of women exchanged a quick, resolute, and confident glance, then without hesitation, cast off their heavy armor. Clothed only in tight camouflage uniforms, their form-fitting garments accentuating the delicate curves of women. However, in this life-or-death moment, this wasn't about displaying beauty, but rather about achieving greater agility and speed. They turned and bolted toward the nearby forest, their movements swift and agile.
The enemy soldiers stared at this scene with their eyes wide open in shock, seemingly unable to believe what they were seeing, as if they had witnessed the most incredible thing in the world. Then, they erupted in even more unbridled, arrogant, and unbridled laughter.
"What is this? A bunch of women going to the battlefield wearing only underwear is simply indecent and shameless!" The enemy soldiers' words were full of insults and contempt. Every word was like an extremely vicious and fatal arrow shot at the women of the task force.
Their ridicule and contempt, like surging, unstoppable, and devastating waves, constantly battered the women of the task force's inner defenses. But with a precise understanding of the enemy's psychology and a remarkable calmness, the women of the task force skillfully used the trees and shadows to conceal themselves in the forest. Like nimble deer, they darted through the trees, appearing and disappearing. Sometimes they hid behind thick tree trunks, sometimes they crouched in low brush, waiting with bated breath.
The enemy pursued relentlessly, their torches waving through the woods like fierce, flaming dragons, intent on illuminating every corner. The soldiers continued to shout insults, attempting to disorient the women of the task force. However, their focus shifted to ridicule and disdain, gradually losing their vigilance. Their steps became disorganized, their formations no longer orderly.
The task force seized the opportunity and split into several groups, making a feint to the east and attacking in the west. Some deliberately created noises to attract the enemy's attention, and when the enemy rushed in the direction of the sound, they found it was just a feint and missed. Others took the opportunity to sneak around the enemy's rear and attack them, quickly and decisively dispatching several enemies.
Ultimately, with their extraordinary wisdom and fearless courage, they successfully confused the enemy and cleverly escaped the encirclement. While the enemy was still searching blindly in the forest like headless flies, the women of the task force had already disappeared silently like ghosts in the dark, deep, intricate, and maze-like forest.