ng her gleaming boxing gloves towards Li Minghao’s cheek! Having fully mastered the teachings of Dark Military Academy’s principal Mars, Cathy’s speed, strength, and explosive power were beyond ordina...Chapter 693: Luring the Enemy Deeper

Bella was also aware that even if she didn't want to leave, it wasn't the time for flirting. Reluctantly, she left, and as Wang Zheng watched her sway away, he couldn't help but swallow hard.

“Looks like there are quite a few people here.” After the first sailboat docked, several speedboats arrived with around twenty to thirty armed individuals on board—clearly mercenaries who had been battle-tested. While they might not match up to the highly trained special forces in terms of tactics and skills, from a practical standpoint, these mercenaries weren't inferior to those participating in the Special Forces Competition either. These were people who lived on the edge of death every day; all knife-edge risk-takers!

As Wang Zheng watched the brutish-looking mercenaries step onto Wilson Peninsula's land, his eyes narrowed slightly. They had all come here hoping for an easy task and perhaps even fantasizing about accidentally killing the Eastern Tyrant King and winning that one hundred million-dollar super prize.

The thought of going head-to-head with so many people just to waste ammunition didn't interest Wang Zheng too much. He was mainly waiting for those who had come specifically because of him, and there were certainly a lot of such individuals.

Through the scope of his sniper rifle, Wang Zheng watched these guys get closer and closer, narrowing his eyes slightly as he quietly said, "Explosion."

Bang!

No one knew what triggered it, but an explosion suddenly went off, sending dirt flying high into the air, with broken branches and leaves scattering in all directions.

Even these battle-hardened individuals couldn't avoid such a close-range blast.

A simple infantry mine had instantly killed one person, while two others had their legs blown off, immediately turning them into cripples.

The battlefield was unforgiving in its cruelty!

The two groups of mercenaries immediately got into a panic. They never expected that the moment they stepped onto the virgin forest of Wilson Peninsula, they had already fallen into an ambush from which there was no escape!

If the first landmine went off, then it was very likely that this place was a minefield! Everyone must be extremely cautious and nobody dared to let their guard down.

Everyone’s nerves were on edge as they walked carefully, trying to follow in the footsteps of those ahead. In such a dangerous environment, one wrong step could lead them into an irreversible predicament!

The fact that they had been ambushed from the start put a heavy burden on everyone's minds! Wang Zheng wanted exactly this outcome; he wanted these mercenaries who came at his call to be afraid deep in their hearts. Once fear set in, there would be weaknesses.

However, as the mercenaries kept marching forward with intense focus for several hundred meters, they did not hear another explosion.

"Perhaps the first landmine was just a coincidence." As time went on and nothing happened, their minds gradually relaxed.

But at this moment, a tall black man in the group brushed aside a branch obstructing his path with one hand—only for a grenade with its fuse removed to explode right before him.

A perfect head turned into chunks of flesh and blood!

In an instant when everyone’s nerves were on edge then relaxed, this exploding grenade once again tightened their nerves! It also plunged them into immense fear!

Should they continue forward or retreat

The path ahead was fraught with danger; one wrong move would cost their lives. But there was also great wealth lying in wait—the bounty for killing a Chinese special forces soldier was thirty thousand US dollars, while that of soldiers from other countries was ten thousand US dollars. All they needed to do was tear off the arm patches and hand them over at the guild! Opportunities always coexist with risks!

At this moment, a burly man who seemed to be the leader spoke up: "Whether you choose to leave or stay, I won't stop you. Move forward, and perhaps you can easily earn ten thousand dollars, or even more. Retreat, and you can save your lives. The choice is yours. I'll give you ten minutes."

Both groups of mercenaries fell silent simultaneously after hearing this; not a single person retreated within the next ten minutes.

Treading on the edge of death was thrilling in every sense. At this juncture, faced with such great temptation, no one thought about giving up.

Maybe, by eliminating two Chinese special forces members, they could easily live off the six hundred thousand dollar bounty for decades.

"Very good, that's your choice," Wang Zheng smiled as he narrowed his eyes and pulled the trigger. The gunshot echoed through the forest!

After firing the shot, without bothering to look at its outcome, Wang Zheng turned around and left from a hidden spot, crouching down.

A sniper rifle!

This shot truly startled the mercenaries with cold sweat! There really was someone lying in wait within this forest like waiting for a rabbit to come by!

Someone in their group had been hit and instantly lost his head, which was still standing upright on his body—a most terrifying sight!

The enemies are in hiding while we are out in the open! Nobody dared to make a move after this. They knew that they could very well be the target!

The leading strongman took several deep breaths and continued, "Let me reiterate what I just said—if anyone wants to leave now, go ahead; I won’t stop you. If you want to continue moving forward, follow me to chase after the guy who fired shots earlier!"

No one left—even though they were scared and trembling in their boots, the lure of so much money made them forcibly hold back their urge to turn around.

"That’s great! The bullet was fired from 13 o'clock. Follow me to chase after him—this guy must be a special forces operative too. Whoever takes him down will get at least $100,000!"

Heroes are often undone by money; upon hearing this, both groups of mercenaries steeled their resolve and cautiously moved forward two steps at a time while seeking cover, inching closer to where Wang Zheng had fired his shot.

Unfortunately for them, Wang Zheng had already long left the area.

However, what was unfortunate for him was that on his way out of the area, he "accidentally" left behind numerous traces—broken branches and obvious footprints—which sent these special forces operatives into a frenzy of joy. They hadn’t lost track of their target after all!

Clearly, leaving so many traces in the jungle made it evident that this was an inexperienced rookie; spotting such a situation only bolstered their confidence that they could defeat Wang Zheng.

Moreover, during his retreat, Wang Zheng would often fire shots every hour or two, causing minimal but insignificant damage to them. However, these actions effectively served as "guides," pointing the way forward for these mercenaries.

Thus, this group of fairly capable yet rather unintelligent mercenaries blindly followed the path that Wang Zheng had laid out for them.ldn't let Ningxia continue working with such feelings of guilt. He needed to give her a reason to feel better about it."I won’t disappoint your expectations," Ningxia looked at Wang Zheng's eyes and s...