Chapter 9: A Desperate Counterattack in the Face of Crisis

The one who removed the mask was none other than Li Qiang, a survivor they had rescued just days ago! His face twisted into a menacing grin. “Chu Feng, didn’t expect this, did you? You saved me, but you only doomed yourselves!” Behind Li Qiang, more shadowy figures surged forth from the darkness, encircling Chu Feng’s squad.

Each one bore a fierce and terrifying expression, their weapons gleaming coldly, radiating a chilling aura of death.

The atmosphere froze instantly, thick with the acrid scent of gunpowder.

Sun Yue’s face turned pale, sweat beading on his palms as he gripped his dagger tightly, overwhelmed by fear.

He regretted joining the expedition team, hoping for a better life, yet barely after joining, they were thrust into such peril.

He glanced secretly at Liu Yong beside him. Though silent and taciturn, Liu Yong gripped his wrench firmly.

Unlike Sun Yue’s panic, Liu Yong’s mind raced, calculating how to use the terrain and his tools to inflict maximum damage on the enemy.

He noticed a pile of scattered stones near the truck, which might be used to block the attackers or thrown as weapons.

Chu Feng took in his teammates’ reactions with a steady gaze. He inhaled deeply and spoke in a calm yet resolute voice: “Brothers, I know everyone’s nervous, but we must not fear! We are a team, and only united can we overcome the dangers ahead!”

Though low in volume, his words carried strength like a soothing balm, calming their previously chaotic hearts.

“Sun Yue, you’re the fastest—protect Liu Yong. Liu Yong, you’re our engineer; use your skills to find every resource we can leverage and support us. Pan Yue, you handle healing and logistics.” Chu Feng swiftly laid out the battle plan. “As for me, I’ll draw the enemy’s main fire to create openings for you.”

“Captain…” Pan Yue looked at Chu Feng with worry, knowing the risk he was taking.

Chu Feng gave her a determined look. “Trust me; we will survive!” Then, with a sudden motion, he drew his long blade, its edge shimmering coldly beneath the moonlight, pointing straight at Li Qiang. “Li Qiang, why betray us?”

Li Qiang laughed uproariously to the sky. “Betrayal? You fools don’t understand the world’s cruelty! Only the strong survive, and you are destined to be my stepping stones!” With a wave of his hand, the shadows behind him surged like a tide toward Chu Feng’s squad.

Li Qiang sneered, slowly lifting his weapon. “The game begins!”

The shadows pounced like starving wolves, their battle cries echoing thunderously.

Blades clashed and sparks flew.

At the moment of crisis, Chu Feng’s Shadow Curse erupted with formidable power, black mist swirling around him as his ghostlike figure darted through the enemy ranks.

Each swing of his long blade was accompanied by agonized screams.

Sun Yue, agile and swift, darted through the shadows like a streak of black lightning.

His dagger struck precisely at vital points, every attack clean and decisive.

As he fought, he observed the enemy’s movements and relayed their positions to Chu Feng.

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