Mountain Eagle did not force that Jacob to immediately disclose what he knew...

Because this guy clearly isn't afraid of death; his current thought is that dying is best. If he can't die, he has to be treated and given relatively reasonable conditions so that he has the opportunity to possess certain resistance ability and space when faced with reckoning.

This kind of person is the most difficult to deal with because living places more pressure on them, and strong measures are completely useless to such guys.

Mountain Eagle does not dwell on a single problem. Jacob doesn't speak, and he doesn't press him, but instead proactively adds a few logs to the campfire, then ties up the doctor again, and finally calls upon a Magengxi Wolf to guard these three guys...

He himself then walked out of the sparse woods to the edge where it meets the wetland, looking for a relatively flat spot where a helicopter could land...

After sending the coordinates to Daria, Mountain Eagle found a fallen large tree and sat down, observing the situation of Sled through Crow while calling Old Qiao at the camp...

"Hey, boss..."

Upon hearing Old Qiao's hoarse and deep voice on the phone, Mountain Eagle smiled and said: "Old buddy, help me with a favor, have Quida go with you to the small lake where we camped that night and modify the Hunter's Lodge there a bit."

Old Qiao hesitated for a moment, speaking somewhat nervously: "Boss, what's happened?"

Mountain Eagle looked at the vast snowy wetland in front of him, shaking his head and said: "I'm not sure, so I hope to have a bit more room for maneuver.

The position at the small lake is concealed, and the location of the Hunter's Lodge is good. With a slight modification, it can serve as a temporary shelter.

The enemy might have unknown means, so I want to be well prepared."

Old Qiao was silent for nearly a minute and then said: "I understand, I'll go find Quida right away, and we will bring tools and materials. We can prepare that Hunter's Lodge within two days, and also put up a few more tents."

Mountain Eagle sensed Old Qiao's concern, and he laughed, saying: "Don't worry, I'm just adding a bit of strategic depth and maneuver space in case my judgment has any errors.

The development of things is still within my estimation, it's just that the enemy seems to have some means unknown to me, so we need to be prepared for both possibilities."

Mountain Eagle hung up after speaking and then began pondering...

He was not worried about what Jacob called a 'secret' because he had already thought through all possible scenarios beforehand...

The camp's only weakness was the air...

If the enemy could deploy jet fighters or bombers, then everything he had done before would have been a joke because when size disparity reaches this point, it's better to surrender early.

Rationally, Mountain Eagle did not believe the enemy had such capability, but with family nearby, he had to be a bit cautious.

Once the battle truly commences, transferring Xiao Wan and Tessa along with the children to the small lake was the best plan he could think of.

Just as Mountain Eagle was deep in thought, gunshots sounded from the southern wetlands...

After a series of assaults, the Codfish Team and Chimera Squad had 13 people left, including one injured member.

They were deadlocked with the sled for about forty minutes before unable to withstand the pressure and began attempting to break out.

These guys were all experts, keeping their distances wide apart, rolling retreating in one direction while always having three to five gunmen watching the general location of the sled, and two maintaining a posture for turning back and encircle...

With a large patch of shrubs in between, neither side could see the other...

The sled was like a patient old wolf, grinning while walking around the outskirts of the Demon Group, not even firing, just occasionally exposing its form in gaps among the wetlands shrubs, which made the opponent extremely nervous.

The pressure was even greater with two Magengxi Wolves carrying Jump Mines...

"Bang bang bang bang..."

A gunman with a full beard fired off a dozen shots at the moving bushes nearby, hearing calls from the radio, he stared intently at his firing position, shouting loudly: "Come on, come on!"

Just as he roared, a low 'woo woo' sound came from his side...

The bearded gunman heard the sound and turned his head, through the dozen meters of bushes, seeing a Magengxi Wolf staring at him...

As he nervously shifted his gun to shoot, he heard movement behind him.

Instinct drove him to glance back and he was horrified to find another wolf appearing behind him.

The bearded man had rich experience, he pulled the trigger without hesitation and then turned and ran without caring whether he had succeeded.

It's originally very difficult to hit a moving target in the bushes, and in this situation of being pinched from front and back, the best practice is to change positions by moving, so you only have to deal with enemies from one side,

The bearded gunman was shouting in the radio while running about 30 meters in the snow with high-stepping legs. Then, upon seeing the silhouette of a companion, he spun around and sat down, ready to retaliate with his gun...

But when he tried to pull the trigger, he realized that the two wolves hadn't followed him. Behind him, there was only empty shrubs and frozen wetland waterways.

An immense sense of fear and tension instantly coursed through the bearded gunman's entire body. With his heart pounding and adrenaline surging, a thin layer of sweat formed on his tense skin.

Sweat rolled from his hat down to his cheeks, freezing into icicles before it could fall. A cold breeze caressed him, making the bearded gunman shiver with icy dread...

The moment his companion's hand touched the bearded gunman's shoulder, the gunman jumped as if electrocuted and reflexively delivered a fierce elbow strike...

The companion took the blow to his chest, stumbling a few steps back. Seeing the bearded gunman turning armed, he promptly raised his own gun and shouted: "Hey, calm down, it's me...

The captain has ordered us to retreat!"

The bearded gunman froze for a moment, muttered a curse under his breath, then lowered his gun and went over to help his companion up, saying: "That guy's like a ghost, and those wolves are like specters, let's go…"

The companion glanced at the direction from which the bearded gunman came and nodded vigorously, saying: "Let's move, this terrain doesn't suit us for a counterattack..."

As they retreated, Carl from Codfish One at the front encountered trouble…

Advancing wistfully, the scout paused at the edge of a patch of shrubs. When Carl heard his call, he prudently approached, saying: "What's the matter…"

The scout pointed at traces on the frozen waterway about ten meters to the west, saying: "Someone just passed here…"

Carl furrowed his brows, looking around. The west side was vast wetland, while about a kilometer to the east was a mountain range.

Now was the Commander's moment to swiftly decide, after contemplating for a few seconds he decisively said: "We head east; the mountainous terrain is complex. Once inside, we can find enough cover."

The scout evidently thought the same...

This wetland had simple terrain, but its ground conditions were extremely complex, severely slowing down their movement and counterattack capabilities. Heading into the mountain to wait for nightfall or seek support was the best choice.

Nodding to indicate understanding of the captain's intent, the scout signaled another companion and plunged back into the shrubbery to open the way east…

As they turned east, the sounds occasionally heard from behind vanished…

This instant relief from pressure was palpable to those long accustomed to battle. They moved east less than a kilometer when Cohen from Chimera Squad at the rear sensed something amiss…

"Carl, stop, something seems off…"

With Carl advancing eastward with full force, he halted when Cohen spoke, about to ask why when screams rang out from ahead…

He disregarded Cohen's apprehension, cautiously and quickly approaching the scout's position with his gun. There, he saw two scouts sitting propped against the ground, each with a large animal trap clamped onto their feet...

Cohen rushed over to check, and was instantly chilled to the bone...

These traps were clearly not meant for hunting animals, and the odds of two people simultaneously stepping onto them were negligible, yet that's exactly what happened…

First, one scout triggered a trap, and as the left flank companion went over to inspect, he stepped onto another...

The only explanation was that their opponents were already well-prepared, even intimately aware of their movements.

Cohen glanced at the eastern mountains, gritted his teeth, and charged to the scout's side, while assisting in removing the traps, he radioed: "East is a trap, we continue south…"

"Ah…"

Before Carl finished speaking, a companion following from behind suddenly stepped through accumulated snow, twisting his ankle in a hole on the ground…

Simultaneously, in the shrubs they had come through, a series of minor explosions occurred, followed by rising dense smoke and pungent gas, blocking their retreat westward.

Cohen from Chimera Squad One led his men in shooting rearwards for a while then decisively converged toward Carl's position...

On the way, a team member tried to break south, attempting to establish a defense line at the edge of the shrub on the opposite side of the frozen waterway, only to trip on a rope after running just a few steps and, amid his frantic scrambling, slapped an animal trap...

"Snap"

As the trap snapped shut, the guy let out a scream...

"South is a trap…"