CHAPTER 1026: CHAPTER 1060: WOLF PACK VS HIDDEN KILL

Everyone was exceptionally silent.

Lin Zifeng, Chen Bubai, and Zhan Long had once experienced life and death together, so there was still a bit of brotherhood between the three.

Waving goodbye, blood splattering the battlefield, this was certainly what men would do.

Lin Zifeng was a tiger trained by the Martial Arts Alliance, and everyone realized the thick sense of danger on this mission to Mo City.

After entering the cabin, the helicopter slowly left Zhonghai, heading towards the far west of Eastern Earth.

Throughout the journey, everyone remained exceptionally silent. Huo Zhengfeng and the others were also following this time to Mo City.

Lin Zifeng sat alone in the cabin, repeatedly touching a bronze ancient mask in his hands.

Once he put on this mask, he would completely conceal his true face.

Each member of Hidden Kill held a black steel mask, which Lin Zifeng had personally requested from the Martial Arts Alliance to make.

The purpose was to ensure that while on a mission, the enemy would not easily uncover their true appearances.

And it also provided the best protection.

"We’re about to reach Mo City. Soon the helicopter will land midway up a rather remote mountain ridge. The altitude here is very high, so everyone be careful to stay warm at night."

Black Hawk instructed.

As the weather gradually got swallowed up by dark clouds, the helicopter left them in a remote mountain area, quickly leaving under the cover of night.

Everyone started a fire to keep warm.

The weather changes in Mo City were simply too drastic.

With a very high altitude, and not far from here was the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau.

It was imaginable how difficult it would be to survive in such an environment.

Inside the tent, Lin Zifeng held a map given to him by Long Zaitian before his departure, which recorded the geographical distribution of Wumo Holy Land.

The map was densely packed with, and all in disorganized mountain ranges; if not careful, perhaps all the brothers Lin Zifeng brought along might die here...

At this moment, the entire mountain range was barren, the naked mountain faces all appeared soil-yellow.

Standing before the hillside, looking far into the darkness, one couldn’t see the end at all...

Everyone knew that crossing this mountain range would allow them to reach the Wumo Holy Land Mountain.

"Brother Lin, are we heading to infiltrate Wumo Holy Land first thing tomorrow morning?" Black Hawk walked in from outside the tent.

Seeing Lin Zifeng still holding a map, he knew this mission was particularly perilous.

"I’ve decided to change my plan." Lin Zifeng said lightly.

"Changed the plan?"

Black Hawk, Bu Chen, and the others were all puzzled.

"Young Master Lin, if there’s anything needed from me, Cang Zhou, just say the word, even if it’s climbing a mountain of swords or plunging into a sea of fire, if I, Cang Zhou, blink an eye, I -"

Eager to make a contribution, Cang Zhou stepped forward to speak.

Originally, Lin Zifeng didn’t intend to bring them, but this guy insisted on coming along, claiming he was a born adventurer, needing this experience.

"Ha ha, no need." Lin Zifeng patted his shoulder.

He found his character quite endearing.

Though not with Lin Zifeng for long, he understood these guys already considered the Nantian Gang as part of their own family.

"Tomorrow we head to the nearest small town from here. Once there, everyone will understand." Lin Zifeng deeply smiled.

"Alright."

Cang Zhou was slightly disappointed that finally having a chance to prove himself, plans changed suddenly.

Nobody could guess what plan Lin Zifeng brewed in his heart, but everyone trusted Lin Zifeng. He wouldn’t risk the lives of his brothers.

"Awoooo..."

Suddenly! From below the mountain, came several drifting wolf howls.

"What sound?!"

Black Hawk’s eyes turned cold.

His face immediately changed!

"Not good! Wolves! We’ve encountered a pack of wolves on the plateau!"

"Wolves?!"

Cang Zhou’s face also turned strange.

"Quickly put out all the fires. Perhaps the firelight attracted them."

It should be known that if you encounter a single wolf on the plateau, it’s usually not a problem.

The key is that howl just now, which was clearly the signal sound of the leading wolf of the entire pack.

As a mercenary by background, Black Hawk was particularly sensitive to the sounds of wolves.

"Quick, put out the fire!"

Black Hawk shouted hoarsely.

But when they left the tent,

Below the entire mountain range had already gathered hundreds of robust giant solitary wolves.

Led by their alpha, they were employing a surrounding tactic, encircling the hillside from all sides.

"Awoooo..."

At this moment, another sturdy ash-gray wolf stood in another direction, howling to the sky.

The sound was extremely bright, causing the surrounding wolf packs to encircle the hillside from all directions.

Encountering a pack of wolves on the plateau wasn’t really a surprising thing either.

Here, once it gets dark, almost all wolf packs would be led by the alpha to search for their delicacies. Some wolves, like ancient scouts, would investigate the surroundings. Once they detected any movement, they would immediately alert the alpha, organizing a large-scale, strategic encirclement.

Just like the situation they were facing now.

"Looks like we won’t have to wait until tomorrow; tonight we’re destined for a bloody battle with wild beasts."

Lin Zifeng’s voice was cold.

He had already drawn a soft sword made of fine steel from his waist.

The blade was a little over a meter long, slender and fierce, under the light of the fire, the cold light was dazzling.

Everyone quickly gathered, each putting on their mask, drawing their own war blades, ready for the imminent storm.

Every one of them was full of spirit, like the guardian War Gods of this plateau mountain range.

"No matter what, no matter what happens, everyone must not stray too far. As long as we kill the alpha wolf among the pack, we can leave here alive."

Black Hawk’s rough voice was thick, causing everyone to hold their breath, awaiting the start of the bloody battle.

As the wave of wolves approached step by step, there were already hundreds of ash-gray wolves grinning with bloody mouths, baring their teeth, looking ferocious.

Each solitary wolf’s body was strong, estimated to be the size of a small calf.

Thick fur, ample fat, sturdy limbs.

They were simply born warriors.

"Good! Such an opportunity doesn’t come often; let me go first!"

Cang Zhou laughed aloud.

Holding two fierce war blades in his hands, he swiftly jumped down from the cliff on the hillside.

Spreading his arms, the battle intent in his eyes was soaring.

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