Strongest Soldier King

Starving packs of Wild Wolves were absolutely terrifying. Wherever they passed, they would not spare anything edible, and a pack of over twenty wolves would force even a tiger to avoid them. Their attacks were brutally savage. Luo Zheng, who had been hunting since childhood, was well aware of the horrors of such wolf packs and suggested avoiding direct confrontation. Lan Xue, also experienced, promptly urged everyone through the headset to quickly retreat.

Minutes later, gunshots rang out from the dense forest ahead. It seemed that the Wild Wolf pack had launched an attack, and everyone was forced to use their guns. The gunshots grew closer, and Luo Zheng quickly picked up his equipment and yelled, "Quick, up the trees, cover with fire!" He rapidly climbed a large tree, and the others also sprang into action.

When Luo Zheng reached a tree branch, he estimated the height and, having confirmed that the wolves couldn't reach him, set up his rifle, loaded it, and switched to burst fire mode, knowing that the life force of the wolves was incredibly resilient and that a single bullet might not kill one. He soon spotted several figures retreating while shooting, followed by countless others leaping aggressively, trying to dodge the bullets.

"Bang, bang!" Luo Zheng fired, killing a wolf that had leaped high into the air. The wolves had hard heads and iron bones but soft waists. Bullets were less effective when fired at their heads, but the soft abdomen was exposed when they leaped high. Luo Zheng, who had known this since childhood, naturally didn't miss the opportunity.

"Bang, bang!" Lan Xue, Wu Yuan, and Meng Zhu also opened fire.

The four of them tacitly guarded each direction, providing covering fire as their teammates retreated. The sudden gunfire startled the attacking wolves, which howled and dodged through the woods. The others used this chance to quickly retreat to the campsite, where they didn't immediately climb trees but hid in the middle of the bonfires instead. Five bonfires were arranged in a pentagonal pattern, with a clearing left in the middle.

Luo Zheng glanced around and was taken aback not to see Ghost Hand among the group. Just as he was about to inquire, he heard a rustling from the forest ahead, and a Black Shadow rushed forward at an odd speed. However, two starving wolves followed, howling and attacking from both sides with not inconsiderable speed. Luo Zheng quickly aimed in that direction.

At that moment, Ghost Hand had already reached the open area near the campsite, with the two starving wolves howling as they followed. One of them leaped high aiming for Ghost Hand's head, its chilly teeth gleaming with a terrifying chill, and its claws flashing in the air. Its robust body seemed like a young buffalo. The other one dove toward Ghost Hand's feet, howling eerily.

"A joint attack?" Luo Zheng exclaimed in shock, not expecting these two wolves to have almost become cunning enough for such flawlessly coordinated attacks. His face paled, and he decisively aimed at the wolf that had leaped high. Suddenly, he saw Ghost Hand not advancing but retreating at an incredibly fast speed, avoiding the attack from the wolf below and, with a lightning-fast move, grabbing the forelimbs of the leaping wolf in mid-air, pulling forcefully and throwing the mid-air wolf against a nearby tree.

Ow, oh—The wolf yelped in pain, rolled on the ground, quickly got up, shook its body, and saw Ghost Hand kick its companion away. The subdued wolf, again exposing its chilly teeth, whimpered and charged again, its body like a young buffalo stirring up a whirlwind, crouched down, and leaped high again, its claws tearing at Ghost Hand.

As Luo Zheng was about to fire, he saw Ghost Hand move toward the wolf, inadvertently blocking his line of fire. He quickly released his finger from the trigger to avoid accidental injury, shifted his aim, and quickly targeted the wolf that Ghost Hand had kicked away which had just risen from the ground. Seeing the rare opportunity, Luo Zheng decisively pulled the trigger.

After killing the wolf, Luo Zheng quickly adjusted his aim, and to his surprise, saw Ghost Hand, body slightly crouched, swirling a flash of cold light, directly ripping open the stomach of the airborne wolf. A large amount of blood and organs spilled out, and Ghost Hand quickly darted to the side, the blood and organs falling to the ground.

"Such quick movements, such fierce techniques, and such exquisite planning," Luo Zheng exclaimed in surprise, admiration filled his eyes as he looked at Ghost Hand. The Wild Wolf attacking from above appeared to have its guard wide open and seemed easy to handle, but that was not the case. The attacking Wild Wolf had three major weapons: canine teeth, forelimbs, and hind limbs, with four canine teeth, two each on top and bottom, each capable of extending 2.8 centimeters to pierce the prey's skin and cause substantial damage. Its fore and hind limbs had five claws each, curved like scythes and equally deadly. To avoid the terrifying claws and biting teeth, one needed precise calculations, perfect timing, and swift movements, otherwise, you might dodge the canine teeth and forelimbs only to be struck by the hind limb claws.

Before Ghost Hand had a chance to stand up, he saw two more Wild Wolves rushing towards him from behind. While kneeling, he swiftly turned his gun from behind, directed the barrel forward, and fired without aiming, Bang! Bang! Two shots, the bullets biting into the flesh, killed the front-running Wild Wolf.

Through the sniper scope, Luo Zheng saw that the two shots Ghost Hand just fired were terrifyingly accurate. Without aiming, both shots hit the exact same spot on the Wild Wolves' heads. How skilled must one be to achieve that? He couldn't help but get excited, as he longed for the Mysterious Army where Lan Xue served, truly a force composed of Soldier Kings, indeed formidable.

"Stop playing, let's retreat," Lan Xue said coldly in a low voice.

"Huh?" Luo Zheng was shocked again, realizing Ghost Hand had been toying with them as he watched him quickly retreat back to the camp. He felt the Wild Wolves that died were pitiful, having encountered such a monstrous person like Ghost Hand, they deserved their bad luck. Looking around through the night-vision scope, which could accurately target living objects within 200 meters under low light, Luo Zheng noticed there were no fewer than thirty Wild Wolves within twenty meters, making him tense up and whisper, "Too many, shall we climb a tree, use guns?"

"Everyone, come up here. We're not too far from the target base, using guns might expose us," Lan Xue said coldly.

The warriors, who had formed a circle back-to-back, quickly dispersed to climb trees. The Wild Wolves, seemingly wary of the campfire, did not attack immediately but howled instead. Luo Zheng saw several Wild Wolves pounce on their dead companions, and soon, more wolves joined, howling as they devoured them.

"Don't fire yet, let's see how things unfold," Lan Xue instructed coldly.

Watching the ferocious wolves devour their companions, Luo Zheng's expression grew grave. Smelling the spreading scent of blood, he said worriedly, "The scent of blood might attract more wolves, everyone be alert."

"That's possible, let's wait and see, and prepare to spend the night in the trees," Lan Xue said coldly.

"Awooo—," From afar, a deep howl echoed through the forest, chilling to the bone. Surprisingly, the frenzied pack of Wild Wolves around the camp began to quiet down, whimpering softly, gazing up at the people in the trees with ice-cold eyes that flickered with menacing light, sending shivers down one's spine.