Luo Zheng and his team were unaware of the events unfolding behind them. The group of five, wearing night vision devices, marched hastily and swiftly without daring to stop. By dawn, they had arrived near a sand dune on the outskirts of a small town where the terrorist organization was located. They were not strangers to this place as it wasn't their first visit; the tranquil town seemed extraordinarily serene under the first rays of sunlight, almost like a utopian refuge, a peculiar feeling indeed.
Everyone dismissed this odd sensation, found cover, and gasped for air to relax their bodies. The overnight march had nearly depleted everyone's energy. They quickly ate some dry food and, a few minutes later, started to check their weapons. Luo Zheng carefully maintained his weapons, ensuring they were free of issues, and then did the same with a captured SVD sniper rifle. On the battlefield, a weapon is akin to a second life. Regarding life, no one dared take it lightly.
