Chapter 35

On that pitch-black, ink-dark night, the village of the Assassination Battalion was plunged into an eerie silence. Xu Lin, a lone warrior who had infiltrated the enemy camp, was currently like a leopard lurking in the shadows, waiting for the right moment to strike. Colonel Rider stood at the doorway, the fury in his heart burning like a raging fire. He could not fathom how anyone dared to brazenly break into the stronghold of their Assassination Battalion while the sentries remained completely oblivious. His roar echoed through the night sky: "Everyone, rally to me! Pair up with the comrades beside you! Where are the sentry lights? Shine them over here!" His voice was laced with authority and anxiety. Yet, only an unsettling silence answered him. Many rooms remained dark, the soldiers seemingly still lost in deep slumber, entirely unaware of the crisis unfolding outside. Colonel Rider's anger flared even higher. He drew his sidearm and fired into the air, the crisp gunshot shattering the tranquility of the night as if announcing the arrival of danger to everyone. Bullet after bullet was discharged until the magazine was completely empty, yet those rooms still showed not the slightest movement.