sjar Chapter 432 Tight nerves
Chapter 432 Tight nerves
He slowly emerged from behind his cover and scanned his surroundings. The enemy's silhouettes grew increasingly blurred in the darkness, but the vague sense of threat still weighed on him. Perhaps those armed men were searching for something, or perhaps they were waiting for an opportunity.
Su Ming didn't act rashly. He knew that the key to everything now lay in patience. They couldn't afford to expose their whereabouts due to a momentary impatience. Zheng Yaoxian's appearance gave him a sense of peace of mind, but this peace of mind was only temporary; the enemy could turn against them at any time.
"How many enemies are there?" Su Ming asked softly, still maintaining a high level of vigilance.
Zheng Yaoxian quickly calculated and then whispered, "At least five people, scattered in four directions. It seems they are preparing to adopt an encirclement tactic."
"Encirclement tactics?" Su Ming frowned, and possible responses quickly flashed through his mind, but for a moment, he did not find the most appropriate solution.
He could feel that time was pressing on them. The cover they relied on was becoming less and less, and the enemy's vigilance was growing. Every second of delay could put them in an irretrievable situation.
"How should we proceed?" Zheng Yaoxian's voice fell on deaf ears, calm but not to be ignored.
Su Ming closed his eyes and thought for a moment. The enemy's dispersed formation gave them a certain opportunity, but it also meant that the risks were equally dispersed. If any flaw was discovered, the enemy would immediately gather their forces and encircle them. Their situation was far more complicated than he had imagined.
"We must go separately." Su Ming finally made a decision. "You go around from the right, and I'll cover from the left. No matter what, we must stay in touch."
"I understand." Zheng Yaoxian's answer was still brief, but it was absolutely decisive.
"Wait a little longer, until the enemy lets down their guard," Su Ming whispered, his gaze unconsciously scanning the surroundings. He could sense that the enemy seemed relaxed, but within that relaxed state lay infinite danger. He had to wait, waiting for the moment when the enemy completely relaxed their guard before taking action.
The silence in the air grew increasingly oppressive, each second seeming to stretch uncomfortably long. Su Ming could feel his heartbeat intensify in this quiet environment, even thinking he could hear the blood rushing through his ears. He clenched his teeth, trying to remain calm, but the anxiety and restlessness within him continued to build.
"I'm leaving." Zheng Yaoxian's voice suddenly sounded, breaking the silence in the air.
Su Ming quickly looked in his direction and saw that Zheng Yaoxian had quietly slipped into the darkness and disappeared from his sight. Su Ming took a deep breath, his eyes scanning the surroundings like a hawk, ready to react at any moment.
He quietly stood up, walked lightly around the obstacles, and slowly and accurately approached the area where the enemy was stationed. Although he remained calm, the anxiety in his heart continued to accumulate.
He lowered his head, observing the movement of the wooden box. The enemy still hadn't fully noticed his position, seemingly unaware of anything unusual. He stared nervously at the situation before him, letting his guard down slightly, only to tense up again immediately—he knew his actions had to be swift and precise; any moment of hesitation could have devastating consequences.
Just as he was about to take the next step, an enemy near the wooden box suddenly turned around and scanned the surroundings with alert eyes. He didn't notice Su Ming, but that sudden change made Su Ming's heart tighten suddenly - the enemy had become doubly vigilant.
"Not good." Su Ming's heart sank, and he quickly pressed the communicator on his phone, "Zheng Yaoxian, hurry up, the enemy has changed."
The response from the other end of the communicator was immediate. Zheng Yaoxian's voice rang out clearly in his ears: "I'm ready. Stand by."
Su Ming didn't have time to think further. He took a deep breath and focused his attention on the enemy's movements again. The enemy began to become more cautious, and the scattered team members gradually moved closer to the area where the wooden box was. They had obviously noticed something unusual and began to increase their vigilance.
Every time the enemy turned, every time their eyes met, it was like a blade of judgment, too sharp to ignore. Su Ming knew that every move he made could be an opportunity for them to be discovered.
He crouched slightly, trying to avoid being exposed, his eyes filled with anxiety. At that moment, the air seemed to freeze, and every second grew heavier. The passage of time not only made the situation more dangerous, but also made his body increasingly exhausted.
"We must act." Su Ming suddenly whispered to himself.
Su Ming's heartbeat grew even more rapid; he could practically hear every breath he took, like a heavy hammer pounding down on his chest, nearly suffocating him. Every second, he raced against time. The brush with death had made him increasingly alert. His inner vigilance seemed to extend in all directions, triggering a reaction at the slightest movement.
The iron door suddenly appeared in his sight, dim light filtering through the crack, like a rift leading to an unknown world. Behind him, the enemy's footsteps gradually intensified. Their steps were heavy and regular, clearly monitoring their surroundings closely, their vigilance reaching the extreme. The oppressive feeling in the air grew stronger, and Su Ming knew that if he didn't act now, their hiding place might be discovered.
He subconsciously glanced up at the iron door. The mottled rust and cracks on it proved it hadn't been opened in a long time, seemingly part of an abandoned warehouse or factory. The shadows around the door frame seemed to engulf everything, adding a layer of mystery to the door. Su Ming took a deep breath. He didn't have time to dwell on it; every second was filled with deadly threats.
His footsteps were light and quick, making almost no sound. The tension just now had made every nerve in his body tense, but now he had no choice; the iron gate was his only way out.
As he approached the iron gate, he scanned the surroundings. No enemies were nearby, only discarded tools and broken equipment scattered on the ground. It was this dead silence that weighed heavily on him, as if the darkness around him was silently swallowing him with every step he took.
"Zheng Yaoxian." Su Ming called out in a low voice, his voice almost swallowed up by the silence around him.
Seconds later, Zheng Yaoxian emerged from the darkness, silently, as if blending into the night. His face remained calm, his eyes devoid of panic, only a precise grasp of the situation and a contemplation of his next move.
"Are you ready?" Su Ming asked, his eyes fixed on the iron gate.
Zheng Yaoxian nodded, his movements as swift and precise as ever. Though silent, a tacit understanding had already formed between the two of them, allowing them to formulate the most appropriate response in mere seconds, even in the most complex situations.
"I'll open the door first, you cover from behind." Su Ming silently planned his next move. This delicate division of labor had become their life-or-death bond. He knew that today's mission was more dangerous than any previous one. The enemy was well-defended, always ready to strike back.
He reached out and touched the door handle. The cold, metallic sensation spread throughout his body, as if his entire body had been frozen. The door was thick and rusty, and with the slightest effort, it made a dull thud. Su Ming's heart tightened. He didn't dare waste another second, and with a firm push, a slight creak escaped from the crack of the door.
The sound was like a blade slicing through the night sky, like an alarm bell, instantly shattering the dead silence. Su Ming's heart leaped, and the wooden box in his hands nearly slipped from the violent movement, but he quickly steadied himself. Then, with a sharp tug, the iron door swung open completely. At the same time, Zheng Yaoxian had nimbly slipped through the door from the other side and disappeared into the darkness.
"Go in quickly!" Su Ming shouted in a low voice. He almost gritted his teeth, holding back the tension and urgency that was about to overflow.
He flung himself through the iron door and was instantly transported to a completely different environment. The air was damp, and the dim lights flickered intermittently, casting a chilling atmosphere over the entire space. Behind the door lay a small, cramped space, cluttered with debris, worn-out tools, and rusted equipment. It was a typical warehouse, piled high with seemingly insignificant items, but Su Ming didn't dwell on them. He knew they couldn't stay for long.
Zheng Yaoxian had already swiftly entered a corner of the room, pistol in hand, vigilantly watching every exit. Su Ming quickly scanned his surroundings, confirming the safety of the area. Although the room was dimly lit, barely making out the details of the corners, he could still sense a sense of oppression. It felt like a vast maze, where every wall and every object could conceal an enemy or a deadly trap.
"How is it? No enemies following?" Su Ming asked in a low voice, his eyes still fixed on the surroundings.
Zheng Yaoxian shook his head slightly: "No, it's safe for now."
"Okay." Su Ming took a deep breath, relaxing his tense nerves a bit. "Then we'll hide here for now. Once the situation stabilizes, we'll make plans for the next step."
His tone was calm, but he didn't relax at all. He knew that any moment of relaxation could be a fatal mistake. The enemy could appear before them at any moment, and every second they had could be their last.
Su Ming's eyes once again scanned his surroundings. Although there was no sign of enemy movement, he had no intention of relaxing his composure. He leaned against a pile of barrels, his expression focused, trying to pick up any possible sound or movement. Every inch of air seemed to remind him that the crisis was still not over.