Upon receiving the distress signal, the two exchanged a look and hurried back.
On the way back, Song Qiao encountered Chen Chen and Lu Wei again.
"Still haven't finished your fight, you two?"
Song Qiao's pace did not slow at all.
He couldn't help but ask, a little exasperated.
Chen Chen also appeared somewhat embarrassed, launching another punch to repel an enemy.
Licking his dry lips, he explained.
"It was almost over, but then another wave of reinforcements suddenly arrived!"
This time, Song Qiao didn't need to assess the situation; Chen Chen spoke first.
"Boss, don't worry, we two can handle this side."
"You guys hurry and go support Wei Feng!"
Lu Wei rapidly retreated, dodging a heavy punch that came his way.
He then clasped his hands together and uttered a Buddhist chant, "Amitabha."
"Then hold on, we'll be back to rendezvous with you shortly!"
With those words, Song Qiao and Mo Ling rushed towards Wei Feng.
Beside a large tree, Deng Hui shivered, cowering behind it.
He watched the scene unfolding not far away with a nervous expression.
In the scene, Wei Feng was being besieged by three individuals.
Their attacks were fierce, and they employed a variety of clever moves.
Though Wei Feng remained standing against the onslaught of three opponents, his fatigue was gradually becoming apparent.
"Damn it! They're really tough!"
Struck by a punch from one of them, Wei Feng stumbled and retreated several steps unsteadily.
He tried to spit out some blood, but it landed on the mask of his helmet.
This made him feel even more stifled.
Gritting his teeth fiercely, he suddenly threw a punch at the closest opponent!
The opponent quickly crossed his arms in front of his face, and with a resounding impact, both were pushed back two steps.
This was not a clash of sharpness, but rather like iron against steel!
Wei Feng found himself unable to break free from the entanglement of the three for a short period.
At the same time, the three opponents were also unable to defeat Wei Feng quickly.
It was like a chaotic brawl between three tanks in a team fight, a very stalemated situation.
Despite that, the current situation was clearly more disadvantageous for Wei Feng!
Because he still had Deng Hui to protect!
He couldn't just leave him hiding there indefinitely.
If he were discovered, Wei Feng would be unable to break free and provide support.
Thus, after weighing his options, he decided to send a distress signal to Song Qiao.
The three opponents clearly knew that Wei Feng's reinforcements would arrive soon.
After trying to accelerate their attacks and confirming they couldn't end the fight quickly, they exchanged glances and changed their strategy!
With a crisp *snap*, one of them reached for his waist and pulled the pin on a grenade!
*Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle*
Hearing the sound, Wei Feng's heart pounded.
He instinctively cursed, but didn't immediately dodge.
Instead, his eyes were fixed on the movements of the three opponents.
He hadn't forgotten that they were members of the Shan Shui team.
Nor had he forgotten Mo Ling's incessant reminders along the way.
He was facing an extremely elite squad!
They understood grenades all too well.
They could even precisely control the detonation time of a grenade under extreme mental stress!
Therefore, they wouldn't throw a grenade immediately after pulling the pin.
Instead, they would wait until the moment it was about to detonate before throwing it at their target, ensuring accuracy!
This was a terrifying habit for any enemy.
It also made Wei Feng's heart pound with anxiety.
A cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Here it comes!
Airburst!
The moment the opponent raised his hand, Wei Feng's pupils contracted sharply.
There wasn't much time for him to escape.
In a moment of desperation, he could only roll to the side, shielding his head with both hands!
With a deafening *boom*, the grenade detonated in mid-air.
Although Wei Feng reacted quickly enough to avoid being directly hit by the terrifying blast, he couldn't escape the shrapnel from the explosion!
*Hiss!*
Lying on the ground, the muscles in Wei Feng's face twitched uncontrollably.
He could feel that several parts of his left leg had been pierced by sharp fragments!
His back and head were spared thanks to his bulletproof vest.
The intense pain made Wei Feng grit his teeth, letting out an involuntary gasp.
The mere aftershock of the explosion was so terrifying; he could only imagine the horrifying consequences if he hadn't dodged!
In his heart, Wei Feng was immensely grateful for Mo Ling's reminders.
But now, he had to get back on his feet as quickly as possible!
Because the three opponents had already retrieved their rifles and were aiming at him!
*Dududududu*
A burst of gunfire, aimed maliciously at Wei Feng's lower body!
Wei Feng, lying on the ground in disarray, could only roll to the side rapidly.
He felt clumps of earth being kicked up by the bullets behind him.
Wei Feng cried out, "I can't hold on anymore, boss! This is absolutely worth extra pay!"
"Coming, coming! What's all the fuss about?"
Wei Feng, lamenting his predicament, finally heard Song Qiao's response!
He hadn't even seen Song Qiao yet when his pupils suddenly contracted, and a cold sweat broke out on his spine.
Because a small stone had whizzed just above his head!
*Gulp!*
Wei Feng's throat constricted, and he couldn't help but swallow hard.
Even facing bullets, he hadn't felt this terrified.
But this tiny pebble made him truly feel the proximity of death!
Fortunately, it wasn't aimed at him.
*Whoosh!*
A terrifying whistling sound filled the air. The stone, as if imbued with immense power, was hit by the dense barrage of bullets in mid-flight, yet its speed did not diminish in the slightest!
Its trajectory remained unchanged!
*Clang!*
A resonant *clang*, like an ancient bell being struck, echoed.
The stone instantly embedded itself in one of the opponents' helmets!
It entered from one side of the helmet and pierced through the corresponding side!
Its speed appeared to be undiminished, only now it was stained with blood!
The opponent's finger, which was on the trigger, suddenly froze. His entire body collapsed to the ground!
At the same time, Song Qiao finally appeared within Wei Feng's field of vision.
Without stopping to ask about his condition, he quickly leaped over Wei Feng and, with powerful strides, charged towards the remaining two opponents!
The two quickly abandoned their rifles and fled. Song Qiao tried to pursue.
But at that moment, his steps abruptly halted.
In that instant, he felt as if his heart had skipped a beat!
A chill immediately settled upon his face.
His hands felt icy cold.
"Not good!"
Mo Ling had just helped Wei Feng to his feet.
Sensing something was wrong with Song Qiao, she rushed over, asking with concern.
"What's wrong, Song Qiao? Are you okay?"
"Don't come over!" Song Qiao yelled, startling Mo Ling into freezing in place, afraid to move.
Before Mo Ling could ask, he continued, "Put on your mask and get out of here. They've deployed poison, and the coverage is extensive!"
"What about you?" Mo Ling quickly tore off a piece of her sleeve to cover her mouth and nose, looking at Song Qiao with worry.
"Don't worry about me. You take Wei Feng and go protect Deng Hui."
"No! It's too dangerous!"
Mo Ling refused to leave no matter what, tearing off another strip of cloth from her clothing, intending to hand it to Song Qiao.
However, her request was met not with thanks, but with a push!
Song Qiao raised his hand and gently pushed Mo Ling's chest.
Mo Ling, completely taken by surprise that Song Qiao would act against her, was sent flying by his sudden push. Song Qiao was left alone in the dangerous poison zone!
As the distance between herself and Song Qiao grew, Mo Ling's nose suddenly stung, and she couldn't help but cry out.
"No!"