Blood stained Feng Yi's clothes. At this moment, he didn't want to give up. He scrutinized his own heart, knew he was one of those lonely people who seldom comprehended the ties of sentimental restraint, sometimes even intentionally evading something - but he had already lost too much - memories, kinship. The world was sometimes repulsive; even innocent children were not spared from such malicious acts.

Feng Yi rose, fetched his shivering military knife, bit his teeth and repeatedly stabbed his arm, dislodging all fragments of the bullet. He then quickly tore a corner of his garment to bandage and fasten a knot around the wound on his arm.

He would avenge Guo Guo's pain. Evil must meet with appropriate punishment. The past him would only do what he believed was right. But the moment he put on the mask left by Grandpa Lasso, he was not only carrying something as simple as honor, but also the principles he stood by.

Certain sentiments might be superfluous to a soldier. He didn't obey orders, left his post on his own accord, but Feng Yi often felt that sometimes military commands were ridiculous. If he could have received the news earlier, things might have taken a turn for the better. The world was full of unknowns: unknown people, unknown events, unknown fates.

Sometimes, he didn't even know if the path he chose was right or wrong. At least for the moment, his aim was definite - he would certainly catch the Scorpio Organization!

Zi Mou's eyes flickered, she knew the true identity of the black-clad soldier, but she had never tried to consider his thoughts. In her memory, Feng Yi was just a terrifyingly powerful acting instructor. Now, what could cause him to go to such extremes? The image of this iron-blooded soldier was becoming deeply etched in the eyes of a few individuals.

Through the light screen, his blood-stained black figure completely captivated everyone's attention. Nobody questioned how he traced Scorpio's tracks, be it by footprints or instinct, it didn't matter. But the image of this black-clad warrior was now branded into everyone's hearts.

Feng Yi gradually caught up with Scorpio's trail. This time was difficult. His existing strength could barely sustain him to fight. For her now, biting onto Scorpio was the right choice. In reality, her insufficiency in stamina was the greatest weakness of such explosive-type soldiers. Now, to recklessly make a move was not a wise decision. The priority was to reserve physical strength, wait for the armed forces to encircle, constantly share location, otherwise, all efforts would be wasted. Before all this, he must not fall.

The Military Department's Heavenly Communication also tried to get in touch with him, but Feng Yi didn't answer. He didn't want to waste time on meaningless physical exertion. He believed the Military Department would take the right action according to his location sharing.

At this time, Monroe felt an urge to swear stems from his helplessness. It hadn't been long, and three of the soldiers aiming for the black-clad soldier were gone. While swearing, Monroe was also in an extremely awkward situation. The opponent was unshakable and undying, clinging on like a ghost, what was he supposed to do?

After some thought, Monroe finally did something unexpected yet foreseeable. He divided his forces into three routes. The man in black couldn't split his body, he could only lock onto one target.

Feng Yi's footsteps suddenly halted. He was worried about this scenario, his opponent might choose this option.

"Eggy, can you hijack their communication?"

"Unable to hijack."

"..."

"However, I can collect intelligence through wireless communication. The opponent's electronic system is too singular. There's no passive control and the possibility of hijacking is nonexistent."

"Collecting intelligence will suffice, give me their conversation."

"Okay, but there's a condition."

"What condition do you want?"

"Buy me a computer when we get back - no, a cell phone will do - no no, a virtual combat machine is better, the most expensive one on the market."

"What would you use that for?"

"Haha, of course, to play it! Seeing you, boss, play to your heart's content, I, Lord Eggy, should be no less than you!" Feng Yi cursed under his breath. Once this small thing starts playing, who could compete with it? It was a system bug, literally. "Alright. I promise you. Send me the recorded conversation quickly."

Feng Yi had to use the real-time coordinate sharing from Heavenly Communication to transmit his location but couldn't directly upload Scorpio's coordinates to Sky Network. Otherwise, it would be impossible to hide the fact he had Eggy. Due to his close proximity, he would be disturbed by the unidentifiable signal waves emitted by the Scorpio Organization, often resulting in hasty message sending.

With the passage of time, 37 minutes later, two armored infantry battalions, whose numbers Feng Yi was unaware of, from the 1 o'clock and 5 o'clock directions, simultaneously started encircling. When the infantry company appeared in Feng Yi's field of vision, he knew that he had completed most of his mission.

Monroe had nothing to say now. He was completely defeated, thoroughly defeated! The cluster of Mecha had been dispersed over ten times, yet he was still firmly targeted by the black-clad soldier. To avoid exposing his identity, Monroe had even swapped his Mecha twice during the process. But damn it, was the black-clad soldier a fortune teller? The opponent seemed to effortlessly pinpoint his location. He could not figure out the reason and was unwilling to give in.

At this point, Monroe even considered suicide. He hadn't expected things to go south today, and did not bring the injection syringe with him prior to the operation. If he was to slit his own throat, he did not have the courage for it. He didn't know what to do next - wait for Saudi to win the war, or wait for his own prison break? All these were fine, but perhaps questioning how the black-clad soldier uncovered his tracks was the only reasoning that could convince him.

"I lost." Monroe jumped out of the Mecha cockpit, smiling like a gentleman. There wasn't a trace of ferocity on his face. No one would connect this kind-looking middle-aged man with the supreme leader of Scorpio. "May I ask you a question?"

"You may, but…"

"But what?"

"Go to hell!" Thud! Feng Yi responded to Monroe with a heavy fist to his face. This blow was not fatal, but it bloomed Monroe's face like a peach blossom along with a few teeth.

"This hit is for Guo Guo." Monroe's nose started gushing blood. Before he could touch his face, Feng Yi's second fist landed harshly on his face. "This one is for those refugees."

The armed personnel hurriedly jumped out of the Mecha to hold Feng Yi back. There were still many secrets on Monroe, whose safety must be guaranteed.

Feng Yi's face was already extremely pale at this point. Due to excessive blood loss combined with his exhaustion, he nearly fell to the ground at the same time as Monroe after throwing the two punches. As for what happened after he fell, he could not remember clearly. When he woke up, he found himself lying on a soft hospital bed, and the quiet room was filled with various bouquets of flowers....

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