第145章 "黑暗的报复" (Darkness' Revenge)

**145章：「暗夜的反馈」(Midnight's Feedback)**

"Contact, 3 o'clock!" Alpha's voice pierced the darkness, moments before a burst of gunfire echoed through the forest. Zhao Ti's team returned fire, the sound of bullets whizzing past their ears like a deadly swarm.

"Keep moving, keep moving!" Zhao Ti yelled, his eyes fixed on the ridge ahead. His team scrambled to keep up with him, their footsteps rapid and urgent.

As they pushed deeper into the forest, the enemy's return fire grew more intense. Shouts and screams filled the air, and Zhao Ti's team stumbled upon a gruesome scene: the bodies of their comrades, riddled with bullets and gaping wounds.

A cold rage burned within Zhao Ti, fueling his determination to take down the enemy. "Alpha, take point! Bravo, cover the flanks! Charlie, provide suppressive fire!"

The team surged forward, their rifles blazing as they fought to clear the forest of the enemy. Zhao Ti's leadership was unwavering, his voice cutting through the din of battle like a beacon of hope.

As they fought their way through the underbrush, they stumbled upon a makeshift camp, ablaze and burning. The enemy was regrouping, rearming, and trying to escape. Zhao Ti's team took advantage of the chaos, pouring in a hail of gunfire, cutting down the enemy like wheat.

But as the battle raged on, Zhao Ti's comms officer frantically tried to raise HQ on the radio. The static-filled airwaves remained silent, with only the occasional crackle of gunfire punctuating the void.

"Zhao Ti, we need to get out of here, now!" his comms officer shouted, his voice laced with desperation.

Zhao Ti's eyes narrowed, his grip on his rifle tightening. "We're not leaving until we've secured the enemy's position!"

As he spoke, a burst of gunfire ripped through the camp, sending his team scattering. Zhao Ti's world went dark, the last thing he remembered was the sound of his own rifle firing wildly into the night.