Chu Han led 270 people forward at full speed. They had to reach the Third Battlefield as soon as possible; the earlier they arrived and set their ambush, the greater their chances of victory.
At the same time, just as Wu Lingqing had guessed, Chu Han was heading straight toward the location of the 400 heterozygotes. Everyone was holding back a fierce urge to fight, completely unaware that the heterozygotes ahead were preparing a counter-ambush.
The 270 moved quickly, their formation orderly and unbroken, their presence concealed to the utmost degree.
But along the way, Chu Han vaguely sensed that something was wrong. He continuously observed his surroundings, using every bit of perception he had to search for even the slightest anomaly.
"What is it?" Xu Feng, who had been leading the way at the front, circled back. "Up ahead is the fork between the Third and Fourth Battlefields. Nothing has happened so far."
"Have the team slow down. We'll feel our way forward." Out of caution, Chu Han suddenly changed his strategy.
Xu Feng did not ask further questions. He immediately had the front of the team slow down, and everyone entered a wary state of pre-battle readiness.
Yet at this point, they were less than two kilometers from Wu Lingqing's ambush site!
Wu Lingqing and the 400 heterozygotes had been lying in wait here for a long time. None of these heterozygotes had ever operated this way before, and every one of them was growing impatient. They had never imagined that dealing with mere humans would require them to set an ambush.
Just as the heterozygotes' patience had reached its limit, and even Wu Lingqing was finding it unbearable—
Suddenly!
Whoosh!
A figure appeared without warning in the middle of the heterozygotes' encirclement, startling every one of them.