Alone on a Foreign Battlefield

A ferocious killing intent flooded the air. The Tiger Army major trembled from head to toe. Though he had fought countless battles and killed men like cutting grass, before this middle-aged man, he still felt extreme terror.

The middle-aged man took a deep breath. "Lewis himself counts as a top-tier expert, and there were over thirty experts around the Red House. How was he taken?"

The major said, "There was no special plan. Just speed! With a flick of his hand, the other side killed the woman in front of Lewis, knocked Lewis down in one move, and when three men from the perimeter tried to rescue him, he killed them on the spot with three hidden weapons in a single move. He took Lewis and jumped out the Window, slipping straight into the flying car brought by his accomplices. Their preparations were extraordinarily thorough. Bombs had been planted in the M300 Air Defense System beforehand, and all aircraft had also been fitted with bombs. They cut off the flying car's own locator. It has now vanished completely!"

The middle-aged man's face turned green. "We were fast enough ourselves. In just two days, we traveled from headquarters to Dulta and infiltrated the Tiger Military Camp. That was lightning speed. Yet they were even faster!"

"Sir, judging by such decisive methods, the people who came must have been Qianlong!" the major said. "What headquarters feared most has happened. How should we handle this?"

"This is Dulta, not Daxia! Even if it is Qianlong, taking Lewis away in one tiny flying car will not be so easy!" the middle-aged man said. "Contact our people immediately. Guard every checkpoint tightly. Any flying car that attempts to cross the border is to be shot down at once!"

"Yes!"

These two were, without surprise, the