In the withered yellow bushes, a few figures lay in ambush, holding their breath, nerves taut, quietly waiting for the enemy who was about to walk right into their trap. Swish swish~
Swish swish~
Swish swish~
There were faint footsteps, slowly drawing closer.
The hidden Second Company members all held their breath.
The footsteps got closer, and closer.
Just then, a gust of wind blew over, making the hearts of the few people in the bushes jolt; they almost rushed out on the spot to have a head-on clash with the enemy.
They stayed put, patiently lurking.
Whoosh—
The wind carried a faint tearing-through-the-air sound, shooting straight toward the bushes!
Bad!
They were exposed!
One boy in the bushes seemed to panic; he rolled with the momentum onto the ground and tumbled into the grass on the side, then quickly found cover. After that, he saw a small group of enemies charging up in a swarm, weapons in hand.
