Chapter 847: Chapter 847: What Is This Ghost Arrangement
Hua Wushuang and the other two had their heads covered and were shoved into the back seat, sitting close to each other. Although the head coverings blocked their view of the surroundings, they could still gauge the situation somewhat.
The map coordinates surprisingly pointed to a base, leaving the three speechless; the committee was really playing games.
"Senior Brother, what should we do now?"
Huang Shuyao whispered into Hua Wushuang’s ear.
"This might be arranged by the committee."
Hua Wushuang pondered for a moment, concluding that the committee should not have messed up the map or the location.
If they were alone, perhaps they would have worried, but all three had the same map leading here.
This indicates that the committee wanted them to come here.
Li Bielang also whispered, "Senior Brother, Senior Sister, I agree this is likely the committee’s doing. After all, it’s not an ordinary place, and I reckon this is intentional."
"But I can’t figure out why the committee would do this. We’re just martial artists, not soldiers. What’s the point of this stunt?"
"Could they be trying to intimidate us, or is this phase meant as an assessment?"
"But this is the National Martial Arts Tournament. Why include such an assessment?"
Li Bielang couldn’t fathom the committee’s motives; is this really a martial arts tournament?
It seems more like a warrior selection like in TV shows.
"An assessment, but what does it assess?"
Huang Shuyao couldn’t understand, caught off guard by the committee’s sudden move.
"Falcon team, Falcon team."
"Falcon receiving."
In the mountain brush, several special operations squad members in ghillie suits blended seamlessly into their surroundings.
"Another target approaching, attention, another target approaching."
"Understood."
The Falcon team leader responded, "Everyone get ready to hunt again."
"Captain, why are we capturing these rookies?"
A squad member was puzzled; the captives seemed more like civilians than spies, acting all naive.
But under the gun, they were compliant.
"Orders are orders; no more questions."
The commander replied curtly; he too was called in early morning with the task of capturing them.
Clearly, HQ knew someone would come, but if this was for testing, they lacked warrior presence, being more like explorers venturing into the remote mountains.
"Prepare, targets 300 meters away."
"Lei, according to the map, follow this road to the end for the meeting point."
"Hmph, those committee folks really idle, first a cruise keeping us at sea, now a mountain for the final showdown of thirty-six?!"
Yue Lei looked displeased; even they criticized the committee’s antics. Why not just set up a proper stage?
"It’s not just idle; beats getting kicked in the head by a donkey, taking us by surprise unannounced."
A youth, eyes black with fatigue and reeking of alcohol, complained weakly.
In the top thirty-six finals, of those joining later, only two from the Yue Family Martial Arts Hall advanced.
Yue Lei, the hall’s Young Master, and the youth Zhuang Chen, the hall’s top fighter, disciple of the headmaster, were brothers.
Yue Lei snorted, "I told you to rest these days, but you went to party at a nightclub! If not for my call, you’d still be on a woman’s belly."
"In this state, legs can barely stand; watch out if my father finds out, he’d beat you."
"Cough, Lei, let’s not mention this to Master, I was dragged along for it, everyone cheered us on for advancing."
"Besides, those girls last night were really something, heh, such bodies...!"
Zhuang Chen smirked slyly, "Lei, after this, I’ll treat you. You’ll feel like walking on air."
Just then.
Yue Lei’s SUV tire felt odd, but he ignored it, having been modified with special vacuum explosion-proof tires.
"Captain, their vehicle’s tires are specially replaced vacuum proof; our spikes failed."
"I see; let the next team handle it."
The Falcon team leader coldly watched the luxury SUV speed by.
He didn’t concern himself much, knowing beyond this was two more checkpoints; breaking through would be quite daring.
"Another target approaching."
The second checkpoint had barricades manned.
"Stop."
The driving soldier peered towards the barricading soldier, "Buddy, I’m delivering prisoners from the Falcon team, open the gate."
The guard stepped forward, saluting, reciprocated by the Falcon team soldier inside.
But as soon as the salute finished.
The guard swiftly grabbed the other’s wrist, his other hand reaching for the neck.
The Falcon team soldier didn’t expect an attack, caught off guard, fainted immediately.
"Please step down to verify your identity!"
Hua Wushuang and the others heard the driver chatting, then the car doors opened, closing again after a moment, the journey continuing.
Sitting behind, Li Bielang couldn’t hold back, speaking to the soldier driver.
"Brother, where are you taking us?"
"Shut up."
Li Bielang was shut down, powerless against the soldiers’ skillful binding, nearly impossible to escape.
But from the previous conversation, they realized they seemed to have entered the guard’s base.
"Lei, careful."
A tree suddenly fell across the winding mountain road ahead, blocking the path.
Yue Lei braked hard to avoid crashing.
Opening the car door, Yue Lei gazed at the obstructive tree.
"Damn, such bad luck."