356: Chapter 356 Someone Will Take Care of Them

Hall didn't move, the muzzle of his gun still pressed against it.

"Hall, don't act rashly for now." Zhao Qiming took another two steps closer, "Killing him right now is useless."

Hall's eyes rolled over, staring at Zhao Qiming.

Zhao Qiming raised a finger and pointed towards the top of the cliff, "Those traces are too obvious."

Hall's eyebrows squeezed toward the middle for a moment, signaling him to continue.

Zhao Qiming continued, "The freshly broken vines, the clear footprints in the mud, the neatly crushed direction of the bushes..."

Zhao Qiming pulled his hand back, "Would someone who can dodge bullets, leading a group of people to run away overnight, be foolish enough to leave footprints this clear?"

Hall's muzzle moved two inches away from Kaman's forehead, but he didn't put it away.

Zhao Qiming struck while the iron was hot, "He is baiting you."

"Baiting me?" Hall looked completely puzzled.

"He wants you to see this path, and wants you to send everyone up to chase him."

"All your people go up to the cliff top, the beach becomes empty, he runs out of the Karst Cave, rushes down the front slope, and then escapes."

Hall's lips moved slightly, and the gun was slowly put away, tucked into the holster at his waist.

Kaman collapsed on the ground, his legs shaking so hard he couldn't stand up, and a large patch of clothes on his back was soaked through.

If it weren't for Zhao Qiming, there definitely would have been a hole in his head today.

Zhao Qiming squatted down, picked up the binoculars from the ground, dusted off the sand, and handed them to Hall, "I think they probably haven't run away yet."

Hall took the binoculars, didn't raise them, but squeezed them in his hand, "Are you sure?"

"Not sure." Zhao Qiming shook his head, "But there's a way to verify it."

He lifted his chin toward the Karst Cave direction, "Send a few people up to charge once, just like yesterday, up the front of the slope. If there's anyone inside, they will shoot back. If no one is there..."

Zhao Qiming stopped talking there, knowing that Hall understood his meaning.

Hall raised the binoculars back to his eyes, staring at the dark Karst Cave entrance for over ten seconds.

"Kaman."

Kaman climbed up from the ground, his legs still shaking, "Sir."

"Take a few people up and scout for me." Hall put down the binoculars and reached out to pat Kaman on the shoulder with enough force to make Kaman stagger forward, "If they really ran away, I'll definitely blow your brains out..."

"Yessir!"

Kaman turned around, casually pointed at five people, bent over with his gun raised, and ran toward the slope.

...

Inside the Karst Cave, Zhou Kai squatted in the blind spot of the cave entrance, his yellowish-green vertical pupils staring below.

Five subordinates in black were climbing up the slope, their movements much more careful than yesterday, spacing themselves a few meters apart, and Kaman was naturally the last one.

Zhou Kai turned back to look at Lin Fan, "Brother Fan, five are coming."

"Get ready to fight."

Zhou Kai grinned, picked up the AK captured yesterday from the ground, stuck out half of the barrel, and didn't even aim much.

"Da da..."

The first head just exposed itself over the platform and was mowed down on the spot.

The few people behind hit the ground reflexively, and Kaman gave the order from behind, "Retreat, retreat."

...

On the beach.

Kaman returned to the junction, the expression on his face changing from fear to a sense of relief.

He ran back in front of Hall, panting heavily, "Sir! They are still inside! They opened fire! They're still inside!"

Hearing this, Hall leaned back slightly, a muffled laugh escaping from his chest.

"Ha..."

He slapped his thigh, turned around to look at Zhao Qiming, "Zhao! You guessed right! They're still in the cave!"

Zhao Qiming nodded, but his lips were pressed together, not laughing along.

Hall was happy for a few seconds, then suddenly clapped his hands.

"Kaman!"

"Sir!"

"Take half the men up to the cliff top." Hall raised his hand and pointed at the climbing route deliberately exposed by Zhou Kai, "Block the cliff top and the back mountain for me."

Zhao Qiming's eyelids twitched; something felt a bit wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it. He opened his mouth, "Hall..."

"Zhao, you don't need to say much." Hall turned his head and looked at him with a smile,

"The analysis just now was very good, it was a trick. They wanted to trick me into sending people up and then run away from the front."

He raised an index finger and waved it in front of Zhao Qiming, "But they are too stupid."

Hall turned and walked toward the camp direction, saying as he walked, "You countrymen are always like this, always treating others like fools, little realizing that you are the fools yourselves."

He stopped his steps and looked back toward the Karst Cave direction.

"That path was discovered by me, so it's no longer his escape route, it's my encirclement net."

Hall opened his arms and made a closing gesture.

"The cliff top is blocked, and the front slope is blocked. With no water and no food, what's the difference between staying in the cave and a grave?"

He tilted his head to look at Zhao Qiming, exposing his front teeth.

"How does that phrase of yours go again? Weng... Catching turtles in a jar?"

Zhao Qiming stood in place, the muscles at the corners of his mouth twitching twice. You're so smart!

Smart enough that the person up there didn't even make a move, and almost made you lose a general.

Zhao Qiming watched Kaman lead dozens of people running toward the cliff wall, and watched the number of people left in the front decrease by half.

He wanted to say that dividing troops was a major tabu, wanted to say that if the people on the cliff top were ambushed by that three-meter-tall wolf, the people below wouldn't have time to reinforce them, and wanted to say that sending half of the firepower up would cut the frontal suppression force in half, what if that man rushed down.

But he didn't say it; he wanted to let him pay for his stupidity.

...

Inside the Karst Cave.

Zhou Kai lay prone on the edge of the cave entrance, his yellowish-green vertical pupils staring toward the cliff wall.

More than thirty soldiers in black were climbing up along the tracks he deliberately stepped out last night.

He retreated and walked in front of Lin Fan.

"Brother Fan." Zhou Kai squatted down, his voice suppressed, "They went up, more than thirty of them, climbing toward the cliff top."

Lin Fan nodded.

"How many are left below?"

"There should be more than thirty as well."

"Brother Fan." Zhou Kai rubbed his hands, "Once the people above climb up, they will block the cliff top, and our retreat route will be cut off."

"Why don't I take advantage of the people below being unprepared and rush down to finish off that pirate leader."

Lin Fan put away the dagger and tucked it into his waist.

He raised his head, glanced at Zhou Kai, and smiled, "We don't need to do it ourselves... Someone will take care of them..."