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Such a situation was truly disadvantageous for Qin Fang.

It was absolutely a case of wolves in front and tigers behind. If he couldn't break the situation, he would inevitably be forced to his death in these desolate mountains.

The impact of the recent explosion had already spread, and soon there would likely be police or military approaching this area...

Though this place was remote, it was still within the limits of Capital City. In such a crucial area of the capital, a severe explosion like this was no small matter.

These forces could be considered Qin Fang's reinforcements, but at best they were distant waters, unable to quench the fire at hand...

Ahead, there was a five-man mercenary squad, each member quite formidable. Perhaps Qin Fang could handle them one on one, but together, they were a force he couldn't withstand in a head-on confrontation.

Above Qin Fang, or rather, to his upper diagonal, a very formidable sniper had already targeted his position. Qin Fang could only take advantage of the terrain to hide in the lower part of the ravine, out of the sniper's reach for the moment, but this severely limited his range of movement.

Qin Fang slightly moved his foot, trying to stick to the edge of the rock wall and move directly below the sniper. This way, because of the angle, he could be safer.

Bang~~

A gunshot halted Qin Fang's movement abruptly, forcing him back to his original position.

Clearly, the sniper had seen through Qin Fang's intention. Although he couldn't hit Qin's body, he could vaguely shoot based on the angles reported by his subordinates, forcefully keeping Qin pinned in the corner of this small ravine…

"Damn it, that's ruthless…"

Qin Fang remained highly vigilant, observing his surroundings while also rubbing his injured thigh. The bullet had gone right through, which actually saved Qin a lot of trouble— at least he didn't have to remove it like another bullet that had lodged in the flesh of his back...

The Remnant Wolf Mercenary Corps could say that this was their heaviest loss to date. From a team of twenty-five or twenty-six, only six remained, with casualties over seventy percent—a severe loss since their establishment.

If it had been on the chaotic, dangerous battlefield, such losses were acceptable. After all, even top-ranking mercenary groups in ever-changing battle conditions had been known to suffer losses.

Just like during the initial Iraq War, and the Afghanistan War, where terrifying suicide attacks heavily impacted the world's top mercenary groups. They had unwittingly entered the realm of total war, which led to such outcomes. But today, Remnant Wolf had been bested by a single man.

It wasn't that their organization was inadequate or their command flawed, but that they had encountered Qin Fang, a deviant freak.

"This won't do, I can't just wait to die…"

Qin Fang clearly wasn't one to sit around waiting for death; he was also a fiercely brave man. Now, faced with dangers ahead and behind, he had to find an opportunity to break out.

Breaking through from the front of the ravine was out of the question—those five men had already secured that area. If Qin dared to charge through, it would be a dead end.

"Maybe…"

Qin looked at the rock wall behind the ravine; it wasn't very high, at most about five meters, and somewhat smooth with some weeds and small protrusions that could possibly be used for climbing.

With the sniper dominating from a higher position, Qin was severely suppressed. Once he climbed the rock wall, he would be at a similar height to the sniper, and it wouldn't be clear who could eliminate whom.

"That's the plan..."

Qin felt the feasibility was quite high.

Normally, special forces without tools would find it difficult to climb such a wall, and so would these mercenaries. But for Qin, skilled in martial arts, it was somewhat easier.

"But first, I need to distract that bastard above…"

He had to time it just right since climbing up was extremely dangerous with a sniper rifle aimed at him...

"Use the time he's changing bullets…"

The only chance was to use the brief moment when the sniper had fired and needed to reload. At that time, Qin's main problem would be the five mercenaries opposite him, a significantly lower threat.

"Here goes, all in…"

With no time to waste, if he wanted to evade the sniper's bullets, he needed to take a risk. The timing, motion, and route all had to be calculated with extreme precision.

As an accomplished sniper himself, Qin silently calculated what he himself would need for reaction time were he in the sniper's position, and then planned how to trick the sniper into firing.

After observing his surroundings, Qin's mind raced, working like a supercomputer...

But such a risk was still too great. By Qin's own estimate, charging out and then circling back—if he were the sniper, the probability of survival would be zero.

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