The truck shook violently, and the glass of Song Heping's window suddenly shattered, a wave of heat assaulting him from the back of the truck.
Turning his head, Song Heping saw that the truck had burst into flas, becoming a "fire train."
To his surprise, the truck's power system wasn't damaged and it still could move!
"White Bear, follow the vehicle! Retreat quickly!"
Song Heping lightly pressed on the accelerator, shielding the Seal Team mbers' line of sight with the truck body, and continued to move forward.
White Bear didn't even bother to ask if Song Heping was injured at this point.
Opportunities in battle often vanish in the blink of an eye.
He hastily picked up Grey Wolf from the ground, who scread in pain.
"Endure it!"
After saying this, White Bear hoisted Grey Wolf onto his shoulder like a sack of flour and ran.
Bullets didn't stop coming, still continuously hitting the truck.
The M72 rocket launcher had already taken out the back board, and made the truck's partition cave in but, fortunately, it didn't fall off, so the bullets still couldn't penetrate the vehicle into the driver's cabin.
However, with the fuel tank leaking and the truck on fire, how much longer it would last was anyone's guess, Song Heping included.
The Seal Team actually ca off worse in this exchange of fire.
Although Lawson hit the truck with an M72 rocket launcher, it didn't cause fatal damage, and instead he exposed himself and was taken down by Hunter with a single shot.
Captain Harold reached Lawson's side and found a wound in his throat, from which blood was continuously oozing.
Lawson was unlucky.
If Hunter's shot had hit the body or even the head, he wouldn't have died.
After all, the bulletproof vests and helts used by the Seal Team mbers were top-notch in protective capability.
Regrettably, the shot happened to strike at the very top of the tactical vest, grazing the edge of the bulletproof plate and going straight through, severing the carotid artery.
Before Harold could get out the hemostatic dressings and fillers, Lawson had already passed away.
As of now, the Seal Team had one injured and one dead.
Harold, infuriated, punched the nearby tree trunk.
A frustration surged into his head that he couldn't quite articulate.
"Hold them off! Don't let them escape!"
With now only four mbers still combat-capable in the six-man squad, Harold's ferocious shout was sadly of no use.
Because the people they were up against were not so ragtag army.
They were all top-notch soldiers, originating from Russian paratroopers and Foreign Legion Paratroopers, including a top sergeant from the Selection and Training Unit 203.
At the mont, both sides had four n, with no side holding an advantage.
Song Heping had seen this clearly and knew it was a good opportunity to escape.
If he missed this chance, once the reinforcents from the Civilian Military arrived and Grey Wolf hadn't been evacuated, there would likely be no opportunity to get away.
White Bear finally managed to extricate himself from the situation.
Song Heping drove the truck into a ditch by the road, and then, exiting from the other side, ran into the jungle.
"Let see."
He ran over and crouched beside Grey Wolf to check his wound.
Grey Wolf had already fallen into a coma, a result of blood loss and pain.
It was clear he was severely injured, and Song Heping saw sothing white in the wound, feeling as if his heart was being squeezed at the sight of it, and a heavy discomfort took hold.
That was fragnts of bone.
This shot had shattered the leg bone along with it.
A surge of killing intent, like a gushing spring, beca uncontrollable.
"Disaster Star, White Bear, follow the original plan and retreat north. Hunter and I will hold them off. The way out has been marked to the left on your GPS, follow it and you will definitely et the people coming for us."
"Boss! Co back alive!"
White Bear heavily slapped Song Heping on the shoulder.
"Stop wasting ti like a girl here, rember, just escape!"
The two teams split up.
"Boss, what do we do now?"
"Let's hold them back for now."
Song Heping gestured with his hand: "Follow ."
Under the cover of darkness, the two quickly slipped into the jungle and soon vanished into the night.
An hour later, the three-way intersection where the battle had taken place had completely quieted down.
Two shadows dashed down the hillside at a breakneck speed, moving with agility akin to that of hounds even in the pitch-black night.
Once off the hill, they quickly darted into the woods at the base.
The attire of the two was entirely different from that of Wu Tunqin's reconnaissance soldiers last night.
Purely Arican-made gear adorned them, ard with M4A1 automatic rifles, faces painted with camo paint, heads covered with bunny hats, bodies clad in jungle camouflage, their faces sared with a layer of jungle paint.
Upon entering the woods, they encountered several soldiers dressed just like them.
The pair drew closer and squatted behind so bushes with the leaders.
One of them glanced at his superior and Captain Harold beside him and whispered, "They've left, there's no one on both mountains anymore, probably saw us coming and ran off. Based on the tracks, they're heading northeast, looks like they're trying to cross the border from Jinghong."
These n, clad in jungle camo with no ranks or insignia visible, were indistinguishable as to which unit they belonged to.
In fact, they were part of a special forces unit belonging to the Civilian Military group KIK, codenad "Cobra."
KIK's ties with the Aricans were deep, and the "Cobra" unit received military guidance from the Seal Team and military aid from the United States, making them the most formidable force among the many Civilian Military groups in Myanmar, so much so that even the governnt army dared not provoke them.
Harold turned to the captain beside him and said, "Captain Wu, if we pursue now, we can still catch them. They have one wounded among them; they can't move very fast. Currently, there are only two covering the rear; they should be easy to take down."
The captain being egged on was nad Wu Shengwen, and the words of Harold made him very upset.
"Captain Harold, are they really that easy to deal with?" he asked.
His tone was not straightforward but rather loaded with a deep implication as he looked at the Arican soldier.
Harold's face flushed with heat.
His small unit had been delayed here for a full hour, unable to make a single move.
Each ti they tried to advance, they were driven back by gunfire from the opposite side.
They contemplated taking a detour.
But even the detour was discovered.
Harold couldn't fathom how the enemy managed to hold this three-way intersection with just two n.
Indeed, an old Seal had encountered a new problem.
It was only then that Harold realized that without assistance, it would be tough to deal with those two ghost-like figures hiding in the darkness.
It was clear that Captain Wu Shengwen's words were rhetorical.
If it were that easy, would six Seals have lost two n?
And the remaining four still couldn't handle two others?
Obviously, these were two hot potatoes.
Of course, his displeasure was rely because of Harold's sly attempt to oversimplify the situation and push others into a potentially lethal confrontation.
But as for killing Song Heping and his team, Wu Shengwen was very keen.
When he arrived at the intersection with reinforcents, the sight of the bodies lying askew and the burned-out military vehicles shook Wu Shengwen to the core.
A scouting company of more than a hundred n.
Even though Wu Shengwen seldom took the fighting ability of the scouts and Wu Tunqin's unit seriously, not even a hundred pigs should have died so miserably...
Moreover, Wu Tunqin was his cousin, a relative.
Seeing Wu Tunqin's body, Wu Shengwen couldn't hold back his rage.
The entire reconnaissance company couldn't exactly be called annihilated, but it was virtually a route.
Over eighty dead, twenty-seven injured.
The Seal six-man squad had one dead and one injured.
The most infuriating part wasn't that, however, but rather that one of KIK's God of Wealth, Batchai, was ganged tonight in his own ho along with his guests.
"It's the middle of the night now, and it won't be easy to find them in the mountainous areas at this hour," said Wu Shengwen, gazing towards the distant mountains.
Most of the area consisted of rolling hills; if one purposely avoided towns and traveled through the mountains, catching these few people would indeed be challenging.
"Captain Wu, are you considering giving up?" Harold obviously felt uneasy.
Wu Shengwen replied, "It's not that. I've brought tracking experts with tonight; they can quickly pick up the trail of those guys. They won't escape."
In the midst of the night,
he stood up, turned to the two n who had just returned, and said, "Wen Nai, take a team of twenty from your squad and pursue them quickly. Rember, be cautious. The combat strength of those individuals seems fierce. If you encounter them, don't engage. Just hold them off, send out a signal, and wait for us to co help encircle them!"
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