Just as Ferrari was gathering the special forces squad to head towards Ba Country, in the Leizi Region, Song Heping and his team also encountered a troubleso matter.
Their current position was not favorable for initiating an attack. To strike at the enemies ambushed around the valley, they needed to select a spot.
Song Heping must circle around to their rear to find the best position for an attack, and launch the attack at five o'clock to cooperate with Ferrari's encirclent.
Ferrari and his team ca from Afghan, moving from west to east.
Therefore, the best position to attack should be on the east, hiding behind the enemy.
But now, they were on the south side.
Not only that, after reviewing the map, Song Heping noticed another thing.
There was a village nearby, located about eight hundred ters to the southeast.
If those Seals who wanted to kill him had placed a mobile unit in the direction of the village, it would pose a significant threat to him.
Once he launched an attack, if there was a mobile squad in the village, they would imdiately cut off his retreat.
In that case, the intended encirclent would turn into becoming the filling of a dumpling.
If such a situation occurred, it would be very unfavorable.
"Willie, we must make a trip to that damned village at four thirty," Song Heping said.
Song Heping pointed towards the southeast.
Willie, of course, understood Song Heping's intentions, and so he asked, "Are you afraid they have people there?"
"Of course, I am," Song Heping said. "Didn't you see outside the village where we stole water? They've colluded with the local militants, and there aren't just a few of them. Let tell you, if it were , I'd also deploy a mobile unit to nd the net in case the ambush in the valley goes awry."
Willie nodded: "Hmm, I would do the sa."
"So, I think there must be so of their n in that village," Song Heping said. "Reach there by three thirty, and if we can finish the battle in half an hour, then we'll head west to stab them in their chrysanthemums from behind."
"If we cause a commotion in the village, the people in the valley will surely co over, and we won't be able to withstand it," Willie expressed his concerns.
Although both of them were equipped with silencers.
But who could guarantee that they wouldn't make a single sound when taking care of those enemies in the village?
As soon as the enemy was alerted and soone fired the first shot, the entire valley region would spring to life. Then, the enemies originally waiting to ambush the two-man team in the valley would be notified via their radio channels and would evacuate the valley at top speed to surround them here in the small village.
"Have you heard of the Heavenly Furnace Battle thod?"
Song Heping suddenly threw out the question.
Willie was confused: "What battle thod?"
"The Heavenly Furnace Battle thod," Song Heping said. "Also known as 'center blossoming.' It's about a battle during our China's resistance against Japan..."
As he spoke, Song Heping suddenly felt that explaining his country's war effort against Japan to this blond-haired, blue-eyed fellow was a thankless task, so he opted to give up.
"Actually, you don't need to know the history. You just need to know that if we really cause a commotion and end up surrounded in the village, there's no need to be afraid. In fact, it might even be better."
"Better?!" Willie was completely baffled.
A two-man group surrounded by dozens of people.
Better?
"My n will definitely be by the valley by four thirty, and the sound of gunfire will direct them to the attack location, saving the trouble of reporting coordinates over the phone. And us? We'll be the bait, while the Seals out to kill us will be the fish. If the bait is not all eaten, the fish will keep biting until they're hooked. My n will pull the line from behind them and finish them off!"
Willie seed to have grasped the idea.
They would use their two-man team as bait, attracting all nearby enemies to attack, while Song Heping's "Musicians" from two special forces squads would have free rein to strike at those Seals from behind.
At that ti, the Seal Team would be concentrating on them and would never expect another elite rcenary special forces squad to erge from behind.
The effect would be ideal.
This was the "good thing" that Song Heping had ntioned.
However, Willie felt this tactic was too risky.
If anything went wrong, neither of them would leave the village alive.
He did not raise any objections.
Just as Song Heping had said, they had no choice.
Once the tactics were decided, Song Heping relaxed.
He and Willie found a concealed spot where they took turns keeping watch and each slept for two hours.
The early hours of three o'clock ca quickly.
Song Heping's digital watch with only a vibrating alarm function buzzed on his wrist.
He crawled up, rubbed his eyes, and then slowly picked up his gear and crouched out of hiding.
Willie was on guard.
Song Heping approached him and said, "Let's go."
"Okay," Willie took a deep breath. "Let's go. Damn it, those who are supposed to die will die, and those who are not won't die no matter what!"
Song Heping didn't waste words. He turned to lead the way towards the village, with Willie hurrying to follow, responsible for guarding the rear, forming a front-and-rear formation for the two-man team.
The oxygen was thin in the highlands, and it took them a full two hours to walk seven kiloters.
Climbing to the crest of the hill and looking down, they could faintly see a small village quietly nestled among the surrounding mountains.
The entire village was enclosed by short evergreen trees and shrubbery, and the low roofs were the best camouflage. If it weren't for the faint light seeping from under the eaves, they definitely wouldn't have detected it from such a distance.
"We've arrived."
Song Heping regulated his breathing, then chose a vantage point with a clear view to lie down.
Reconnaissance was an essential procedure before advancing.
"Shall we proceed down?"
Willie also lay down next to Song Heping.
"First, let's observe."
"Okay."
Willie took out the reconnaissance device, and Song Heping set up the M24 sniper rifle, using the night vision scope to search the village.
After looking for a while, he only saw a woman co out to pour water under the tree roots in the yard; no other signs of people were found.
Only two or three houses in the entire village had lights on.
"It seems deserted..."
Willie was sowhat uncertain.
"No matter, ti is almost up, let's get started."
Once Song Heping made a decision, he never looked back.
Only fools would turn back, not the wise.
"It's even better if there's no one around. Once we confirm it's clear, we'll imdiately attack from behind their position."
"OK!"
Soon, the two arrived at the edge of the village.
There were no lights on in the houses on the edge.
The two, like ghosts, silently moved along the narrow village road, sticking close to the houses...
In the moonlight, their shadows stretched long, looking like two monsters.
Song Heping pricked up his ears, trying to catch even the slightest sound of English conversation.
If he heard English, it ant soone was there.
Suddenly, soone walked out of a house ahead.
Ssshh—
Song Heping fired just one shot.
The man's head burst open, and he fell to the ground, not rising again...
He was a local ard individual with an AK assault rifle on his back, not one of those Seal Team mbers in full Arican gear.
The sound of the body hitting the ground was a bit loud, as the man's gun clattered on the ground.
Song Heping frowned.
It was an unavoidable situation.
The two retreated into shadow, taking up a favorable terrain.
If anyone noticed and ca out to check, the fight would begin.
After waiting for a while, surprisingly, no one ca.
Across the yard, Song Heping heard what seed like a conversation inside, and it wasn't just one person.
It seed they hadn't noticed that their companion who had just gone out was already dead and on his way to Netherworld.
Song Heping gave Willie a tactical hand signal, indicating him to cover one side while he slowly approached the courtyard door.
Willie followed closely behind, taking position opposite Song Heping.
The two faced each other, each able to see the other's rear, occupying positions on either side of the courtyard door.
"GO!"
Song Heping whispered the signal and began breaching with his rifle ready.
As soon as he entered the courtyard, he scanned the surroundings.
No one...
Without stopping, he continued to breach quickly.
Target—The house.
The door was ajar; Song Heping barged straight in.
Four people, in different positions.
But not very separated.
Three sat in the left corner of the living room; one was squatting in the right corner, in front of a stove with a clay pot on top, boiling sothing unknown, the water bubbling inside, filling the room with the sll of at.
Song Heping took a glance and imdiately made a judgnt.
The three sitting on the ground on the left had guns, each resting on their shoulders, with another gun leaning against the wall nearby, probably belonging to the guy cooking.
Ssshh Ssshh Ssshh Ssshh—
Ssshh Ssshh Ssshh—
Ssshh—
Song Heping didn't skimp on bullets, performing a concentrated burst to take down all three n.
The excellent HK416 equipped with a silencer, made a very low noise when fired, which definitely wouldn't be clear in a neighbor's house.
It didn't sound at all like gunfire.
Willie followed up; the guy on the right cooking sothing hadn't figured out what was happening and still looked confused when Willie shot him twice in the head.
Ssshh—
He fell backwards, slumping to the ground.
The two quickly checked the house and found a door, continuing to breach.
This ti, upon entering, Song Heping imdiately spotted soone in the corner with their finger on the trigger, but they hadn't pulled it yet.
Because in the corner was a woman, wrapped in a long cloak, staring at him with eyes full of terror.
"Fuck!"
Song Heping didn't expect it to be a woman.
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