The battle was extrely fierce. Bullets were like slanting rainstorms, intertwining and emitting a nerve-wracking howl. But no one was afraid, nor had the ti to be afraid. On the battlefield, if you want to survive, there's only one way—to kill the enemy. In such a grand battle atmosphere, everyone's hot blood was ignited, and they wouldn't even consider whether or not they were afraid, roaring as they shot furiously at the enemy.
The coalition this ti spared no expense and went all out, firmly pinning themselves to the passage without retreating, precisely counterattacking. More people climbed up to join the fight, using the fallen trees on the passage and surrounding terrain for concealnt, fighting fiercely without retreat. Soon, Luo Zheng found these people actually starting to dig trenches and couldn't help but tense up with worry.
If the enemy's trench digging were successful, the two sides would be only one hundred and fifty ters apart, causing the advantage of height on the mountain to disappear, making the situation very unfavorable for everyone. Luo Zheng coldly watched the enemy's actions without panic, and quickly thought of a counterasure.
The enemy fought with great resolve; when soone died, another imdiately climbed up to hold the position by carrying out precise shooting counterattacks. Soon, three light machine guns were brought up, and dense bullets like locusts swarming towards the guys on the mountain position, making them all retreat. Seeing this, Luo Zheng was instantly furious, quickly aiming at a person, preparing to shoot but found the opponent had their head exploded by soone. Luo Zheng figured it was done by one of theirs but did not shift his aim. Soon, he noticed soone coming up to continue operating the heavy machine gun and quickly aid, pulling the trigger.
At 150 ters, with no obstruction between, and the trees all blown down, such shooting conditions posed no difficulty for Luo Zheng. At this mont, Luo Zheng found that having a passage wasn't actually too bad. The only regret was that all the traps were gone. Gazing furiously, he noticed the other two light machine guns had fallen silent too, and then continued observing the enemy digging the trenches.
Those digging trenches were completely invisible, presumably working prone on the ground, with dirt being shovelled away rapidly. The trench could be completed soon, and this issue needed to be solved promptly. RPGs were a bit premature, grenades were slightly out of range, sniper rifles couldn't reach; it was indeed a tricky situation.
"Why are the enemies digging trenches instead of attacking all out?" Lan Xue suddenly whispered.
Luo Zheng was startled, suddenly rembering that the coalition had tried to use Lang Sen for communication to coerce Hook. He instantly realized a problem: the coalition didn't fully trust Hook. Digging trenches was to preserve their own strength, evidently trying to exert pressure through the trenches to force Hook's hand and then wipe out everyone in one fell swoop.
Such ruthless thods left Luo Zheng inwardly shocked. He couldn't help but look towards Hook beside him. Hook seemingly comprehended what was happening, his face turning iron grey, feeling fortunate internally. Thankfully, he chose not to betray; otherwise, after a successful counterattack from behind, he'd face the coalition's deadly assault alone. With trenches dependance, the coalition's strength would be preserved, and he wasn't a match for them. Thinking of this, Hook couldn't help but break into a cold sweat, feeling soone's gaze, he turned to look and found it was Luo Zheng. He awkwardly smiled bitterly, "Reliable old friends are indeed trustworthy. These bastards—what should we do?"
"No rush." Luo Zheng replied coldly, his gaze as sharp as a torch, looking towards the battlefield again, realizing while the enemy's shooting was precise, his side wasn't bad either. Using trench reliance had caused significant loss to the enemy; however, this advantage would be nearly negligible once the enemy's trench ford. The issue needed resolving soon. Suddenly, Luo Zheng's face turned severe, shouting, "Scholar, arrange the people, RPG, blow it for ."
"Yes." The Scholar roared angrily, not arranging for others but personally lifting an RPG. A comrade rushed up to load the rocket, and after loading, patted the Scholar's shoulder indicating readiness. He quickly withdrew into the trenches for concealnt.
"Boom!" The rocket whistled away, drawing a long tail fla, precisely landing on the enemy's position below, dirt flying, and the enemies digging trenches were blown away.
Upon witnessing, everyone was greatly invigorated, and Luo Zheng smiled too. The enemy digs, we blow them up; let's see who lasts till the end. Suddenly the enemy position ceased shooting, everyone tightly embraced the cover behind without moving, with only smoke swirling. A depressing atmosphere brewed in the air.
"Huh?" Luo Zheng looked at this scene in surprise and ordered the team to temporarily cease fire too.
At the foot of the mountain, Jackson stared at the blown trench, which had barely taken shape. Jackson didn't expect Luo Zheng had rockets, his face turning grim and chilly. He very much wanted to ask how many rockets exactly Luo Zheng carried. Nearby, the Arctic Bear Captain sneered coldly, knowing the battle turned out this way, Jackson had to bear full responsibility.
International representatives clustered behind Jackson awaiting orders, with so many fallen comrades who once shared life and death, they internally harbored hatred, itching to rush in and fight.
The enemies originally had no grudges, but because of different identities and stances, ford unending hatred, only washable by the blood of the opponent; the sa was true for both Luo Zheng and the coalition.
Unconsciously, Jackson's gaze shifted towards a ninja-dressed person, his expression turning respectful. After a mont's consideration, he seriously asked, "Master, could you act?"
"Ti?" The opponent seemingly unwilling to speak, profoundly spat out two words.
Jackson dared to bare fangs at anyone but wouldn't offend this ninja with a footboard, respectfully said, "I'll organize a fierce attack; could you mix in the team then and rush up to assassinate the enemy leader, our common target? Once the target is dead, victory will be ours."
"Hmm!" The person in ninja attire indifferently humd, saying no more.
Knowing the other agreed, Jackson's heart eased, looking towards the mountain, curious how Luo Zheng held on, why they were so united? Reflecting on his side, outwardly harmonious, but secretly everyone had their own calculations. Thinking of this, Jackson's expression turned unpleasant before coldly stating, "Trench tactics might not work; soon my n will lead the charge. Snow Bear, dare you advance?"
"No need for a challenge trick, just let your n advance; we'll check who reaches first on either left or right," Snow Bear Captain retorted, not hiding the disdain inside.
Jackson rarely bothered acknowledging the opponent, instead looked towards others, coldly stating, "This battle is crucial; I hope everyone will continue the aggressive efforts and cooperate sincerely to strive to completely attack in one go."
"Yes." Everyone saw Jackson put his n first; no reason to object, all agreed.
After arranging each nation's attack order, Jackson, his gaze sharp, looked towards the summit, secretly said, "Friend, our contest officially begins, hope you don't disappoint ."
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