The rare tranquility on the battlefield allowed everyone to relax a bit. All of them lay close in the trenches, observing the enemy situation. The enemy's positions were silent, as if everyone had suddenly disappeared, with only the crackling sounds of burning trees above the passage echoing through the air. Black smoke spread, and a gentle breeze blew away the intense scent of blood hanging over the forest, slightly alleviating the oppressive atmosphere.
The sunlight quietly watched over the mountains and forests. The battlefield was silent. Under such brutal combat, not even a single wounded soldier remained. At close-range shooting of one hundred and fifty ters, the survival rate for anyone hit was less than fifty percent. Luo Zheng calmly watched ahead, slling the scent of blood in the air, his mood heavy. He couldn't understand what the enemy intended to do.
Quickly, figures appeared up ahead, moving very fast, each running like a cheetah. In the blink of an eye, they charged to a one hundred and fifty ters distance, swiftly laying low and concealing themselves, disappearing from sight. Seeing this, Luo Zheng was greatly shocked and hurriedly commanded through the earpiece, "Be careful, they're experts. Attack one person in groups of three, form teams on your own, two suppress the target, one kills. Do not underestimate them, prepare for combat."
"Yes." Everyone could sense the gravity in Luo Zheng's words and dared not be careless, staying alert.
Luo Zheng checked the ammunition; after the fierce battle just now, all Incendiary Bombs were used up, three Armor-piercing Incendiary Bombs remained, and a dozen ordinary sniper bullets were left. His heart sank, feeling worried, uncertain about the team's ammunition consumption; as he was about to ask, he noticed an enemy quickly move, dashing down and vanishing amongst the trees above the passage.
"Bastard." Luo Zheng cursed coldly and swiftly chambered an Armor-piercing Incendiary Bomb. The battle had reached this point; there was no need to hold back. He quickly moved his gun to aim at the passage, where there were plenty of trees and dense leaves, making it difficult to spot the enemy hiding within. Luo Zheng said coldly, "Xue Er, help with fire reconnaissance on the one hundred ter position up ahead."
"Understood." Lan Xue imdiately put down her sniper rifle, picked up the M4, and fiercely fired at the one hundred ter position ahead. No one else fired, all waiting for the opportune mont, curiously watching this scene.
Quickly, a person suddenly burst out from the pile of trees along the ground passage, his expression stern, killing intent like a rainbow, wildly rushing towards the mountaintop, like a ferocious tiger attacking, moving quickly. Everyone was startled, aiming towards him, but found it difficult due to his rapid speed. At that mont, they understood why Luo Zheng previously requested groups of three, with two suppressing and one killing in mind. At such speed, it was necessary for three to work together. Luo Zheng had prepared for this mont, taking the initiative to attack.
"Whoosh!" The Armor-piercing Incendiary Bomb whistled out of the barrel, carrying Luo Zheng's endless rage, drawing a mysterious line in the void, instantly hitting the chest of the running target. The bullet unhesitatingly pierced through the target's chest, exiting from his back, its montum unrelenting, proceeding further, leaving the target with a bowl-sized bloody hole.
The target's body, straining forward, flew back so distance amidst the gush of blood, crashing heavily to the ground, motionless. Seeing this scene, those around were greatly shocked, glancing towards the direction of the shot, discovering it was Luo Zheng. Instantly, they beca excited, having heard of Luo Zheng's remarkable sniping skills but had never compared themselves openly. The difficulty in locking onto the target was apparent, yet Luo Zheng alone, during high-speed enemy movent, shot and killed with a single move, clearly distinguishing himself, invigorating everyone's spirits, ready to join a grand confrontation.
In ancient battlefields, generals would single-handedly transform the tide of battle, ultimately boosting army morale. In a modern battlefield, it isn't possible to charge into enemy ranks alone, killing repeatedly. Just a burst of bullets would bring foes down. But occasionally, an individual's outstanding performance significantly raises morale.
"Kill!" Gunfire is the command to attack. Teams erupted with unprecedented battle enthusiasm, emulating Luo Zheng and Lan Xue's tactics, forming groups of three, two for fire reconnaissance suppressing the enemy's speed, one responsible for killing, as dense bullets launched towards the enemy positions.
Quickly, people noticed more than twenty enemies erging from the pile of trees along the passage, scattering like fierce, wrathful bulls, charging towards the mountaintop, moving at a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to lock onto. Fortunately, everyone was ntally prepared, locking onto a target with groups of three, effectively suppressing the enemy's offense. But the enemy moved too quickly, zigzagging, dodging, making it difficult to aim and hit.
Luo Zheng hadn't expected so many experts to erge suddenly; the sniper rifle was too slow, so he picked up the M4 and fired at those charging at the front, forcing one to dive sideways, rolling to evade. Luo Zheng's bullets closely followed like maggots in bones, but the opponent's speed was too fast, movent technique agile, rolling swiftly behind a large tree.
At that mont, more enemies rushed from behind, storming along the passage, bullets sweeping the positions densely, making it hard for everyone to raise their heads to counteract. The front twenty-odd experts took advantage to rush out of cover, charging fiercely towards the mountaintop, quickly reaching the one hundred ter line position.
The enemy ca fiercely, storming violently along the passage, with a desperate posture. Luo Zheng was greatly startled and quickly commanded his team for a ferocious counterattack. In a narrow path, the brave prevail. With guns already pointed forward, hesitation or evasion ans quicker death. Under such desperate tactics, it depended on who was more relentless.
"Kill!" Everyone knew the result of the enemy's charge, relying on the trenches for cover, firing fiercely, roaring, infusing their full rage into the bullets, launching them towards the enemy.
Luo Zheng instead stopped firing, calmly watching this scene. The enemies ca suddenly, attacked fiercely, and the ammunition in one magazine was limited; it would soon run out. Once empty, a widespread reloading would occur; the twenty-odd experts upfront could utilize this gap to charge forward. Thinking of this, Luo Zheng roared, "Hook, proceed according to the plan."
"Understood." Hook promptly responded, grabbing the walkie-talkie and shouting.
At this mont, everyone's bullets were just out, countless empty gun sounds echoing in the trenches. Reloading ant the enemies would charge up; even one or two seconds were enough for experts. Everybody quickly pulled out their backup pistols, suddenly hearing Luo Zheng's command, imdiately reacting, quickly retreating to the positions, hiding.
"Da-da-da!" Behind the second-line positions, Hook Tribe's Ard suddenly exerted might, bullets fiercely sweeping towards the front-line positions, while they leaped out from the trenches rushing forward. The distance between the front-line and second-line positions was only thirty ters, watched clearly by everyone; even if shooting skills were poor, they wouldn't hit those hiding in the trenches.
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