On the battlefield, strength always plays the decisive role. The explosion just now was rely opportunistic. Luo Zheng was well aware that the enemy's forces were strong enough to launch more than three full attacks. Although the one-hundred-ter line still had Button Bombs, they could only block one assault. What about afterward? The enemy had suffered so many casualties, so naturally, they wouldn't just retreat. A fierce battle was about to unfold. It seed that this ti they might really et their end here.
Thinking of this, Luo Zheng surprisingly felt no more worries. Death was but a re consequence, and dying alongside his brothers in battle was an honor. Even on the road to hell, arriving at Yama Palace, they could still kill enemies and continue the fight, albeit in a different place. Luo Zheng's optimistic spirit surged, and his thinking beca much more free.
The difficulty of this mission was sothing Luo Zheng had anticipated from the start. He just hadn't expected it to co so soon. As it turned out, the so-called State Preceptor hiding in the temple was just a trap to lure everyone in. Yin Country had long stationed heavy troops nearby waiting for them. Perhaps due to signal interference, the enemy's troop deploynt wasn't very smooth. Five hundred n had co this ti, and it was possible that more units of five hundred were on their way to provide reinforcents.
"Brother, rember to give a heads-up before the next explosion. That blast was intense," Ghost Hand exclaid excitedly, interrupting Luo Zheng's thoughts.
"Exactly. Even at two hundred ters, it was so powerful. The explosion at the hundred-ter line could likely harm us. Hiding in foxholes, we don't have to worry about the shockwave, but the sonic boom is still terrifying, so we must be cautious," Snow Leopard shouted excitedly, reminding Luo Zheng.
"Brothers, we might not make it through this ti," Luo Zheng shouted bitterly.
"So be it if we can't make it. Dying on the battlefield is also an honor. This isn't sothing to bla on heaven or earth. We've killed so many enemies, and dying at their hands is only expected. There's nothing much to say. Brother, it's all a matter of life and death anyway. Let's enjoy the fight before we die," Ghost Hand said nonchalantly, shouting loudly.
"Right, show all your commanding skills now, for there won't be another chance. Take down a few more with us. Even if we die, let it be grand! I rember there was a Strongest Soldier King who took out over a thousand n on his own. What a spectacle! Too bad we won't see it. We must not sha the na of the National Blade," Snow Bear shouted.
"Alright, let's have a good fight then," Luo Zheng, influenced by Ghost Hand and Snow Leopard, let go of all worries and coldly observed the enemy starting to maneuver in front of them, saying, "When the fight begins, it'll be noisy. You won't hear a word. The mont you see shoot the Incendiary Bomb, imdiately fall back."
"Anything specific about that?" Ghost Hand shouted in surprise.
"No specifics. Fight and retreat simultaneously. Don't wait to die in one place. This valley is several hundred ters deep. Until the last mont, no one should die. If we must die, we die together. That's an order," Luo Zheng said coldly.
"We still have so Button Bombs. We could set up a third defense line to stop the enemy charge," Snow Leopard reminded loudly.
"No, Snow Leopard, Ghost Hand, go, deliver so to Mountain Eagle and Xue Er, prepare so snowballs, stick them to the Button Bombs to use as grenades. They have a height advantage, making it easy to throw. Keep so for yourselves too. Move quickly; the enemy is about to attack. Rember to signal them to retreat," Luo Zheng commanded loudly.
"Yes," Ghost Hand and Snow Leopard responded, jumping out of their foxholes and rushing to the wooden crate to grab the few remaining Button Bombs, dashing to both flanking high grounds. Luo Zheng also rushed to the wooden crate to take the remaining few Button Bombs, jumped into a foxhole, and began gathering ice blocks.
The ice blocks were hard, good for throwing. Attaching a Button Bomb turned them into grenades, very convenient. Before long, Ghost Hand and Snow Leopard rushed down the hillsides and returned to their respective foxholes to prepare. At this ti, Luo Zheng noticed the enemy had reached the four-hundred-ter line, and they hadn't finished preparing. Luo Zheng quickly set up the sniper rifle and aid at the enemy.
"Whoosh!" The sniper rifle fired, and the battle resud. One target was instantly headshot, blood spraying fiercely, a ghastly death. The pursuers were frightened and ducked down on the spot. Luo Zheng didn't stop firing, sending out five sniper bullets in one breath, taking down five enemies.
Seeing only one shooter, the enemy quickly adopted a flanking tactic. Luo Zheng reloaded and continued shooting, blocking the enemy's advance to buy ti for everyone. Minutes later, Luo Zheng saw Ghost Hand and Snow Leopard start to counterattack. Lan Xue and Mountain Eagle on both hillside high grounds also opened fire, clearly ready for combat.
Seeing this, Luo Zheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, stopped shooting, and continued collecting ice blocks, attaching the Button Bombs in preparation for combat, eyes coldly fixating on the fore, silently calculating the enemy's advancing speed and distance. Soon, the enemy reached the three-hundred-ter line. Hundreds of soldiers scattered, their concentrated fire exerting a lot of pressure on everyone. If not for the foxholes, if not for the solid, iron-like ice blocks as bulletproof cover, everyone could have died several tis over.
This ti, the enemy's attack was very determined and well-organized, maintaining so distance between units, alternating cover, and cross-firing. They soon reached the three-hundred-ter line. At this range, the enemy's shooting accuracy increased significantly, putting everyone under even greater pressure, almost pinning them down.
In the face of overwhelming firepower, even great individual combat strength was helpless. Luo Zheng understood this well, continuously firing back. Precision was good if there was opportunity, but in its absence, blind firing was necessary to intimidate the enemy, slow their advance and disrupt their pace. As soon as one clip was empty, he replaced it with another until the magazine was entirely spent.
Now, Luo Zheng noticed enemies had advanced to the two-hundred-ter line, dense fire becoming even more precise in applying pressure on everyone. These enemies grew smarter, dedicating part of their forces for suppressing fire on everyone else, while more crept forward under cover of bodies scattered on the ground.
Everyone's fire was suppressed, making effective counterattack difficult. Only blind firing was possible, though it didn't achieve much. Lan Xue and Mountain Eagle on the high grounds decisively abandoned firearms and took up the pre-prepared Button Bombs, throwing them down into the valley. There was no way to see or observe the enemy as their fire was too intense.
The two threw down over a dozen Button Bombs in one go, causing explosions that terrified the enemy into disarray, significantly reducing suppressive fire. Luo Zheng and the others seized the opportunity to quickly check, and discovered the enemy had reached about the hundred-ter line, shocking them into hurriedly throwing the prepared Button Bombs forward.
"Boom boom boom!" Countless explosions rang out, blossoming red light above the snowfield, engulfing the surrounding lives in a scene of utmost terror.
User Comments
0 comments from readers