The visibility in the hazy forest was low, but luckily everyone had night vision devices. Luo Zheng led Lan Xue and Hong ihua down the mountain slope, eting up with Ghost Hand retreating from the mountain hollow, and they hurried deeper into the forest. Each person wore a grim expression, lips pressed tightly like blades, running silently like a pack of hunting wolves, and they unknowingly arrived at a hillside. Luo Zheng gestured, and everyone quickly dispersed, hiding in place.
At this point, they saw Snow Leopard leading people to retreat, the enemy was fiercely pursuing, using flashlights and torches for lighting without night vision devices. Though this made them sitting ducks, the army was fearless, fighting hard and fiercely, forcing Snow Leopard to speed up the retreat. If it weren't for Mountain Eagle constantly sniping at the flanks, they'd have been overrun.
"Snow Leopard, scatter to the sides," Luo Zheng commanded coldly.
"Understood." Snow Leopard waved his hand, the team split into two, quickly taking cover to the sides, exposing the enemy army pursuing wildly. In the night, they seed like demons crawling out of hell, the firelight flickered, bullets rained down like a torrent, no less than a hundred people.
"Fire!" Luo Zheng roared, the sniper rifle in his hand unleashed a fury, starting with an incendiary bomb, knocking a Lieutenant commanding troops with his hand down to the ground. Despite the flas engulfing his body, the Lieutenant remained resolute, lying on the ground to avoid disrupting his own troops' formation. Seeing him beyond rescue, soone relieved him of his pain.
Luo Zheng witnessed this scene, his face turning grim. This wasn't a simple army; their determination, ferocity, and fearless attack spirit were not to be underestimated. Facing such a force, retreating wasn't wise, as it would lead to casualties. Yet, waves of enemies were charging up, their dense firelights unsettling. What to do?
At this mont, Ghost Hand led his team in a fierce counterattack, while Hong ihua fired from behind a fir tree. It was her first ti in such high-intensity shooting, feeling exhilarated. In no ti, her clip was spent, and she quickly changed it behind the tree. Then she noticed everyone was using controlled bursts, unlike her sweeping fire. Although sweeping fire could establish concentrated firepower, its accuracy was greatly reduced, and it wasted bullets.
Realizing her combat approach was flawed, Hong ihua swiftly changed clips and switched the firing mode to single-shot, mimicking those around her by raising the gun level with her shoulder, darting out to quickly search and aim before retreating behind the tree. Amidst several rounds of bursts, she quickly found her rhythm.
Soon, Hong ihua emptied another clip, and while changing to a new one, she noticed Luo Zheng and Lan Xue had abandoned their sniper rifles, grabbing Type 95 rifles. The two knelt on either side behind the tree, gun barrels facing forward, rapidly moving and firing in bursts without dodging. Their bullets trailed the gun barrel like automatic fire, astonishing her with their ability to achieve burst effects with single shots. How masterful must their shooting skills be!
Surprised, Hong ihua glanced towards the enemy and saw they were being knocked down, unable to surge forward, as if blocked by two fierce heavy machine guns. This lifted her spirits imnsely, wanting to shout aloud, feeling her blood boiling, and she erged from cover, firing rapid bursts at the enemy.
In the forest, both sides engaged in fierce shooting, one relying on numbers, the other on elevated terrain and precise gun skills. They fought to a standstill. After exhausting a clip, Luo Zheng quickly reloaded, hurriedly assessing the situation. Most of the frontal enemies were taken down, but reinforcents had rushed in. They needed to retreat, his face darkened, as he commanded post-reloading: "Ghost Hand Team, Snow Leopard Team, prepare button bombs."
"Yes." The two teams fired back loudly, their murderous aura surged as if to overthrow the night sky, their guns seeming to gain life, relentlessly spewing deadly bullets.
"Units, follow my command. Button bombs with a one-minute delay, target, fifty ters ahead. Throw in three rounds and retreat. Mountain Eagle, your n cover the rear." Luo Zheng commanded coldly, "Prepare, attack!"
Everyone threw the button bombs, set with a one-minute delay, they wouldn't explode upon being thrown. After completing three rounds, everyone holstered their weapons and turned to sprint back. Luo Zheng noticed Hong ihua hadn't reacted, rushing to her and patting her shoulder, gesturing to retreat. Hong ihua snapped to her senses, shafacedly chasing after them, though she wasn't a combat soldier. This grand-scale battle was her first, and she managed well; no one faulted her.
They retreated decisively, sprinting several ters away in a flash. Mountain Eagle's n fired while retreating, slowing the enemy's pursuit. The enemy noticed the opponents retreating, and under their officer's command, surged forward, shouting. Around them were tall fir trees, providing limited firing opportunities, Mountain Eagle's team simply withdrew.
The enemy rushed out of cover in wild pursuit, unaware of the traps ahead. A mont later, the unit charged straight into where the button bombs fell. Before realizing, deafening explosions erupted, toppling dozens in front, while others ducked for cover.
Mountain Eagle's team seized the chance to escape, racing after their allies. Once the enemy realized the danger had passed, their opponents were already fifty or sixty ters away, difficult to spot in the dark forest. Recognizing their adversary escaped, they didn't give up. The officers quickly organized the pursuit, the walkie-talkie commanded a retreat.
The sudden attack was resolute and highly destructive, leaving the enemy puzzled about the actual number of foes, inconsistent with earlier intelligence about a five-mber squad. This new situation unsettled their leadership, ordering pursuit teams to retract defensively, fearing ambushes, suspecting a tactical trick.
It had to be said, their leadership foresight was keen; Luo Zheng indeed had such a plan, using hit-and-retreat tactics to draw out more enemies, intending to feign with a small squad leading the enemy through the mountains, while others stord into the valley. Unexpectedly, the enemy didn't fall for it.
With no pursuit, they had no reason to continue running. Luo Zheng imdiately ordered the team to halt, instructing vice-captains to tally the results, while he, Lan Xue, Hong ihua, Ghost Hand, Mountain Eagle, and Snow Leopard sat together. Luo Zheng glanced at the panting Hong ihua, concern etched on his face: "Are you okay?"
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