"Kill!" Everyone's spirits rose, as if their exhausted strength returned, roaring continuously, shooting and killing the enemies rushing forward, shot after shot to the head, constantly changing shooting positions, darting and running, quick and agile movents, skillfully avoiding enemy bullets, an infinite murderous aura expanding in the air, soaring to the sky as if piercing it, imnse anger boiling up as if to burn the earth.
The squad mbers were few, including Mountain Eagle only eleven, plus Snow Leopard summoned by Luo Zheng, and Luo Zheng himself coming for support, making a total of thirteen. But these thirteen killed with the montum of an army, the firepower was not dense, sotis forced to cease fire by enemy fire, hiding for cover, but accurate kills effectively halted the crazy pursuit of hundreds of enemies.
The enemy was unaware of Luo Zheng's presence, only noticing the squad's sudden burst of montum, and got angry too, shouting chaotically, pursuing even more madly, fearless of death. Luo Zheng had seen such desperate tactics before, understanding their danger, commanded the team to attack and retreat fiercely, unknowingly arriving at the entrance of the canyon, at his order, everyone quickly rushed in.
The canyon was about thirty ters wide, limiting the enemy's ability to deploy their forces, but the enemies, blinded by pursuit, didn't think much and charged forward, afraid of losing the target. With too many forces, they had to chase in batches and echelons, Luo Zheng observing from the front retreat, saw only a hundred or so enemies leading the chase, others falling behind, a distance opened between them, displaying caution, causing Luo Zheng to furrow his brows, concealed behind a rock fiercely aiming and shooting, his expression cold as frost, and murderous.
The others, seeing Luo Zheng not retreating, also found cover to fight back, resolutely halting the enemy's advance. Luo Zheng, after emptying a magazine, quickly reloaded bullets, calmly watching the enemies chasing ahead. If only a hundred were in pursuit, the large distance gap between would ruin the plans, requiring all to be drawn in.
Yet, thirteen simply couldn't hold against the overwhelming onslaught of a hundred, though gun skills weren't as precise, their desperate madness was shocking, along with dense firepower, suppressing any chance of counterattack, the situation was dire. Luo Zheng furrowed his brows, forced to consider the imdiate problems, loudly shouting, "Alternate cover and retreat."
"Yes!" Everyone knowingly responded, beginning an orderly retreat.
The enemies frenziedly charged forward, disregarding sacrifices, shouting eerily, their cries echoing in the canyon like devils roaring, chilling to the bone, pursuing four or five hundred ters, many up front were killed by precise shots, more surged from behind, replacing the front lines to persist the pursuit.
Seeing this, Luo Zheng felt helpless, the enemy extrely cunning, knowing the canyon wasn't spacious, overriding with forces was pointless, instead pressing up a hundred at a ti was more fitting, maintaining a certain distance behind for support as needed. This placed Luo Zheng in a quandary, if they didn't press all at once, plans ahead would face more uncertainty, seemingly, he could only do his best and leave the rest to fate.
"Brother, should we attack?" Ghost Hand's voice sounded in the earpiece.
Luo Zheng knew Ghost Hand was ambushed atop the canyon, attacking could definitely catch the enemy off guard but only eliminate those hundred up front, ultimately useless, rather endangering everyone. He decisively refused, "Not the ti yet, everyone retreat faster."
"Yes!" Hearing this, everyone shouted, vigorously retreating, while shooting at the pursuing enemies, racing through canyon brush like wolves in high-speed hunting, heavy murderous intent like frost.
"Puff puff puff, boom boom boom!" Gunshots, shouts, grenade blasts sounded endlessly, interwoven, the whole canyon boiling, combat intense, heaven and earth seed to change color.
Luo Zheng, at the rear of the retreating team, shooting and commanding everyone to retreat, his expression grave, eyes sharply scanning for enemy key targets, commanders, heavy fire units, etc., once spotted, swiftly attacked, without commanders the team would scatter, chaotically pursuing, this was precisely what Luo Zheng desired.
As they rushed to the canyon's middle, Luo Zheng spotted more rushing in, perhaps thinking reaching the middle ant no ambush, feeling secure. This result delighted Luo Zheng, hidden behind a rock fiercely shooting at the rushing enemies, shouting, "Speed up the retreat!"
"Yes!" Everyone roared, shifting gun barrels to frantically retreat back, running in classic Bullet Avoidance Steps, bending bodies to reduce attack angles, like arrows leaving the bowstring, swiftly distancing themselves. Luo Zheng coldly watched the pursuing enemies, emptied the magazine, no ti to reload, turned and sprinted away.
During retreat, Luo Zheng discarded the empty magazine, swiftly took a new one from his belt, replaced it within seconds, and in that brief ti, he ran nearly a hundred ters, catching up with his team.
"Counterattack!" Luo Zheng shouted fiercely, sliding his foot, agilely hiding behind a rock, raising the gun to counterattack energetically, others also scrambled for cover, rapidly firing back.
The enemy was about two hundred ters away, at this range, the enemy's shooting accuracy was very low, only dense fire sweeping posed a threat. Once sheltered behind rocks, sweep firing's threat diminishes greatly, they rallied to counterattack, shooting the advancing enemies, bullets hitting flesh.
Inside the canyon lay many large rocks, rolled down from the mountainside, these natural fortifications beca their sanctuary, but with too many enemies, magazines emptied swiftly, reloading took ti, which shortened the distance to the foes, Luo Zheng roared, "Retreat further."
"Yes!" Everyone shouted, adjusting gun barrels to wildly retreat, swiftly changing magazines amidst the sprint, skillful movents, sheer speed, boundless fighting spirit burning intensely on them.
Sprinting over three hundred ters, Luo Zheng shouted again, "Counterattack here!"
"Yes!" Everyone roared, scrambling to find cover.
Enemies still pursued madly behind, maintaining around two hundred ters, each of Mountain Eagle Team were snipers, gun skills precise, two hundred ters posed absolutely no difficulties, concealed behind fortifications continued aiming, each bullet roaring away, knocking the advancing foes to the ground.
The endless murderous aura spread like substance above the canyon, mixed with thick blood sll, the entire canyon like a boiling erupting volcano, shouts of kill, gunfire, explosions, extrely tragic.
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