The enemy commander was focused on and hunted, causing the team to beco more chaotic and crazed. They no longer cared about formation or ambushes, knowing they were nearing the valley floor, any ambush should have already been set. They charged fiercely while wildly firing their guns, as if possessed by madness, extrely ferocious.
Luo Zheng saw the enemy completely enraged and was delighted, shouting, "Retreat!"
"Yes!" Everyone didn't know Luo Zheng's plan, but they had absolute trust in him, turning around and running without hesitation. This ti, Luo Zheng did not let everyone stop to counterattack, instead, he charged forward with all his might, quickly catching up with Lan Xue and others who were retreating.
"Grab those who can't run and retreat." Luo Zheng shouted loudly, grabbing a boy who couldn't run and continued to sprint forward. Everyone imitated him, picking up anyone who couldn't run and dashed forward, their expressions stern, filled with murderous intent. The thick sll of blood did not frighten those rescued, instead it provided a sense of security.
Without counterattacks, the enemy pursued even faster and more frantically, perhaps fearing everyone would get away. Their formation was ssier and more irregular, almost a horde advancing, nearly reaching the valley floor. Luo Zheng turned to see a large, dense mass behind him, definitely over three hundred people, and quickly shouted in international language, "Madela, are you ready?"
"Ready, bring it on." Madela shouted excitedly.
Luo Zheng was thrilled, continuing in Huaxia language, "Lead everyone into the valley bottom, climb the opposite hillside and hide in the dense forest, quickly."
"Yes." Everyone replied in unison and stord in, rushing into the valley bottom in an instant. The valley floor had low shrubs and good visibility, but both sides had a thick growth of trees, enough to provide cover.
Everyone exerted all their effort to reach the valley bottom, continuing to dash toward the mountain waist ahead. Luo Zheng carried the boy up in a breath, stopped at the mid-hillside, placed the boy on the ground, saw so own troops hadn't co up yet, and the enemy had entered the valley, his face turned cold, no ti for cover, quickly started firing.
"Should we attack?" Madela's voice rang in the earpiece.
"Not yet, let us handle it, draw more enemies in first." Luo Zheng barked coldly, murderous intent surged out. His rifle seed to have a life of its own, continuously spitting out lethal bullets, knocking the arrogant advancing enemies down, his expression cold, gaze icy as ever.
In an instant, Luo Zheng finished an ammo clip, his sharp gaze fixed on the valley entrance, where more than twenty corpses had already fallen. But more people surged ahead, seemingly fearless monsters, disregarding their lives, Luo Zheng quickly replaced the clip, while shouting, "Have everyone continue climbing up the mountain, counterattack!"
"Yes!" Everyone put down whoever they carried, signaled them to continue climbing, turned to counterattack and assu a defensive posture covering the retreat. With more than a dozen people simultaneously counterattacking, their precise gun skills instantly blocked the enemy charge, corpses gradually piled up like mountains.
However, the enemies were too crazed, completely bloodthirsty, more enemies flocked forward, the distance between the two sides gradually shortened. Luo Zheng saw this and instead of being angry, he laughed, the more that ca, the more successful his plan beca, he couldn't help but shout loudly, "Hold them off, kill!"
Although they didn't know why Luo Zheng wanted to stay and intercept them, everyone chose to trust without reservation, fiercely counterattacked, firmly holding off the enemy's pursuit. The distance between the forces grew closer, more pursuers rushed into the valley, seemingly about to be overwheld.
Luo Zheng saw the opportunity was ripe, shouted angrily into the earpiece, "Madela, attack."
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!" The response to Luo Zheng was the whooshing sound of countless grenades falling from the sky, dense as hail, drawing terrifying trajectories in the air, crashing toward the valley floor with a deathly aura, like the Death God's net enveloping them entirely.
The Mountain Eagle Team saw this and was astonished, forgetting to shoot, quickly realizing it was reinforcents, not aid at enemies of their own, grew excited, shouted fiercely, continued shooting, their spirits soared higher.
The pursuers in the valley saw this too, each stunned, faces pale, forgetting to pursue, forgetting to resist, even forgetting to dodge. Over a hundred grenades smashed down, their deterrence terrifying as hell, the whooshing sound causing ntal collapse.
"Boom boom boom!" The grenades fell among the crowd, detonating with earth-shattering roars, fiery flashes, fragnts flying wildly, wantonly destroying everything around. Then countless screams sounded, shattered limbs flying, blood splashing everywhere, staining the shrubs and the ground, turning the valley bottom into the realm of Shura.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!" The attack didn't stop, another round of grenades was thrown in, shrieking in the air like the Death God sneering, exploding among the people, the powerful shock wave compounded together forming a terrifying storm, sweeping everything indiscriminately.
The dreadful attack didn't cease, another wave of grenades smashed down, giving no ti for the valley floor enemies to react. After three rounds of explosions, the enemies' formation was utterly broken, fearfully turned and fled in disarray like panicked birds, yearning for extra legs.
The fear-stricken enemies scattered frantically, the madness not lesser than before pursuit, quickly realizing the attack originated from the mountain waists on three sides of the valley, whereas the way they ca was attack-free, a path of escape, bursting into joy, each with flushed eyes and gasping heavily, like defeated bulls, desperately charging back on the route they took, fearing any delay might lead to death, utterly losing their fighting spirit.
While running, so saw companions ahead blocking the way, unceremoniously pushed them aside for survival, or simply shot them, this behavior soon sparked a chain reaction, turning the scene completely chaotic.
"Charge up, kill!" Luo Zheng saw the enemy in complete collapse and not retreating orderly, like headless chickens in a panic, was overjoyed, a rare opportunity, rapidly made tactical adjustnts.
Surrounding three sides and leaving one side open was to cause panic through intensive firepower, creating pressure, scaring the foes retreat according to the route they ca, leaving retreating foes to be intercepted layer after layer by hidden forces in the valley corridor. However, panicked foes and orderly retreating foes were completely different concepts. Luo Zheng keenly identified a favorable combat opportunity, naturally not letting it slip, looking at the surrounding brothers; continued shouting, "Brothers, ti to counterattack, charge up with , kill!"
"Kill!" Each person charged into the valley bottom, like tigers down the mountain, their montum rising, murderous intent soaring.
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