On the battlefield, it's either you die or I perish; hesitation is the greatest taboo, it can doom the entire army. As a Commander, you need to weigh decisions, exchanging the smallest price for the greatest benefit. The tactics Luo Zheng provided were based on this consideration, but only those with courage would adopt them, as it ans sending so people to die. Luo Zheng didn't expect Hook to swiftly make a decision; he smiled unconsciously — decisiveness in slaughter is a quality a hero should possess.
The orders were quickly distributed, and the Hook Tribe's Ard forces, who had crawled to the front of the enemy position, suddenly rose from the ground, roared and charged fiercely, firing violently at the enemy. Both sides were about fifty ters apart; if they could advance another twenty or thirty ters, it would pose a fatal threat to the enemy. But this required ti, and the biggest lack was ti — enemy reinforcents could arrive at any mont, forcing them to attack using this thod.
The sudden assault by nearly a hundred ard individuals caught the enemy off guard, but they fiercely counterattacked. Hook's expression turned cold; he shouted furiously, and the reserve team roared and rushed out of the cover, charging forward, each emitting strange cries. The sound spread far under the night sky, as if Death God were shouting, extrely terrifying.
Ard fighters in other areas also attacked desperately, charging and hitting forward fearlessly, screaming strange cries, fiercely themselves, like beasts. Gunfire, explosions, and shouts intertwined, reaching far, and a bloody murderous atmosphere spread, filling the entire night sky.
In this life-and-death battle, for survival, both sides erupted with terrifying potential, with reddened eyes. But the Hook Tribe had an advantage in numbers, their weapons were also not inferior — all automatic rifles. With Luo Zheng's tactical command in place, the sudden assault of the attackers caught the enemy in disarray.
Soon, the reserve team also charged forward, and the dense bullets quickly threw the frontal defense of the enemy into confusion. So started retreating but were soon shot dead, while more were pinned under the fortifications by suppressive fire and dared not move. The first ones charged up, howling like hungry wolves, storming into the enemy's fortifications, and the enemy raised their guns to surrender, shouting sothing.
For Sam Country, where human rights are paramount, surrender is nothing, and the country permits it; the military does not sha surrender. But the Hook Tribe's people had reddened eyes; unable to understand the enemy's language, they rushed in and fired indiscriminately, directly turning those before them into sieves. Terrified, more people ran about chaotically, but where could they outrun bullets?
The enemy's defeat was like a collapsing mountain; after the frontline was broken through, the Hook Tribe's people howled and stord the still-resisting enemies. Luo Zheng's heart settled, and under the encirclent from all sides, the enemy couldn't turn the tide. Seeing Hook's cold face, constantly glancing over the fallen, he appeared very distressed.
Issuing orders is one thing, but witnessing brothers fall due to one's orders, no one can remain calm. Luo Zheng did not step forward to comfort him; so things must be experienced, felt, and if you endure it, you beco stronger, more equipped with the qualities of a leader. This is the price of growth, and more so, a hero must go through this.
Hook also slowed his pace, did not issue orders to collect prisoners. Naturally, the tribe's ard forces did not let up, continually chasing down targets, and the encircling troops also charged. The battle gradually entered its final phase, with only small groups of remnants still desperately resisting. In a cornered situation, the burst of human power is astonishing.
However, these resistances posed little threat to the Hook Tribe, who were similarly blood-eyed. Everyone charged in, deploying grenades, and the entire battlefield quickly quieted down. Luo Zheng calmly watched this scene, silently standing beside Hook, sensing a change in Hook's aura. He couldn't help but look over, finding Hook's face much firr, eyes full of murderous intent; he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Having endured, Hook had not been broken but beca stronger and more decisive, coldly shouting several orders into the walkie-talkie, transmitting orders to grassroots officers. The troops imdiately took action, scattered out, searching everywhere for sothing. Seeing this, Luo Zheng smiled; Hook's maturity gave Luo Zheng hope.
"Old friend, you have given a vivid lesson. I must thank you," Hook said gratefully to Luo Zheng, his expression relaxing a bit.
"No need to be formal, we are friends, we are brothers," Luo Zheng said earnestly.
"You're right, we are brothers; you will always be my good brother. I've already issued orders for everyone to clean the battlefield, collect weapons, and have my Guard search for RPGs and heavy machine guns for anti-air weaponry and imdiately set up anti-aircraft positions. Is there anything overlooked?" Hook said gratefully.
"Do not clean the battlefield yet; imdiately reinforce the fortifications and prepare for anti-air," Luo Zheng hurriedly said.
As soon as the words fell, cheers were heard, and Luo Zheng looked over in surprise, noticing a group enthusiastically carrying RPGs, soone holding rockets, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, calling out to three brothers: "You three go there imdiately and assist them in setting up anti-aircraft positions."
"Yes," the three quickly agreed, rushing up eagerly.
Luo Zheng gave the orders in an international common language, which Hook heard distinctly. He imdiately communicated with his troops via walkie-talkie, letting everyone follow the three's instructions while having others imdiately reinforce the fortifications. Luo Zheng did not intervene but waited patiently, sweeping the battlefield with a cold gaze. Suddenly, he glanced at the bodies strewn across the ground, an idea struck him, and he said, "Hook, use the enemy's bodies, put them on the fortifications to let the enemies see. The enemies won't fire seeing their own."
"Great idea," Hook exclaid with joy and quickly transmitted the orders.
Everyone sprang into action, the collapsed fortifications were restored, enemy bodies tossed onto the fortifications, piled haphazardly, and the anti-aircraft positions were hastily deployed. There were three positions in total, each commanded by one of the three brothers, with anti-air mbers all from the Hook Guard. Each position had about thirty people, all ard with RPGs, and as Hook's Guard, everyone knew how to use these weapons.
Everything proceeded tensely but orderly; Luo Zheng watched the night sky coldly, his heart clenched. The enemy could arrive at any mont, whether they could endure depended on the enemy's arrival ti. If given ten minutes, Luo Zheng believed there would be no problem, unless the enemy dispatched fighter planes or tactical missiles for bombing — then nothing could be done; the tense mood filled his brain, his gaze sharpening.
Vaguely, Luo Zheng saw lights flickering in the night sky, initially mistaking them for stars; startled, he quickly realized and shouted: "Enemy ard helicopters are coming, everyone hide, no running randomly."
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