The rain poured down like a torrent, the entire sky seemingly transford into a world of rain, the earth a gray haze with extrely low visibility, the sound of rain pattering and wind roaring filled the ears. Upon a certain mountain ridge in the endless mountains, Luo Zheng and the others stood proudly under the ghillie suits, calmly watching ahead, eyes full of intense battle spirit. Originally, the plan was just to bombard the airport and destroy the enemy planes, but one casual remark from Lan Xue made Luo Zheng change his plan.
If the fighter jet heist truly succeeded, it would undoubtedly be a morale-boosting achievent, significantly damaging the enemy and potentially altering the entire battle situation, greatly boosting morale for the Hook Tribe and aiding future discoveries. Why not try such a promising venture? Even if the ambush fails, missile strikes on the enemy airport will follow, having little impact.
Thinking of this, Luo Zheng quickly ford a plan, and said to Ghost Hand, "Your team will be responsible for destroying the cables. Mountain Eagle, Snow Leopard, your teams will lead the charge with . Wei Jian, bring your team closely following us."
"Yes." Everyone imdiately responded.
"What about us?" Hook hastily asked, feeling it would be a great loss not to be involved in such a big operation. Hook didn't want to miss this chance to make a significant na for himself, and quickly said, "My team will go too."
"Everyone will go, but must follow the combat sequence, not rush all at once. Not everyone from your team has anti-infrared combat suits, so to be cautious, your team will be assigned last. Scholar, Farr, Monk, and Gardener's people will be in the middle. Any questions?" Luo Zheng explained.
"No." Everyone answered in unison, even the Scholar and others lying in ambush at a distance learned of the combat plan through the earpiece, agreeing with intense battle spirit in their words.
"Ghost Hand, your team goes first. Everyone else quickly disperses and converge on ." Luo Zheng said solemnly.
"Yes." Ghost Hand answered, hurriedly turning around to contact his group, telling them to co and rendezvous with him, charging towards the cables. Success hinges on whether the cables can be destroyed; Ghost Hand was well aware of his responsibility and pressure, not daring to be careless.
The cables were sowhat far, requiring ti to move there, everyone patiently waited—though the heavy rain posed challenges, it also provided concealnt. As long as they didn't move, the enemy would find it difficult to notice them. After about half an hour, the main force dispersed and converged, each appearing like a leopard amidst the rain, calm, resilient—while the fiery battle spirit did not extinguish because of the rain.
Everyone concealed themselves in place, awaiting orders. Scholar, Gardener, Monk, and Farr quickly charged from different positions. Amidst the rain, they appeared like hunting leopards, suddenly stopping two ters from Luo Zheng, eyes eagerly watching him. Scholar was the first to speak, "Brother, let us lead the charge?"
"Military orders are unyielding, what has been deployed can't be changed; otherwise, how can we command battles in the future? You don't have enough capability to compete with us." Snow Leopard said discontentedly, knowing that leading the charge bore the greatest recognition, the top honor; as soldiers, no one wished to hand over the top honor to others.
"Alright, you go ahead, whoever charges fastest when the battle begins, we'll see." Scholar knew of Snow Leopard Team's combat prowess, didn't press further but said defiantly, "If my brothers charge ahead of yours, then don't bla for being impolite."
"That's your skill." Snow Leopard said nonchalantly, not taking Scholar's words to heart. In Snow Leopard's view, it would be impossible for the renowned Soldier King unit to be overtaken by the brothers' units on the field. Looking at Mountain Eagle, Snow Leopard continued, "Brother, your gun skills are excellent, just follow behind us for fire support?"
"No need, we'll rush in directly to solve the problem." Mountain Eagle said coolly with confidence.
Snow Leopard dared to challenge Scholar, but not Mountain Eagle; mainly because Mountain Eagle Team consisted purely of snipers, masters of concealnt and boasting extraordinary gun skills. In this heavy rain, affecting visibility and hearing, coupled with suppressors, Snow Leopard believed Mountain Eagle Team were indeed death gods, capable of silently reaching the enemy.
"Alright, stop arguing." Luo Zheng noticed the morale's usability, relieved, stepped out to settle the disputes and said, "Brothers, each has their strengths, no need for argunts. Mountain Eagle, your team move quietly to resolve the battle. Snow Leopard, your team follow for aid. Once the front line is broken, charge towards the banquet hall, block everyone inside—kill any resisters without rcy."
"Understood." Mountain Eagle and Snow Leopard promptly responded.
"Scholar, your team follow to assist action." Luo Zheng considered Mountain Eagle and Snow Leopard's twenty combined, insufficient manpower, and as Scholar's team suffered heavy losses, retaining around fifty combatants—the best option for complenting the insufficient manpower while venting inner hatred.
"Yes." Scholar, greatly pleased, promptly agreed.
"Hook, arrange for fifty more to assist them. Farr, your team handle the left command center. Monk, your team manage airport patrols and staff on the right. Gardener, your team aggressively attack ahead, swiftly eliminate the enemy barracks opposite. Hook, deploy one hundred to aid Farr's action. Others follow for rearguard, protect anti-aircraft forces and be ready to execute the second plan anyti." Luo Zheng continued.
"Yes." Those nad uttered in agreent. The airport was sizable; according to the map, the left housed the command center, the right the runway. These targets had few personnel; Farr and Monk each leading a hundred Special Forces were ample for these targets; the chief threat lay in the frontal barracks. Gardener, adept at offense, was best for handling this task. To ensure security, Luo Zheng pulled one hundred from Hook for assistance.
After assignnts, Luo Zheng simulated the battle plan, identifying the frontal barracks as the critical point—the enemy's concentrated area. From the gate ahead was so distance; if the enemy reacted in ti, it would spell trouble. Thinking so, Luo Zheng looked at Wei Jian and said, "Your n prepare for support. Once at the airport gate, each must launch a missile to destroy the enemy camp before proceeding."
"Yes." Wei Jian, understanding the importance, answered solemnly.
At that mont, word from Ghost Hand ca through the earpiece that they had reached position, ready to act anyti. Luo Zheng delighted, glanced sharply around the group, and said with fierce determination, "This battle is crucial, victory only, no defeat allowed. Solve the battle as fast as possible, be careful. Ghost Hand, act now. Brothers, move!"
"Yes." Everyone responded in a cold tone, faces grim, their killing intent sharp as frost.
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