Suddenly, the ard militants who appeared were very fierce. More than two hundred people surrounded them from all directions, their ferocious firepower wreaking havoc on the hillside. The hillside responded with retaliation, accurately shooting down the boldly charging assailants. There were too many attackers, and their morale was high—soon, they were less than three hundred ters from the hill.
Luo Zheng and his companions hid in the bushes, constantly dodging the rushing attackers, clearing the way to avoid exposure. The attackers focused all their attention on the hillside. The surrounding bushes were dense, allowing everyone to hide carefully without being exposed. After the group roared past, everyone secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
"Boom, boom, boom!" Suddenly, the sound of shells being fired rang out. Luo Zheng was shocked and saw five portable artillery guns unleashing their power. The shells tore through the air, whistling as they carried the grinning smile of the Death God, exploding into bursts of firelight upon landing, sending shrapnel flying and smoke enveloping the area.
After firing a round of artillery, these people imdiately moved positions. They rapidly disappeared under the cover of the bushes. Luo Zheng, seeing this scene, was greatly alard and quickly called everyone through his earpiece to gather. They crouched on the ground, backs against each other, vigilantly observing their surroundings. Lan Xue asked in a low voice, "The assault of this group is fierce, like they're engaging in conventional warfare. I think the people on the hillside can't hold out."
"Special operations and regular combat are completely different matters. With such tactics, the people on the hillside definitely can't hold out. If they all die, it's disadvantageous for us as it reduces the force suppressing the Wolf King. Now, the biggest threat to the hill is those five artillery guns. I suspect these people are the sa ones we saw before. I propose we take out the artillery," Luo Zheng calmly analyzed, his face full of murderous intent.
"Agreed." Everyone felt a sorrow reflecting the idea of the last fox mourning the death of the last rabbit. Although the hillside fighters were from Sam Country and had deadly feuds with the team, if they were all killed by the Wolf King's n, the remaining few would be weak and future battles would be unmanageable. Currently, the Wolf King had the advantage, and it was more beneficial for everyone if the Sam Country team survived.
This kind of simple reasoning was clear to everyone, and they all agreed with Luo Zheng's suggestion. Luo Zheng saw the artillery change locations and continue firing. His expression turned cold as he instructed, "Let's carefully approach them quickly and engage in silent combat."
"Understood." Everyone agreed and pulled out their military knives, moving forward like sneaky cats, advancing dozens of ters in an instant with the cover of the bushes.
Soon, the artillery group appeared in the brush ahead, preparing to retreat after firing. There were five guns, each manned by a gunner and an assistant gunner, plus a guard, totaling fifteen people. A direct attack would expose them and was not easy to execute. Luo Zheng's expression darkened, he sheathed his military knife, drew his pistol, attached the suppressor, and whispered into the earpiece, "Use silenced pistols, everyone get ready."
All personnel switched to silenced pistols and cautiously moved forward. At that mont, the gunners and assistant gunners were squatting in the bushes packing their equipnt, the guard vigilantly looking around. Gunshots rained like hail, grenades incessantly exploded, and the shouts and cries of battle were deafening—it was intensely fierce. Luo Zheng peered through the bushes and, seeing a rare opportunity, coldly ordered, "Attack."
"Pfft!" Everyone fired almost simultaneously, striking the guard in the head, instantly killing him. The gunners, seeing the guard fall, instantly beca alert, scrambling for their weapons. At that mont, Luo Zheng and his team pounced like cheetahs, their silenced pistols like deadly claws rapidly killing their prey.
"Pfft, pfft, pfft!" All the gunners collapsed, a bullet in each of their brows, staring bewilderingly at the attackers as they succumbed, their eyes unblinking in death. With Luo Zheng and his team's attack capabilities, these n stood no chance of fighting back.
The team approached the fallen artillery operators. Luo Zheng examined the bodies, which included mbers of the Yellow Race, Black n, and Caucasians, all robust with calloused hands—a clear sign of seasoned combatants. He turned to look at Lan Xue, who, after observing them, grew serious and noted, "A mix of different races, it seems that the Wolf King has called people from other bases."
"Oh? Why?" Luo Zheng asked in surprise.
"For the sake of convenience in operations, the Wild Wolf rcenary Group recruits people from the local region at all its major bases. For example, at the base we wiped out last ti, everyone was of the Yellow Race from Asia. They can blend into the crowd without being noticed easily. If you swapped them with a Black Man in our country, they'd be recognized imdiately, making it extrely difficult to move," Lan Xue explained.
Luo Zheng imdiately understood, and after pondering for a mont, he said, "We must withdraw from the battlefield imdiately. We helped them by dealing with the artillery; the rest is up to them. By doing this much, we have done our duty. With their attack power and thods, they should not lose."
"It looks like the Wolf King wants to wipe out all the teams," Lan Xue said worriedly.
"Let's talk about it after we retreat from the battlefield," Luo Zheng responded coolly.
Everyone swiftly retreated about five hundred ters under the cover of the bushes. At Luo Zheng's command, everyone spread out and took cover, pulling out their sniper scopes to observe. The Wolf King's n had already attacked the base of the slope. Without the suppression of artillery, it was not easy to ascend the slope, and a few intense individuals charged up, but were quickly taken down by precise shots to the head.
From their advantageous position on the slope, the contending team had better visibility and accurate gun skills. Under this desperate counterattack, they managed to hold back the advances of the Wolf King's n. Luo Zheng observed that the firepower from the hillside was fierce, and there appeared to be a considerable number of people — the team previously hidden at the base of the hill must have also retreated upwards. At this critical juncture of life and death, they actually burst forth with formidable fighting strength.
"If this goes on, the team will eventually be overwheld," Lan Xue said with concern.
"No, you're wrong," Luo Zheng calmly rebutted while cleaning his gun; sensing Lan Xue's gaze, he turned his head to see it was true. After musing for a mont, he explained, "The Wolf King would not engage in a losing business. This tactic resembles the wolf-pack strategy, where wolves surround prey from all sides. Once the prey shows ferocity, they open up a gap, allowing the robust prey to escape, consuming those that cannot run and then continue the chase until all the prey are killed."
"A terrifying wolf-pack strategy," Lan Xue comnted worriedly. "If we encountered it, it would also be quite problematic. Do you have any strategies to break it?"
"There's basically no solution except to fight hard. Attacking the lead wolf is also a good option, but I paid attention earlier and couldn't find the commanding officer. Evidently, the Wolf King's n are very wary of snipers, having hidden their battlefield commanders," Luo Zheng whispered while watching the intense battle unfold before him, his expression growing somber.
"Eh? The enemy is starting to open up a gap, encircling three but leaving one open?" Lan Xue exclaid in surprise.
Luo Zheng also saw the Wolf King's n use dense grenade attacks for cover, quickly adjusting their troop deploynt to create an opening, a classic tactic of encircling three sides but leaving one open. However, Luo Zheng noticed that the people on the hillside did not seem to have any intention of retreating through the gap; instead, they concentrated their firepower intensely at one point, which surprised him. What was going on?
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