Chapter 518, The King of Terror VS Yuwen Huangxue (4)
In order to maintain the secrecy of the march and avoid leaving obvious traces, the ballistic troops trekked on foot in the depths of the vast no-man's land. The thousands of troops were spread out as much as possible, forming a strip of black spots stretching for thousands of meters, and the forced march ran at full speed.
In order to win the glory that belongs to the words "ballistic force", everyone pretends to be fighting in their hearts.
In order to create the best camouflage effect, the ballistic troops did not immediately rush to the attack target. Instead, they made a large circle and went deep into the no-man's land. They used the pulse reconnaissance system to avoid the reconnaissance cavalry and large herds of animals wandering there.
Then he changed direction and headed south, heading straight to the location of the Saint Mercenary Group.
In three days, the ballistic troops marched nearly 300 kilometers.
On the night of May 20, around four o'clock in the morning, the darkness before dawn was about to pass. It was no longer so dark, no longer so silent. The weak light had spread across the boundless grasslands of Outer Mongolia, and herds of wild horses, yellow sheep, and other animals began to move.
sign.
Endless vitality began to fill the air, as usual.
The difference is that there is a fierce and solemn killing hidden in the vitality!
On the rugged and vast grassland, deep in the thick and messy pastures, a large number of heavily armed soldiers wearing camouflage military uniforms and carrying heavy luggage ran wildly. Their sharp eyes were fixed on the road under their feet, curling up as much as possible,
of concentration.
Like a pack of hunting wolves.
They are the eight tribes of Tianmen...the ballistic troops!!
The thousand-man troops were scattered far and wide, as if they were submerged in the depths of the pasture. At a cursory glance, they were without a trace, and their existence was almost invisible. But under the guidance of the walkie-talkie, the squad leaders of each unit
With the coordination, each warrior can move in the right direction.
boom!!
The strong wind blew, the grass swayed, there was a fresh grass fragrance, and... a subtle rumbling sound.
"Stop!!" At the front of the team, Jin Xuan, who was running like a wild wolf, was the first to be alert. A low shout was transmitted to the walkie-talkie. Through the transmission and reception of wireless pulses, it was clearly transmitted to the ears of each captain. The captain called to his subordinates.
The team leader sends a message, and the team leader contacts the team leader, who then gives instructions to the team members.
Signals are transmitted in sequence, movements are stopped one after another, and the seemingly cumbersome procedure is completed in just three seconds.
The thousand-man troop slowed down, walked lightly, and crouched silently in the grass. The sound of machine guns being loaded filled the air. Everyone tensed up and was on alert. Without knowing the situation they were encountering, there was no doubt that they were on alert.
is the most correct reaction!
Jin Xuan stood quietly and listened attentively. The rumbling sounds came in and out as the wind direction changed, mixed with subtle and intensive rattling sounds and roaring sounds.
This is……
"There is a battle, due south, the visual distance is...five kilometers!" A few hundred meters away on the left, Wu Long quickly ran to the raised soil slope, looking intently into the distance. The sky was only bright, and the world was basically immersed in darkness.
The color tone is medium, and the grassland is flat and vast without unnecessary obstacles, so you can clearly see the flash of fire in the due south direction.
There are bits and pieces here and there, appearing and disappearing, but the scope is very large.
"Saint Mercenary Group? With whom?" Nearly a thousand meters away on the right, Chen Minghu stood on the shoulders of his two subordinates. Standing high, he could see far. He could see the battlefield more comprehensively. It was just that they were too far apart.
It was too far away to see who was fighting.
According to the original target, the one moving in this area should be the Saint Mercenary Group, but what about the other side?
"Is it...a battle axe?" Dongfang Hao asked through the wireless intercom.
Jin Xuan and others' expressions tightened slightly. Tomahawk? Are you ready to work?
The plan for this operation is for the ballistic troops to pretend to be battle axes and attack the Saint mercenary group. But if the 'right master' fights the Saints, wouldn't their deployment be in vain?
Wu Long said in a deep voice: "It's not impossible. Half a month ago, the Saints and the Tomahawks just had a fight. This time it is very likely that the Tomahawks came to take revenge. The Saints came to the no-man's land inexplicably. The reason may be
There are shadows of battle axes, so..."
Jin Xuan's expression was gloomy, was he really so unlucky?
"Advance for two kilometers and see what happens." Chen Minghu suggested.
"We will make a decision based on the situation." Dongfang Hao was not willing to fail before the action even started.
If he really returns without success, the ballistic force...can't afford to lose this person!!
Wu Long said: "There is another way, wait! After they finish fighting, and when the Saint mercenary group retreats, we will follow them, and then launch an attack two days later, disguised as a pursuit force with Tomahawks."
"Yes, I agree." Chen Minghu and Dongfang Hao expressed their opinions one after another. They can not only ensure the execution of the mission, but also continue to disguise themselves as battle axes. Although it is a bit risky, as long as it is done exquisitely, the possibility of covering up the past is still very high.
"No need! It can't be a battle axe! I don't believe that I, Jin Xuan, am so hated by God!" Jin Xuan narrowed his pupils slightly, a hint of coldness and madness emerged in his eyes, and then roared: "Minghu's main attack, from the side
Insert, Wulong assists, disperse and detour, make an all-out sprint, Dongfang controls from outside, pay attention to stealth, pay attention to camouflage, and advance the entire army according to the original plan."
"Instructor!!" The anxious shouts of Wu Long, Chen Minghu and Dongfang Hao came from the intercom.
"Every unit, take action!" Jin Xuan's heart suddenly boiled with blood, like a beast roaring in his chest. With a sharp roar, he picked up the machine gun and rushed out.
"Instructor! Instructor!" Wu Long and the other three shouted again, and the other captains frowned, neither moving nor moving.
"Instructor, calm down!!" Wu Long shouted loudly.
But Jin Xuan was determined to kill, so he ignored it and refused to explain. The direct guards behind him hesitated slightly and rushed out one after another. Fighting!!
Dongfang Hao's eyes flickered for a moment, and after a moment, they suddenly lit up, and then sharply, he shouted in a low voice: "Action! The instructor's decision is right! This is an opportunity. All departments, take action, and contact each other as quickly as possible before dawn.
On the battlefield, use darkness and chaos to launch a strong attack!"
"Dongfang, are you crazy too?!" Wu Long and Chen Minghu both looked a bit cold.
Dongfang Hao simply explained: "When someone comes to help, Tomahawk will subconsciously regard him as an ally. Not only will he not refuse, but he will fully cooperate. As long as Tomahawk cooperates, we will simulate Tomahawk's attack method, and the saint mercenaries will rush in.
They may also think that they are Tomahawk reinforcements. On the contrary, it is less likely to expose our true identity, and it is safer than if we attack alone!"
"But what about the end of the battle?" Chen Minghu did not follow blindly.
"Don't worry, I'll do it!!" The situation was urgent, Dongfang Hao's expression turned cold and his voice was sharp.
"Attack from all units, assault across the board, the strongest, the fiercest, the fastest, brothers... there is no need to talk nonsense, just one sentence, show the style of the ballistic troops, go!!" Wu Long took a deep breath, secretly fought, his expression suddenly ferocious.
, holding the crane gun and running wildly, the wild roar swept the whole place with the strong wind.
He could understand the instructor's mood. The ballistic force must achieve something, tonight, no longer!
"Action!!" Chen Minghu also took the risk, roared, and ran away violently.
"Action!!" Each brigade, each detachment, each squad, each team member, the ballistic team members in front gritted their teeth, looked ferocious, and roared one after another and ran wildly.
"Ballistics Part 3, full assistance!!" Dongfang Hao yelled, his head working rapidly. Everyone can go crazy or lose their mind. She can't. She must repair and perfect the loopholes that were suddenly torn apart in the plan, including
Camouflage, including retreat routes!
The troops advanced in full force, like a flood opening, rushing towards the battlefield five kilometers away with rapid momentum. During the impact, all machine guns were loaded, grenades were moved to the waist, heavy weapons began to be assembled, and rocket launchers also began to prepare.
Orderly and coherent, showing strong kinetic and collaborative abilities!
Ballistic Force...break out tonight!!
"General!! A large number of troops are approaching from the north. They are huge in number and their identities are unknown."
When the ballistic troops rushed into the two-kilometer area of the battlefield, the policeman of the Holy Mercenary Group immediately issued a warning message.
"North?!" Koric's heart tightened slightly. He grabbed the telescope and stared behind him. His subordinates hurriedly moved the bunker to provide him with protective measures to avoid being injured by stray bullets.
"What we just discovered is moving very fast and has a clear target. It's here!" The subordinate's breathing was a little rapid.
"...North...North..." Koric murmured in his heart, his expression showing a hint of solemnity. As one of the five generals of the Holy Mercenary Group, the leader of the Third Armed Forces, and the general person in charge of the 'Invasion of Mongolia',
He is deeply valued by Yuwen Huangxue, and his greatest advantage lies in... his ability to judge the situation! In layman's terms, he is shrewd and decisive!
"Do you want to send a signal to say hello? In case you are a friend..." the subordinate suggested.
"Friends? Huh! If they are friends, they will send a signal first; if they are friends, they will attack directly from the south. There is only one that can come from the north...a battle axe!" Koric stared for a moment and said in a deep voice.
Order: "The 1st, 2nd, and 4th Brigades, continue the attack. The 3rd Brigade, the 5th Brigade, change direction and intercept!!"
The stern and urgent order was quickly passed to the "Third" and "Fifth" brigades that were serving as reserve forces. The two brigades were a little strange. Interception? Is there a new enemy? Is there a flanking attack?
Just in time! I was feeling uncomfortable, and someone came to my door automatically! Without hesitation, the two troops who were ready to take action immediately changed their direction, armed with weapons and machine guns loaded, more than 400 people rushed forward at the fastest speed and attacked.
The strategy does not need to be discussed, it is to try to separate the new battlefield from this area before the two sides fully come into contact.
The aim is to form two battlefields, so that they can take care of each other, retreat, advance, and assist. To prevent the two battlefields from becoming one and forming a passive situation where they are attacked from both sides!
No need to be reminded by Koric, they understand this kind of battlefield strategy!!
"The target responded. There are 400 troops. They are advancing towards us at a speed of 25 kilometers per hour and are accelerating. Contact is expected in six minutes!" Ballistic Department 3 came to a conclusion as quickly as possible, hurriedly
The roar quickly reached the ears of generals above the squad leader.
"Response is not fast." Jin Xuan snorted coldly. As a veteran on the battlefield, he understood the opponent's purpose and strategy immediately, and immediately gave instructions: "In one minute, the first part is to throw twenty grenades.
The second part, rocket launcher, ten. No difference, furthest!"
"clear!"
"clear!!"
Wu Long and Chen Minghu roared one after another. As Jin Xuan's direct disciples and international hunters, with various experiences and keys in armed combat, they knew clearly!! Jin Xuan's purpose was to launch an attack first, with rumbling sounds and firelight.
It gives the enemy a shock, making them mistakenly believe that they have entered the offensive range, forcing the operation to stop, and naturally destroying their attempt to have "two battlefields".
Both sides of the army advanced in full force, and a minute passed in the blink of an eye.
Roar!! Accompanied by a deadly roar, the twenty ballistic team members with the strongest projection ability suddenly jumped up while running wildly, spinning greatly in mid-air, and threw the grenades with maximum force.
On the other side, ten team members carrying rocket launchers stopped hurriedly, pointed diagonally at fifteen degrees, and pulled the triggers one after another.
Grenade, rocket launcher, no difference... launch!
However, the capabilities of the Holy Mercenary Group exceeded their expectations. A few seconds after they fired artillery shells and grenades, they actually did the same thing, firing more grenades, more rocket launchers...!!
Although the time is slightly slower, the number is large enough. The key is that under the circumstances, they can make such a decision!!
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