When Maersk arrived at the battlefield with a dozen of his men, he felt that the atmosphere on the battlefield was very strange. The two sides of the battle were shooting at each other from a distance of less than 200 meters. If you shoot, I will shoot again and again.
Maersk's first reaction was that there were not many enemies, otherwise they would have outflanked them long ago. However, the mortar team behind the clearance team was knocked out by the opponent. From this point of view, the enemy was fully capable of easily killing this clearance team.
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"Boss, there are only about four or five people on the opposite side. They controlled the gentle slope to the west and suppressed the suppression team under the gentle slope. But I just confirmed on the radio that the suppression team originally had a terrain advantage on that gentle slope, but they were stunned.
He was kicked off."
A "Jackal" team member completed the preliminary terrain reconnaissance and came forward to report. Maersk was still three hundred meters away from the battlefield at the moment, so he stayed in a patch of grass and stayed still.
The members of the 'Jackal' were all waiting for their commander to give the order. In everyone's opinion, as long as one person surrounded them, the four or five people on the opposite side would be dead. But Maersk did not give the order at all. Instead, he ordered the suppressed people on the radio.
The suppression team retreated on their own.
"If we can retreat on our own, do we still need you to rescue us? We just can't retreat now." On the radio, the people still alive in the suppression team were yelling and cursing.
Maersk raised his telescope and easily found the guy hiding in the bunker shouting. He said strangely: "The position of this guy has been exposed long ago, but the opponent deliberately left him shouting on the radio. This must be a trap!"
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As soon as it was said to be a trap, the "Jackal" members who rushed to the battlefield all woke up. This unit always likes to set traps for its opponents, and today it was the first time that they encountered an enemy digging a trap for them.
"Boss, what should we do?" one of the Jackal team members asked.
"Ignore the shouts of those idiots, retreat two hundred meters to find favorable terrain. At the same time, release the drone to search the surrounding environment. I bet there will be surprises." Maersk said with a bit of a sinister smile, "The other side must be coming.
Masters, but I like to abuse masters."
The "Jackal" team of more than a dozen people began to slowly disperse. This team had originally received training from the United States and Israel and had very strong tactical capabilities. Because their identities were transformed into gangs, they did not disappear during the catastrophe. Now they have
It is an extremely rare special operations force.
The end of the war has greatly enhanced the status of the 'Jackals' and allowed their ambitions to expand rapidly. Since they rarely encounter opponents on the battlefield, they have an extremely arrogant and invincible mentality.
Judging that an "interesting" opponent appeared on the battlefield, the energy of the entire team was aroused. They were all waiting to prove once again that they were the strongest on the battlefield.
One of the team members retreated some distance to find a slightly higher slope. The savannah is such a nuisance. It was so difficult to find the commanding heights. But when he set up an M240B machine gun, he suddenly heard a rustling coming from behind him.
The sound of rustling.
What's behind? It's the deputy shooter of the machine gun team, who has the responsibility to protect the main shooter. But when the main shooter looked back, he found that the deputy shooter who was supposed to protect him had actually been bitten by a dog on the neck and was being dragged into the grass.
What?!
Is there any mistake? Where did the dog come from now?
And such a fierce dog!
What the machine gun shooter saw was clearly a medium-sized dog, apparently a German blackback. This breed of dog is very capable as a police dog, but it is impossible to kill a special soldier who has been trained for many years silently!
In particular, the deputy shooter was probably facing the rear, but he didn't react at all when a dog bit his neck - the dog must have gone crazy with hunger to dare to attack a fully armed human being.
The machine gunner didn't have time to think too much. He couldn't watch his companion being snatched away by a dog, so he quickly took out his pistol from his leg pocket, aimed and shot. He was also worried about hitting his companion, so he raised the muzzle of the gun slightly, thinking that the sound of the gun should be
It was enough to scare the vicious dog away.
Bang bang..., two shots rang out.
In the end, it was useless. The vicious dog that bit the deputy shooter not only did not let go, but instead accelerated, kicked the ground with its four legs, and dragged the person into the grass in the blink of an eye. This is what the vicious dog thought... I did it twice in a row.
If you can carry a backpack weighing 100 kilograms, why do you care about someone like you who weighs less than 100 kilograms?
The main shooter was dumbfounded. He was stunned for two or three seconds while looking at the swaying dense grass. If it weren't for the reminder of some blood stains on the ground, he really couldn't imagine that his companion was actually taken away by a dog.
Gunshots rang out, and Maersk's inquiry sounded on the radio. The surrounding Jackal team members immediately began to move closer to the machine gunner. They rushed over from all directions, looked at the blood on the ground, and quickly asked the machine gunner: "What happened?"
What happened? Where is your partner?"
"My partner... was dragged away by a dog!"
The machine gunner pointed in the direction where the vicious dog disappeared, holding the machine gun and angrily chasing after it. Behind him, the team members who came to help all thought they heard wrongly - a dog dragged away your partner
?Why didn’t that dog eat your brains?
It's just that all the teammates have chased them out, and the people who came are not going to be able to chase them out. And when they dispersed their formation and wanted to find out the truth, the truth was that an anti-infantry directional mine was waiting for them.
Hundreds of steel balls exploded in a 60-degree fan, with an attack range of up to fifty meters. Although there were too many obstacles in the grass, hundreds of grams of explosives still caused heavy damage to targets within a few meters.
A rain of steel ball bullets swept across, and large areas of grass fell in the blast. An open space appeared in front of the 'Jackal' team members, and two or three people fell in the open space.
The deputy shooter who had just disappeared was in the open space, his throat had been bitten, and he was bleeding and convulsing. He was not dead yet, and stared at the sky, quite unwillingly.
The machine gun shooter who was chasing after him was blown up by a directional mine, and his lower body was as rotten as a rag. He also did not die on the spot. He fell to the ground, howled repeatedly, and kept rolling.
In addition, there was another person who was affected by the hail of bullets. Although he was not seriously injured, he lost his combat effectiveness and could only crawl on the ground dragging his injured leg. Only then did the "Jackal" team members, who had been a little inexplicable and stunned, understand
I have truly met my opponent, and my side has already lost three people.
Captain Maersk was in the distance. When he heard the explosion, he realized that something was wrong. He repeatedly asked on the radio what happened, and at the same time ordered his team members to evacuate immediately - the opponent's trap seemed to be particularly big, and the exchange of fire was unknown.
What a loss.
The 'Jackal' team members immediately retreated. At this time, they were no longer in the mood to compete with their opponents. Some basic principles of engagement in past training flashed in their minds again - do not stay in the enemy's preset battlefield.
At this time, it was a little too late to retreat. A rocket flew from two hundred meters away - RPG-26, a thermobaric warhead.