Chapter 265 A crushing defeat, a complete rout. Yuan Bao's eyes were filled with the pleasure of about to reap his prey.
Behind him, a dozen soldiers from the Second Battalion had already set up their proud modified rifles. The extended barrels and dark muzzles, like venomous snakes lurking in the grass, coldly stared into the distance.
The most eye-catching of them were three grenade launchers mounted on makeshift fortifications, their muzzles slightly raised, gleaming with a cold metallic sheen.
This was a meticulously planned death trap, just waiting for the "heroes" of Battalion Three to plunge in.
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Bai Wei and Qiao Lin's team were currently marching at full speed through the mountains and forests.
They were too eager to make a name for themselves, too eager to prove that they were a hundred times better than Su An, that "coward".
They weren't entirely without tactical considerations, but their considerations were based on flawed foundations from the very beginning.
"Hurry up! Speed is of the essence in war. A surprise attack is all about speed. We need to take advantage of the enemy's unstable footing and tear through their defenses with the most powerful offensive!" Qiao Lin kept turning around to urge them on, treating the theories she had learned from military books as gospel.
"Give it your all, everyone!" Bai Wei encouraged them from the sidelines, her voice full of fervor. "When two armies meet on a narrow path, the brave shall prevail! We must show our spirit! Let the Second Battalion see that there are no cowards in the Third Battalion!"
In the team, there was a male soldier named Li Si who was usually quite cautious. As he looked at the increasingly sparse woods, he felt uneasy.
"Squad Leader Bai, Squad Leader Qiao, aren't we... moving a bit too fast?" He panted heavily as he leaned forward and whispered, "We're almost out of the forest. The terrain is too open. Should we send a scout to check the situation first?"
Qiao Lin frowned and impatiently scolded, "Speed is of the essence in war! We must take them down in one fell swoop before they can react! Li Si, this is a war, not a dinner party! How can we win a war if we're so timid? If you're scared, you can go back now!"
Li Si blushed deeply after being rebuked by Qiao Lin, and dared not utter another word.
Soon, they passed through the last grove of trees.
Suddenly, everything became clear.
A vast, gently sloping, open area, stretching for 500 meters, lay bare before everyone, like a shaved scalp. At the edge of this open area lay the foot of the mountain at point C.
The sunlight shone on the green grass, and everything looked so peaceful and beautiful.
The group slowed down instinctively, everyone shuddering at the sight of this exposed death zone.
Bai Wei and Qiao Lin's hearts sank, but what's done is done, there's no turning back. They exchanged a glance, both seeing the madness of gambling in each other's eyes.
"Now! They'll never expect us to charge straight in! All troops, charge!" Bai Wei raised her voice, trying to suppress her inner unease with a shout.
"Charge!" Qiao Lin screamed and was the first to rush out.
Unbeknownst to them, the moment they stepped into the open area, a small red flag quietly fell from the distant high ground.
This is a signal of an attack.
"Fire!"
Yuan Bao issued the order.
The next second.
"Chirp—"
A sharp, tearing whistling sound came from afar.
Before the soldier at the very front could even react, a burst of dazzling red mist suddenly exploded from his chest!
He didn't even have time to scream before his body fell straight backward.
The explosion acted like a switch, instantly igniting this unequal war.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
On the distant high ground, the modified rifles of Battalion Two began to take roll calls with an astonishing rate of fire!
"Ah—! My leg! It's a grenade from Battalion Two! They're lying in ambush!"
"Retreat! Retreat now! Their firepower is too intense! We can't break through!"
"Squad Leader! Bai Wei! We're surrounded! Give the order now!"
"Where's Squad Leader Qiao? Where are the rest of Squad One? What happened to the pincer attack we were promised?!"
"Take cover! Find a place to hide! Don't become a sitting duck!"
However, in this damn open space, there was nowhere to hide except for a few rocks about half a person's height!
The soldiers of Battalion No. 3 lay on the ground in despair, futilely returning fire with their Type 56 semi-automatic rifles, but their bullets fell limply after flying four hundred meters, not even touching the hem of the enemy's clothes.
But enemy bullets could fly accurately from 600 meters away, reaping their lives.
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