Chapter 155: Annihilation of the Special Forces
Xuan Ling and others who were hiding behind low shrubs and rocks made a secret signal.
Bai Geping jumped out, his heart seemed to jump to his throat. He rolled over and hid behind the cover, letting the trees block the instructor's sight.
The instructor curled his lips and rushed over quickly.
"BX4 position, everyone pay attention, concentrate firepower, three, two, one, shoot!" Yun Mo roared.
"retreat!"
Instructor Zhang was horrified and quickly jumped to the side.
“Pah…”
"boom……"
The sound of "thump thump thump..." filled the air.
"It's surrounded!"
Organized and strategic encirclement is definitely not something students should be able to achieve.
The students’ accuracy was not high, but their artillery fire was dense.
They rely on stray bullets, accidental injuries, and the bad luck brought by this evil position.
Killed two unlucky instructors in the crossfire.
"Let's go!"
There were rumbling sounds coming from the air; the Red Team's armed aircraft was on its way.
The instructor's aircraft is a plug-in provided by the system NPC. You can drop some ammunition to bomb it, but you cannot engage in head-on confrontation.
The mission seemed to be doomed to fail. Instructor Zhang consulted the command center and decisively issued a retreat order.
"Want to leave?"
Yun Mo took the sniper instructor's gun, hid in the dark, and fired cold shots one after another.
Several instructors strode out, and ammunition kept popping out along the way.
The bullets were not very accurate, but they forced them to move towards the narrow road in the middle.
When they were about to rush out of the jungle, Zhang Ge breathed a sigh of relief while holding his gun.
"It was a matter of time. Their support arrived too quickly."
"What should we do next?"
"Let's meet up with Hand and the others and merge with Team 2."
Several people chatted casually and looked at the aircraft waiting in front.
At this time, Yun Mo and others slammed the switches in their hands.
"boom……"
"boom……"
A series of explosions echoed at the entrance.
Stones and dirt were flying everywhere, and tree trunks and branches were dancing in the air.
“Hehehe…”
"Hahaha……"
Xuan Ling pounded his knees like a madman and couldn't close his mouth.
On the ground at the entrance lay the bodies of four instructors.
Zhu Jin came up and muttered to them, "Tsk tsk tsk, people say that when dawn approaches, it's the easiest time to let down your guard. It's the same now."
“When you are about to escape from danger, that is when people are most relaxed.”
"Oh no, we can't say it's dangerous. The instructor must think he's just playing with us."
"Rest in peace!"
Bai Geping pretended to touch Instructor Zhang's face.
"Don't move, let me see you first."
Zhu Jin stood there with a cheeky look, looking down on them like an instructor beating them.
"We should take a group photo now!" he sighed.
"You'd better not do that. Be careful of getting punished when you get out!"
"Haha, killing a special forces soldier is rewarded with 20 points. How many points have I got?"
Yun Mo followed up from behind, panting, with the muzzle of the sniper rifle pointing downwards.
"Commander Yun..."
Yun Mo looked at the corpses on the ground, her eyes rolling, and then she turned to ask Zhu Jin, "Their clothes have turned white. If we take them off, will they still be white?"
Zhu Jin took a step back, "What are you going to do?"
"Take their gear, change their clothes, use their channels!"
Yunmo threw out three parallel sentences.
Zhu Jin's Adam's apple rolled, "I haven't tried it..."
Yun Mo thought of the emoticon that has been passed down to this day, the little animated picture of her taking off a boy's clothes, and a strong sense of shame surged in her heart.
"I'm a girl, who's coming?"
Bai Geping: ...If you hadn't told me, I would have thought you were a wild man!
When Zhang Ge returned to the viewing room, he noticed his colleagues looking at him with the same gaze as if he had a toothache.
"What?"
He was a little unhappy. It was just a loss. Victory and defeat were common in the military.
When he looked back, his face turned green.
Outside the hills, beside the ancient road, shorts are blowing in the air...
They were stripped down to just their underwear and shorts.
This is corpse abuse! Can I report it?
His thin white shorts fluttered in the wind. Where was the instructor's authority?!
Zhu Jin looked at Yun Mo, "What should we do?"
There are only a few dozen people left in their artillery battalion. They are all covered in dust, but their eyes are shining.
The artillery vehicles were destroyed, and only a few equipment vehicles were available.
On the entire battlefield map, the blue team was eyeing the red team's camp with eager eyes, advancing and encroaching on it.
Yun Mo spread out her palm, took out a box of oil paints and handed it to the four third-year students.
The boys looked at each other, not knowing what she was going to do.
"Apply it. Now you are members of the Blue Team Special Operations Squad."
"What?" Zhu Jin scratched his ears, somewhat incredulous.
"You mean, let us go undercover?"
"Obviously!"
Yun Mo answered with certainty.
"No, do you think it's feasible? We don't know the other party's password, the superior unit they report to, or the mission they are carrying out."
Zhu Jin's thick black eyebrows drooped down, like two silkworms.
"Senior, aren't you already in the third year?" Yun Mo's eyes were full of teasing.
"What does this have to do with third grade?"
"Didn't we learn about infiltration behind enemy lines in school? It's time to make flexible use of it."
Zhu Jin's mouth was so full that a duck egg could be stuffed in it. This leader's trust was too cheap.
He felt guilty. He could charge into battle, but he didn't have the confidence to do this.
It would be fine if I didn't meet anyone, but as soon as I asked for the password, wouldn't everything be exposed?
"Don't worry, the special forces team are all instructors who directly obey the orders of the headquarters. They are aloof by nature. If they really encounter enthusiastic students, putting on your cold faces will be enough to deal with them."
"And these guys are obviously dead. Command won't contact them again, so the risk of you being exposed is very low."
"But if we don't communicate with them, how can we obtain intelligence?"
Zhu Jin calmed down after what she said. He patted his chest and felt that it seemed really feasible.
"Our scout camp line is too far back and the channel is being monitored. I need you to infiltrate their camp and report their number and location to me." Yun Mo said.
"How do I report it?"
"No problem."
Yun Mo pointed to the simplified diagram of the Eight Trigrams on the public channel. "Use Qian, Kun, Zhen, Gen, Li, Kan, Dui, and Xun to represent the directions. Try to use Jia, Yi, Bing, and Ding for the numbers. Then we'll agree on a few commands..."
The students' eyes lit up, and they quickly changed their clothes and put on oil paint.
After the disguise was completed, the four stood in front with their heads held high.
"You know what, they really look alike."
Bai Geping sighed and said that even his own father would hardly be able to recognize him if he put this oil paint on his face.
Several people set off in the Red Team's supply vehicle, ready to wait for an opportunity when they reached the border.
The news that the special operations team was completely wiped out reached the Blue Team Command.
The mysterious Professor Xin pushed his glasses up, and his brown curly hair cast a shadow, making it difficult to see the expression on his face.
"Finally, a decent one!"
(End of this chapter)
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