"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!" Zhou Xiangyang vented his dissatisfaction into the communicator after learning the new news. However, this kind of praise for the enemy did not solve the real problem. These mutants holding hostages moved very quickly. If they didn't come up with a plan quickly and missed the optimal attack range, not only would they not be able to keep the bandits here, but they themselves might also be attacked.
The current situation is that those supermen are mixed with their comrades, and their comrades are also controlled. Although the comrades can be awakened by killing those controllers, they cannot distinguish who is the controller from the mutants.
If they simply wanted to eliminate the mutants with precision, they could still manage it by switching their pulse rifles' rapid-fire mode to charged mode. However, doing so would be equivalent to exposing themselves. No matter how fast their attacks were, the mutants would surely retaliate. It would then be a chaotic battle, and they would have to eliminate the mutants one by one while dodging the attacks of their comrades.
Zhou Xiangyang had abandoned the fire coverage plan that he had initially planned. If it were just some civilians, he might have pressed the button against his conscience, but he couldn't fire at his comrades.
This is a dilemma.
And this is an asymmetric battle.
Wait? Asymmetric combat? Jiang Ling asked into the communicator, "Do you know anything about guerrilla warfare? Do we have a way to eliminate them without exposing ourselves?"
The chatter on the communicator paused briefly, and then Zhou Xiangyang's cold voice came over: "The probability of success is even lower than a good fight. We have no resources to spend, whether it's population, production capacity, or land. All we have now is a gamble."
"But why should we give up our existing advantages? They don't know we are here now." Jiang Ling struggled. As an old fat girl, she naturally hated gambling.
"Yes, we are hidden for the time being, but once we open fire, we will be exposed... Wait a minute, do you think, after we are exposed, will they come to deal with us themselves, or manipulate the hostages to fight back?" Li Gang was about to calm Jiang Ling's emotions, but halfway through his words, he suddenly thought that his own side, which was bound to be exposed, was also a bait.
"You mean... No, that's too dangerous!" Zhou Xiangyang's voice was nervous.
The more Li Gang thought about it, the more feasible it seemed. He argued, "When hostages are with terrorists, the most important thing is to separate them. I think a short ambush would be very effective. If our firepower is too strong, they will definitely scatter and flee, making it extremely difficult to capture them!"
"Isn't this a bigger gamble?" Ruan Danxin on the other end of the communicator understood what he meant. If she were to put herself in the shoes of those mutants, she would definitely send the "strong men" she had captured on the road to conduct physical reconnaissance, but she could not guarantee that the other party thought the same.
What was the solution? Jiang Ling listened to their conversation, her thoughts drifting. She noticed that the route the bandits had chosen seemed to lead through a depression, and that there was an ups and downs between this depression and where she was. In other words, there was a fairly flat saddle-shaped terrain between them. From her position, she could attack the depression, but those in the depression would not be able to see what danger lurked behind the raised snow.
A more feasible plan gradually formed in Jiang Ling's mind. She interrupted the conversation between several people and said, "We can lure them into this depression and kill them!" She quickly explained the nearby terrain, and Zhou Xiangyang on the other side of the communicator quickly understood what she meant.
"Maybe it's possible, but you can only attack those at the end, and our first few missiles must be used to turn over the soil." Zhou Xiangyang thought about it and found that this method had a much higher success rate.
Without further ado, Li Gang quickly calculated the coordinates of the southern exit of the depression and reported them to the tank. After Zhou Xiangyang confirmed the coordinates again and again, he replied on the communicator: "Operation Begin!"
In just a short while, the gang had moved even closer to Jiang Ling's hiding place. Their vanguard had already entered the pit, and the distance between them was about 1.5 kilometers, which was just right for the rifle in her hand.
Jiang Ling carefully extended the robotic arm using the electronic control handle on the individual fire control system, and a dark muzzle slowly appeared on the white snowy plain. The pulse rifle, now in charge mode, held eighteen rounds. Before climbing onto the snowy plain, Li Gang had helped calibrate the system for her.
"Aim carefully and shoot, don't hit our comrades!" Li Gang, who was operating the tactical terminal, said softly. He felt his adrenaline surge.
"I'll try my best!" Jiang Ling spread her sensing ability, and several mutants among the bandits instantly felt the fluctuations. Jiang Ling seized the opportunity and quickly locked onto the guys who were standing there in a daze. She didn't feel the disgust of killing at all, but instead felt that she wasn't pressing the button fast enough.
“Bang, bang, bang!”
"Number of ammunition remaining: eleven." The number displayed on the small screen in front of Jiang Ling decreased rapidly. Although the charging mode was slightly slower than the rapid-fire mode, under the control of the fire control system, its attack frequency was not something that ordinary people could react to.
The high-pressure air generated by the muzzle of the gun quickly vaporized the surrounding snow, and the water vapor condensed again in the low temperature. A beautiful white ice mist gradually rose from the high ground where Jiang Ling was.
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