Chapter 69
Here is the translation:
A rocket launcher on a vehicle was ready to fire. The muzzle was aimed at the lights in front. War Snake sat in the front, waving his hand: "Alive is better, intact is even better. Taking jam to meet the general is the worst plan. Using a rocket launcher is the most incompetent move. Do you understand?" The gunner behind the turret was not very old, and the heavy air of vicissitude could not cover up his tender face. He nodded tensely and removed his hand from the cannon. The car in front seemed to have not noticed the situation behind it and continued driving slowly. War Snake felt something was off and beckoned with his hand. Immediately, a high-powered telescope was handed to him. Through the lens, the car compartment was empty, and there was only one driver at the steering wheel. He put down the telescope and took over the sniper rifle that was handed to him. Relying on the direction sense he had just left in his mind, he aimed and fired a shot. When he looked through the telescope again, the front and rear windshields of the vehicle were pierced, and there was no driver inside. However, the car continued to run. War Snake revealed a ferocious expression: "Stop the car... They're going up the mountain." He turned his head to look at the dense mountains beside him, and his ferocious expression gradually changed into a smile: "You're dead for sure..."
The terrain here is all mountainous, and Basera is indeed a landlocked mountain country. The road at the foot of the mountain is one of the main transportation routes. Next to the road is the starting point of the mountain slope. On the other side of the mountain, it's still mountains, with peaks overlapping each other, showcasing their majestic grandeur. At the beginning of the climb, the slope isn't very steep, and people can easily climb up without any vegetation. If the team members were climbing on their own, they would have reached the top long ago. However, there are two experts from the laboratory who aren't used to physical activity, so the situation is different. The team members work together to grab the hands of the two experts and pull them up. The team members above take over and pull them further up, using a relay system to send the two experts up the mountain. Just then, multiple giant spotlights suddenly appear from the foot of the mountain, shining towards the top. "Get down!" Zhao Zhenghao shouts urgently. Everyone quickly presses the experts to the ground, rolling around to cover the camouflage net with snow. Then they squeeze together, hiding in the middle, and complete these actions instantly. By the time the spotlights shine over, they have already transformed into piles of snow. After the lights pass, they maintain their formation and continue climbing up. The war snake holds a pair of binoculars, searching around, and finally utters two words: "Up the mountain."
The Himalayan Giant Belly, just from the name, you can tell that this unit is ferocious and cruel, and excels at high-altitude mountain warfare. In fact, it's true. The personnel of the Giant Belly are all gathered under the vehicle, equipped with light and simple gear, including engineer shovels and ropes, marching tents and raincoats. On their sleeves, they have an embroidered patch of a snake with its mouth open, and all the personnel are local people who were born and raised in this mountainous region. They are physically strong, familiar with the terrain and mountain life. If you put them in any country, they would become a regular mountain special forces unit. What's different is that the Giant Belly doesn't follow any laws or rules. They only obey the orders of the Red Snow organization, taking pleasure in killing people, and will stop at nothing to eliminate their opponents. What's even more formidable is that they are not equipped with light mountain weapons, but each has an AK rifle, carrying rocket launchers and a large amount of mountain gear, starting their ascent to search for these Chinese special forces soldiers. This carefully crafted extreme mountain elite unit, in the deep mountains, is no different from being at home. But the commander of this unit, War Snake, doesn't look like a local person. It's unknown how he gained the trust of the locals and took command of this unit. At this moment, with an air of gloom and ferocity about him, he walks behind his troops, his triangular eyes fixed on the mountain peaks ahead, beckoning to come and snipe. He opens the rifle mechanism, loads a bullet, takes aim, and fires without hesitation. The bullet flies down the slope into the depths of the mountains. "The hunt begins!" he shouts in English, issuing orders to his subordinates, but also warning his opponents. This is how the game will become more thrilling.
"Damn it! You're too crazy!" Zuo Ming said with his butt up, crawling up the mountain. After hearing the shout from below, he didn't even turn his head and said: "You can be crazy, don't think you're having fun now, I'll give you a bill to settle later."
"Hey! You should speak louder! They can't hear you!" Liu Junhao said to Ma Hongbing, who was panting heavily.
Zhao Zhenghao stopped in his tracks and grabbed Ma Hongbing and Zhen Ni: "Add more strength? Hurry up? We're almost at the top of the mountain?"
"Once we reach the top of the mountain... can't we just... shake them off??" Zhen Ni panted out.
"Don't be so naive. There are only two ways to get rid of them: first, if their wives cheat on them and they rush back home immediately; second, is to kill them all off." Liu Junhao's three sentences never stray from his usual style.
As they spoke, a line of people had just climbed to the top of the mountain. Zhen Ni bent over and panted heavily: "That... can't we go down... and have a good talk with them... not fight... is that okay?"
"Why don't you just stand there and sing a song about the wide waves of the Yangtze River to move them to death?" Zhao Zhenghao glared at him discontentedly. "I said you're naive, but you really are!"
"Lao Zhao, this won't do. They'll catch up to us sooner or later." Shao Hui said, standing at the top of the mountain and looking down. "If not like this, you guys take them and go first, I'll stay behind with a few people to snipe and delay their time, then we'll follow you. First, let me see what kind of skills this madman has."
Zhao Zhenghao looked at the two exhausted experts and finally nodded: "Alright... Wang Jianbin, Zhou Yan, Zuo Ming, Liu Junhao, and Zhang Weize will stay behind. I'll take them with me, and Yin Mo will bring them along."
"Cut the crap!" Wang Jianbin slung his gun over his back. "If he wants to be a hero, let him do it himself. Our Marine Corps hasn't fallen so low that we need the Armed Police to command us." After finishing speaking, he helped Ma Hongbing and Zhen Ni up: "Zhang Weize, follow me. Let's see if the two of us can get them out of here."
"Wang Ban..." Zhang Weize was somewhat embarrassed, looking at both sides and unable to speak.
"Hmm?" Wang Jianbin took a look at the scene, gave Zhang Weize a fierce glare, and walked away with two experts towards the distant mountain alone.
"It's fine like this? Everyone has stayed here, what if you encounter a situation that can't be handled? You and Yín Mò go ahead? It's nothing? Zhāng Wěizé, you also go past? Leaving four people here is enough?" Shào Huī said roughly
The people below are getting closer and closer. There's no time to hesitate anymore. Zhao Zhenghao nodded vigorously: "Alright then, you guys take care. Yin Mo, Zhang Weize... let's go."
"Take care of yourself too!" Shao Hui said to him
On the 16th at 2:50 in the morning on the half mountain top
Zuo Ming was the only sniper among the four. He was responsible for sniping, setting up shooting formations and reconnaissance missions. He lay down at the designated shooting location, opened the lens cover of his sniper scope, but a slope blocked part of his view so that he could only see some people in the back. "Shao Hui, should we take out the sniper or the artillery first?" he asked softly.
"Should we take out the sniper first? Now their sniper can't even play a role?" Shao Hui replied. His words allowed War Snake to escape this calamity. He carried his sniper rifle and walked behind, distracted. If they had taken out the sniper first, he would definitely be the best male lead. Being too reckless easily leads to trouble, probably that's the reason.
Left Ming took a deep breath, slowly exhaling as his body thinned out. The T-shaped sight on the rifle stabilized, steadily focusing on the center of the target's eyebrows. As Left Ming fully exhaled, he raised the gun barrel to the top of the target's head. Just as the target took another step forward, "Bang!" The bullet flew out along the rifling, spinning and shooting towards the mountain below. The artilleryman had just taken a step forward when the bullet hit him right between the eyebrows, making a "plop" sound as it pierced his skull like a stone dropping into water. Blood splattered everywhere, covering the people around him. The force of the target's upward charge was intercepted by the bullet, and what remained of his head jerked backward, dragging his body down the mountain slope. The sniper bullet changed direction after hitting the hard skull, still carrying enough force to shatter another person's leg before burrowing into the ground. The man with the broken leg collapsed to the ground, overwhelmed by the intense pain of his severed limb. He looked at his truncated leg in horror, screaming at the top of his lungs. The mountain echoed with the most miserable cries of humanity. War Snake glanced at him disdainfully and walked past him towards a boulder. The giant python inside his clothes was stirred up, poking its head out to savor the strong smell of blood in the air. War Snake reached the back of the boulder, stroking the snake's head as an additional layer of dark killing intent appeared on his face.
Zuo Ming's shot gave the opponent a warning, and everyone hid on the ground. After a while, when no movement was detected, one person cautiously raised his head to observe the situation. "Bang!" Another shot rang out, and that person's head exploded, but their body remained motionless on the ground. This is another important role of a sniper: delaying the enemy's time. In World War II, a sniper once held off two regiments for two hours in a mountain valley, killing only four people before withdrawing safely. This sniping tactic requires three factors: first, accurate shooting; second, occupying advantageous terrain; and third, only striking moving targets - whoever moves gets shot. No indiscriminate killing of innocent people is allowed. Silently, it tells the opponent that as long as they stay still on the ground, they can preserve their lives. As a result, no one dares to move. Zuo Ming was using this tactic at this moment, his sniper scope fixed on the visible part of the mountain slope, waiting for the next person who dared to appear.
