Chapter Fifty

  No matter how outstanding he was in his usual training, on the real battlefield it's a life-and-death struggle. Although it's cruel, if he doesn't go through this ordeal, he absolutely won't be able to leave this land alive. In order not to lose any more comrades, he has no choice but to do this.

  The big fire burned for more than an hour before slowly dying down.

  Those "devout army" people are indeed the "devils" who have been through many battles. Under such a big fire, they can still organize themselves to escape and rescue. They also cut out a large piece of open space and survived in various ways. Only those bandits who were too close and couldn't escape were burned to death or eliminated.

  However, most of the bandits escaped this great fire. They still have far more people than we do.

  Yuan Shuai ordered everyone to dive into the water and find their own targets to knock out individually.

  Li Nan suggested to Yuan Shuai through the microphone: "Yuan Shuai, we are wearing bulletproof vests. If we take the initiative to attack, we should have the advantage. So I suggest that we should take the initiative to attack."

  Yuan Shuai replied, "I've thought of this too, but have you considered that if we launch a preemptive attack, we can deplete their ammunition. However, close combat won't be advantageous for us because, aside from you, Zhang Qipeng, and Wang Lei, everyone else is basically seeing blood for the first time. You saw how Zhao Jie performed earlier. Moreover, our current distance from the bandits is approximately 300 meters. As you know, they're using AK-47s with a caliber of 7.62mm, while we're using 5-caliber guns. Beyond 300 meters, their killing power and accuracy are inferior to ours. So, we still have the upper hand. They will definitely launch an attack on us because this reed marsh is a must-pass area for them."

  The previous fire burned "Chibi" and now Yuan Shuai's analysis of the enemy situation. Let those special forces officers look at this officer commander with new eyes. At first, when they just set out from home, these officers were still a little dissatisfied with the arrangement of the military commander and the team leader, but now they have begun to secretly admire the 23-year-old Chinese officer commander.

  Yuan Shuai furrowed his brow in thought, switching the gun in his hand to burst fire mode. Then he informed everyone to switch their rifles to burst fire mode as well.

  Because everyone is hiding, shooting blindly is just a waste of bullets. Moreover, they have already wasted too many bullets now.

  As General Yuan had anticipated, after more than half an hour, the "Devout Army" began to get impatient. However, they did not launch a disorganized attack, but instead slowly crept forward.

  All of this naturally did not escape the eyes of the sniper.

  "Report, bandits have started attacking."

  All this, General Yuan naturally saw too, but his gun did not have a sniper scope, so aiming was somewhat difficult. After hearing Wang Xue's report, he ordered: "Snipers pay attention, carry out sniping on the attacking enemy, and each unit will do a good job of covering."

  This is when Wang Lei truly showed off his skills. His marksmanship with the "Lightning Sword" was almost on par with Wang Yuan's, only slightly inferior in terms of stealth ability. But on this type of open battlefield, not much stealth skill was needed.

  He calmly and quietly pulled the bolt, his index finger lightly completing the pre-travel. He slowly pressed the muzzle down, the sniper scope's mil-dot reticle showing that the enemy in front of him was approximately 280 yards away. After checking the direction of the wind by observing the smoke drifting from the burning building, he adjusted his aim and fired decisively. The shot hit its mark, giving him a great deal of confidence. Although he had undergone countless shooting drills more rigorous than this one before, this was his first real combat sniper mission. His mouth curled up slightly at the corner as he continued to search for his next target.

  The military district and the battalion sent a total of 4 snipers, two of whom are still in the desert with that bandit sniper. Now only two are left. One is Wang Lei and the other is Gao Yiliang. Although their marksmanship can be said to be superb, they both use manually operated bolt-action sniper rifles, so the shooting speed is extremely slow, and it's impossible to stop the bandits' advance.

  The ordinary Type 95 assault rifle is not very ideal for accurate shooting at a distance of over 200 meters without a sniper scope. For crawling targets, it's even more undesirable. So the effect of sniping enemy advances is also not very significant.

  Yuan Shuai estimated that a bloody hand-to-hand combat was inevitable. At this speed, they would be in front of them in less than ten minutes. And at this rate of fire, the bullets would have been depleted before they even got close.

  But this group of cunning bandits knew well that wearing bulletproof vests would not do them much good in a gun battle. Moreover, they outnumbered their opponents, and close combat was more advantageous for them.

  "Attention all units, except for snipers, hold your fire until they charge."

  "Charge? Do they dare to charge again? They must be charging!" Li Nan couldn't understand, but he still trusted what Yuan Shuai said, because his ability to predict the battlefield was super strong.

  The bandits advanced at a speed that exceeded their expectations. It can be said that their combat capabilities were in no way inferior to those of the country's top field army units, and even surpassed them. Their action speed, organizational tightness, and formation arrangement had already been honed through years of combat experience. If they really engaged in close combat with bayonets, it was possible that they would be completely annihilated. This was also one of General Yuan's greatest concerns. Once they broke through the 100-meter range of small-caliber rifles, everything would be lost. At this point, General Yuan truly began to worry. In front of these soldiers and officers who had no real combat experience, he was really at a loss for what to do. His hand holding the gun began to slowly sweat. For so long, no matter how dangerous it was, he had never been so tense before. Because this time, he had to lead 30 comrades into battle. Among them, only six people had real combat experience. And there were two more who weren't here. What pained him even more was that three comrades had already sacrificed themselves, and four were seriously injured. This was the first time he saw his own comrades fall in front of him, never to wake up again. This wasn't a drill, but a real war, where anything that happened would be irreparable. This was what made him tense and breathless. He didn't want any more of his comrades to fall.