With no cover, Yan Fenghuo's five men killed nearly half of the 50-strong Delta force, leaving only about 20 people.
This is definitely an unprecedented and heavy loss for the Delta. Even the previous showdown with Chinese special forces on the China-Myanmar border was not so miserable. Although the entire army was wiped out at that time, it still had the power to fight, but now...
If the digging speed of the trenches were slower, I'm afraid they would be completely lost without being able to fight back.
Hiding in the trench, Jack slapped his cheek hard, trying to calm himself down. Unfortunately, he couldn't calm down no matter what. The corpses of his comrades were piled up on the bunker, and the blood flowing out was flowing into the trench bit by bit.
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"Continue to dig trenches eastward and stay out of the range of anti-materiel weapons." Jack ordered.
Retreat, all we can do now is retreat.
"Bang!"
A Hornady A-MAX civilian competitive warhead hit the east side of the trench, causing mud to splash out and create a pothole the size of a bowl.
Digging eastward, the movement to get rid of the snipers with anti-materiel weapons stopped. This was a warning from the other side, warning them not to act rashly. The range of the sniper rifles could completely cover them, and every move could be observed.
"Damn it! Bastard!"
"Bang!"
Jack punched the ground hard and let out an extremely angry roar.
They can't advance or retreat. The Chinese special forces want to completely trap them here.
"Lieutenant Colonel, there is another way." The officer beside him said to Jack: "We can request support from the Chagos Islands Naval Base."
The Chagos Islands Naval Base is located in the middle of the Indian Ocean. Its main function is to monitor and control the Indian Ocean waters, and can also support the Middle East and the Persian Gulf. It is the largest naval base deployed by the US military in the Indian Ocean.
If support is provided from the Chagos Islands, fighter planes will arrive within twenty minutes and support them with missile attacks.
In other words, they only need to hold on for twenty minutes. After twenty minutes, the Chinese special forces will be overwhelmed.
But this kind of support was definitely a shame for Jack. He didn't kill a single person on the other side, but his own side lost half of its elite soldiers. This was a matter of dignity and face.
He wanted to defeat the Chinese special forces with dignity, rather than rely on absolute fire support to defeat the opponent. In that case, everything would be meaningless.
Jack had a gloomy face, his fists were clenched tightly, and his eyes were uncertain.
"Lieutenant Colonel!" the officer growled, staring into Jack's eyes: "There is absolutely nothing wrong with your tactical configuration, but the Chinese special forces are too cunning. We are unable to advance or retreat now. We must request support. We can no longer hesitate!"
Jack still didn't speak, looking at the shattered corpses on the trench, his nostrils filled with the smell of blood.
"Bang!"
Gunfire rang out from the hilltop to the west, and a bullet penetrated the soil and hit the trench.
The trenches are only shallow trenches, and sniper warheads can easily penetrate dozens of centimeters of soil. In other words, even though they are hiding in the trenches, they still cannot stop the Chinese special forces from sniping.
The good thing is that the opponent only has an anti-materiel sniper rifle with a limited amount of ammunition.
"Asking for support." Jack finally said.
"Signal Corps! Contact the headquarters immediately and request support from the Chagos Islands!" The officer immediately conveyed the order to the Signal Corps.
After receiving the order, the signal corps contacted the headquarters as quickly as possible and requested support.
"ah!!!"
Jack let out an extremely suppressed roar, and his eyes turned blood red. He was unwilling to give in, deeply unwilling. What he wanted was to defeat the Chinese special forces head-on, not with the support of powerful firepower.
"Lieutenant Colonel," the officer said to Jack, "the process is not important, as long as the result is achieved."
"You don't understand! You don't understand at all!!!" Jack grabbed the officer's collar and roared: "This is a shame, a shame that will be engraved on my body for a lifetime. I was the only one who survived, and I was just hanging on.
, I am working secretly. I want to give an explanation to my dead comrades, an explanation that proves that we can defeat the Chinese special forces!!!"
The officer let Jack vent, and there was only pity in his eyes, pity for Jack.
"As I said again, the process is not important, what is important is the result." The officer gently opened Jack's hand and said: "Maybe sometimes we value the process more, but what we want above is only the final result. The result is victory.
, we will win, and the higher ups will never allow failure, because the United States does not allow failure."
This is the most realistic problem. The United States is not allowed to fail, and everything is not allowed to fail.
Jack was breathing heavily, and his fists clenched loudly. For him, the result was important, but the process was more important than the result.
He is a soldier and a man.
A man means if you punch me once, I will punch you ten times; if you give me a knife, I will hit you ten times. Whatever way you attack me, I will use that way to fight back crazily.
"How should I explain to their mother?" Jack sat slumped on the ground, staring at the dead soldiers.
"Lieutenant Colonel, with all due respect, what you should consider now is not how to explain to their mother, but how to explain to your superiors." The officer patted Jack on the shoulder and sighed softly: "I agree with you.
Tactical arrangements, but superiors will never measure them by tactical arrangements, they will only measure them by the number of dead people. Maybe you will be sent to a military court for trial after you go back, so..."
"Hahahaha...hahahaha..."
Jack looked up to the sky and smiled, tears falling down his cheeks and hitting the soft earth...
On the hill to the west, Yan Fenghuo and his five men stared intently at the delta hidden in the trench. They only had one anti-materiel sniper rifle, and the other sniper rifles could not meet the requirements of penetrating dozens of centimeters of soil at a distance of a thousand meters.
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However, there are only two 12.7mm caliber ammunition left, and they cannot carry out large-scale sniping again. What they need is to hold the opponent back, so that these deltas can exhaust their last willpower in the midst of hunger, thirst and sleepiness, and become lambs for them to slaughter.
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Xiaojiu fumbled around for a long time and took out a small wine bottle. After opening it, he took a deep sip and sighed heavily with pleasure.
"Wine is better, haha."
This is a bottle of wine that has been hidden for some time. It is an absolute violation of discipline.
"You drink? Drink while fighting?" Xiang Yu glared at Xiaojiu and sniffed.
"You don't understand," Xiaojiu took another sip of wine and said, "Drinking a sip of wine will only make my sniping skills more coquettish. If you take a sip of wine, your archery will become more coquettish."
"It's useless to shoot coquettishly!" Xiang Yu said disdainfully: "I've become a coquettish turtle and can't hit you."
"Who says we can't hit him!" Xiaojiu put the bottle aside, set up his sniper rifle and said, "The other side has three snipers, let me kill one of them now!"
There is no figure of the delta in the scope, only the soil that has been dug up and piled on top.
Xiaojiu's upper body was slightly arched, he adjusted the shooting angle, locked on a piece of fresh soil and immediately pulled the trigger.
"Bang!"
The warhead rushed out and hit the soil directly.
The soil burst out with a loud splash, and from the scattered soil, a cloud of blood mist shot up.
Although no body was seen, the opponent was undoubtedly dead. There was only one consequence of being hit by Barrett: the body was torn into pieces!
Being penetrated and sniped, Delta remained motionless, huddled in the bunker. They were waiting, waiting for the arrival in twenty minutes.