When the battle broke out, there was no shelter on the flat and endless grassland, which meant that there was no effective bunker. The temporary tents had no cover function at all, and it was equivalent to a bloody battle between the two groups directly facing each other.
"Fuckyou!!!Die!!!"
"You bastard, you son of a bitch!"
"Da da da..."
"Bang! Bang! Bang!..."
"Puff puff puff..."
Fierce gunfire was mixed with angry shouts, and one mercenary after another lay on the ground, suffering and wailing.
The veteran mercenaries at Bond's camp chose the tactics that best suited the terrain as soon as the battle started. They abandoned the camp and broke into pieces in an instant. They formed a tactical team of three people. They were far apart from each other and pulled out a vertical line towards the enemy.
Yan Fenghuo attacked the camp where Yan Fenghuo was located. Snipers and machine gunners cooperated with each other to attract firepower and at the same time aimed to snipe and kill.
On the contrary, the mercenaries in Yan Fenghuo's camp seemed to be completely ignited by the gunfire and smoke. They roared and screamed. After lying down for a while, they finally chose to lie down in the grass to accept the battle.
"Bang!"
"puff!"
After a mercenary belonging to Yan Fenghuo's camp fell to the ground, the entire back of his head was flipped over by a bullet and thrown away, and his brain mixed with blood flowed all over the floor.
"Bang!"
"puff!"
Another mercenary's head was opened and he died neatly.
Under the night vision device, the sniper of the veteran mercenary is simply a god of death, constantly pulling the trigger and harvesting fragile lives.
This is a difference in equipment, a difference in equipment that is irreparable.
Amidst the gunfire mixed with the strong smell of blood, Yan Fenghuo and He Xiang quietly hid in a relatively safe area, staring coldly at the melee caused by themselves.
More and more people on our side are dying. In a short period of time, hundreds of people have been killed by the other side, and this trend is still rising.
He didn't feel bad at all. If he hadn't taken the initiative to provoke the fight, those dead people would have become his enemies. Although he was very fragile, he still had the strength to hold the gun and pull the trigger. You know, stray bullets can also
You can beat people to death.
In the distance, people from relevant departments in Egypt stared coldly at this scene. They hoped that as many of these mercenaries would die as possible, preferably all of them. Once they were all dead, everything would be easier to deal with; all countries wanted to share a piece of it.
Geng's armed organization is also waiting and watching, and it has nothing to do with them. What they want to do is to become a ferocious wolf in the final stage, tear off a piece of fat whenever they can, and then turn around and run away.
Everyone has their own purposes and ideas, and the search for Jewish treasures is bound to not be smooth sailing.
Scattered mercenary groups began to show signs of defeat under the equipment and tactics of veteran mercenaries. They were unable to resist the opponent's precise sniper attacks. Although some mercenary groups also had advanced equipment, they only accounted for a very small number.
Yan Fenghuo still had a calm face, staring intently at the mercenaries who were about to be defeated. He was only surrounded by Hexiang and the Red Army members brought by Hexiang, and the dog heads and carrion ghosts had already been mixed among the mercenaries.
"It's time." Hexiang said.
"It's time." Yan Fenghuo commanded in a deep voice: "Nalotal bombs."
Several members of the Japanese Red Army heard the order and immediately threw petrol bombs.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!..."
The gasoline bombs thrown exploded between the two sides, rising up into blazing flames and burning fiercely. At the same time, there was an immediate response from our own mercenaries, and the gasoline bombs were thrown out one after another, exploding and burning in the middle of the camps of both sides.
The raging flames caused by the burning of gasoline bombs spread into a field, igniting the yellowing grassland. The light produced by the flames immediately caused the night vision device to lose its original ability, causing the sniper to temporarily lose his target.
"Grenade! Shoot indiscriminately!" the voice of the wight came out.
Dozens of mercenaries immediately installed rifle grenades and fired them directly at the veteran mercenaries in Bond's camp without any aim.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!..."
Rifle grenades exploded one after another on the opposite side. They were very scattered and had almost no effect. Because the veteran mercenaries on the opposite side were completely scattered on the vast grassland, let alone rifle grenade attacks, even if they dragged in cannons for bombardment, their lethality would be negligible.
is extremely limited.
The grenade attack command issued by the wights is just for good looks, to make the explosion look fierce and prevent the enemy from disintegrating so quickly.
"We have hundreds of people, and they only have a hundred or so. Let's rush over with the help of petrol bombs and kill them in one go!!!" a voice roared.
"Yes, rush over and kill them!"
"Kill them and grab the money and Jewish treasures!"
"Kill them and everything will be ours!!!"
"charge!"
"charge!"
"charge!!!"
Amidst the roars, a group of extremely brave mercenaries roared and charged forward with guns in hand.
In an instant, a tide-like charge began, and the mercenaries crossed the wall of fire burning with gasoline bombs.
"Suppressive fire!!!" The dog's head roared violently.
A dozen mercenaries set up machine guns and fired wildly at the opposite side.
"Bazooka!"
"Boom! Boom! Boom!..."
Amidst the bursting gunfire, clouds of flames rose into the sky, guiding the mercenaries forward bravely.
Yan Fenghuo took off the bullet chain wrapped around his body, picked up a PM sniper rifle, jumped into the dark place that was not invaded by guns, found a higher ground, and locked on a veteran mercenary on the opposite side through the night vision scope.
A sniper pulls the trigger.
"Bang!"
A blood flower burst out from the sniper's left eye, and then half of his head was blown open, and he fell heavily to the ground.
After completing the sniping kill, Yan Fenghuo rolled forward and ran towards the back. After finding a sniping point, he sniped again.
The sound of sniper rifles was also heard from the south. The wights half-closed their eyes and cooperated with Yan Fenghuo's sniping action.
After receiving a powerful sniper attack, the veteran mercenary organization immediately searched for the sniper's traces and launched a counter-sniper attack.
They didn't pay attention to the charges of these miscellaneous mercenaries at all. A charge on the flat grass would undoubtedly lead to a dead end. Only two Gatlings could easily block such a dead end charge.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Four dull gunshots rang out, and red and blue flares shot into the sky. They were not from Yan Fenghuo's camp, nor from Bond's camp, but were fired from the periphery of both sides, which meant that another team was about to join the battle.
.
The rumble of horse hooves came from far to near, and a group of cavalry-like armed forces swept in like a strong wind. It was sonorous and powerful, and seemed to be able to trample everything. No matter how strong the defense was, it was as fragile as tofu in front of them.
"Cossack Cavalry!!!"
In the veteran mercenary camp, the Cossack mercenary captain roared.
"Your troops?" asked the captain of the Spanish Foreign Legion.
"No, that's the traitor Wolf's cavalry! Retreat!!!" the Cossack mercenary captain shouted: "The grassland is the world of cavalry, retreat!!!"
From ancient times to the present, the grassland has been the world of cavalry, from the cold weapon age to the hot weapon age. When the Cossack cavalry appeared, the Cossack mercenary captain instinctively felt fear because no one knew the strength of the Cossack cavalry better than him.
That's right, because the Cossack cavalry is unstoppable in the hearts of the Cossacks, a god who can trample everything and be invincible!
"Cavalry? Can they stop a sniper rifle?" Captain EO shrugged with disdain on his face.
When using cavalry in the era of hot weapons, do you still think that this is the era of cavalry? The rate of fire of automatic rifles can penetrate all cavalry. In modern times, cavalry has become the most ancient existence and is more of a symbol.
"It can't be stopped, but they cooperate," the Cossack captain said, pointing to hundreds of mercenaries charging in waves: "You can't face charges from two sides, and you don't understand what a cavalry charge is. When you understand what a cavalry charge is,
When you charge, your chest will be trampled to pieces by iron hooves."
After saying this, the Cossack captain did not hesitate to lead his men back, avoiding any contact with the Cossack cavalry.
"Long live the Cossacks!!!"
"Long live!!!"
"..."
Arrogant, domineering, and arrogant roars rang out from the cavalry team. They drew their sabers, which symbolized the Cossacks, and waved them high, with ferocious expressions on their faces as they moved forward indomitably.
"Damn you, coward!" A mercenary captain spat hard and shouted loudly: "Fight!"
"Retreat!" Another mercenary captain gave an order to his people.
The Cossack mercenaries were the largest in number. As they retreated, almost half of their strength was lost, leaving a huge gap. What they faced was a double impact. They might be able to block it with powerful firepower, but their own side would definitely suffer heavy losses.
.
Two mercenaries chose to retreat, and the remaining mercenaries had to choose to retreat, and all this was because of the voice of the Cossack captain who was the first to retreat.
Because only he knew how powerful the charge of the Cossack cavalry was. Only he knew that the Cossack cavalry at the forefront were warriors with a belief in death. They were the ones who opened the way, the warriors who used their chests to open up the battlefield for their comrades behind them.
Once the cavalry breaks through and rushes in, it only takes a few passes to completely defeat them.
The veteran mercenaries led by Bond retreated, leaving behind the heavy wooden boxes and choosing to retreat.
With the intervention of the Cossack cavalry, this first battle triggered by commercial competition ended magnificently.
The employees cheered loudly around the wooden box. They poured all the money out of the box, threw it vigorously, and laughed crazily.
Staring at this scene, Yan Fenghuo pulled up his lips and smiled.
"Have you figured out all this a long time ago?" Hexiang asked, staring at Yan Fenghuo.
"It's not exactly accurate, it's just that the time is right." Yan Fenghuo said calmly.
"you……"
"This is a battlefield, not a shopping mall." Yan Fenghuo said with a smile: "On the battlefield, David is no match for me. You know, it seems that those veteran mercenaries are extremely powerful, but in fact they are vulnerable because they
The commander is a businessman, not a soldier."
"But you sacrificed so many people." Hexiang pointed to the corpses on the ground.
"They were meant to be sacrificed, but your heart has softened?" Yan Fenghuo showed a curious expression.
"It's gotten softer," Hexiang sighed softly, stroking her lower abdomen and said, "I don't know when I started to hate killing."
Hearing these words, Yan Fenghuo, who wanted to ridicule Hexiang, saw the other person's lower abdomen protected by his hands, glanced at the body in the firelight, and sighed softly...
This battle was a tragic victory for the hirelings, but it was a great victory for Yan Fenghuo. These are all cannon fodder, and the cannon fodder's job is to block bullets...