Under the leadership of Black Panther, the Suzaku team avoided the minefield and entered the jungle.
Most of the more than 100 men outside were dead, and the Black Panther's face was expressionless. Zhu Lan knew that the moment he rushed through the minefield, the Black Panther chose to lose his pawn to save the car.
Without these people opening the way, the Suzaku team would not have been able to pass through the minefield unscathed. This was the result of more than seventy lives being lost.
War makes people cruel, and as the commander of the entire army, Black Panther's heart is heavy.
But if this were not the case and the most elite soldiers were lost, I am afraid that no one would be able to get out of Lantau Island alive.
"Zhu Lan, send electricity to Fang Ming immediately and tell us the situation."
It only took Zhulan two minutes to send the telegram. At the same time, the Suzaku team formed a tight defensive formation and explored everything around them.
"Brother Bao, what should we do now?" The Suzaku team was founded by Zhu Xiaoyao. They had never experienced a real fierce battle, and Zhu Lan had no confidence.
The Black Panther explored the map and made a bold decision: "Julan, retreat is impossible. We must find the opponent's leader as soon as possible and carry out a beheading operation!"
The opponent clearly had the advantage, and Black Panther's move was too bold.
"Ju Lan, even you are surprised, and the enemy will definitely be surprised too. The places they don't expect are our opportunities. I have observed the nearby terrain, and the enemy commander can only command better if he is condescending."
"But there are thirteen of us, and it's almost impossible to approach each other quietly!"
"What if it's one person?" Black Panther smiled, showing his white teeth: "Ju Lan, you lead the sisters to hide and seek with each other, and I will act alone."
"Brother Leopard ---" Before Zhu Lan could finish speaking, the Black Panther had already penetrated into the dense forest and disappeared into the thick shadow.
Zhu Lan is no stranger to jungle battles, and she believes that the seventy people on the other side are not monolithic.
Several mercenaries were walking through the dense forest, scanning everything in front of them vigilantly.
Suddenly, a gunshot shook the darkness of the dense forest, and several people turned back at the same time.
"Whoosh!" The sniper rifle equipped with a silencer opened fire. The mercenaries were shot in the throat and fell to the ground.
Zhulan emerged from the grass. She signaled to her men to place the body in order, creating an illusion of fleeing westward. Then, she walked in the opposite direction of the dense forest.
Within half an hour, sporadic gunfire rang out in the dense forest. Using an ambush, Zhulan killed seven mercenaries.
This phenomenon attracted Grumman's attention. As the captain of the mercenaries, Grumman was best at adapting to circumstances.
Looking at the bodies on the ground, Grumman called the soldiers to be alert. He called his deputy Spren.
Spren was once a member of the world-famous mercenary hunter unit. He was good at tracking and could tell at a glance that the corpses had been placed in a special way.
Squatting down, Spren's hand probed the soldier's wound: "The wound is still steaming. The battle happened two minutes ago, and their retreat direction should be to the west."
Grumman agreed with Spren's judgment. There was still time. The question was which direction to choose as the point of attack.
Opening the map, Grumman thought carefully.
There is a cliff to the west, and the enemy will definitely occupy this commanding height. If we attack from the east, it will take more time, but we can occupy the protruding cliff.
"Spren, you lead twenty men to attack from the east, and the rest follow me." Grumman made a decision, and more than thirty mercenaries followed Grumman and headed forward.
On the high cliff, Zhu Lan and the eleven sisters each occupied the cliff.
Zhulan did not expect that the other party would see through the disguise and rush towards him. Time was short and it was too late to retreat. Zhulan could only hold on to the cliff.
According to the terrain of the cliff, the twelve team members occupied favorable positions, waiting for the opponent's attack.
Five hundred meters away, Grumman and his members stopped. They walked very slowly, relying on trees for tactical evasion.
"Bang bang!" Grumman suddenly fired two shots towards the cliff. His tall figure was so eye-catching.
"Bang!" A team member couldn't help it and shot at Grumman.
The bullets hit the trees, branches and leaves were broken, and Grumman was like a snake, winding its way.
"Hoo!" Grumman suddenly threw a grenade, and Zhulan signaled the team members to get down.
There was a loud "bang", stone debris flew, and the huge explosion shook the cliff body.
The remaining mercenaries threw grenades at the same time. They threw nearly a hundred grenades, suppressing Zhu Lan and others.
This cunning guy, Zhu Lan cursed, she observed the other person through the cracks in the rocks.
Grumman was gone, and the mercenaries' sniper rifles were whizzing.
Zhulan and her sisters fought back and took advantage of the geographical advantage. Zhulan's side achieved many results.
After ten minutes of shooting, the other side dropped seven or eight corpses, but after all, the other side had the numerical advantage. Under the strong firepower, the three sisters were slightly injured.
Zhu Lan briefly treated them with a hemostatic bandage, and then went back to the battle.
Not seeing Grumman, Julan had a bad feeling, like a thorn piercing his back, which was very uncomfortable.
The opponent's attack was more violent, and Zhu Lan hit him harder. If he didn't take action easily, someone would surely fall if he did.
The dense gunfire was mixed with strange sounds. Zhulan looked up and saw a dozen Wasp mercenaries appearing on the eastern cliff.
Oops, the other side wants to take the commanding heights.
In the current situation, there was no one left to stop the opponent. Zhulan gritted his teeth and gave up his position to his comrades.
"Don't move, I'm here!" A subtle voice came into Zhulan's ears. This was the Black Panther using a special sound transmission technique. It used low-frequency vibrations to transmit words that only its own people could understand.
"Bang!" A gunshot broke the silence of the dense forest. The head of a mercenary led by the leader exploded and was directly shot in the head by a large-caliber rifle.
"Conceal!" Spren ordered immediately. He was the first to kneel on the ground and set up his sniper rifle.
There was deathly silence on the opposite side, with only the sound of the mountain wind blowing the branches and leaves. After waiting for more than ten minutes, Spren still found no movement, so he signaled to attack with a grenade.
The sound of explosions continued and gunpowder smoke filled the entire cliff. Spren and his men marched carefully.
"Bang! Bang!" Two gunshots rang out, and the two subordinates fell to the ground.
There were two opponents? Spren felt like he had been fooled.
Two people dared to snipe at more than 20 mercenaries. These two people were a bit too courageous.
You must find these two guys and remove their Tianling Caps with a rifle.
Spren gritted his teeth and retaliated against the Black Panther. This kind of retaliation was very intensive, with intensive attacks aimed at one area, but the opponent never showed up. Spren was extremely depressed.
"Go up!" Spren led the soldiers up the cliff in a fan shape.
There was a shining thread in the grass. A mercenary stopped and carefully dug a mine with a bayonet.
The sharp blade cut the thread. There were no mines at all. The other party was playing tricks.
On the southwest side, there was the same thread. Like their companions, these mercenaries encountered a false alarm.
The last soldier stepped carelessly onto the cliff. The moment his feet touched the ground, a fireball rose into the sky, followed by a deafening explosion.
The Black Panther deployed an extremely complex series of mines. At the beginning, some false fuses were destroyed, and the real mines were buried on the inconspicuous surface.
The loud noise shook the sky, and at least one of the mission mercenaries was injured by the mine.
The Black Panther seized this rare opportunity and shot decisively, killing five more people.
Spren was so depressed that he almost vomited blood. The fight lasted less than twenty minutes, and he lost seventeen of his men. He didn't even see the opponent's shadow.
However, the Wasp mercenaries also had rich combat experience. Spren quickly determined the Black Panther's location and took turns shooting with six of his companions, beating the Black Panther until it couldn't even lift its head.
Spren and three team members used fire to suppress it, while the other three team members touched it.
The cliff was steep and covered with moss, so it was very difficult for several team members to walk.
The Black Panther suddenly appeared, and the three mercenaries hurriedly avoided it. A grenade rolled down the cliff. One of the mercenaries quickly grabbed the grenade and threw it to the side.
The grenade hit the rock and made a crisp sound. This was not a grenade, it was just an empty shell.
"Bang!" The Black Panther suddenly appeared, and the mercenary who threw the grenade was shot in the chest, and a stream of blood arrows spurted out.
"Damn it!" Spren was furious. He aimed at the Black Panther and shot him.
The black panther was as slippery as a loach, his body pressed against the back of the cliff, moving down bit by bit.
There is a deep ravine between the eastern cliff and the Zhulan Cliff. The Black Panther's magazine has been empty and it must retreat now.
Spren stopped shooting and picked up an empty cartridge case at his feet. This cartridge case was obviously left by the Black Panther. This was an AK47 cartridge case. There was only one person on the other side and he shot more than ten times in a row. The cartridge should also be
Finished.
Spren waved and led the remaining five team members to follow. Finally, they reached the top of the cliff. On it was a piece of cigarette paper with a few words crookedly written on it: "Goodbye, bastards!"
"Asshole!" Spren was so angry that he shattered the paper of the cigarette pack. He raised his telescope and found a green figure clinging to the cliff opposite, moving slowly.
Spren raised his gun and slowly took aim. Just when he was about to pull the trigger, the figure moved, grabbed a vine and flew across the five-foot-wide river to the opposite bank.
"Bang bang!" Spren's eyes were spitting fire, and he fired fiercely at the black panther's retreating figure, but unfortunately all shots were in vain.
Fortunately, they had already occupied the commanding heights, with the cliffs to the west in full view, and Spren decided to suppress Zhulan and others with firepower.
"Brother Leopard!" Zhu Lan almost shed tears when she saw the black panther.
Unlike old guys like the Black Panthers, this was the first time Zhulan fought against fierce mercenaries, and his experience was obviously inferior to the opponent's. One of his team members had already died.
Black Panther's communicator rang, and Fang Ming shouted loudly: "Black Panther, hold the enemy back, I'll be there soon."
"Julan, how many bullets are left?"
"Each person only has about twenty rounds!"
Black Panther gritted his teeth. At least seven or eight mercenaries had already climbed up the cliff. The enemy had replaced them with submachine guns, and the firepower suppressed them so much that they couldn't even lift their heads.
Two hundred meters, one hundred meters - close enough that you can see the other person's face.
"Fight!" Black Panther struck first, knocking down five opponents with a few shots, and then he rushed over.
The Black Panther was like a whirlwind, rushing into the opponent's camp.
"Stop shooting, catch him!" Grumman pulled out his dagger and rushed forward.
In a hand-to-hand encounter, the Black Panther burst out with astonishing power. He grabbed a mercenary, danced like a whirlwind, and threw the man out.
"Crash!" Four or five mercenaries were smashed and fell to the ground. Zhulan and her sisters seized the opportunity and shot.
The 0.44cm Sand Eagle pistol exerted amazing power in close combat, knocking down more than ten Wasp mercenaries. Zhulan followed the Black Panther and ran all the way.