321: Chapter 319: Crushing 321: Chapter 319: Crushing Gao Yang’s disguise had such an intense impact on the nearby enemy that the people in front of him either died, fled, or knelt on the ground, but those who were a bit farther away, unable to see Gao Yang clearly, were not so polite.
After Gao Yang fired two shots, those distant enemies also started shooting.
Gao Yang had only fired two shots and, after catching the enemy by surprise, immediately ducked and sprinted to one side.
At this moment, two reinforcements from the sky had reached behind him and finally opened fire.
One of the reinforcements cradled a machine gun, and upon seeing Gao Yang dressed in a grass skirt, confirmed there was no risk of friendly fire, the gunner immediately began to spray bullets, while the other, firing his TAR-21 rifle, quickly moved closer to Gao Yang.
Gao Yang crouched down, kneeling on one knee as he swept the area with his AK47.
At this point, the combat distance was too close and the tall grass concealed their view; Gao Yang simply fired towards any noise he heard, as both sides were essentially shooting blindly, but the Nuer United Front, with more numbers, was sure to have a greater advantage.
“Get down!”
After hearing the loud shout from the reinforcements, Gao Yang looked back while getting down and saw that his reinforcements had already reached behind him.
Seeing the Tavor TAR-21 rifle and familiar tactical moves, Gao Yang knew for sure that the comer must be an Israeli.
The man who dashed towards Gao Yang paused noticeably upon seeing his face, and at that moment, Gao Yang shouted in Hebrew, “Friendly!”
Having trained in Israel for a while, Gao Yang could certainly speak simple Hebrew, especially military terms, and upon hearing Gao Yang’s shout, the man running toward him immediately took off the large pack on his back and threw it in front of Gao Yang, then shouted, “Put it on, quick.”
After yelling at Gao Yang, the Israeli clad in heavy body armor immediately ran to Gao’s front and knelt on one knee, providing Gao Yang with some cover.
As Gao Yang took the large pack thrown in front of him, he took a helmet out of the pack, buckled it on his head, then quickly removed his gun and backpack.
He donned a heavy body armor at top speed and then slipped on a combat vest.
Gao Yang’s combat vest was already equipped with everything he needed: magazines for his HK417, four grenades, as well as a walkie-talkie.
After he geared up, putting the walkie-talkie earpiece into his ear, Gao Yang took out his HK417 from the large pack, chambered a round with a clatter, and patted the shoulder of the man providing cover in front of him twice, signaling that he was ready.
Then the man guarding in front of Gao Yang shouted, “We must leave this thicket; your weapon is with another person!
Go get your weapon!
Alternate cover during the retreat, machine gun to respond!”
Gao Yang didn’t waste words.
Without visibility, his HK417 lacked suppressive fire capability and couldn’t effectively cover, so he crouched and hurried to the machine gunner.
The gunner had remained outside the tall grass, and as soon as Gao Yang reached his side, he too lay down on the ground, then shouted into the walkie-talkie, “This is Ram, secure!”
The gunner also shouted, “Naftalan, falling back!”
Gao Yang had abandoned his shotgun and double-barreled shotgun back there, but now that he finally got his HK417 back, those items didn’t matter anymore.
Gao Yang quickly took on the role of a marksman.
He didn’t limit his view to the scope, but whenever he spotted an enemy, he would swiftly turn the gun to shoot.
The man who had brought equipment to Gao Yang was named Naftalan, who, after accurately taking down two emerging enemies, quickly turned and ran back.
However, he didn’t lie down next to Gao Yang and the sniper, instead stopping about thirty meters past them.
Gao Yang and the machine gunner alternately covered each other in retreat, stopping beside Naftalan.
The three formed a triangular shooting position, each about ten meters apart, constructing a firepower position.
The gunner used an M-249, which is the Minimi 5.56 mm light machine gun, coupled with a TAR-21 assault rifle and an HK417.
Although there were only three of them, their firepower was quite considerable.
However, they had to continue falling back and could only ensure safety once they had put enough distance between themselves and the enemy.
Nevertheless, as they prepared to face the coming assault while retreating, they didn’t see anyone emerge from the grass.
Once they were clear of the thicket, Gao Yang whispered into the walkie-talkie, “This is Ram, now secure.
Toad, Destin, how’s your situation?
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“Destin here, we’ve landed, all normal and heading towards you.”
“Understood, Ram.
Be careful!”
Just then, two successive explosions sounded in the distance.
Gao Yang’s heart tightened, and he immediately said, “Where was the explosion?
Where was the explosion?”
Li Jinfang’s voice came through the headset, his tone urgent as he said, “This is Toad.
We’ve encountered a caravan, and we’ve initiated the attack.”
Gao Yang was unclear about the exact landing spot of Li Jinfang and his team, so he didn’t know which caravan they had encountered.
Thus, Gao Yang said anxiously, “Where are you?
What caravan have you encountered?”
Gao Yang was very anxious, but Destin spoke in a relaxed tone, “Our landing spot is right behind the enemy.
The caravan we encountered is the one chasing you.
Ram, your enemies ahead are fleeing; you’re safe now.
No time for details; come and rally with us.”
After a moment of stunned silence, Gao Yang said loudly to Naftalan beside him, “Buddy, how many of you are there in total?”
“Including you, a total of six combatants.
Alright, now we need to go and meet up with them.”
Six men making over a hundred flee in disarray seemed unbelievable, but it wasn’t the time to be astonished.
Since Destin had called for a rally, then a rally it would be.
The three of them – Gao Yang, Naftalan, and the gunner named David – no longer retreated backward but quickly got up, forming an inverted triangle assault team.
With Naftalan on the front left, David, the gunner on the front right, and Gao Yang in the back at the center, the trio maintained formation and quickly cut through to the front.
As Gao Yang sprinted forward, he heard the continuous sound of explosions.
He knew they must have been made by Destin’s team, which meant their situation might be grim.
To run forward, they had to pass through a patch of tall grass; otherwise, they’d have to take a detour.
As he moved through the grass, Gao Yang could no longer afford to hide; he ran upright because it was the only way to see the plumes of thick smoke rising in the distance.
After roughly three minutes of traversing the tall grass, Gao Yang had a clear view of the distant scene.
Dozens of men were scattering in all directions, and ahead of him were three cars ablaze, billowing dense black smoke.
Additionally, three other cars had stopped, with intense gunfire coming from where the cars had halted.
The black men, sprinting away about four to five hundred meters in front of Gao Yang, were Nuer United Front’s soldiers rushing to help the Arabs.
Meanwhile, Destin and the others engaged with mostly Arab men were about eight hundred meters from Gao Yang’s team.
The situation had the Nuer United Front’s black soldiers sandwiched between the Arabs and Gao Yang’s team, forming a complex, layered predicament.
Upon gaining sufficient visibility, Gao Yang shouted, “Shoot on the spot, don’t let those guys up front break through!
Naftalan, shooting platform.”
With such a distance, there was no way to catch up with the black men, so Gao Yang decided to strike from behind.
After a loud yell, David immediately shouldered his machine gun and began to spray the black men in the middle from behind.
As David opened fire, Naftalan knelt to the ground, placed his face down, propped his forearms on the earth, lifting his buttocks high, and took up an odd stance.
After unfolding his HK417’s bipod, Gao Yang sat cross-legged behind Naftalan’s raised buttocks and rested his rifle on them, then started shooting.
The grass was somewhat high, so if Gao Yang shot prone, his view would be obstructed by grass despite the bipod.
He could only shoot standing without support, but that would be too inaccurate.
Therefore, Gao Yang had no choice but to use Naftalan as an improvised shooting platform.
Trained under the same system, at Gao Yang’s command, Naftalan knew exactly what to do, adopting a stable pose with absolutely no shaking to impair Gao Yang’s shooting.
Although their position may have appeared indecorous, it was immensely effective.
With the necessary height, a familiar firearm, and ample ammunition, what followed was a massacre.
Despite the considerable distance and the moving targets, Gao Yang’s shooting was almost unerringly accurate.
Regardless of the reasons, now that they had become enemies, any mercy towards the enemy was cruelty to oneself.
Six men against at least a hundred, but the result was lopsided, with the vastly outnumbered party dominating.
It wasn’t an exaggeration to say that Gao Yang and his team were steamrolling the enemy, thrown into chaos by one man alone.
Such a ragtag bunch, upon the arrival of Gao Yang’s reinforcements, were left with nothing but to be crushed.
Li Jinfang and Destin’s trio were equipped with rocket launchers and grenade launchers, so explosions kept on ringing without end.
And for some reason, the three remaining intact vehicles had not moved.
While engaging in rapid, continuous shooting, Gao Yang also pondered this issue.
But recalling the luxury cars driven by the Arabs, he suddenly realized something.
“Toad, Destin, if you can make sure those cars won’t drive away, be careful not to blow up the intact ones.
The Arabs’ cars have some good stuff on them, a lot of good stuff.” (To be continued.
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