781: Chapter 772: Hitting the Cow Beyond the Mountain 781: Chapter 772: Hitting the Cow Beyond the Mountain “Twenty-six, twenty-seven, a total of twenty-seven people.
Did I miss anyone?”
“No, you didn’t miss anyone.
There are twenty-seven people.”
After counting the number of guards he could see and confirming with Jansen, Gao Yang aimed his gun at a guard by the river and whispered, “Jansen, those twelve people under the tree over there are yours.
Can you take them out with one sweep of fire?”
Jansen nodded and whispered back, “No problem at all.
They’re all clustered together, a drum of ammo will definitely do the job.”
“Radar, I’ll handle the scattered guards.
If they take cover, I’ll need you to charge at them to give me a chance to shoot them.
Also, you need to round up those who are working, don’t let them run around.
Any problem with that?”
Bantuna replied softly, “No problem.
You shoot first.
I’ll handle the ones you can’t reach.”
Gao Yang sighed and said, “I’ve killed a lot of people, but I’ve never really rescued anyone.
I mean strangers.
Today, we’re going to be heroes, guys.”
Jansen seemed excited and exclaimed, “That’s right, we are heroes.
Over a hundred poor slaves, if we can rescue all of them, I’m sure I’ll go to heaven when I die.”
The gunfire was about to start, but looking at the slaves, both men and women, naked and performing the same monotonous actions in the water, so miserable it hurt to look at them, Gao Yang really couldn’t understand why they were still able to sing.
After sighing, Gao Yang asked curiously, “I really don’t understand, those people are so miserable, why do they still sing while they work?”
Bantuna replied somberly, “Life is already so miserable, of course, we have to sing while we work, otherwise how can we keep going?”
Gao Yang shrugged and said, “Alright, I don’t quite understand their way of thinking.
It doesn’t make sense to sing when you’re suffering.
Okay guys, let’s get to work.”
Having said that, Gao Yang aimed at a guard holding a gun, who was shouting loudly at the laborers in the river, and blew the top of the guard’s head off with a shot.
The sound of Gao Yang’s gun was a signal.
Jansen’s machine gun opened fire immediately.
Underneath a big tree by the river, about a dozen people sat in the shade, looking quite leisurely.
They were gathered together, and such a target was just perfect for a machine gun to deal with.
The distance wasn’t too far, just under a hundred meters.
Even though Jansen was not very skilled with the machine gun, this was the simplest job for a machine gunner, and he could still do it well.
As a stream of bullets flew out, Jansen kept his trigger pulled without really letting go.
Of course, he couldn’t keep it pulled nonstop.
You still need to be skillful with burst firing, stopping the firing when you feel that you can no longer control the trajectory, stabilizing for a bit before firing again.
With three long bursts, Jansen had almost wiped clean the group of guards gathering under the tree, and then he mopped up the rest with short bursts.
The guards clustered underneath the tree had been cleared out.
Jansen had taken down about a dozen men unawares, and Gao Yang had taken out three, but as he went to continue firing, there were no more targets.
At the sound of gunfire, those who had stood by the river watching the laborers’ work quickly found cover for themselves.
After hearing the gunfire, the laborers in the river stopped collectively, waiting to see some of the guards shot dead from behind.
A few bolder laborers threw down their sieves and ran, but most of them instinctively crouched in the water.
Seeing some laborers trying to run, some of the hiding guards immediately opened fire, and three of the fleeing laborers were promptly killed in the river.
Bantuna shouted, “Don’t run!
Get down!
Get down!
Lie down in the water!”
Immediately, some people did as Bantuna had said, but there were still some who stood dumbly in the river.
Bantuna then switched to another language and continued to shout loudly.
While Bantuna was shouting, a guard suddenly darted out from behind a tree, intending to shoot at Bantuna, but Gao Yang, who had been searching for targets, beat him to it and killed the guard as he emerged.
Bantuna switched through four or five languages.
With his efforts, basically no one was standing anymore, and the laborers also started shouting.
Soon, there were only heads visible above the water in the river, with all the laborers lying in the flowing water.
Bantuna stopped moving, pulled out a grenade, and threw it toward a big tree.
After waiting for the grenade to explode, he made a rapid advance, sweeping gunfire towards the other side of the tree.
Gunfire erupted everywhere, but Gao Yang almost had no opportunity to shoot.
These guards were tougher than any he had faced before.
Many would just peek out, immediately retracting their heads, and then stretch out their arms with guns to spray bullets towards the position where Gao Yang and the others were located.
The enemy’s shooting method was not a significant threat, but Gao Yang didn’t have a chance to shoot either.
Bantuna also had no space or opportunity to make an assault because if he did, he was likely to be shot to pieces.
After several attempts to go out forced him back into hiding, Bantuna spoke softly into the walkie-talkie, “Boss, it’s no good.
These guys aren’t that stupid.
I can’t just go charging in.”
Gao Yang grabbed the walkie-talkie and whispered, “Understood.
These guys are tough, all experienced veterans.
We can’t take this lightly this time.
Safety first, Radar.
Hold on, I’ll try shooting through the walls!”
“Breach the wall?”
“Figuratively speaking, shoot through the trees!
The enemy has moved; I can’t be sure if they’re still where they initially took cover.
If you can spot their hiding spot from your position, guide me to it.”
There are many places along the river that provide cover—large trees, ditches by the riverbank, and plenty of bushes too.
Once the enemy hides, they might move to positions where Gao Yang cannot see them.
Bantuna is approximately fifty meters to the front left of Gao Yang, at a different angle.
What Gao Yang cannot see might be visible to Bantuna.
After informing Bantuna, Gao Yang put aside the AKM he was holding and picked up the hunting rifle that Bantuna had laid down for him.
In the jungle, a large caliber, long-range but low-rate-of-fire bolt-action rifle was of little use, but after several previous lessons, Gao Yang still brought his hunting rifle, and now it seemed he had made an extremely wise decision.
The .338 Lapua Magnum rounds had a powerful capability unmatched by the intermediate M43 cartridges and the penetration power Gao Yang urgently needed at that moment.
The bullet was already in the chamber of the hunting rifle.
Gao Yang just needed to release the safety to shoot.
He raised his rifle, aimed at a person hiding behind a tree and occasionally sticking out a rifle to shoot, and Gao Yang pulled the trigger.
To be precise, Gao Yang shot at the tree.
The enemy behind it was very tricky; he would only briefly extend his arm to fire short bursts, never exposing his arm for more than two seconds.
Gao Yang even found it impossible to target his arm.
If he couldn’t hit the arm, he would shoot the tree.
Gao Yang wasn’t sure whether the .338 Lapua Magnum’s penetration power was enough to penetrate a tree with a diameter of fifty centimeters, so he aimed at the edge of the tree.
However, he estimated that the bullet would have to pass through thirty to forty centimeters of wood thickness.
Gao Yang was not disappointed.
His experimental shot penetrated the trunk.
A small bullet hole appeared on his side of the tree, and then someone fell behind it.
Jansen was not far from Gao Yang.
Without waiting for a signal from Gao Yang, he used his machine gun to unleash a short burst, firing two more bullets into the fallen enemy, permanently eliminating the threat from the once covered enemy.
The fact that the tree could be penetrated pleased Gao Yang greatly.
He immediately aimed his gun at another large tree from behind which someone was shooting, ready to repeat the same tactic.
The second tree was even thicker than the first.
Gao Yang’s first shot hit the trunk, but no one behind it fell.
Gao Yang shifted his aim lower, targeting about one meter above the ground at the base of the trunk; if someone was crouching behind it, they could get hit.
Moving down, then to the side, Gao Yang fired his second shot.
This time, after the shot, a black man immediately left the cover of the large tree, hopping and jumping.
Gao Yang could tell that the man had been hit in the thigh.
Before he could take another shot, Jansen and Bantuna fired together, and after brief gunfire, the enemy who Gao Yang had driven out from behind the tree lay on the ground, motionless.
After two successful shots, Gao Yang was quite happy, but he had lost his targets for shooting again because not everyone was hiding behind trees, and not everyone would stay in one place.
Each person would change their position if they found sufficient cover.
As the enemy stopped firing, Gao Yang said through the intercom, “Radar, guide me.”
“Okay, based on your position, around 10:30, do you see it?
By the river, there’s a small mound of sand.”
Gao Yang looked at the sand heap Bantuna pointed out.
These were piles of sand and stones left by laborers after washing diamonds, but there were several sand heaps, and Gao Yang couldn’t confirm which one specifically.
Gao Yang turned to Jansen and said, “Don’t shoot.
Use the drone to help me find the enemy.”
After instructing Jansen, Gao Yang intended to wait for him to scout with the drone before shooting again, but then Bantuna fired a shot, saying, “See that?”
Gao Yang saw the sand heap Bantuna had hit.
It was quite small, about one meter high, but Gao Yang didn’t know how well bullets would penetrate a mound of sand and stones.
Taking aim, Gao Yang first shot towards the middle of the sand heap.
“The bullet went through; I saw the splash it made in the river, but the angle is off.
You can’t hit the enemy if they’re lying down.”
Hearing Bantuna’s advice, Gao Yang had no choice.
He and the hidden enemy were almost on the same level; shooting the middle of the sand heap would ensure the bullet’s power to penetrate the sand, but the angle would not reach the enemy.
At that moment, Jansen launched the drone.
He then placed the display screen in front of Gao Yang, who was lying prone.
Gao Yang quickly spotted the person hiding behind the sand heap on the screen.
Looking at the screen and then scanning with his naked eyes to confirm the angle and the enemy’s position, Gao Yang stood up from the ground, aimed beyond the heap of sand, and fired a shot.
As the gunshot sounded, Gao Yang immediately dropped back down to view the display screen, and then he saw the enemy behind the sand heap clutching one leg, writhing in agony.
(To be continued.
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