Chapter 84 Counterattack
The desert wind blew up, sweeping up dust and sand, reducing visibility to the lowest level. Due to the temperature difference, the hot desert during the day gave people a feeling of coldness.
A blowing sand wind is a good sign, the sound will mask the movement of lurkers, and the dust will hide their figures.
The radio was blocked, so Zhao Ziyang and his team formed a zigzag triangle and moved towards the desert base, climbing a sand hill and hiding there, letting the sand form the closest camouflage to nature. Under the emerald green light of the night vision device, the entire base appeared in front of the lurkers, all in a gray haze, and it was unknown where the defenders were hiding.
Zhao Ziyang pointed his index and middle fingers at his eyes, and then at the station, indicating observation. He then combined his index and middle fingers, clasped the remaining three fingers together, pointed two fingers to the east, and pointed at Pandora with a single index finger. He repeated this action and pointed at several other mercenaries, indicating that Pandora should lead these team members to the east side of the station to ambush.
Personnel were also assigned to the west side of the base to encircle the base from three directions.
At this time, the sand dune where Zhao Ziyang was located was about 600 meters away from the base, which was the most effective and appropriate range for sniping. He understood the principle of giving someone a taste of his own medicine, and he liked to do so. Such a hateful battle would give him greater pleasure.
Time slipped away bit by bit, and the sky began to gradually brighten. The violent sand wind finally became exhausted as the sky brightened, and gradually became gentle, completing the camouflage of the lurker with the last bit of sand and dust.
From a distance, you can only see yellow sand, without any trace of human presence. The Lurker mercenaries lying there motionless were buried under the sand, even their necks were covered by the sand. The guns in their hands were half in the yellow sand and half in the air. Only their eyes were still moving, still actively searching for the enemy.
The yellow sand on his body was smooth and natural, with tiny ripples caused by the wind. There was no life, only dead silence. This was the best camouflage, a camouflage that could not be detected even if you walked up to it.
The sun gradually rose into the sky, and a new round of heat wave swept in again. The entire desert turned golden again under the sunlight.
The Blade lurking in the west tried hard to overcome the strong light brought by the rising sun in the east, repeatedly adjusted the possible reflections of the sight, and finally ordered all the sights to be removed and aim through the mechanical sight.
The Fox Hunter and Mandragora who were known to be in the station were undoubtedly strong in the mercenary world. The reflection of the aiming lens would be easily captured by them. If nothing unexpected happened, they were observing the surrounding situation in a corner and did not dare to show up rashly.
"Where did the lurkers escape from?" On the top floor of a three-story building, Liehu muttered to himself, looking for the answer to how Zhao Ziyang and his team escaped from this base.
"There's only a tunnel." Mandala stood at the window of the building with his arms folded, squinting and staring out.
She was standing facing west, and had very skillfully hidden her body in the darkness of the window, making it impossible for Blade and his men, who were searching with mechanical sights, to detect her.
"boom!"
A sudden muffled sound was heard, and a dull explosion sounded from the underground of the military warehouse in the north leading to the outside of the base. Along with the explosion, a straight line extending nearly two kilometers to the north collapsed strangely, forming a long dragon in the desert.
"Haha, I really underestimated the lurker." Fox Hunter fiddled with his Damascus saber with a smile on his face.
Seeing the smile on Liehu's face, Mandragora showed a disdainful expression, and showed his extreme dissatisfaction with Liehu's tone and expression.
"Why, do you think what I said is wrong?" Liehu Chong showed a bright smile to Mandala, casually inserted the saber on the table and said: "I am praising the Lurker, do you think I am being sarcastic?"
There was nothing wrong with saying this, but it was a provocation to Mandragora, who was once a member of the lurker.
"Hunting Fox." Mandala showed a disdainful smile on his face, shook his head and said to Hunting Fox: "If you meet the lurker Night Rose on a narrow road, I am sure that you will be the one who dies. If you fight with Pandora, I bet that Pandora will cut your throat within three moves, and you can only bully the spirit fox."
These words are a disdain for fox hunting, and a sarcasm, but more of a counterattack.
"Ah..." Fox Hunter stood up and pulled the saber off the table. He straightened his chest and pointed the saber at Mandragora and said, "It's a pity that you will meet these people eventually. I wonder how the lurkers will treat traitors."
"Hehe..." Mandragora smiled coldly, licked his lips and stared at Fox Hunter, saying: "I am not a traitor, because I don't have any money to betray you. If someone is willing to pay to kill you, I will kill you without hesitation."
The two of them exchanged sharp words, which provoked each other's anger. They stared at each other and slowly prepared for a fighting stance.
The Lurkers are a whole, and the Defenders are also a whole. Mandragora, who left the Lurkers and came to the mortal enemy Defenders, was bound to be unwelcome. After all, there was hatred between her and the Defenders. She once skinned a Defender mercenary alive.
This caused her an awkward situation. The Lurkers thought she was a traitor, and the Defenders also thought she was a traitor after accepting her. If Mandragora had not known the Lurkers very well, there would definitely be mercenaries who would kill Mandragora.
However, Mandora has a clear understanding of herself. She has been loyal to money from beginning to end and would never betray money even if it betrays herself.
"Save your energy. Now we should think about how to retreat safely from here." A tall mercenary spoke in the corner, walked out and stood between the two men , stopping their anger.
The mercenary has soft blond hair, brown eyes and a handsome hooked nose that show his Anglo-Saxon ethnicity.
The British belong to the Anglo-Saxon race. They have an arrogance that no other race has. The mercenary in front of him also exudes this arrogance. This is innate, determined by the blood flowing in his bones. However, his face is very pale, giving people a creepy feeling.
"Dear Mandala." The mercenary smiled and said to Mandala, "With your help, we have successfully injured the Lurker's Omo and the Devil. I think we can do even better."
After speaking to Mandragora, the mercenary turned to Fox Hunter and said, "I don't think we should argue with each other. If you insist on treating this as a round table meeting, I can only express my helplessness."
The mercenary shrugged and stepped back, smiling handsomely.
"Baron, you'd better lie down in the corner and save your energy." The fox hunter curled his lips and covered his mouth. His slightly frowned brows revealed his discomfort with the smell of the baron.
Indeed, the smell of the baron was very special, almost like a fragrance, mixed with a little bit of tulip, but this tulip smell was dispersed by a fishy smell, which was indescribably strange. Just like his face, it would make people feel creepy.
"Hehe..." The Baron smiled, revealing his white teeth, and returned to his corner.
Naturally, Fox Hunter and Mandragora could no longer fight due to the Baron's interruption. They just went about their own business as if nothing had happened, as if the unpleasantness had been forgotten by them.
"Xue Dao, what's the situation over there?" Fox Hunter asked the defender at another part of the base via the radio.
"not found."
"Increase your vigilance."
"clear."
"Jaguar, have you found anything?"
"Not yet. It seems that the lurkers are a bunch of cowards who are hiding and dare not show their heads. Hahahaha..."
"Shut up!" Fox Hunter shouted at the Jaguar, "You'd better put away your rival's heart. You should know the strength of the lurker. If you are not careful, you will be the first to die!"
After turning off the radio, Fox Hunter took out a piece of gum, put it in his mouth and chewed it, then turned to look at Mandragora.
"I dare not determine what the tactics of the lurkers are." Mandala frowned and looked out the window and said, "Among the lurkers, Night Rose is proficient in sniping and assassination at night; Pandora is proficient in all-terrain and all-weather operations; Blade and Rifling are proficient in urban street fighting; Omo and Flashpoint are proficient in snow combat, and Black Hawk is proficient in desert combat. However, Black Hawk is dead, and the special forces soldier who replaced him was born in Northwest China. He must be proficient in desert combat, but I really don't know what his tactics are."
Desert warfare is the most difficult battle. In ancient times, battles in the desert were collective cavalry charges. Because there was no cover, all soldiers were exposed to the air, and the one who was the most sturdy and brave would be the final winner.
This kind of desert warfare is still the same today. Although there are more lurking techniques suitable for special operations, neither ambushes nor sneak attacks are of much use. All we have is a fight of utmost strength.
"People who come from the Chinese special forces should not be underestimated." Liehu nodded, a gleam in his eyes and then said: "Special forces soldiers should not be underestimated, but what tactics should he use?"
Mandala smiled disdainfully and turned his head away, muttering to himself: "I'm afraid that any tactics used by the special forces will not work. The colonel will be here soon..."
As long as the tactics can win, they are good tactics. Zhao Ziyang will not limit himself to the tactics he has learned and apply them. He will formulate tactics on the spot according to the terrain, topography, and the equipment strength of both sides, and he does not care even if it is the most despicable behavior.
Only the living have the right to speak, and only the living have the right to comment.
At this time, the lurkers who surrounded the desert base in three directions did not make any movement. They were waiting quietly, waiting for the other party to appear.
Zhao Ziyang has a tactic, and the tactic is a test of patience.
Tactics such as infiltration, assault, detour, and outflanking were not practical here. If they attacked the garrison, they would be completely exposed to the enemy's guns. So now the competition was a test of patience, to see who could not bear it first.
In addition, Zhao Ziyang has a very radical and bold back-up: Arc'teryx.
When Crazy and the others escorted Omo to reunite with the Archaeopteryx, the Archaeopteryx would definitely organize another air strike. This was the backup, and this was the key to victory.
The scorching sun slowly moved from the east, and finally hung high above the head. The sand, which fully absorbed the heat, became extremely hot, and penetrated the bodies of the players on the table without mercy in their combat uniforms. But everyone gritted their teeth and waited, waiting to complete the fatal blow to the defender.
Either you or I, or I or you, only one of the Lurkers and the Defenders can survive. This has deviated from the mission requirements and turned into a vendetta between two mercenaries.
