Qin Xiu, who had ripples in his heart, lowered his head. He must also remember it. Although he wasn’t familiar with the map at all, he should at least know at which point Ye Jian would go to complete the task later.
In the professional words of special forces: complete the removal mission.
“According to the information provided by Kun Dan, the troops here will not be too much, should just be about two platoons… Ye Jian, you and Old K will clear the outposts, and the two of us will meet you here.” J5 pointed to Snow Eagle, “And we will rush out together again.”
The strength of two ordinary platoons was about sixty people. One sentry point had about three people guarding, and two sentry points had a total of six people. Ye Jian was responsible for one sentry point, K7 was responsible for the other sentry point, and the two would complete the clearing task. One had to act as an assaultman to make a bloody path.
“I’ll be the assaulter; K7 will be the killer.” Ye Jian offered to act as the assaulter. She did shoot faster than her comrades on the scene, so it would be more appropriate for her to complete the breakthrough in the race against time.
Everyone except Qin Xiu had seen how fast Ye Jian shot. One of them could only shoot one person, and she had already shot two and was about to kill the third one. Such a speed was unbeatable!
J5 and Snow Eagle looked at each other quickly and agreed with Ye Jian’s proposal.
She was indeed the most suitable assaulter.
The final battle plan was: Ye Jian would clear the second post and then go straight up the mountain, K7 would complete the first post clearing; then J5 would ride up the mountain first and venture into the danger. He would touch the bottom and attract the garrisons in the mountains.
Ye Jian would cover for J5 and cleared the first wave of soldiers from the neighboring country.
Then, K7 and Snow Eagle would ride their motorcycles up the mountain to sweep the remaining ones, followed by V8, who would be covering for Qin Xiu as they rushed into the mountains.
After completing the infiltration of the enemy’s backside, Ye Jian would suppress the garrison troops with full firepower, supported by K7, and Snow Eagle would cover V8 and lead Qin Xiu out from the bloody road.
In a convergent combat mode, it was necessary to ensure that every combat link did not cause a little problem. For example, if Ye Jian’s second post was not cleared before K7, then J5, who would ride up on his motorcycle, would be driven by the second post’s sentry, shot, and killed.
Therefore, Ye Jian, who was in charge of the assault, must complete every link in advance so as to keep the battles for her comrades behind.
Communication in the neighboring country was interrupted, and they had no communication equipment, so they could only rely on their tacit understanding of each other to start fighting.
The corners of Qin Xiu’s mouth were a little tight; he couldn’t understand why Ye Jian always wanted to rush to the front, doing the most dangerous things.
He didn’t ask. He was not a direct combatant, so he couldn’t argue; he could only bear the doubts in his heart for the time being. He could ask after they completed the task.
After the combat deployment was completed, Qin Xiu was still protected by V8, and when the other comrades made the blood path, he would rush out again.
J5 rolled up the map and put the micro gun butt in his hand against the ground, raised his eyes, and glanced at his comrades in cold eyes, “Since the military group and the New Policy are besieging us with firepower, let’s also not be too polite. Don’t delay any time; kill as many people as you can.”
“After this, let’s let them count the casualties on Ruilila; it has nothing to do with us. This is called “returning the human body by the human way.” So all of us got the same medicine, fair and square!”
In battles, casualties were inevitable. Since the Old and the New Policies were in the midst of an exchange of fire, the sacrifices of both sides would naturally be counted on each other’s heads. Even if Wu Weinu and Klitsch knew who killed their people, they couldn’t do anything; they could only suppress the bitterness in their mouths, and accept the reality.
