The terrifying destructive power of an artillery shell had barely subsided when the continuous sound of concentrated gunfire erupted!
Explosions of light instantly lit up the surroundings. As the glare of the last ascending flare was about to fade, the hail of bullets, dense as raindrops, once again illuminated the forest!
Bang bang bang!
Biubiubiu!
The crackling sounds were dense and rapid. Muzzle flashes spat fire, and countless bullets rained down upon the group! The next bullet was already on its way before the last one had even finished its trajectory! Under this overwhelming barrage, the large trees they used for cover had already shed their bark! A smell of burning flesh filled the air!
Song Qiao and the others pressed themselves tightly against the trees, unable to even show their heads. They were completely overwhelmed and outmatched!
"Damn it!"
Feeling the threat from behind, Wei Feng was seething with frustration. He spat to the side angrily and roared, "I'm going out to fight them!"
With that, Wei Feng clutched the light machine gun in his arms again, donned his thick bulletproof helmet, and unslung a bandolier of ammunition, fully loaded. He was about to charge out and engage in a mad, head-on firefight!
Song Qiao, naturally, couldn't let him rush out to a suicidal death. Despite the suffocating feeling of being pinned down, he remained even calmer at times like these.
"Stay put, you hear me!"
"What good would it do for you to go out there? Become target practice?"
Their opponents were the Shan Shui team, their combat effectiveness no less than their own. Moreover, they had more experience in combat than anyone else! Coupled with their superior equipment, Wei Feng's suicidal act of heroism was, in Song Qiao's view, an act of pure recklessness!
"But! Sigh!" Wei Feng clenched his fists tightly, but there was nothing he could do. The frustration in his heart grew. At a time like this, if only he could lay down a burst of fire, he would willingly accept death!
Noticing Wei Feng's dangerous impulse, Mo Ling quickly interjected, "Don't be rash! You won't even get a chance to fire if you go out now!"
"The more critical the situation, the calmer you must be. Reckless actions not only endanger yourself but could also drag down our entire team!"
"You son of a bitch! Are you not listening to the boss and Captain Mo anymore?" Chen Chen also cursed him angrily, "Hurry up and hide!"
Wei Feng swallowed hard and nodded, saying, "Sorry, I was too impulsive just now."
While they were talking, the gunfire did not cease. Especially with the addition of artillery fire, the forest was filled with smoke and dust. Burnt earth was visible everywhere! Sturdy trees, unable to withstand the onslaught, began to fall one after another. Song Qiao and the others had already changed their cover multiple times. Although the process was perilous, fortunately, there were no casualties.
After about 10 minutes of relentless firing, Song Qiao noticed that the gunfire behind them had significantly weakened. Even the artillery had fallen silent. However, to confirm their position, the enemy fired another flare into the air.
Mo Ling quickly calculated the ammunition consumption from the previous barrage. Then, she delivered a piece of news that greatly boosted their morale!
"Vehicles can't reach here, and we've been monitoring the mountain from the air the entire time. We've confirmed no helicopter resupply recently, so they must have transported ammunition manually to set up this ambush. With that barrage just now, their ammunition should be almost depleted!"
Hearing this, the frustrated group felt a surge of renewed spirit. However, they still didn't dare to charge out recklessly. Depleted ammunition didn't mean no ammunition. Besides, a sniper rifle was lurking in the distance, waiting to pick them off!
Song Qiao carefully surveyed their surroundings and asked Mo Ling, "What about their personnel? Can you estimate it?"
Mo Ling nodded, "At least three heavy machine guns and one sniper rifle. Their numbers are above 30."
Hearing Mo Ling's figures, Wei Feng couldn't help but glance at her in surprise. He couldn't help but give her a thumbs-up and exclaim, "Impressive!"
"We haven't even seen a shadow of them yet."
A light crackling sound came from the ground. Mo Ling's ears twitched. She quickly glanced at the dense surrounding jungle, took a deep breath, and said calmly, "You probably don't want to see those shadows."
Song Qiao also heard the sound. The gunfire had died down considerably now. The noise was clearly the sound of branches breaking underfoot. Almost simultaneously, he turned his head, finding the surroundings shrouded in darkness. It was exactly as Mo Ling had predicted, over 30 people!
However, Song Qiao noticed something different.
"Baguazhang?"
"Mo Ling! Does the Shan Shui team have any Baguazhang masters?"
Mo Ling was puzzled, "Palm techniques? As far as I know, no." The Shan Shui team was a modern military unit. Their strength lay in their weaponry, extensive combat experience, and formidable reconnaissance capabilities. The situation just now had proven that in such a high-intensity firefight, martial arts like palm techniques were utterly useless!
But Song Qiao clearly sensed the presence of qi circulation, a sign of internal energy being used in conjunction with Baguazhang footwork to conceal their movements. Hearing Mo Ling's explanation, he nodded and warned everyone, "Then it makes sense! This isn't just the Shan Shui team; there are also some martial artists here!"
"Everyone, be careful!" Song Qiao could clearly feel the surge of internal energy, the Baguazhang movements used to mask their presence. It seemed the Guo family was indeed cautious! Sending only the Shan Shui team wasn't enough, so they had dispatched martial artists to assist! Humph!
Song Qiao let out a cold snort, confirming that the enemy was slowly closing in. He suddenly declared, "Let's kill two first!"
As the words left his mouth, he charged out instantly!