Chapter 825 - 771: Difficult to Deal With
The burning snowmobile would actually interfere with the infrared observation system's effectiveness, but Evgeni watched the people flanking the snowmobile looking disheveled, and he nodded with satisfaction.
The purpose of a sniper is to instill fear, and killing key figures of the enemy generates fear. Destroying the snowmobile achieves the same effect while also slowing down the enemy's advance.
Blood Fox's strategy is on one front; tactically speaking, not giving the enemy enough time to prepare is more beneficial for those guarding the camp.
In the basement of the Mountain Eagle Wooden House, Donkey was wearing headphones, staring at the screen divided into four sections in front of him. Noticing the commotion on the opposite shore, he sighed helplessly and said, "Alright, our sniper has exposed his position first, and the enemy is preparing AT4 rockets.
As soon as they approach the riverbank, our sniper will become a target!
Hope our Thai friends perform better, or we'll soon lose our high ground."
Daria was fiddling with a computer nearby, continuously selecting certain areas on the screen with the mouse in her hand…
When she confirmed that the sentry weapons in the camp would turn according to her command, she smiled and said, "It's alright, we need to trust Evgeni's choice and his luck…"
Unlike Daria, Donkey wasn't as relaxed. He stared intently at the screen and pressed the radio to say, "Post Team One, Post Team Two, your packages are about to arrive…
The upstream packages are decelerating, and the downstream packages are releasing rubber boats…"
Butcher: "Post Team One received, I see them…"
Gray Wolf: "Post Team Two received, we're preparing to intercept…"
Having received the confirmation responses, Donkey decisively pressed a button and then said, "8 Spring Knife 600s in the air…
Post Team One, freely decide on bombing targets…
Post Team Two, I will respond to your call anytime!"
After saying this, Donkey took off his headphones and shouted loudly to Sealion sitting behind him, "Sealion, stop fiddling with your gun, go refill the ammo for the Spring Knife launch box…"
Sealion, hearing this, stood up with displeasure, slinging his gun over his back and said, "Ye, ye, ye, you all have important tasks, only Papa Sealion needs to be a handyman…
Fuck, I was always at the forefront, why am I now a porter?"
Donkey laughed heartily and said, "Come on, just look at those Thais, and you'll know how easy your task is."
Sealion grabbed a large box with one hand, muttering as he walked, "I'd rather go outside and fight than hide in the basement…"
Before Sealion's words had fallen, Blood Fox, who was monitoring the enemy's radio communications, suddenly took off his headphones, picked up the radio, and said, "It's started, nail them…"
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Upstream, Butcher heard the call on the radio, and he coldly watched as a cargo ship broke through the ice at the edge of the Yukon River, charging straight onto the frozen shore…
The two large-caliber mortar guns on the ship's front deck, along with a few launch boxes similar to the Spring Knife placed in the camp, made Butcher frown somewhat.
Seeing the opponent extend a long gangplank to the snowy shore before the ship was fully stable, Butcher glanced through the heavy snow at Post Box a few dozen meters to the side, then patted the head of the Tank in front of him and said, "Open fire…"
"Zzzzz…"
The sound of the motor was heard, and the Tank controlled a Single Soldier Gatling mounted on a sled, beginning a torrential downpour-like sweep…
Simultaneously, Post Box on the other side also operated a Single Soldier Gatling, the crossfire they formed swept across the ship's front deck like a fiery pair of scissors…
A dozen fully armed soldiers preparing to disembark and two teams involved in complex control of the large-caliber mortar guns were caught squarely by this lethal scissor.
The densely packed bullets were like chainsaws, leaving a swath of collapsing flesh or dense holes wherever they passed.
A dozen fully armed soldiers were like rapeseed flowers struck by a child's whip, those reacting slower were directly snapped in half, with the shattered flesh and internal organs of their upper bodies collapsing downwards like melted ice cream.
Because Butcher's group chose a higher position, even those who reacted quicker and lay prone on the deck couldn't avoid the sweep of the Gatling…
In just a few seconds, the deck of this cargo ship, which had yet to complete its mission, turned into a bloody hell.
The skipper in the ship's hold screamed in horror and desperately started the cargo ship trying to retreat into the Yukon River…
And just as the ship's engine started, Pirate appeared from downstream, carrying an AT4 rocket launcher…
"Whoosh…"
The rocket hit the stern of the cargo ship accurately, paralyzing its engine, and the stranded cargo ship was completely disabled there, with the surviving dozens of gunners in chaos…
The two Gatlings that had been mighty for less than a minute ran out of fire; they obviously hadn't killed everyone on the ship, and the trapped enemy launched a desperate counterattack…
Butcher glanced at the Tank replacing the ammo box, considered the boss's orders, and locked onto the ship's bow position through tactical glasses…
"Post Box, Pigeon, go downstream and join Pirate, block their route ashore, we'll trap them on the ship…"
"Two Spring Knives, fire…"
Following Butcher's orders, two Spring Knife 600s hovering in the air swooped down, exploding on the deck filled with flesh and blood…