"Quick, come with me." Ji Yi said loudly, "There's someone covering us, so don't be afraid!"
But when Ji Yi turned around, he was surprised to see the students were scared out of their wits. The appearance of the barbarians was already frightening enough. These students at Qinghe University had been well protected even during the battle in Luoyang City, so they had not seen any real bloodshed before.
But because the students who were abducted together with Ren Xiaosu were all freshmen, these seniors were taken away by the school's teachers after the bandits entered the campus.
Now that they were faced with the sight of a sniper killing the barbarians, some of them froze in place and could not move at all.
The frontline was completely different from what they had imagined. Before this, they had thought that they would just be delivering some supplies and staying at the back to perform. They might even do some chores and return to Luoyang City. These were all valuable life experiences for them.
But it was only at this moment that they realized they might not be able to make it back.
When Ji Yi saw that no one was moving, he got anxious. He quickly turned around and shouted at everyone, "Don't just stand there! Run!"
This roar woke the students up. Several hundred people dressed in colorful costumes started running for their lives. During this period, the small group of barbarians who had come to intercept them had all been killed. Meanwhile, the sniper who was hiding somewhere had already shifted his target to the armory.
The forward operating base implemented a firearms control system. In other words, everyone was required to store their firearms in the armory after they entered, except for the main forces who were about to set off for the front line.
Logically speaking, this forward operating base should have been under wartime military control by now, and all the soldiers should be armed. But for some reason, the management system here had not been changed yet. As a result, there was a huge hidden danger for tonight.
Coupled with the fact that everyone had been watching the theatrical performance earlier, it was still a little crowded even if they were to leave the venue in an orderly manner and head to the armory.
After the several hundred barbarians entered the forward operating base, they split up into several small groups to distract the forward operating base's attention while the rest of the main forces ran towards the armory. They were even faster than the Pyro Company's soldiers.
When the Pyro Company's troops saw this, they panicked. They had just received news from the front lines that the barbarians were more willing to use firearms and explosives. If the armory were to be seized, the soldiers would have no choice but to find table legs to fight the barbarians with their automatic rifles!
At this moment, an officer who was on break suddenly led a few Pyro Company soldiers towards their dormitory. One of them said, "Everyone's heading towards the armory now. Even if we head over there, we won't be able to get our hands on the guns anytime soon. Come with me to get the guns on those sentry towers!"
The officer suddenly remembered that although the soldiers in the sentry tower had been killed, their guns were still there!
As they spoke, more than ten people rushed in the direction where the barbarians had broken in. They planned to reoccupy the sentry tower.
But right at this moment, a small group of barbarians with giant axes suddenly blocked their way. The officer's heart sank. It's over!
"You guys go in another direction. I'll stop them." The officer thought that he was also a T3 combatant. If he fought to the death, he should be able to buy some time for the soldiers. Although he would definitely die, if the soldiers could get their hands on their firearms, they might be of some use.
When necessary, the Pyro Company's officers would not only sacrifice their soldiers, civilians, and unrelated people, but they would also not mind sacrificing themselves.
The soldiers did not say much and decisively left the officer behind. They planned to bypass the barbarians and rush to the sentry tower.
However, something unexpected happened. Before the Pyro Company officer and the barbarians could meet the barbarians, two barbarians were shot in the head at the same time. A thin mist of blood and some unknown white substance splattered everywhere, and the officer's body was also stained with the substance. However, he immediately reacted and said, "Snipers! It's the two snipers from Mt. Dashi! "
He knew there were no snipers at the forward operating base as all the snipers were at the front lines. So if there were two snipers firing at the same time, it had to be the two from Mt. Dashi!
Thinking of this, the officer got excited. However, it was not because he could survive. Instead, he shouted, "Gentlemen, don't worry about me. Please support the direction of the armory immediately and help our troops seize it!"
The battle report on the battle at Mt. Dashi had already been relayed to the entire army by P5092. All the officers who had read the report knew very well that two unknown snipers had contributed greatly to the battle. They were experts among experts who could even take on more than 40 barbarians head-on!
For such people to suddenly appear at the forward operating base, it was the Heavens blessing the Pyro Company!
However, the Pyro Company officer had wrongly estimated the distance between him and Ren Xiaosu. Ren Xiaosu could see the officer's mouth open through his scope as he shouted something. However, he could not hear what the other party was saying because they were too far apart.
In this noisy environment, it was impossible to hear what the other party was saying even if they were only a few hundred meters apart.
"What's that guy saying?" Ren Xiaosu asked.
"He's asking us to help the Pyro Company seize the armory." Yang Xiaojin said while holding the spotting scope, "I know how to read lips a little."
Ren Xiaosu was surprised. Why was this girl beside him like a treasure? Did she know a little of everything?
He muttered, "Is there anything you don't know?"
"I don't know how to cook," Yang Xiaojin said as she turned her rifle and aimed in the direction of the armory. They were 1.2 kilometers away from the armory, so it was within range!
But when Ren Xiaosu heard that, he wanted to complain a little. 'You're clearly a master at cooking. If you don't want to cook, just say so. Why are you playing tricks on us?!'
However, this was not the time to be conflicted over this. Ren Xiaosu said calmly, "I'll save the people and snipe those guerrilla barbarians. You help out at the armory."
"OK … wait." Yang Xiaojin exclaimed, "Something's wrong."
Ren Xiaosu immediately turned around and looked at the armory. He saw the barbarians rushing towards the armory, but the armory's door had been opened from the inside. Then … a group of secret troops charged out!
No one knew when this group had hidden themselves in the armory, just like how no one knew when P5092 had hidden a group of special forces in the base!
It was exactly the same!
Ren Xiaosu suddenly remembered the FOB's commander had said tonight's cultural joint performance was requested by P5092. He said it was to let the soldiers who were on rotation leave relax and watch some performances.
But why would a person like P5092 do something so unnecessary? He clearly knew this cultural joint performance could easily attract an attack on the base!
Therefore, the Pyro Company knew right from the beginning that the barbarians were still hiding some of their forces in the wilderness. After the special forces were split into several groups, one of them followed P5092 to Mt. Dashi while the others hid in the shadows.
To be honest, Ren Xiaosu suddenly felt it was a loss for a person like P5092 not to thrive in the Northwest.
The moment this thought surfaced in his mind, Ren Xiaosu felt he could understand Big Bluff's actions a little. Sending all the available talents to thrive in the Northwest should be the best choice for them.
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