Hearing this, Xu Le did not say anything. He turned back to look at the intense battle in the forest and carefully listened to the feedback from the infantry command system. Then, he frowned slightly and looked up at the sky, feeling the fog droplets condensing again.
The leaden clouds above the foothills of Ping Liang Mountain were still hanging low, and the blue crack in the distance was slowly closing. With the help of the beautiful afterglow, he could vaguely see a few small black dots. Because the distance was too far, even with his astonishingly sharp eyes, he still could not see what those black dots were.
But he could guess.
Behind the rocks, there was a rustling sound as Monkey rushed down, crushing the weeds along the way. He crouched beside him and panted heavily. "Boss, monitor the strange fluctuations in the atmosphere. It's possible that the Empire has sent fighter jets over."
Xu Le narrowed his eyes at the small black dots flying close to the clouds in the distance. His hands forcefully unwrapped the oilcloth wrapped around the rifle, and at the same time completed the action of loading. He said, "I've seen them. Everyone must hurry up and retreat."
In order to retreat before the Empire's fighter jets arrived, they first had to suppress the Empire's troops. However, it was difficult to complete such a difficult task with only a dozen guns.
Xu Le did not say anything. His left foot lightly stepped on the rock, and his entire body turned into an afterimage as he rushed into the forest. He did not run toward the place where the firepower was the densest, but deliberately chose to distance himself from the battlefield.
Relying on his terrifying speed, he quietly arrived at a mountain stream a kilometer away. Without any cover, he simply stood beside the splashing white rocks. His hands held the modified gun straight, and he aimed at the vague figures in the forest in the distance and quickly pulled the trigger.
He had not fired a single shot in the battle so far, but when it was necessary to fire, he would definitely not hesitate.
With the crisp sound of a gunshot, an Empire's heavy metal gun that was wildly firing in the forest to suppress Xiong Linquan and the others from retreating suddenly stopped firing.
The water from the mountain stream continued to fall, splashing against the smooth rocks. Xu Le's rifle fired at a clear and steady rhythm. From time to time, there would be imperial soldiers holding their thighs and falling down, or screaming in pain as they retreated.
Even the best snipers in the Federation and the Empire wouldn't be able to do such a thing. What was even more terrifying was that he could even choose where the bullets would hit the target while he was shooting, avoiding the vital points as much as possible!
This kind of shooting method had long surpassed the imagination of all military personnel. Even Xu Le himself would not have been able to do this on the battlefield, unless he had used ACW back then.
He and Philip had designed and built this modified gun together. Apart from the fact that the ammunition was relatively light, the most terrifying feature of the gun was its accuracy.
However, to be able to perfectly display the accuracy of this rifle from such a long distance required the shooter to have unimaginable stability and strength. In this world, apart from Xu Le, only Huai Caoshi and Li Feng could do it.
The sound of the stream slapping the white rocks covered the muffled sound of the shooting, which would make it take more time for the Empire to determine his position. He just stood by the stream and kept pulling the trigger, covering the retreat of the team.
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Thick fog gradually rose, lead clouds thickened, and the crisp and dry gunshots kept ringing in the distance. Taking advantage of this rare and precious opportunity, Xiong Linquan ordered all the team members to quickly gather and then retreat to the southwest of Ping Liang Mountain.
"My brother hasn't come back yet! He's trying to save you, how can you leave him behind! "
Paul stared angrily into Xiong Linquan's eyes and shouted in choppy Federation language.
At this dangerous moment, Xiong Linquan did not have time to talk nonsense with him. He signaled with his eyes for Mountain Pao to carry the stretcher. He grabbed Paul's belt with his right hand and quickly ran to the back of the forest with him. He said in a deep voice, "You don't know your brother. He is the most powerful warrior. He is safer when he is alone, and he knows how to find us."
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Group 7 often repeated this process whether it was on the dangerous battlefield or in the Federation's city. They had their own secret trace system, so when Xu Le jumped down the cliff like a ghost half an hour later and returned to the team, few people were surprised except for Paul.
Mountain Pao stuffed the bloodstained pocket watch into his arms and walked to his side with a forced smile. "Boss, how was the result? How many did you snipe this time? "
Xu Le smiled and shook his head, not answering.
Mountain Pao was stunned and then slapped his head heavily. He remembered that the boss was from the Empire. He must be in a very heavy mood to shoot his compatriots at this time. He had really asked a very bad question.
In addition to regret, Mountain Pao also felt some regret that he could no longer find the feeling of the past.
Every time they returned from shooting, the new members of Group 7 always liked to surround Xu Le and help him count how many bullets he had fired today, so how many enemies had fallen.
At that time, calculating the boss's record was so simple.
The fog shrouded the mountains again. This lone army walked silently in the difficult Pingliang Mountain Range. Perhaps it was because of exhaustion, but no one spoke again.
In the previous battle, especially in the last round of heavy artillery attack by the Empire's vanguard battalion, two members had died, as well as the Empire's captive.
No one in the team expressed condolences or sadness for their companions who had left, not because they did not care about life and death, but because they had seen too much in the war. They were not indifferent and numb, but numb to life and death.
Xu Le understood how sad it was to be indifferent to life and death, so he was more and more certain that everyone should live and not die, at least not for any reason other than time.
Looking back at the fog in the distance, he narrowed his eyes, thinking that he really should have let that Empire man leave at that time.
The setting sun unwillingly penetrated the dark gray clouds, sprinkling a few pitiful rays of twilight on Pingliang Mountain. He retracted his gaze and quickened his pace to catch up with the team.
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After climbing through Pingliang Mountain and returning to the southern foot of the mountain, the team members were somewhat hesitant when deciding the next direction of the team, but they all agreed that they should leave immediately.
They couldn't get close to the 11th Division, and this fog was too strange. No one knew when it would suddenly disappear like before. It was too dangerous to continue moving in and out of the southwest war zone like this. This small army couldn't afford to lose any more men in battle.
"Go to Camp One. Old Gu is still there."
"It's too dangerous on the way."
Xu Le narrowed his eyes at the steep snowy peak in front of him. He thought about how he still could not contact the spaceship and said softly, "We'll climb directly."
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