Otherworld Advance Team
Chapter 144 - 140: Ambush in the Mountain Village

Chapter 144: Chapter 140: Ambush in the Mountain Village

"Ah, you guys..." Upon seeing that they wouldn’t listen to his advice, Boen could only sigh helplessly.

"Chief, don’t worry, just watch how we mop the floor with them." Hu Daoke came out of the room, rolling up his sleeves, and carrying his beloved MINIMI light machine gun. He waved the gun and the bullets on the chain collided with the gun body, producing a jingling sound.

"Moumou, you are in charge of assisting Yue’er, acting as the supporting gunner. Yue’er, prioritize high-value targets!" Luo’er instructed the two girls.

"Understood!" Both of them nodded their heads.

"Little Ke, remember to change your position according to the enemy’s movements!" Luo’er again instructed Hu Daoke.

"Don’t worry, boss!" Hu Daoke confidently said, raising his machine gun.

"As for you..." Luo’er couldn’t find the words when he saw Cheng Ziang. He wasn’t sure of Cheng Ziang’s role at that moment, since this was a gunfight and having a hand-to-hand combatant seemed a bit excessive.

"I’ll hide on their flank and hunt down any stragglers!" Cheng Ziang said outright.

"Stay safe, use your gun if you can!" Luo’er sighed and said.

"Understood!" Cheng Ziang nodded.

"Everyone, wait for the signal from the sniper team." Luo’er took out a signal flare and handed it to Baiyue.

"Understood!" Everyone chorused.

"Chief, have everyone leave the village. We’ll ambush this group!" Luo’er said to Boen.

"Ah, you be careful! Shana, take care of Yaning!" Boen sighed and instructed, then turned around and, with the support of the villagers, walked unsteadily out of the house.

According to Luo’er’s deployment, everyone had entered their designated ambush positions. Baiyue and Tangmo hid in the highest treehouse in the village. From there, they could see the entire village and it was the ideal sniper position.

Hu Daoke lay on the roof near the well. The rebels had to pass by here when entering the village. There was no cover here, meaning if ambushed, there would be nowhere for these people to hide.

Luo’er was hiding in a disused stable to the right of the well. Once the rebels reached the vicinity of the well, their flank would be exposed to his gun. Hiding here gave him the best opportunity to kill as many rebels as possible and create chaos.

Cheng Ziang was in the house on the left. He didn’t have a rifle, so he could only ambush the straggling rebels and control their direction of retreat.

The morning fog was still permeating the village. Luo’er was huddled under a low wall inside the stable, shivering. He checked his weapons. The bullets were chambered, the bag was already unbuttoned, ready to pull out the magazine. The pistol on his leg was also loaded and could be fired as soon as the safety was off.

Soon, he heard a mix of loud footsteps and shouting. He took a peek, and a group of rebels wearing different uniforms appeared around the well. They did not have a unified uniform and looked like a bunch of guerrilla fighters. Many of them had bolt-action rifles slung over their shoulders. Luo’er’s keen eyes could tell that these old rifles were not newly-made, but had been directly scavenged from Earth and sold in the Otherworld. The rifles were probably older than the people carrying them.

It was obvious that the rebels were restless, and they couldn’t find anyone. They were kicking down doors and throwing things around, trying to find something valuable. The rebel leader was standing by the well, and by the sounds of the reports, he seemed really angry and was cursing incessantly.

Luo’er took a deep breath and moved the safety switch on his rifle to the middle. Despite preparing for the imminent attack, he was very nervous, worried that he might not have prepared enough.

The rebel leader was still by the well. He was standing on the wall of the well and cursely loudly at his men, visibly agitated.

There were probably more than twenty people in the square near the well, if they attacked suddenly, they should be able to kill at least a dozen of them. In this way, if the rebels were not determined to fight, they should have begun to retreat.

The rebel leader was cursing angrily when he suddenly shook and fell abruptly. A huge hole had inexplicably blown open in his head. This was the work of Baiyue’s silent sniper shot.

The rebels did not even get a chance to comprehend what happened when a sharp, piercing sound was heard. A bright flare shot into the sky, followed by Hu Daoke’s aggressive firing.

"Brrrrrrrr!!!!!!"

Cheng Ziang did not adopt short bursts of bullets, but instead opted for intense, rapid fire. Wherever the bullets hit, the rebels fell like cut grass. The rebels were horrified and quickly sought shelter and tried to fight back.

At this moment, Luo’er stood up with his rifle, aiming at the defenseless rebels and pulled the trigger.

"Da da da da!!!!"

Luo’er emptied his magazine in a few seconds, using full automatic fire for the few times with the intention to intimidate the enemy.

After firing all his bullets, he quickly changed to a fresh magazine and burst into another round of automatic fire. The piercing bullet rain proved very effective. Over twenty rebels in the vicinity were killed or injured, their bodies littering the ground. The remaining rebels stumbled and crawled to escape from the deadly open space.

Luo’er had previously calculated the enemy’s movements and set ambush points for their attacks and retreats. After changing his magazine again, he blew his whistle around his neck, signaling others to move positions.

The heavy losses threw the rebels into confusion. Luo’er knew he had to press the attack, otherwise, once they composed themselves and utilized the advantageous terrain of the houses for a counterattack, it would be difficult to drive them away.

After blowing the whistle, Luo’er jumped out of the stable and ran towards the next ambush spot. It was located on the outskirts of the village, a necessary route for the rebels when entering and exiting the village. Defending here could trap and eliminate all rebels.

Hu Daoke’s next ambush spot was on the slopes to the left, also a strategic point that allowed him to exploit his firepower advantage. In the previous battles in Otherworld, Hu Daoke, acting as the support provider, played a significant role, providing strong assistance to the Advance Team.

On the slope, Hu Daoke’s machine gun roared again. He was evidently faster than Luo’er and quickly got into position and began his attack. Luo’er switched his rifle to semi-automatic mode and moved to the ambush spot with his rifle ready.

Upon reaching the spot, Luo’er encountered several panicked rebels. He promptly opened fire and with a few shots, knocked three of them down. The rest crawled and slipped into the village.

These people lacked the resources to equip defense runes on their armor that could deflect bullets, remaining helpless in the face of Earth weaponry.

Gunshots echoed everywhere in the village. These untrained rebels were unable to discern the direction of the enemy’s attack and fell into chaos; their riflemen did not contribute at all, not even firing a single shot.

Of course, not everyone was useless. Luo’er noticed a machine gunner among the rebels who seemed to have discovered Hu Daoke’s position. He was carrying an old-fashioned Lewis light machine gun and was preparing to suppress Hu Daoke with the help of his gunner’s assistant.

Just as Luo’er was going about shooting him, the machine gunner’s head suddenly exploded, and he toppled onto the ground straight as a rod. The sight left his assistant paralyzed in terror on the ground and he was soon shot down by the oncoming machine gun fire.

Luo’er thoroughly suppressed the panicked crowd with controlled fire. Although he no longer could take down a group of people with a single magazine as he had done earlier, it was clear the rebels had lost the will to continue fighting, incessantly trying to flee the village.

The battle had lasted less than half an hour already yielding significant results. The rebels were incapable of offering a resistance. Even the few who managed to attempt a counterattack were instantly shot down by snipers. The disorganized rebels were embarrassingly defeated and driven out of the village without being able to muster an effective counterstrike.

The results of this operation exceeded Luo’er’s expectations. Initially, he assumed they might face minor resistance. But surprisingly, the enemy crashed like a house of cards. They were even less organized than the rebels on the frontlines. The concentrated fire of the Advance Team alone was enough to intimidate them and drive them out of the village.

Of course, the battle was far from over. Although the rebels had fled leaving their bodies behind, they still had to guard against a sudden counterattack.

By noon, the sun had broken through the thick clouds, and warm sunlight bathed the land. After confirming that the enemy would not counterattack, Luo’er blew the whistle to signal the sniper group to observe the enemy situation, while the rest withdrew from their positions to clean the battlefield.

In this battle, the Advance Team killed or injured thirty-one rebels in total, fifteen of whom were riflemen, four crossbowmen, the rest a mixed bunch. By noon, many of the injured had bled to death. Luo’er waved to Cheng Ziang, issuing the order to execute the remaining wounded.

Luo’er used up four magazines in this battle, while Hu Daoke exhausted at least three and a half boxes of ammunition, even having to change barrels twice. Yet, the results of the battle were amazing. The Advance Team had killed more than half of the enemy force, equivalent to wiping out at least two platoons by Earth standards.

The head of the rebels also fell in this battle. Luo’er believed that at least for a while, this group of rebels would not be able to organize an effective attack.

By evening, after ensuring the enemy would not counterattack, Luo’er called back the villagers. They were astounded by the achievements of Luo’er and his team, all kneeling and praising their accomplishments.

The rebels’ clothes and equipment were stripped and piled to one side, their corpses dumped into a pre-dug large hole by the villagers. They had seized a considerable amount of weapons and equipment from the rebels, enough to arm themselves against future enemy invasions.

But Luo’er still felt that arming the villagers with these weapons was not a good idea. After all, most of them were elderly people in their forties, fifties, and sixties. Even with better equipment, how strong could they get? They surely wouldn’t be able to compete with the rebels.

In his opinion, if the rebels attacked again, the best approach for these villagers would be to evacuate the village and wait for the enemy to withdraw. It was almost absurd to think that they could ward off an entire army with just a dozen or so old guns.

What’s more, these weapons seemed even older than the elderly villagers. Many of the guns were produced during World War II, and their stocks were already coated in a shiny wart-like layer.