Otherworld Advance Team
Chapter 563 - 556: The Road is Narrow for Enemies

Chapter 563: Chapter 556: The Road is Narrow for Enemies

Since the beginning of the battle, Baiyue has not stopped firing. By the time Hu Daoke began shooting, she had already emptied three ten-round magazines.

Baiyue’s accuracy rate isn’t 100 percent, often two out of ten shots would miss. Her average hit rate is around 80 percent. However, her main role is to suppress the enemy’s main fire power, so keeping their machine gunners from suppressing her side will suffice.

As a military trained sniper, Baiyue never demands herself to kill with one shot. Regardless of which part of an enemy is exposed, Baiyue will fire without any hesitation.

While a police sniper aims for a one-shot kill, a military sniper merely emphasizes hit rate. Even just wounding the target can reduce the battlefield manpower.

Therefore, Baiyue doesn’t foolishly aim for a one-shot kill opportunity. She has her eyes locked onto their machine gunners. If they don’t expose themselves, she will kill those who rush forward.

Under the suppression of the sniper, the enemy’s continuous suppression firepower has difficulty being utilized. For this reason, the fighting primarily consists of one-on-one rifle exchanges. This is why the sound of Hu Daoke’s concentrated gunfire stands out as particularly harrowing.

Hu Daoke follows the principle of rapid and fierce attack. Once he pulls the trigger, it almost never lets up, and concentrated bullets rain down on the enemy, kicking up a large dust cloud. The enemy is even directly stunned, watching their comrades being mowed down by machine guns and rendered utterly helpless until they themselves are also mowed down.

Whether it’s the ancient warfare of the Otherworld or the modern warfare on Earth, the flanks have always been the most vulnerable part of a troop. In ancient times, a cavalry charge into the enemy’s flank could rout an overwhelmingly powerful army. Once a modern army’s position is flanked, it can easily become isolated and encircled, ultimately completely consumed.

Strong fortresses are often breached from within, and well-constructed positions also tend to be broken through by enemies from the flanks.

Under Hu Daoke’s intense fire, the enemies at the rear begin to completely collapse, abandoning their helmets and armor and retreating. Without the support of their rear, those at the front line also gave up their intentions to continue the attack, starting to run backward as well.

After exhausting a drum of ammunition, despite the gun barrel still being hot, Hu Daoke picked up the light machine gun and rushed to the next position. As a machine gunner, he couldn’t just stay in one position; because once he’s targeted for suppression by the enemy, the machine gunner would be rendered ineffective.

Arriving at Position Two, Hu Daoke blew on his palm that had been burnt by the gun barrel, then replaced the drum, mounted the machine gun on the ground, and aimed at the fleeing enemies.

At this time, these people also started slowly reacting. One of the leaders tried to stop them, attempting to rally their forces to counterattack. Hu Daoke immediately targeted this person and pulled the trigger.

"Dada dada dada!"

The concentrated gunfire sounded again, frightening all the enemies into scattering their souls. The leader had his head blown off by a bullet, his flesh and blood exploded like a watermelon, exposing several large bloody holes in his body.

A cloud of dust kicked up from the ground, several unsuspecting enemy soldiers were taken down by a bullet, some had a few bloody holes shot in them, others had their limbs blown off by a bullet.

Instantly, the enemies’ morale, which had just started to recover, collapsed once more. But this time, it was a complete collapse, these enemies threw away their weapons and ammunition pouches, hoping to move faster in order to escape this hellish place.

"Fula, aerial reconnaissance, confirm the enemy’s movements!" As soon as Fulajie’er returned to Luo’er’s side, Luo’er immediately gave her a command.

"Roger that!"

Fulajie’er nodded, then disassembled herself to fly into mid-air, observing the enemy’s movements. About five minutes later, She returned to Luo’er and reported, "Many enemies have fled, those who didn’t run are basically dead."

"Understood, notify all members of the assault team, proceed to capture the position!" Luo’er commanded once more.

"Got it!" Fulajie’er nodded, disappearing into the air without a moment’s hesitation.

At this point, the gunfire gradually subsided, with only Hu Daoke intermittently firing short bursts, killing those enemies who were fleeing. Luo’er and Tangmo replaced their magazines, then alternately covered each other as they slowly advanced into the logging area.

The enemy’s bodies were scattered haphazardly on the ground, with even more behind the barricades made of logs. Most of them were no longer intact, the result of Hu Daoke’s machine gun fire. The entire battlefield was filled with the stench of gunpowder and a strong scent of blood.

The two advanced cautiously, quickly joining up with the strike team composed of Cheng Ziang and Shangguan Jiu. Finally, they could breathe a sigh of relief.

"Fulajie’er, conduct an aerial reconnaissance, make sure there are no threats!" When Fulajie’er returned to Luo’er’s side, he again sent her away.

"Oh!" Fulajie’er’s enthusiasm wasn’t as high as before.

Once Fulajie’er confirmed it was safe, Luo’er instructed her to notify everyone to converge in the lumberyard. After everyone had gathered, he issued new orders: "Little Ke, take over the machine gun position, stay alert. Yue’er, find high ground, watch over the surroundings of the lumberyard. Everyone else, check the enemy’s bodies, look for survivors, collect weapons!"

"Understood!" Everyone nodded their heads, and then began to act independently.

Fulajie’er breathed a sigh of relief, then floated behind Luo’er. Hearing her sigh, Luo’er asked without turning his head, "Do you think we’re cruel?"

"Yes," Fulajie’er grunted and then said, "People are always cruel, but you never claim to be good people!"

Hearing her words, Luo’er couldn’t help but laugh, at a loss for words. The Advance Team was the General Headquarters’ weapon, representing the will of the General Headquarters. Thus, the Advance Team always considered issues from the standpoint of the Headquarters, never from the perspective of good or evil.

"If you don’t kill them, they’ll kill you. Why do people always fight each other?" Fulajie’er continued to ask in distress.

"Interests!" Luo’er answered, "Only interests can drive a person to make choices, whether to become a ruthless villain or a benevolent Samaritan. It’s all about interests."

"Hmm... I don’t quite understand," Fulajie’er tilted her head and said.

"Interests are not specific, they could be money, or fame. They actually reflect people’s inner desires. Indeed, everything people do is for interests, although expressed differently," Luo’er replied.

"I still don’t get it," Fulajie’er pouted.

"Never mind, you’re still young. You’ll understand when you grow up," Luo’er smiled and said.

"I’m not that young, okay? Although I still have a small body, I’ve been wandering around for more than twenty years!" Fulajie’er said, puffing up with anger.

Although Nightingale’s age was impossible to tell, her experiences suggested she was nearing her forties. And since Fulajie’er was her sister, it could be conjectured that Fulajie’er was around Luo’er’s age if not older.

After a brief examination of the battlefield, the group gathered all the collected weapons together. Cheng Ziang was also tasked with pulling all the bodies together.

While Luo’er was inspecting the weapons, Cheng Ziang came over. With a cryptic smile on his face, he said, "Luo’er, there’s something interesting for you to see."

"What is it?" Luo’er hesitated for a moment, then followed him to the back of a wooden hut.

There lay a man on the brink of death, his shin bleeding profusely from a bullet wound, his right hand pinned to the wooden board with a dagger. When the two approached, the man lifted his head. Upon seeing Luo’er, he immediately showed a look of despair in his eyes.

"Long time no see, Mr. Azita, I didn’t expect you to be so tough!" Luo’er signalled with his hand and greeted him indifferently.

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