Otherworld Advance Team
Chapter 941 - 934: Hold the Fort

Chapter 941: Chapter 934: Hold the Fort

At the critical moment, it was Feng who played a role, although her methods were too brutal, but the effects were immediate.

Of course, in such a battle, it’s wrong to reserve compassion for the enemy. Feng’s methods were indeed too brutal, but the miserable state of those shot to death by bullets was not much better than dying like this.

In fact, Luo’er had originally thought about letting Feng accumulate strength, but as it stands, if Feng did not exert herself, they would have a hard time repelling these people just by relying on themselves.

After the firefight started, they clearly felt that this group’s level was not ordinary, they were not the common Otherworld mixed troops, but mercenaries who had undergone some modern military training, which made them very difficult to rout.

As mentioned before, the Advance Team favored Quick Attack and Fierce Combat Tactics, aiming to break the enemy’s morale with one wave of attack. This tactic had won repeated battles in the Otherworld, but its effectiveness against a modernized army was very limited.

Knowing each other well, these people could determine the scale and direction of the attackers in the shortest time, and then make countermeasures, instead of throwing away their armor and fleeing after a heavy blow.

Such an army could sustain a certain degree of casualties without morale collapse, which was very restraining to the Advance Team’s Quick Attack and Fierce Combat Tactics since a typical flaw of this tactic was the lack of follow-through. If the initial strike could not break the enemy, they would find it difficult to muster enough ammunition for a new wave of attack.

So based on these reasons, the Advance Team’s invincibility in the Otherworld was not because they were very strong but because their opponents were too weak; they were actually conducting a dimensional strike all along.

Although the enemy they encountered this time was not as strong as them, they were not much inferior either. What was more important was that there were far more enemies than the Advance Team; once these people recovered their composure, it would be the Advance Team who would be passively receiving hits.

However, fortunately, the Advance Team was not rigid, and over the years, they had absorbed fighters like Fulajie’er and Feng, enhancing the combat capability of the team.

Especially Feng’s arrival, once again gave the Advance Team the power for a dimensional strike. Therefore, Luo’er had always treated Feng as the Advance Team’s trump card, not wishing for her to take action unless absolutely necessary.

Hearing Fulajie’er’s order, Feng looked up at her, then nodded and sheathed her sword. As Fulajie’er was now commanding the Advance Team, in principle, she had to obey Fulajie’er’s command.

"What should we do next..." Watching the enemy flee the encirclement in disarray, Fulajie’er frowned and fell into deep thought.

Now Fulajie’er faced the dilemma that every commander must consider for the first time: whether the Advance Team should continue to hold the position or see the advantage and order everyone to evacuate the area.

Even Luo’er would need a long time to consider such a problem, let alone Fulajie’er, a novice commander. So, after much thought, Fulajie’er decided to keep everyone in hiding and then go to seek Luo’er’s opinion.

So Fulajie’er asked Feng to continue hiding, then she dissolved her form on the spot, and in the blink of an eye flew to Luo’er’s side before re-materializing.

"Luo’er!" Fulajie’er called out to Luo’er, who was looking over the map with his head down.

"How did it go, are all the people dealt with?" Luo’er, hearing the gunfire subsiding, raised his head and immediately inquired.

"Yes, Feng intercepted most of the people and killed them, then let a few go," Fulajie’er nodded and responded truthfully.

"Well done!" Luo’er nodded in satisfaction.

Fulajie’er handled it very well, killing most and releasing a few, to lower the morale of the enemy’s subsequent troops, fitting Luo’er’s style of combat. Fulajie’er was indeed brought up by Luo’er.

"But what should we do next, continue to hold or retreat?" Fulajie’er asked with confusion.

"Hmm, let me think..." Upon hearing Fulajie’er’s words, Luo’er also fell into deep thought.

The enemy numbered over a hundred, and currently, only a vanguard of more than thirty had been lost; the combat strength to follow was very strong.

Moreover, and more importantly, no matter how those who escaped would demoralize their forces, they must have also gotten a rough idea about the Advance Team’s strength, and the Advance Team had likewise gauged the combat level of these people.

Once the two sides clashed again, the Advance Team would no longer be able to ambush the enemy like before, easily turning the ambush into a stalemate. Their highly anticipated "sparrow tactics" could also be easily broken down by the enemy one by one, and at that point, it would be hard to predict the outcome.

But if they were to retreat, Luo’er couldn’t guarantee their safety either. Once they left the terrain favorable to the Advance Team, and the enemy caught up to them again, the burdened Advance Team would definitely not be able to move quickly and would be forced into combat, which meant they would end up fighting these people again.

Contemplating this, Luo’er couldn’t help but take a deep breath. In fact, they should have never engaged with these people from the start, but instead should have taken Axia and left the area, staying far away.

However, now that they had exchanged fire, there was no opportunity for regret. After all, the Advance Team still had Feng as their trump card. Along with Fulajie’er, Feng had no problem breaking through the mercenaries, but doing so would result in a severe drain on his magical power. If they encountered new dangers after that, it would indeed be difficult to predict.

"Momo, what do you think?" Luo’er, feeling nearly frantic with urgency, turned his head to ask for Tangmo’s opinion.

"My opinion is to hold our position, while arranging for Feng to flank the enemy from behind and intimidate them. If they really decide to continue the assault, then let Feng launch a massacre from behind and directly intimidate them, forcing them to abandon their offensive," Tangmo replied coldly.

"Hmm..." Luo’er nodded, actually agreeing with Tangmo’s reasoning. Since they had already chosen the wrong approach at the beginning, they might as well stick with it to the end.

Running was out of the question, given the icy and snowy conditions, they had no chance of escaping and could easily be caught up by the enemy. So, instead of that, it was better to strike back vigorously.

Luo’er meant to have the rest of the Advance Team adjust their positions to set up ambushes as the last line of defense, while also ordering Feng to make a detour to the enemy’s far rear to stand by.

Once the enemy attempted a counteroffensive, Feng would strike from the rear, breaking through the enemy’s formation in the quickest time, and directly shattering their ranks in one fell swoop.

This tactic was like planting an assassin behind a strong man; as soon as the strong man tried to attack, the assassin would stab straight into his heart from behind, incapacitating him instantly.

Essentially, Feng’s fighting style still revolved around Quick Attack and Fierce Combat Tactics, aiming to inflict maximum damage in the shortest time, forcing the enemy to collapse immediately.

Luo’er could tell that these people had received a certain level of modern military training, so if they continued to employ the Quick Attack and Fierce Combat Tactics of the Advance Team with concentrated firepower, it would not be as effective. However, Feng, relying on Magic Formulas, might achieve a very different result.

"Fula, order the ambush team to adjust their positions and wait for the enemy’s reaction. Meanwhile, command Feng to go around to the enemy’s rear. If they attempt a counterattack, let Feng punch through their formation at the first opportunity, inflicting maximum casualties in the shortest time, forcing them to lose the will to continue their assault," Luo’er decisively commanded.

"Are we really going to hold our ground?" Fulajie’er asked with wide eyes.

"Yes," Luo’er nodded, then continued, "Also, once you’ve notified everyone, try to stay close to Feng. If Feng launches an attack, you cover her."

"Got it, I’ll remember that!" Fulajie’er nodded emphatically.

"Alright, you go on, and we’ll start making our move too. If the enemy really counterattacks, we might not have enough hands, so Momo and I plan to go to the frontline for support," Luo’er said.

"Eh, you don’t have a weapon, how are you going to support?" Tangmo asked curiously.

"Isn’t that what you’re for?" Luo’er glanced at her and said.

"Oh, right, hehehe..." Hearing Luo’er’s response, Tangmo was momentarily stunned, then let out a silly laugh.

"Enough talk, Eve, you get down to the basement and don’t come out until we return," Luo’er turned and instructed.

"Don’t you need my help?" Eve pointed at herself and asked.

"No, having you alive is the greatest help to us," Luo’er waved off the offer.