Volume 4 The Year of the Stars Chapter 310 The Lonely Army in a Foreign Land (Repeatedly)
Hearing this, Xu Le didn't say anything, he looked back at the fierce battle situation in the forest, listened carefully to the information fed back from the infantry command system, and then frowned slightly and glanced at the sky, feeling that those small droplets of mist were recondensing.
The lead clouds above the foothills of Pingliang Mountain were still hanging low, and the blue crack in the distance was slowly closing, and through the clear afterglow, a few small black dots could be faintly seen, because the distance was so far that even with his astonishingly keen eyes, he still couldn't see what those black spots were.
But you can guess.
There was a rattle behind the rocks, and the monkey rushed down from the weeds all the way, leaned over him and gasped and said, "Boss, monitor the abnormal fluctuations in the atmosphere, it is possible that the Imperial people have sent Zhan to come."
In order to evacuate before the Imperial Zhan plane arrived, it was first necessary to suppress the Imperial Bu team, but it was difficult for them to complete such a difficult task with just a dozen qiāng weapons.
Xu Le didn't say anything, his left foot lightly kicked on the stone, and the whole person turned into an afterimage and rushed obliquely into the mountain forest, he did not run to the place where the fire was most intensive, but deliberately chose to distance himself from the battlefield.
With terrifying speed, he quietly came to a mountain stream thousands of kilometers away, did not choose any shelter, just stood by the crackling water and white stones, picked up the modified qiāng machine with both hands, aimed at the faint figure in the mountain forest in the distance, and quickly pulled the trigger.
He hasn't opened a qiāng since the battle, but when he has to open a qiāng, he will never hesitate.
As the crisp qiāng sound sounded, an imperial heavy metal qiāng cannon that was shooting furiously in the mountains and forests in the shape of a banner, suppressing the retreat of Xiong Linquan and the others, suddenly fell silent!
The mountain stream kept falling, lapping against the rounded stones, and Xu Le's step qiāng opened fire in a clear and steady rhythm, and from time to time the Imperial soldiers fell with their thighs clutched, or screamed miserably and kept throwing backwards.
Standing shooting at a distance of one kilometer can also make each sub-Dàn cause an extremely effective damage effect, even the best sniper in the Federal Empire can't do it, and what is especially terrifying is that he can also choose the position of the sub-Dàn when he hits the target when shooting, avoiding the fatal point as much as possible!
This kind of shooting method has long been beyond the imagination of all military materials, even if Xu Le himself was on the battlefield back then, he would never be able to do this, unless he was holding a medicine that was relatively light, and the most terrifying feature was the firing moment and accuracy.
However, at such a distance, the accurate shooting accuracy of this step can be perfectly exerted, which requires the shooter to have unimaginable stability and strength, and in this world, except for Xu Le, only Huai Caoshi and Li Feng should be able to do it.
The sound of the stream lapping against the white rocks muffled by the sound of the stream muffling the shots, which would have given the Imperial side more time to judge his position, he just stood by the stream, constantly pulling the trigger, covering the retreat of the team.
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The dense fog gradually rose, the lead clouds were dense, and the crisp and dry qiāng sound kept sounding in the distance, taking advantage of the rare and precious opportunity, Xiong Linquan ordered all the team members to quickly gather, and then scattered away in the southwest direction of Pingliang Mountain.
"My brother hasn't come back yet! he's here to save you, how can you leave him!"
Paul stared angrily into Xiong's eyes and shouted in jerky federal language.
At this dangerous moment, Xiong Linquan didn't have time to talk nonsense with him, motioned to the mountain cannon to carry the stretcher with his eyes, stretched out his right hand to grab Paul's belt, carried him and ran quickly to the back of the forest, and said in a deep voice: "You don't know your brother, he is the most powerful warrior, and it is safer when he is alone, and he knows how to find us." ”
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Gathering in search of reunion, whether on a dangerous battlefield or in a federal city, the seven groups often repeated this process, they had their own secret trace system, so half an hour later, when Xu Le jumped off the cliff like a ghost and returned to the group, few people except Paul were surprised.
The mountain cannon stuffed the bloodstained pocket watch into his arms, walked up to him and forced a smile: "Boss, how was the result of the battle? How many sniped this time?"
Xu Le smiled and shook his head, but did not answer.
Shan Cannon was stunned, and then slapped his head heavily, remembering that the leader was an imperial person, and at this time, he must have felt very heavy about his compatriots, and he really asked a very bad question.
In addition to regrets, the mountain cannon also has some regrets that he can no longer find the feeling he used to have.
Back then, whenever he returned from a battle and shot a target, the seven new members of the group always liked to gather around Xu Le and help him count how many Dàns he had hit today, and how many enemies would fall.
At that time, it was as simple as that.
The fog blanketed the mountains again, and the lone army walked silently through the difficult Pingliang Mountains, perhaps because of exhaustion, and no one spoke.
In previous battles, especially the heavy artillery attack at the end of the Imperial Vanguard Battalion, two members of the team were killed, as well as the Imperial prisoner.
The comrades in the ranks, who had no one to leave, expressed their condolences or sorrows, not because they did not care about life and death, but because they had seen too much in the war, and they were not indifferent and numb, and they felt numb to life and death.
Xu Le understood how sad this indifference to the life and death of all people was, and he became more and more sure that all people should be born and should not die, at least not for any reason other than time.
Looking back at the foggy mountain col in the distance, his eyes narrowed, and he thought to himself that he really should have let the Imperials leave.
Luo Rì unwillingly penetrated the gray and black clouds, and sprinkled a few pitiful twilight on Pingliang Mountain, he withdrew his gaze and quickened his pace to keep up with the team.
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Climbed through Pingliang Mountain overnight and returned to the southern foothills, and when determining the next direction of the team, the team members were a little hesitant, but collectively agreed that they should leave immediately.
Unable to get close to the 11th Division, this fog is too weird, no one knows when it will suddenly disappear like before, and it is too dangerous to penetrate like this in the southwest theater, this lone army with a large number of Liao Liao cannot withstand more combat attrition.
"Go to Camp No. 1, Lao Gu is still there. ”
"It's too dangerous on the road. ”
Xu Le squinted at the steep snow peak in front of him, thinking that he would never be able to contact the spaceship, and said softly, "Let's climb over directly." ”