I work as a mercenary in northern Myanmar.

Chapter 615 Duel

Chapter 615 Duel
For Davis, the situation couldn't be more desperate.

They suffered heavy firepower at the first moment of the battle, forcing their own troops to retreat into the bunker before they even had time to deploy.

Afterwards, the enemy's heavy infantry blew up the buildings and drove our troops out of the bunkers like chasing rats, further weakening our counterattack force.

Immediately afterwards, the scattered reconnaissance teams were almost wiped out, and the enemy quickly seized the opportunity to organize a encirclement.
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Of course, this was part of the plan.

He had no intention of letting those CIASAD people live, nor did he intend to let those DEVGRU people who followed him live.

Only when they die can I give a perfect explanation to their superiors.

But unfortunately, those people did not die completely.

As a last resort, Davis could only use the last plan and directly borrow Robin's power to launch a cleanup of friendly forces.

He originally thought that even if the worst happened, he would just give up everything and run away.

At worst, I can just live in the dark like Robin and the others, relying on the intelligence and resource network developed in the past few years.

But what no one expected was that the last helicopter was also shot down.

Moreover, it was blown up by a grenade.

The explosion of a grenade could not completely destroy a helicopter, but with the rotor damaged, the helicopter instantly lost power, made a hard landing in the camp, and lost the ability to take off again in a short time.

The exposed driver was shot in the chest by an anti-material sniper hiding in the snow. Someone wanted to drag him out to take his place, but was instantly forced back by continuous bullets.

At this time, there were only 9 people left on Davis' side, and the only heavy firepower they could rely on was a rotary machine gun.

Davis was gasping for breath and his right leg, which had been cut by bullet fragments, was bleeding profusely.

Although the aorta was not injured, at this rate of bleeding, he might not survive more than half an hour.

What’s worse is that I have completely lost my ability to move.

If other friendly forces want to evacuate, their best option is to
Just abandon yourself.

"FUCK!"

He cursed angrily, then ordered:
"Build defenses! Open up an evacuation route!"

"We'll go from the top of the mountain! Go over the mountain and head west into the canyon to hide!"

"Their defense on the ridgeline is weak, we can break through!"

"Take me with you! If I die, none of you will survive!"

Robin, who was standing opposite him, had already emptied a magazine. Looking at Davis' hysterical look, he cursed angrily:
"This is all because of you!"

"Your so-called plan has completely failed!"

"We shouldn't even be here! You never intended to leave us alive!"

"I don't plan to die here!"

Davis responded:

"If I wanted to kill you, I would have done it a long time ago!"

"Bullshit! You're just trying to trick us all here!"

Robin crawled over and dragged a corpse and removed the magazine from it, cursing all the time, looking a little funny.

But his anger was very real, because from his perspective, this really was a complete trap.

I brought people here according to Davis's request, and arranged the support forces, but what was the result? ?
almost annihilated.

I was forced to be tied to him. Even if I wanted to get off the boat now, it was too late.

The enemy is obviously ready to kill us all, and they really have the ability to do so!

Robin was not completely ignorant of the Dongfeng Corps. After all, with the intelligence network he had established, it was impossible for him to be unaware of the sudden rise of such an organization.

However, what he heard most was that the other side had more equipment, was good at using heavy firepower, and was good at conducting small-scale high-intensity combat.

However, his intelligence never revealed how strong the opponent's individual combat capabilities were.

And now, he saw it with his own eyes.

The enemy can even have a head-on collision with the elite troops from various special forces in CIASAD, and use the terrain advantage to inflict a casualty ratio of more than 1 to 2.

Is this the strength a mercenary group should have?

Or are they not ordinary mercenaries at all, but their members were originally active officers of certain special forces?
Robin felt as if he had grasped an important clue, but unfortunately, he had no way to make use of it now.

If I die here, everything I have built with great difficulty will vanish into thin air.
He took a deep breath and replaced a new magazine for the HK416 in his hand.

Then he raised his gun, aimed at a shadow in the snow and pulled the trigger, but after firing more than a dozen bullets, he realized that the shadow was indeed just a shadow, it was not a person at all!
At this time, Robin discovered with horror that after a long battle, his eyes had been eroded by the extremely contrasting night sky on the snow-capped mountains.

He can't see clearly!

Robin panicked and tried to pull off the night vision goggles on the head of the corpse in front of him, but the moment he reached out, a bullet went straight through his arm.

"puff!"

A dull sound was heard, and the bullet penetrated directly into the snow with a fluff of snowflakes.

This time, Robin could see clearly that the snow on the ground was red.

"what!!!!"

He howled in pain. Being out of combat for so long had worn away his will. He even forgot to stop the bleeding from his wound at the first moment. Instead, he instinctively shrank behind the cover, holding the half of his hand that was left and wailing.

"Shut up! Stop the bleeding!"

Davis from a distance threw a first aid kit over. His condition was not better than Robin's, but he behaved calmer.

"There aren't many of them left!"

Davis continued:
"The intensity of the gunfire is decreasing, they are out of supplies!"

"Hit slowly, hold on!"

"Their advantage is built by consuming resources! Wait until they run out of bullets! We still have a chance!"

As he spoke, Davis switched the gun in his hand to single-shot mode, aiming at the periphery and pulling the trigger with the intention of creating pressure, not to kill.

His position was quite hidden, and bullets kept passing by him, but they failed to hit him again.

Things seem to be really getting better.

Davis breathed a sigh of relief.

If I had known earlier, I should have let CIASAD and DEVGRU continue to consume each other's resources!

Unfortunately, there is no if in this world.

I never expected that a helicopter could be paralyzed by a grenade.
But fortunately it's not too late.

Now we have superior resources and terrain, and the initiative is completely on our side!
On the other side, Chen Chen also slowed down the frequency of his shooting.

Just as Davis predicted, the combat resources of the Dongfeng Corps had once again been reduced to the danger level.

The average amount of ammunition remaining for each person was less than half a base amount, and Chen Chen only had one and a half drum magazines left, less than 150 rounds of bullets.

It sounds like a lot.

After all, if it is an urban anti-terrorism operation, let alone 150 rounds, 60 rounds of bullets are more than enough.

But this is a real battlefield, and the action that consumes the most ammunition for both sides is not killing, but suppression.

Only by maintaining continuous suppression can a gap appear in the opponent's OODA.

Only by ensuring continuous suppression can we inflict casualties without losing any personnel on our side.

This is the reason why the Dongfeng Corps was able to cause huge casualties to the enemy in the early stages.

Completely abandon resource management, throw whatever you have, hit whatever you have, even if you use a drum to exchange for an enemy, it is a profit. But now it is no longer possible.

The ammunition supply has run out and there is no chance to replenish it.

Chen Chen pulled the trigger continuously, pushing an enemy who tried to look out of the cover back behind the cover.

Then he quickly searched the surroundings to see if there were any corpses that could be used.

But unfortunately, those corpses are basically located in open areas without any cover. If you want to go over to get supplies, it would be tantamount to giving your life to the enemy.

Dilemma.

The intensity of gunfire has dropped by more than one level. With the strong individual abilities of the Dongfeng Corps, they can still maintain the most basic suppression with the least amount of ammunition.

But such suppression will not last long. In 5 minutes at most, the ammunition will be completely used up.

"Sniper! Can you find the shooting angle??"

Chen Chen asked anxiously.

Now the only hope to break the deadlock is anti-material sniper.

He was the only one who could cause massive casualties with limited ammunition.

"I can't find it, I'm looking for it!"

The sniper responded quickly, and then said:
"It's difficult! I have to maintain the suppression. It's too difficult to transfer!"

"Prioritize suppression!"

Chen Chen said immediately.

This is a subtle decision on the battlefield. When the battle situation reaches a stalemate, should you take a risk and look for new opportunities, or continue to maintain a stalemate?
If it is the former, once an opportunity to destroy the enemy is not found in a short period of time, the lack of firepower caused by "looking for opportunities" may very likely destroy the entire team.

And continue to maintain a stalemate?
Time and resources are a dead line, and there is no possibility of breakthrough no matter what.

Generally speaking, when there is support, choose the latter; when there is no support, choose the former and gamble your life.

However, the situation of the Dongfeng Corps is different now. They cannot gamble with their lives because the complexity of their mission dictates that they must pursue the most stable kills.

How to do?
Chen Chen's mind was spinning rapidly, and his action of shooting and suppressing the enemy was only maintained by instinct.

It would be nice if we could take down two or three more people.

The enemy's limit has been reached. As long as two or three more people are killed, the support pressure faced by the sniper will be reduced, and he will have the opportunity to find new opportunities.

There is no other way.

Chen Chen suddenly had an epiphany.

In previous battles, he always tried to rely on tactics and equipment to establish an advantage, and personal ability was always put last.

But now, he has no choice but to rely on himself.

After checking the magazine one last time, Chen Chen gave the order:

"Cover me and strengthen the suppression."

"I need 20 seconds to create a breakthrough window for me!"

"Roger that!"

As soon as the words fell, the suppressive firepower of the Dongfeng Corps instantly became intensive.

Taking advantage of this extremely short time, Chen Chen started quickly and ran towards the slightly higher rock in front.

The gun in his hand almost became one with him. Even when he was running at high speed, the muzzle of the gun always pointed steadily forward.

Chen Chen entered a state of complete concentration, his adrenaline soaring to the point that he could no longer feel the cold outside, blocking out all other distracting factors.

In the field of view of the thermal fusion night vision goggles, a faint red flashed by. It was just a corner of the enemy's shoulder that was inadvertently exposed.

Chen Chenfu came to his senses, and the muzzle of his gun shifted slightly, pointing to the next point in the enemy's movement trajectory.

Less than a second later, or in fact just a moment, half of the enemy's head appeared in Chen Chen's crosshairs.

The other party seemed to just want to do a quick peek, leaving Chen Chen with only a few tenths of a second to shoot.

But Chen Chen fired in advance.

The time difference was just right, neither interrupting the opponent's movements nor giving him a chance to retreat.

"Bang! Boom!"

One shot hits, two more shots follow.

Chen Chen continued to move forward with steady steps. At this time, he had advanced to the bottom of the high bunker, but after a quick glance, he found that this "beautiful-looking" position could not reveal any flaws of the enemy.

In fact, this should be the case.

If I can see this high point, can't the enemy see it?
There was no way they would expose themselves to this commanding height; it was even possible that this was a trap they had set.

Chen Chen did not fall into the trap. He bypassed the bunker and continued to advance to the left, while the covering firepower of the Dongfeng Corps behind him followed and extended, suppressing all enemy firepower points near him.

10 seconds had passed and Chen Chen was able to pass unhindered.

A shooting "channel" finally appeared in front of him. After turning slightly to the left, two enemies were directly exposed in front of him.

Press close and attack from far away, this is the opportunity Chen Chen is looking for.

But the other party also discovered Chen Chen at the same time.

Two guns were pointed at Chen Chen at the same time. The two sides were facing each other at a distance of 60 meters, like gunfighters dueling in the American West.

The only difference is that the gunner's duel was one-on-one, while Chen Chen's was one-on-two.

He had no first-mover advantage, and both sides had their guns pointed at each other.

Now, whoever is faster will survive.

There were only two enemies left in Chen Chen's eyes. To be more precise, there were only two enemies' exposed chins left.

That was the only chance to win this duel.

The finger pressed down, the firing pin hit, and the primer exploded.

The bullet flew out of the chamber, but Chen Chen did not fire again.

He knew that he had no chance to fire again.

After the first bullet was fired, the muzzle of his gun had pulled to the right.

At the same time, two enemy bullets hit his abdomen from under his raised arms.

The heavy impact caused Chen Chen to sway slightly, but this did not affect his ability to continue aiming.

The crosshairs locked onto the second enemy, Chen Chen flicked the selector and held the butt of the gun tightly.