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Chapter 2570 A Tiger Climbs the Mountain in a Way That Will Overturn Your Imagination (Third Update, Please Subscribe)
"RPG!"

The moment Yan Jun's roar came from the roof of the car, the relaxed atmosphere inside immediately vanished.

In an instant, Yang Song felt his heart leap into his throat, and his expression changed.

Although he was wearing a helmet and bulletproof vest, heaven knows... this is a battlefield!

There are only nine of them!
But it's too late to regret it now.

Upon hearing the shout, Feng Ke, who was driving, slammed on the accelerator. The 314-horsepower diesel engine roared violently, and the car surged forward instantly. Almost at the same moment of acceleration, his eyes were already locked on the road ahead—a vertical cliff face carved into the mountainside during the construction of the road. Although not very high, it was just the right height to conceal the off-road vehicle, making it an excellent temporary hiding spot.

As he slammed on the gas and turned the steering wheel, Feng Ke almost saw the RPG flying towards him from the side. Everything happened in an instant. The RPG rocket almost grazed the car body, whistling with the characteristic roar of an RPG warhead, and exploded in a cloud of dust on the ground not far away.

"That's it..."

After dodging an RPG, Feng Ke slammed on the brakes and jerked the steering wheel. The SUV spun around amidst the screeching of tires against the ground, coming to a steady stop against the cliff face. The shadow of the mountain instantly enveloped the vehicle, effectively blocking most of the view from above.

"Quickly! Get off the bus and seize the position!"

Squad leader Wang Yang's roar followed immediately, and the car door was pushed open violently. The soldiers immediately jumped out from the back door and the side door.

As for the heavy machine gun on the roof, it had already been pointed at the ambush point on the mountain and was being fired at a frantic rate. The fierce spray of the MAG general-purpose machine gun was like a downpour, and the muzzle flashes and flares drew blinding trails in the sunlight.

As the terrorists ambushed them on the mountain fired their RPGs, they also threw bulletproof vests at them. Machine gun bullets rained down like a dense storm, hitting the steel shield on the front of the machine gun on the roof of the vehicle, sparking a series of dazzling sparks and creating a continuous clanging sound.

Facing the enemy's firepower, Yan Jun seemed completely oblivious, his hands gripping the handle tightly, his eyes fixed on the firing positions on the mountain, his fingers firmly on the trigger, showing no sign of pausing.

The 250-round ammunition belt was being consumed at an alarming rate, and under the fire barrier he had constructed, the soldiers on the vehicle disembarked one by one in an orderly manner.

The first to jump from the rear door was the squad machine gunner. As he landed, he rolled and steadily set up his S-66 light machine gun. This type of light machine gun is belt-fed and uses the same 6.5mm bullets as the AR15. He pointed the muzzle at the mountain and then unleashed a fierce burst of fire, with bullets flying towards the ambush point with a whooshing sound.

The suppressive fire provided by the 200-round ammunition belt, with a hail of bullets pouring down on the mountaintop, far exceeded that of the automatic rifles. The combined firepower of the two squad machine gunners and the roof-mounted machine gun made it impossible for the terrorists on the mountain to even raise their heads, and their firepower was immediately weakened.

Under the cover of the machine gunners, the soldiers quickly got off the vehicles and found the hillsides and rocks along the roadside as cover. They crouched down, pointed their guns at the mountain, and poured bullets at the target. While suppressing the enemy with fire, they did not even stop in place, but instead leaped from the mountain road to the hillside and launched an attack on the ambush position from behind the rocks on the hillside.

It wasn't until the sound of gunfire erupted outside and the spent bullet casings from the machine gun on the roof of the vehicle rained down that Yang Song and his men finally reacted.

As accompanying reporters, they had never experienced anything like this before. Although Yang Song had been a soldier, he was only a machine gunner. After finally escaping from the car and crouching down beside the cliff, his rapid heartbeat made his heart almost jump out of his chest.

What he saw next was even more horrifying, leaving him speechless with shock: one second, these SEA soldiers were enjoying the air conditioning in their off-road vehicles, some leaning back in their seats with their eyes closed, others chatting, all looking comfortable and at ease; but the next second, when they were ambushed, they showed no panic whatsoever, as if they had instantly become different people.

Without even needing the squad leader's command, the rear and side doors opened simultaneously the moment the car came to a stop, and everyone entered the fray in an orderly fashion, as if they were all born warriors.

Without relying on the squad leader's command, they could immediately engage in combat during such an ambush, their movements swift and decisive.

This was absolutely beyond his imagination, even beyond his comprehension.
Wang Jianguo, standing beside him, was equally terrified, but he didn't hide. He held his camera tightly and started taking pictures of the soldiers fighting. After taking several photos, he peered through the cracks in the rocks and started taking pictures of the mountainside.

However, after only two photos were taken, his face turned even paler, and his voice trembled involuntarily.
"My God... there are at least a hundred people!"

Behind the bushes and rocks on the mountain, countless figures moved about, and muzzles of various guns constantly spewed fire, the firepower so fierce it was suffocating.

Machine guns roared, RPGs fired, and in that instant, Yang Song even felt that the firepower here was much more intense than depicted in war movies.

What's even more critical is that the enemy outnumbers us, the disparity is just too great.

What if they lose?
Right there, he heard shouts coming from the other side. It was the squad leader, who didn't say much.

"Warrior 12 has been ambushed, location..."

Who was the squad leader talking to? Where were their walkie-talkies? It was only then that Yang Song noticed that the soldiers seemed to be carrying a square box, slightly larger than the palm of his hand, with an antenna on it.

They all carried walkie-talkies?
After briefly reporting their location and requesting support, Yang Song originally thought these people would stay put, but what happened next completely overturned their expectations.

"Machine gunners, continue to provide cover! First group, flank from the left; second group, launch a frontal assault. Be careful to avoid enemy fire!"

Wang Yang's shout pierced through the gunfire and echoed near the mountain road. Reaching Yang Song and Wang Jianguo's ears, they were stunned, hardly believing their ears!

But they could hardly believe their eyes, or rather, they couldn't believe what they were seeing—they had actually launched an attack.

No one could have imagined that an infantry squad of only nine men, outnumbered by the enemy and with the enemy holding a significant geographical advantage, would actually launch a counterattack.

Under the squad leader's orders, the soldiers immediately launched a counterattack. They covered each other, used the rocks as cover, and fired fiercely as they attacked.

The accurate and intense firepower actually kept more than a hundred heavily armed terrorists on the mountain from showing their faces.

The scene before them completely overturned Yang Song and Wang Jianguo's understanding. They were shocked by the bravery displayed by these SEA soldiers, whom they had previously called "young master soldiers," which far exceeded their expectations.

Does this look like a pampered soldier?
At this moment, they showed absolutely no signs of being spoiled or pampered.

These people, who enjoy air conditioning, drinks, dancing with girls, and indulging in pleasure all day long, actually dared to carry guns and charge forward despite the dense bullets coming from the mountain.

The soldiers moved nimbly through the hail of bullets, leaping over rubble and ravines, darting among the rocks. They were not simply attacking relentlessly.

While they continuously suppressed enemy fire with their rifles, taking advantage of the terrorists' inability to raise their heads, they would leap to the next leap point—then hide behind rocks, observe for a moment, and when they spotted terrorist firing positions or groups of terrorists, they would use grenade launchers mounted on their rifles to pull the trigger at the exposed terrorist firing positions on the mountain. The grenades would whistle and fly, exploding into bursts of fire.

Faced with this group of fierce tigers climbing the mountain, the hundreds of terrorists who were on high ground were unable to fight back and were constantly suppressed by the enemy's firepower, unable to even lift their heads.

Sunlight streamed down from above the valley, illuminating the smoke and flying debris in the air, amidst the sounds of gunfire, explosions, and roars.

What was presented to Yang Song and Wang Jianguo?
It was a battle that overturned their understanding.

"They are... they are really something else..."

Just as they were marveling at the tactical prowess displayed by these soldiers, a drone flew in from the sky. The drone immediately launched an attack on the terrorists with Sea Serpent rockets. In a series of explosions, the terrorists were repeatedly blasted into the air.

At the same time as the drone attack, another Black Hawk utility helicopter flew over, its door machine guns raining bullets down on the ground, while the Sea Serpent rockets carried on both sides of the fuselage were unleashed like raindrops on the battlefield.

The battle lasted only a dozen minutes before ending with over fifty terrorist corpses. The remaining thirty-odd terrorists, in terror and despair, raised their weapons.

The battle is over.

Wang Jianguo documented the battle with his camera. When he pointed the lens at the bodies of the terrorists on the ground and looked at the weapons on the ground, his expression was solemn.

As for Yang Song, he was speechless at this point. What had he seen?
What kind of battle is this?

Is it one-sided?
No, this was a complete sweep—a sweep that was one against ten, and what was even more astonishing was...
These pampered soldiers, surprisingly, suffered no casualties.

No, someone is injured. It's Sun Hongyuan. He twisted his ankle while attacking.

Right now, he and his comrades are smoking and chatting, looking so relaxed that it's as if what they just experienced wasn't a hail of bullets at all.

These, these... these people.

Looking at these soldiers, Yang Song suddenly began to doubt his own judgment. Were they really just pampered soldiers?
(End of this chapter)