Father, you've been drafted four times already, please spare us!

Although No. 12's main focus is information warfare, his basic combat skills are still quite good.

Upon hearing feedback from Number 2, Number 12 slightly opened the safety lock, held his breath, and focused all his senses on his hearing.

In the distance, about a hundred meters away, two figures suddenly stopped.

One of them took out a map and glanced at it:

"We're just ahead of area C11. In less than an hour, we'll be able to meet up with them!"

"But something feels off right now!"

"We didn't encounter any obstacles along the way, and we didn't even see any pre-arranged sniper positions. This is too strange!"

The person speaking is number 9, and the person next to him is number 20.

The original four-person sniper team split into two groups, and these two were in one of those groups.

"Any news coming from area C11?"

Number 9 had camouflage painted on his face, so his emotions were unreadable.

"No, the other party simply vanished from area C11 without any apparent disturbance. We've already searched this area once, and aside from finding a few traces of their presence, we haven't discovered anything else."

Number 20's tone revealed a hint of irritation.

On the battlefield, what is truly frightening is never the roar of gunfire, but the silence.

Once the battlefield quiets down, and neither side has a clear battle plan, it's easy for the enemy to exploit any openings.

That's how they felt right now. Looking at the dark path ahead, they felt uncertain, as if the darkness ahead was a monster, quietly waiting for its prey to come to it.

"We've reached C11, but the enemy sniper team hasn't made a move. There are two possibilities: either they've already regrouped with their teammates in the C11 area, or..."

Number 9 pointed to the dense forest in front of him, glanced around, and said in a deep voice:

"See these spots? What great sniping positions! If it were me, I'd definitely wait here for them to come!"

He gave No. 20 a jolt after what he said.

"Not necessarily. They're already outnumbered and under a lot of offensive pressure. If they split up and leave a sniper team to ambush us, they'll only have three people left in area C11!"

"Three people against eighteen, honestly, I don't know how they could win!"

"You know, if two or more of them are killed, the operation is automatically considered a loss. Tsk tsk, I think they've rejoined their teammates!"

The analysis on the 20th makes a lot of sense. If we divide our forces further when we have too few people, wouldn't that give the enemy the opportunity to defeat us one by one?

Number 9 frowned and said softly:

"If they've already reunited, why is there nothing unusual about area C11?"

"If their other three teammates go infiltrate and gather information on us, leaving two here to snipe us, it's not impossible!"

"You should know that this is the only way for us to get into C11!"

After careful consideration, number 20 raised the question again:

"But what if we just keep wasting our time here with them?"

"With no one having a sniper team, 18 against 3, I don't know how they can win!"

Number 9 smiled slightly, revealing two rows of bright white teeth in the moonlight:

"Great idea! Let's not leave! We'll rest here for a while!"

"Tell them to keep a distance of 150 meters from us, and we'll just wait it out here!"

As he spoke, Number 9 took out an energy bar from his chest pocket and actually leaned against the tree to eat it.

"But what if they regroup with their teammates from C11? You should know how much of a deterrent a sniper team can be on the battlefield!"

Number 9 replied calmly and leisurely:

"No rush. Let's wait for C11 to get the battlefield information before we act. We're less than an hour away from C11. We can easily enter the battlefield from behind after both sides have engaged in combat!"

In the monitoring room, Chen Nian listened to No. 9's analysis of the battlefield situation and couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

"This kid's got some skills. If he really does that, then Number 2 and Number 12 will be in trouble!"

If his squad didn't only have five spots excluding himself, he would definitely have brought Number 9 along; that kid's tactical mind is too cunning.

This overseas mission requires talent like this!

Let's see how Number 2 plans to handle the current predicament. If Number 2 can't quickly eliminate these two sniper teams, then when the challengers in area C11 tighten their encirclement, they'll all lose!

On the sniper position, Number 2 had already spotted Numbers 9 and 20 through his scope, but the two were hiding behind trees, and he couldn't find an angle to fire.

That's true. We're all snipers, so we know exactly where to set up a sniper position for a better field of view and a wider suppression range. We also know how to avoid enemy sniper fire.

This is the same as what Qin Yuanshan said: "What you have, others also have!"

Number 2 frowned, looking at Numbers 9 and 20 who had stopped moving, and a sense of irritation welled up inside him.

Number 9 is right. Not only are they outnumbered, but they are also under immense offensive pressure. If they cannot find a breakthrough at this moment, they will undoubtedly lose this test.

"Have they spotted us?!"

In the distance, Number 12, holding his headset, asked in a low voice.

"Probably not, but they definitely sensed something was off!"

Number 2 is still very clear-headed.

"Number 12, you can now slowly leave your current sniper position and proceed towards area C11. They're probably trying to drag us into a suicide bombing, but we're outnumbered too much, so you must head to area C11!"

In information warfare, number 2 is the expert; in sniper warfare, number 12 is the expert.

Upon hearing Number 12's analysis, Number 2 asked without hesitation:

"Can you do it yourself?"

Number 2's words were somewhat arrogant:

"Play with them!"

"Oh, and remember to leave something behind along the way and mark it on the terminal!"

Number 12 pursed his lips, only replied with "Take care," and then slowly disappeared from the sniper position.

Fifteen minutes passed in the blink of an eye, and Number 2 remained lying there motionless.

Numbers 9 and 20 weren't in a hurry, but numbers 26 and 16, who followed behind, slowly crept up.

"What's going on? It's been so long, the other side should have entered area C11 by now!"

"We need to get there too, otherwise, even with our numerical advantage, we'll still be picked off one by one by snipers!"

Number 9 didn't explain further, he just rolled his eyes.

Number 20 pulled out an energy bar and put it in Number 26's hand:

"Are energy bars not tasty? Or do you just like rushing around?"

"Just eat your food!"

"Damn it, you guys eat. We don't want to watch from here. If that Captain Sima gives us the lowest score, we won't even get into the team!"

"Yes, he looks at battlefield performance, not whether you can win!"

After saying that, the two gave each other a disdainful look and continued towards area C11.

In the monitoring room, Chen Nian listened to the voice message coming from the combat terminal, then coldly cursed:

"Foolish! Dragging things out is the best course of action!"

"Those two are eliminated!"

Well, Old Devil Chen definitely didn't retaliate because those two people insulted him!

In the jungle, Number 2 saw the two move and his eyes suddenly sharpened.

The chewing gum in their mouths stopped at this moment.

He pulled out his combat terminal, his eyes fixed on the several red dots on it, a cruel smile playing on his lips.

"Tsk tsk, people always have to pay the price for their restlessness!"

"This jungle has been quiet for too long, let's make some noise!"

Number 2 watched as Numbers 16 and 26 entered the red dot area and pressed his finger on the detonator.

"boom!"

A flash of light!

Chen Nian's voice came through both the earpieces on the 16th and the 26th at the same time:

"disuse!"