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

"Where should the ambush be set up?"

After everyone gathered, Number 2 asked a question.

"I'm not leaving, I'm staying right here!"

Chen Nian pulled the bolt and loaded the gun.

"Your sniping position remains here. We'll advance 600 meters and ambush them on the highway!"

"Number 2, you and Number 9, each take a taxi and call the driver. The rest of you, call out names one by one!"

"Number 17, the task of suppressing fire is assigned to you. I don't want to see any casualties!"

Number 17, holding the machine gun, pounded his chest:

"Hehe, don't worry!"

"Alright, find your spots, and don't let your guard down!"

Chen Nian didn't ramble on with instructions. After giving the order, he took the initiative to go to a reverse slope.

The rest of the people took their places one by one.

They had no logistical support this time, so they didn't bring any explosives. Otherwise, it would have been easier to just plant mines on the highway.

The 93A outpost was equipped with explosives, but there wasn't enough time, so Chen Nian had no choice but to take it by force.

Some people might ask, why not finish the fight and leave, and then do it again in another place?

First, the distance between regions is too great, making it too time-consuming and physically demanding for them to make covert raids.

Besides, since they're already here, we might as well just cook them all together. After all, the Indians are known as the "anus of the earth," so what good things can live on an anus besides maggots?

The roadbed is very low, as if it were carved out of the vast plateau.

Given the Indians' technology, it seems that this is the only method they can use to ensure connections between outposts.

Because the roadbed was low, Chen Nian and his men's ambush on the reverse slopes on both sides of the road was very well concealed. If they were not using thermal sensors or looking from the air, it would be very difficult to spot them from their vehicles.

The plateau climate has a large temperature difference.

Although the combat uniforms worn by Chen Nian and the others were warm, they couldn't keep up with the November weather and the fact that they couldn't move around much. Some of them had already started to breathe heavily.

"Captain, it's been twenty minutes since we sent the message, why haven't they arrived yet?"

Number 3 was getting a little impatient and started muttering to himself.

"Hunting requires patience!"

"Number 2, your field of vision is wider. Is there any movement?"

Even the second sniper was getting a little annoyed.

"Hiss, no..."

"I've got it! I see the car lights!"

Number 2's voice was somewhat suppressed, but the suppression revealed an uncontrollable excitement.

"I went there, and more than twenty minutes have passed since I received the message, and they've only just gotten on the bus!"

"What the hell are these creatures?!"

Number 3 was somewhat puzzled; his teammates were fighting tooth and nail, yet it took them 20 minutes to finally get on the bus.

This is really surreal.

Three minutes later, the Indian convoy had entered the field of fire.

Chen Nian pressed his earpiece and said softly:

"Vehicles 2 and 9, four vehicles in total, estimated to carry around 15 people. It depends on how you handle it!"

"One attacks the beginning, the other the end! Creating chaos!"

"You decide when to fire based on our position!"

Chen Nian did not control when they fired, but let them decide for themselves.

They are all newcomers on this trip, and we must train them to make their own judgments on the battlefield. Otherwise, once the Indians realize what's happening, whether it's the Indian Black Cat Special Forces being deployed or a large-scale siege, Chen Nian won't be able to focus his energy on controlling them.

It can be considered a form of planning ahead!

The convoy sped past, and just as the lead car passed and entered the encirclement, number 2 made a decisive move.

"Hooray!"

A muffled blast from a sniper rifle echoed across the plateau, and the lead vehicle instantly went out of control, hurtling towards the high slope beside the road.

At the same time, the moment the second shot rang out, the sniper rifle of the ninth also went off.

"Pfft, pfft!"

Number 9's gun was a semi-automatic, or rather, a precision marksman rifle, also known as a semi-automatic sniper rifle. So his first shot hit the driver's seat, and his second shot hit the passenger's seat.

The driver died, but his foot was still on the accelerator. The jeep went out of control and headed straight for the car in front.

After hearing the gunshot, the drivers of the two middle cars instinctively stepped on the brakes, but the last jeep, due to inertia, crashed straight into the second-to-last car.

"pretty!"

Chen Nian shouted sharply.

"Fire! Find your target and eliminate it!"

After saying that, Chen Nian pulled out two grenades and threw them out. The people at the scattered points had gained some experience from the battle at the 93A outpost, and they all pulled out grenades and threw them out as well.

The grenades exploded around the four stopped vehicles, flashing in the light.

It was probably the sound of the grenade explosion that triggered the reaction of these Indian maggots, and the survivors jumped out of the vehicle one by one.

As soon as one person peeked out, Number 9 fired a shot at him.

"Bang!"

The 7.62*51mm large-caliber bullet shattered the man's head.

Yes, it means smash!

Red, white, and yellow objects splashed everywhere in the night.

The Indian man who got off the bus behind them got splashed in the face. He was stunned at first, then his eyes widened and he started shouting incoherently.

"what!"

"demon!"

"what!"

Number 9 was drawn by his shouts. The moment the body of the man who had been shot in the head fell, Number 9 fired another shot, and a bullet went through the man's neck.

"So noisy!"

Number 9 shouted into his headset in a very pretentious manner.

"You've fired four shots already. Change sniping positions immediately!"

The somewhat cold reminder from number 2 rang out in number 9's headset.

Number 9 was startled, and immediately shrank back. At that moment, two bullets landed on the rubble above Number 9's head.

In an instant, pebbles flew everywhere, landing on Number 9's head with a loud clatter.

"Holy crap, this is way too late!"

Number 9 felt like her heart was about to jump out of her throat.

"Damn, that's so exciting!"

The adrenaline rush made Number 9 somewhat obsessed.

Number 2 had been watching the battlefield from a distance. When he saw that the dust was flying from the sniper position number 9, he immediately followed the trajectory of the bullets and found the person who fired the shot.

"Hooray!"

A muffled thud was heard.

The Indian man who fired the shot had his head shattered.

The sniper rifle number 2 is a heavy sniper rifle, which is more powerful.

"End the battle immediately!"

Chen Nian shouted into his headset.

He immediately knelt down on one knee and fired two shots at the two men who were shooting upwards. Before he could even see the result, Chen Nian lunged forward and immediately pulled his body back to the opposite slope. Dust flew up from where he had just been.

"Damn it, the saying 'border armies produce elite troops' has never been limited to any one country!"

"Be careful, these guys are pretty good at reacting to pressure. After firing, don't worry about the result, change positions immediately!"

Chen Nian gave a word of advice and then reappeared.

But as soon as he peeked out, he saw two dark gun barrels pointed at him from more than 20 meters away, so he immediately ducked down again.

"Damn it, are you trying to bully me?!"

Chen Nian spat and cursed, then grabbed a handful of dirt, threw it into the air, and then flipped over and fired two shots.

"Hooray! Hooray!"

The two Indians fell to the ground immediately.

From a high vantage point in the distance, number 24 had set up a machine gun and was firing short bursts at the convoy below.

The goal is not to kill them, but to suppress the Indians so they cannot show themselves.

But the persistent shortness of breath also revealed his position.

When Chen Nian moved his position, he saw two Indians aiming their guns at the location where number 24 was.

"24! Bow your head!"

"Hooray! Hooray!"

Two more gunshots rang out, and Chen Nian shot down two more people.

White smoke also appeared in front of No. 24.

"Damn, this Indian guy is no pushover. If I hadn't tripped while I was making my move, I'd be headless!"

Number 3 shouted into his headset.

"Shut up, you piece of trash!"

Number 17 immediately opened fire, firing two short shots in quick succession, and two Indians fell to the ground.

"Hey 17, don't give me that crap. Have you killed as many people as I have?"

During the argument, Number 2's voice suddenly came through the earpiece:

"Not counting grenades, the captain has already killed seven!"

For a moment, the headset fell silent.

Then the gunfire stopped.

"Clean up the battlefield immediately and finish off each corpse!"

"We need to act quickly. We've been fighting for too long; the B detachment might have already heard the commotion!"

Number 17 curled his lip, firing a finishing shot into the head of the corpse on the ground as he replied:

"Less than two and a half minutes, Captain, that's still a long way off!"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

"Numbers 7 and 12, stay here and load the bodies into the truck. We'll drive to Outpost B shortly!"

"Remaining personnel, immediately launch a raid on Outpost B!"

"Turn on all your battle recordings. I'm going to make those Indians lose face on the international stage!"