"It's about three hundred meters, let's get out of the way!"
Sergeant Ruan, who was commanding the forward, immediately asked his men to carefully move to the right. Everyone moved extremely lightly, and every foot they landed was carefully chosen, all in order not to alert the approaching enemy soldiers.
After taking about five or six minutes to move more than a hundred meters to the right, Shadow Company's forward team finally saw the enemy. More than a dozen black soldiers wearing military uniforms and camouflaged straw hats were scattered widely. The distance between them was more than ten meters. They carefully scanned the jungle in front of them. After taking a few steps, they would stop to observe the situation and only move forward after confirming that it was safe.
In order not to alert the snake, the employees of Shadow Company immediately moved to the flanks to distance themselves. At this moment, the fog had not dissipated, and the visibility in the jungle was extremely low. Therefore, the black uncles did not notice the sneaky PMCs in the distance. Their attention was focused on their own front, and a hundred meters away on both sides of these more than a dozen vanguard soldiers was the second group of vanguard troops. They carried old-fashioned bolt-action rifles and machine guns, and were divided into several groups, on guard. conditions at greater ranges.
Behind the vanguard are the large troops marching in two columns in the jungle. Although they have suffered constant losses in the past few years, the guerrillas still maintain what an army should look like, like a reconnaissance guard. Quite a few, the current situation of the soldiers is indeed a bit ugly. Many of them are still going barefoot, and the weapons are old and new. From the brand-new AK47 rifles assisted by Big Brother to World War II weapons sold as post-war scrap, you can see them as well. The bandages on many injured soldiers were dirty and looked like they had not been changed for a long time.
"Call Echo One, call Echo One!"
In addition to weapons and equipment, Sergeant Ruan's team also carried walkie-talkies. There was no problem in communicating within several kilometers. Therefore, the movements of the guerrillas were immediately transmitted to the large forces in the camp. After learning that the main force of the guerrillas was only two meters away from them, After covering a straight line distance of several kilometers, Hannibal once again made bold arrangements. He moved a quarter of the people who were ambushing around the camp and asked them to outflank and enter the jungle from a distance of several kilometers on both sides. In conjunction with the previous attack, The human hands formed a rather wide encirclement line.
Hannibal was not worried about the disparity in numbers, because the opponent did not have an overwhelming advantage. On the contrary, in terms of firepower, Shadow Company had the advantage. They were all equipped with automatic weapons. On average, there was one Colt for every three people. With several sights, not to mention additional grenade launchers, and a bunker built overnight by construction machinery, Hannibal firmly believed that victory would eventually belong to Shadow Company.
At this moment, the guerrilla reconnaissance force has approached the outskirts of the camp. The soldiers on guard in front stopped silently and raised their binoculars. At this moment, the thick fog caused by the heavy rain had almost dissipated, so the scouts' binoculars could easily see. Seeing every movement in the distant camp, looking at the silent camp, the messy construction vehicles, and the dozing guards, the scout immediately gestured backwards in sign language.
The intelligence was then sent back to the commander. After learning that the other party was not prepared for his own sneak attack, the commander immediately ordered all personnel to speed up. They must seize the camp as quickly as possible, take away all available supplies, and then withdraw jungle.
"action!"
After confirming that all personnel had entered the attack position, the commander immediately ordered the attack to begin. Then dozens of the best-equipped soldiers rushed into the camp first. When the camp guards saw the menacing guerrillas, they immediately dropped their weapons and drills in embarrassment. He disappeared before entering the barracks.
Seeing that the guards were so weak, the guerrillas were so encouraged that they even ran out of shadows under their feet, completely unaware of the excessive silence in the camp.
Soon hundreds of guerrillas swarmed into the camp. Then these soldiers rushed into the room like hungry wolves and began to search for various supplies. When several people broke into the kitchen and found large piles of white bread, they immediately scrambled to get there. After stuffing it into his stomach, more people gathered around, and soon the bread was eaten by the soldiers who had not had a full meal for a long time. The guerrilla commander also ate it in embarrassment.
"Where are the people in the camp? Where are those Americans?"
"I didn't see it. We searched the barracks and they were all empty!"
"What, how is this possible?"
The commander spit out the food in his mouth, and then immediately loudly ordered everyone to retreat.
"This is a trap, retreat immediately!"
Immediately, the guerrillas prepared to withdraw from the camp in a mess, but Hannibal, who had been waiting on the outside, saw it and immediately raised the signal gun in his hand.
A red signal flare immediately rose into the sky. Then, the Shadow Company PMCs who had already dug hidden bunkers around the camp got out of the bunker. The employee holding the grenade launcher pulled the trigger, and the tear gas bombs hit the guerrillas like raindrops, bursting. The tear gas leaked from the missile body panicked the guerrillas. The guerrillas were so smoked that they could not even open their eyes. They were unable to fight back effectively and could only cover their heads and run towards the jungle.
At this moment, the PMCs of Shadow Company raised their M16 rifles like target shooting and pulled the triggers towards the guerrillas.
Because of Shepard's order, the PMCs did not fire fully automatically. Instead, they fired in bursts. Their goal was not to take the lives of the guerrillas, but to shoot at the legs. Those rifles were mounted on the handles. The shooters with triple scopes fired slowly and slowly. Many guerrillas fell to the ground in embarrassment after being hit in the legs, while those who were not hit could only barely raise their weapons to fight back, while moving towards Jungle retreat.
Not far away, those guerrillas who did not enter the camp but were on guard outside did not choose to escape when their teammates were attacked. Instead, they tried to launch a wave of counterattacks. The machine gunners set up their old mg42 machine guns, and then started Fire suppression and dense rain of bullets immediately suppressed many PMCs in the bunker. The mud and wood chips blown up by the bullets were flying, making it impossible for them to carry out an effective counterattack.
Seeing that the guerrillas were about to flee into the jungle, after a crisp gunshot, a machine gunner immediately rolled around awkwardly holding his shoulders.
"First!"
Plumlee, who was wearing a camouflage poncho, raised his head, pulled the gun bolt with his right hand, and then a shell casing popped out of the ejection window. Then, he raised the Winchester M70 rifle in his hand and looked for the next target.
Soon another unlucky guy was targeted by him. This time Plomri shot the machine gun shooter directly in the neck. Then the unlucky guy tilted his head and died.
"the second!"
