In the dark night, the gunshots coming from the mountainside were so harsh.
The soldiers at the foot of the mountain felt depressed because they had just used professional walkie-talkies but could not contact the third team sent out.
The cold-blooded leader's face was extremely gloomy.
Since he didn't know the specific situation on the mountain, he always thought it was the person who attacked him before, and he killed the people he sent out.
As for the 'uprising' of ordinary people, he didn't even think about it.
After all, in his opinion, they were just a group of unarmed civilians. No matter how many there were, how could they dare to resist these soldiers armed with weapons?
Just like throughout the ages, the 'upper class' people who control a lot of power and resources are unwilling to believe that the 'lower class people' dare to rebel just before they are overthrown.
So the cold-blooded leader didn't know until now that his men died not at the hands of Tian Feng, but at the hands of ordinary people.
The more he fell into this misunderstanding, the more he thought about it, feeling that the enemy he faced this time was so powerful and terrifying.
The confidant next to him also came up at this time and said nervously;
"Chief, the number of people we drove up here must be in the thousands at least. In addition to our sixty or seventy brothers, there is no news about them all."
"Isn't that man a lunatic? How could he kill so many people without blinking an eye? There are only about thirty brothers left. How about we..."
Before he could say anything to persuade him to retreat, the cold-blooded leader interrupted him with a shout;
"Just because thousands of people and sixty or seventy brothers in front of us have rushed in, is it okay to retreat at this time?"
"Furthermore, the opponent may have been almost consumed. Many times, the only difference between success and failure is the final kick!"
"Moreover, since the other party is working so hard, the supplies they are guarding should be quite sufficient. Otherwise, they should have run away a long time ago, so why bother to stay here."
The cold-blooded leader at this moment has long been unknowingly trapped in the sunk cost effect and greedy human nature.
After hearing these words, my confidants were actually affected and felt that they made sense;
"Yes, the leader is right."
"How much firepower would he have to use to kill so many people?"
"And there were quite a few explosions from the front, but they became more intermittent as we went back."
"Since just now, we can only hear the sound of gunshots and no explosions. It should be that the opponent's heavy firepower has been exhausted."
"The leader is still wise. I was so scared just now that I almost backed down, but the leader can still calmly analyze the battle situation. It's really impressive..."
As the confidant talked, he became accustomed to flattering me again.
But he would regret it immediately, because before the filming was over, he heard the cold-blooded leader's next words;
"You can take the second team up and have a look at the situation."
Hearing this, the flattery of his confidant stopped abruptly, and he was even afraid of scolding him in his heart.
But on the surface, he still had to maintain a smile and fight for himself;
"Chief, I have to stay by your side to protect you."
"And haven't you analyzed it before? The opponent's firepower is almost exhausted. There is no danger in going up now."
"Why don't we just go up together with the first and second teams, and let the people from the second team cover in front? But I have to protect you personally..."
Once again, before his confidant could finish speaking, the cold-blooded leader kicked him and cursed;
"I am the only one here who has actually been on the battlefield. Do I need your protection?"
"Hurry up and take the second team up to have a look. If you keep complaining, I will kill you immediately!"
As he spoke, the cold-blooded leader took out his gun and pointed the black muzzle at his henchman.
Now the sycophant didn't dare to talk anymore. He quickly stood up and led the second team up the mountain.
However, after walking a certain distance, he began to curse under his breath;
"You have been on the battlefield and you are the strongest, so why don't you lead the team up first?"
"In the final analysis, it's not because I'm afraid of death. I want to use others as cannon fodder to test. Bah, it's a bad thing to betray the original leader!"
"I didn't expect that you would use me as cannon fodder after flattering you every day. It's so inhumane and a real dog..."
Halfway through the scolding, the walkie-talkie on his waist suddenly made a rustling sound.
The confidant was startled, and quickly took it out to confirm that it was not connected, and then carefully pressed the connect button.
Then, I heard the cold-blooded leader's voice coming from the microphone;
"Don't drive when you go up the mountain this time. Please spread out and report to me in time if you encounter any situation. Do you understand?"
The flattering confidant returned to his previous licking-dog appearance and agreed clearly one after another.
But after hanging up the walkie-talkie call, he immediately took a long breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said fearfully;
"It scared me to death, it scared me to death... I thought I didn't turn off the intercom, and he heard what I just said..."
Immediately afterwards, his face changed again, and his expression became fierce;
"No, I've been used as cannon fodder by him, what are you afraid of him for?"
"Hmph! Yes, he doesn't treat me as a human being, so I should treat him as a dog, woof woof woof!"
After barking at the hung-up intercom several times, the sycophant honestly followed the cold-blooded leader's request and led the second team up the mountain on foot.
After all, whether you are afraid or not is just a word, but your body is still very honest.
More than a dozen people from the second team spread out and cautiously went up the mountain, with the sycophant walking at the back.
Just as they were approaching the mountainside, footsteps suddenly sounded all around, and the sound was very dense and violent.
Hearing such a loud noise, they naturally stopped quickly and hurriedly raised their guns to look around.
But the night was still very dark, and deep in the mountains and forests, all that could be seen were grass and trees, and no one could be seen at all.
The fear of the unknown is the scariest thing!
I can hear a lot of footsteps nearby, but I can't see anyone for a long time. This feeling is really not good.
Finally, a soldier got angry and shot first.
"What the hell are you bunch of? I'll beat you to death!"
boom!
But with just one shot, his position was exposed.
What followed was more intensive gunfire, but the bullets hit him.
Bang bang bang!
In an instant, the soldier who fired first was beaten into pieces by lines of fire from all directions.
This time, the surrounding soldiers were frightened.
They could clearly see how dense the lines of fire were, with at least fifty or sixty guns firing at the same time.
And that range already encompasses all their positions.
In other words, they have been surrounded!
These soldiers, who rely on connections and have never been on the battlefield, have never seen such a scene.
Even that sycophant henchman was okay when he followed the cold-blooded leader to slaughter some unarmed ordinary people in the community building.
Now it was his turn and a bullet would land on his head at any time. He was so frightened that he wet his pants. He immediately put down his weapon, raised his hands and shouted;
"Don't, don't shoot, I surrender..."
