The battle was very fierce, with the sound of bullets and explosions everywhere, and it was extremely terrifying under the night. The moon and stars might not be able to bear to see this cruel scene, and they hid behind the dark clouds, and the wind stopped. The smell of gunpowder filled the air above the entrance and exit, and it could not dissipate for a long time. Every minute, people were dying. The ruthless battle was completely exposed at this moment, with corpses and blood everywhere.

Luo Zheng looked at this scene calmly and became anxious. Xi Yafa attacked without any consequences. Why? Did he not consider the consequences of the loss of troops? Thinking of this, Luo Zheng quickly replaced the m99 sniper rifle, loaded the incendiary bomb, and shot wherever there were many people. The tough face was full of coldness.

There is no sympathy or kindness on the battlefield. Either you die or I die. There are too many enemies attacking, and you don’t need to aim at it. You can hit a person without a single shot. The splashing burning agent explodes everywhere, dipping more people and burning them. The deterrent power of the incendiary bomb is stronger than that of the grenades. The screams of the people who were lit are everywhere, but Xi Yafa’s people seem to have not seen it, constantly attacking.

Faced with Xiyafa's attack, Gayav's elite troops could not withstand it. Fortunately, the reinforcements responsible for attacking the convoy rushed up, and the dense firepower suppressed Xiyafa's attack again. Luo Zheng continued to snipe the enemy. At this time, Lan Xue's voice sounded from the headset: "No, our heavy firepower point was targeted, and the opponent's attack accuracy is very high. It is suspected that Sam's country agents were mixed in the crowd."

"What?" Luo Zheng was shocked and quickly searched for it. There were people everywhere. In addition, the sky was dark. Where can I tell who was the special forces in Sam Country? His face turned cold and he shouted: "We can't let them succeed. Let the heavy firepower hands constantly change their shooting positions."

Before he could not find the opponent, he could only dodge as much as possible. Luo Zheng angrily aimed the sniper rifle at the fuel tank of a large truck in front. The fuel tank was blocked by steel plates and could not be shot directly, but it was not too far from the tire. Luo Zheng immediately made a plan, quickly aimed at the moving tire, and pulled the trigger.

"Swish--!" The sniper bullet roared with Luo Zheng's anger and hit the tire instantly. The tire was ignited instantly, and the flames were raised, and the tire air was leaked out. The truck became difficult to move. At this time, Luo Zheng shot another tire and shot another tire, which also burned. The truck leaned to the side and almost flipped over.

The burning tires emitted a foul smell, and the fire started to burn, forming a bright light and high temperature. Not long after, a huge explosion sounded, and the fuel tank exploded. The truck rolled up and hit many soldiers around. The people hiding behind the truck were immediately exposed. They were shot violently by the Gayavs, and they fled to the back of the truck behind them and hid in seclusion.

Seeing that the effect was good, Luo Zheng immediately aimed at other large trucks. A dense burst of bullets came over, and the position was exposed. Fortunately, the angle was related to the bullets could only hit the slope in front and could not attack. Luo Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and continued to aim over, and as usual, knocked down another car.

However, there were too many enemies and the attack was very fierce. Gayav's people could not stop it, and there were also urgent calls on both sides. It was not that they could not stop it, but that they had to bear a lot of losses. Gayav and Sarachi were unwilling to see this, and Luo Zheng had no choice. It was not his own troops. If they really lost all of them, these two people would probably turn against each other.

Luo Zheng weighed the pros and cons, if the other party insisted and fought with Xi Yafa, it would be hard to say who would win, but Sarazi and Gayav would not do this. They could not bear this huge loss. In desperation, Luo Zheng knew that it was time to retreat. He immediately said to Sarazi and Gayav who came, "The chances of winning will be 55 points, but the losses will be huge. I know you are unwilling to bear this loss, so we retreat twenty miles and continue to stick to the canyon. How about it?"

Sarazi and Gayav had long since wanted to fight, but because of the difficulty of being in love, he nodded obediently when he heard Luo Zheng say this. Luo Zheng's face turned right and continued, "Retreat is a technical job. You can't retreat in a mess, you must have a plan."

"How to withdraw, tell me." The two of them expressed their opinions.

"Three attack points on the left, center and right. Each point must leave a team behind. This team behind will be very dangerous. You can assign yourself to retreat one by one in three batches. Each batch is five minutes apart. All evacuated will be exposed. Those who retreat must retreat to the canyon as quickly as possible to converge." Luo Zheng said.

The two were silent for a while, knowing that what Luo Zheng said was not false. The team that had no rear ends would be bitten by the enemy, and the losses would be greater. The two of them did not say much, and they picked up the walkie-talkie to arrange it. Luo Zheng did not interfere with the internal problems of the two, and continued to aim at places with crowds and fired with incendiary bombs.

Two minutes later, the two informed Luo Zheng that the arrangement had been made. Luo Zheng looked at the enemy who was getting closer and closer, his face turned cold, and he sighed helplessly. His sharp eyes rose in battle under the moonlight, and he shouted in a low voice: "Then let's retreat, we continue to consume their strength in the movement and drag them down."

"I understand." The two agreed. As long as Luo Zheng did not fight the war of attrition, both of them could accept it. They picked up the intercom and started to issue the order to retreat.

Luo Zheng also heard the headset switch to Chinese Mandarin and said: "Brothers, in order to stabilize the morale of the army, we cannot withdraw in the first batch. Wait until the third batch. Be careful, Snow Leopard, you are injured and unable to walk quickly, and withdraw in the first batch."

"I understand." Everyone agreed.

The retreat was carried out in an orderly manner under the cover of night. The first group quickly left the battlefield and ran away from the back. After waiting for five minutes, the second group also retreated. The number of people was reduced by half and the firepower was weakened by half, but the attacking Xi Yafa army did not immediately notice it.

Luo Zheng saw that the enemy was getting closer and the situation was worrying, and there were corpses everywhere on the ground. He couldn't figure out why Xi Yafa was so determined. Didn't he say he was timid and afraid of death? Was Sarachi and the others wrong? Or was Xi Yafa ready to take all his bets and would not give up until he took down Gewa?

"Retreat, brothers, all the brothers have retreated." Sarachi shouted from the side. Luo Zheng held his position, which moved Sarrachi very much and stayed with him. Gaav also stayed, looking at Luo Zheng with admiration.

"Retreat, let's teach these people a lesson again." Luo Zheng said coldly.

"Yes, let's teach them a lesson again." Sarazi echoed loudly.

Luo Zheng glanced at the enemy who had already attacked the foot of the mountain, sighed helplessly, picked up his weapon, and ran towards the back with great strides. Sarachi and Gaif also followed with the guards and soon disappeared into the night.
Chapter completed!