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Chapter 310: Lonely Army in a Foreign Land


Hearing this, Xu Le didn't say anything, he looked back at the fierce battle situation in the forest, listened carefully to the information fed back from the infantry command system, and then frowned slightly and glanced at the sky, feeling that those small droplets of mist were recondensing.

The lead clouds above the foothills of Pingliang Mountain were still hanging low, and the blue crack in the distance was slowly closing, and through the clear afterglow, he could vaguely see a few small black dots, because the distance was too far away, even with his astonishing keen eyes, he still couldn't see what those black spots were.

But you can guess.

There was a rattle behind the rocks, and the monkey crushed the weeds all the way down, leaning over him and gasping for breath, "Chief, monitor the abnormal fluctuations in the atmosphere, it is possible that the Imperials have sent fighters over." ” Xu Le squinted at the small black dots flying against the clouds in the distant sky, untied the oilcloth wrapped around the rifle with both hands, and at the same time completed the action of loading, and said, "I have seen it, everyone must hurry up and withdraw." ” In order to evacuate before the arrival of the Imperial fighters, it was first necessary to suppress the Imperial troops, but it was difficult to accomplish such a difficult task with their dozen guns alone.

Xu Le didn't say anything, his left foot lightly kicked on the stone, and the whole person turned into an afterimage and rushed obliquely into the mountain forest, he did not run to the place where the fire was most intensive, but deliberately chose to distance himself from the battlefield.

With his terrifying speed, he quietly came to a mountain stream thousands of kilometers away, did not choose any shelter, just stood by the crackling water and white stones, picked up the modified firearm with both hands, aimed at the faint figure in the mountain forest in the distance, and quickly pulled the trigger.

He hadn't fired a single shot in the fight, but when it had to be, he wouldn't hesitate.

As the crisp gunfire rang out, an Imperial Heavy Metal Gun that was shooting furiously in the mountains and forests, suppressing the retreat of Xiong Linquan and the others, suddenly fell silent The mountain stream kept falling, lapping against the rounded stones, and the rifle Xu Le held fired at a clear and steady rhythm, and from time to time the imperial soldiers fell with their thighs clutched, or kept retreating with screams.

Standing at a distance of a kilometer can also cause each bullet to cause extremely effective damage, even the best sniper in the Federal Empire cannot do, and what is especially terrifying is that he can also choose the position of the bullet when it hits the target, avoiding the deadly point as much as possible This method of shooting has long been beyond the imagination of all military materials, even if Xu Le himself was on the battlefield back then, he would never be able to do this, unless he took ACW back then.

Designed and manufactured by Philip and him, this modified firearm, in addition to the relatively light ammunition, the most terrifying features are the firing moment and accuracy.

However, at such a distance, the accurate shooting accuracy of this rifle can be perfectly exerted, and the shooter needs to have unimaginable stability and strength, in addition to Xu Le in this world, only Huai Caoshi and Li Feng should be able to do it.

The sound of the stream lapping against the white stone muffled the sound of the shot, which would have given the Imperial side more time to judge his position, so he stood by the stream, constantly pulling the trigger to cover the retreat of the team.

The dense fog gradually rose, the lead clouds were dense, and the crisp and dry gunshots kept ringing in the distance, taking advantage of the rare and precious opportunity, Xiong Linquan ordered all the team members to assemble quickly, and then evacuate to the southwest of Pingliang Mountain.

"My brother hasn't come back yet, he's here to save you, how can you leave him" Paul stared angrily into Xiong's eyes and shouted in jerky federal language.

At this dangerous moment, Xiong Linquan didn't have time to talk nonsense with him, motioned to the mountain cannon to carry the stretcher with his eyes, stretched out his right hand to grab Paul's belt, carried him and ran quickly to the back of the forest, and said in a deep voice: "You don't know your brother, he is the most powerful warrior, and it is safer when he is alone, and he knows how to find us." ” Gathering in search of reunion, whether on a dangerous battlefield or in a federal city, the seven groups often repeated this process, they had their own secret trace system, so half an hour later, when Xu Le jumped off the cliff like a ghost and returned to the group, few people except Paul were surprised.

The mountain cannon stuffed the bloodstained pocket watch into his arms, walked up to him and said with a forced smile: "Boss, how about the results of the battle, how many sniped this time?"

Xu Le smiled and shook his head, but did not answer.

The mountain cannon was stunned, and then slapped his head heavily, remembering that the leader was an imperial man, and he must have been very heavy when he shot his compatriots at this time, and he really asked a very bad question.

In addition to regrets, the mountain cannon also has some regrets that he can no longer find the feeling he used to have.

Back then, whenever he returned from a battle to shoot a target, the seven groups of new team members always liked to gather around Xu Le and help him count how many bullets he had shot today, so how many enemies would fall.

At that time, it was as simple as that.

The fog blanketed the mountains again, and the lone army walked silently through the difficult Pingliang Mountains, perhaps because of exhaustion, and no one spoke.

In previous battles, especially the heavy artillery attack at the end of the Imperial Vanguard Battalion, two members of the team were killed, as well as the Imperial prisoner.

The comrades in the ranks, who had no one to leave, expressed their condolences or sorrows, not because they did not care about life and death, but because they had seen too much in the war, and they were not indifferent and numb, and they felt numb to life and death.

Xu Le understood how sad this indifference to the life and death of all people was, and he became more and more sure that all people should be born and should not die, at least not for any reason other than time.

Looking back at the foggy mountain col in the distance, his eyes narrowed, and he thought to himself that he really should have let the Imperials leave.

Luo Yue unwillingly penetrated the gray and black clouds, and sprinkled a few pitiful wisps of twilight on Pingliang Mountain, he withdrew his gaze and quickened his pace to keep up with the team.

Climbed through Pingliang Mountain overnight and returned to the southern foothills, and when determining the next direction of the team, the team members were a little hesitant, but collectively agreed that they should leave immediately.

Unable to get close to the 11th Division, this fog is too weird, no one knows when it will suddenly disappear like before, and it is too dangerous to penetrate like this in the southwest theater, this lone army with a large number of Liao Liao cannot withstand more combat attrition.

"Go to Camp No. 1, Lao Gu is still there."

"It's too dangerous on the road."

Xu Le squinted at the steep snow peak in front of him, thinking that he would never be able to contact the spaceship, and said softly, "Let's climb over directly." ” To be continued: