King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer-Chapter 724 - 672 A Team Strikes Out

It's definitely inaccurate to shoot unseen, but the guys in those houses didn't even need a trace of light, and acted as if they had rehearsed it, making sure the enemy couldn't escape once they entered their pre-set area.

Joe Ga had seen this tactic in Tubruq; the old cooks from the mess hall used to torment the terrorists like this.

They didn't even use scopes, but any terrorist who showed themselves within 200 to 400 meters would be greeted with crossfire.

Honestly, due to the limitations of weapon accuracy, their shots were not precise, but the effects were surprisingly good.

In these urban firefights where the distance between the two sides is just tens of meters, this tactic is too cruel!

When Sanderson came out dejected, Joe Ga, clenching his teeth, looked at Dorian beside him and said, "If I line up further back, would that seem a bit cowardly?"

Dorian had added another layer called Interceptor on top of his rebound vest; he connected the front and back groin guards of the Interceptor with small straps and then looked at Joe Ga with a grin, saying, "Boss, actually, getting shot doesn't hurt at all.

Really! I've been shot before! And it was Dragon Gecko who did it personally..."

Joe Ga looked coldly at Dorian, who wanted to volunteer his boss, and said with a sneer, "Do you know what happens to the workers if the boss gets shot?"

Dorian shivered for a moment, then resolutely said, "Rest assured, boss, when the time comes, stand behind me..."

Joe Ga showed Dorian the middle finger, regretting that he had made the exercise ammunition so powerful.

Now Team A, along with 'Medic Officer Bird', had only eight people left; if Antar stayed outside, they would be down to seven, storming in like Sanderson would likely lead to more dead than alive.

After some thought, Joe Ga made a pause gesture and then pressed the communicator, saying, "Rest for half an hour, resupply with ammunition..."

As he spoke, Joe Ga glared at 'Bullhorn', who wanted to shush him. He made a money gesture, silencing the guy and then quietly called 'Crow' from Jazz Squad...

"Are you guys ready? I need six people..."

When 'Jazz Squad' arrived, Sanderson couldn't help but let out a hiss...

"Boss, don't do that, give it a try, it's really fun..."

Joe Ga flipped the bird at Sanderson and swore with a smile, "This is called making reasonable use of the rules, 'Bullhorn' knows to find people, if you're unwilling, that's your own fault."

Sanderson, who knew that the first few teams to enter were destined to be cannon fodder, shrugged nonchalantly and said, "Boss, at least we proved that we are Tough Guys; we didn't start crying like 'Bullhorn', ha ha..."

'Bullhorn', who was unfairly criticized, covered his red nose and protested gruffly, "Bullshit, did I cry? Damn it, I got shot in the nose...

FUCK, my mask was cracked open. The bastard who invented this type of bullet should be thrown in jail."

Upon hearing this, Joe Ga rubbed his own nose and silently swapped it for a new mask, then pulled 'Crow' aside to start briefing him about the warehouse situation.

'Crow' was almost incredulous after hearing it...

He didn't understand why P·B turned the exercise into a battle of wits and tactical assault, but this old-timer was used to fighting tough battles; he reviewed the previous two fights a few times, then pointed at the northeastern corner of the village and said, "This is the quietest part; I bet those SEALs are hiding in this area.

The crossfire setup in the village is very meticulous, but it's all aimed at the streets; the enemy doesn't have enough night vision devices, and we have the advantage as soon as we get indoors."

As 'Crow' spoke, he looked at Joe Ga and said, "We must take a gamble on the SEALs' position; if we take them out, we win, right?"

Joe Ga thought about the hostages that should theoretically exist and considered 'Crow's' identity before nodding decisively, "Knocking out the SEALs at least means we won't lose..."

'Crow' nodded and said, "We'll need someone in the southeast corner to draw attention and intercept any possible reinforcements..."

Joe Ga was stunned for a moment and said, "You mean you guys will attack the southeast corner, and we'll be in charge of drawing attention?"

'Crow' nodded slightly and said, "Of course, striking at the core area is always the most dangerous. You're the boss, and you're a good shot. Naturally, you'll handle the periphery."

'Crow' spoke evenly, but the strange timbre of his voice always made Joe Ga think of the sound of metal friction, inherently laden with an extreme killing intent.

This guy was a classic Russian style, identifying the critical points where he could throw himself into at any moment.

This strong style impressed Joe Ga, but he felt it was quite thrilling too.

Karman, for some reason, seemed particularly fond of 'Crow'.

The old-timer shook his head and said, "We have too few men; we must take out the enemy's snipers first.

No matter how they arranged it, we had to knock out the ambush points around the opposing sniper first, then flank to the southeast corner.

"Two of you go with our 'Medic Officer Bird' to cover the sniper, the rest of you come with us inside,"

As he spoke, old Karman looked at 'Crow' and said seriously, "As long as our sniper can get on the wall, he can hold them off for a while.

As long as we strike fast enough, they won't have time for backup."

Joe Ga picked up his HK416, checked the marked bullets in the magazine, and then said with a smile, "Yes, as long as we're fast enough, they won't have time for backup.

If we get surrounded, we're definitely going to lose, but it doesn't matter, as long as we can beat down the SEALs!

Those bastards inside treat this exercise like a real war; we're not using planes or artillery, so taking down the SEALs means we win!"

'Crow' glanced at Ayu, who always carried the Scorpion Backpack during exercises, then nodded slightly and said, "Their night vision gear isn't enough, so the sniper spot is a point they must contend for.

They need to ensure at least one of their own is on a high point, or their crossfire setup will be compromised.

We'll send out two people; you guys send out two as well. Best to get this machine gunner up on the wall; her firepower can help the sniper hold on for a few more minutes."

Joe Ga liked 'Crow's decisive nature, a complete combat style; once the target was set, the rest was just action. The only difference was whether it was 'direct assault' or 'creating conditions for assault'.

No complex tactics or detailed arrangements, but relying on war intuition honed by experience while trusting in the abilities of their comrades-in-arms.

The battle plan was swiftly concluded. Joe Ga looked at Nis and Kitten and said with a smile, "Layer up. At the very least, we can't be worse off than Sanderson and his guys..."

Nis wasn't quite accustomed to such close-range sniper combat. She chose Joe Ga's spare weapon, the HK417, while Kitten always used the 'divine tool' SVD from boss Joe.

Hearing their boss's advice, the two girls tacitly ignored Joe's well-meaning but unnecessary words and walked with their weapons to the warehouse door...

Looking at the time displayed on the timer above the door, Nis said to Kitten, "Take out the sniper, and don't rush in. They don't have many night vision devices, so they'll definitely send someone to grab them.

Your gun has a longer range; King Kong will work with you; 'Medic Officer Bird' will work with me.

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The longer we hold out, the higher the success rate for the boss and the others..."

No sooner had Nis's words fallen than the green light above them lit up...

The two quickly disappeared into the dark warehouse, and under Antar's guidance, they swiftly located the enemy sniper's position.

Nis planned to be proactive, leveraging the enemy's emphasis on night vision gear and arranging the battlefield to delay a portion of the opposition as much as possible.

Joe Ga didn't need to know Nis's plan; their goal was to enter the northeast corner with a forceful presence while the enemy was distracted.

Once Joe Ga and his team entered, both teams stopped by the side of the main gate to avoid the sniper's line of sight using the building's cover.

Then Karman signaled everyone to stay put, followed by the oldtimer sneaking into the village like a Ghost.

A few minutes later, two muffled gunshots sounded; two snipers occupying high vantage points groaned in pain and fell at their respective posts.

One cheeky fellow even wiggled his night vision gear, signaling those below to come and take over quickly...

The moment the snipers fell, Joe Ga and 'Crow' began leading their teams swiftly toward the northeast corner along the edge.

During the advance, the edge of the village erupted with the blasts of several grenades and a barrage of curses.

This was Karman using trip flares to block the first wave of assault for Nis and Kitten; the rest was up to them.

Joe Ga and Dorian took advantage of the enemies' loss of vision to rapidly approach the northeast corner alongside the periphery in the dark.

By the time they got there, Karman was already waiting for them.

'Crow' watched Karman for a few seconds, then gestured towards two buildings not far away...

Karman nodded at Joe Ga, unfolded the stock of his AK74U, and then took the lead to the spearhead position...

"There are two night vision devices inside; I stirred them as I passed by.

Don't hesitate once we go in; be faster than them to survive longer..."

......

I haven't been in good shape these past two days, reorganizing the outline.

Many plot lines regarding Iraq need to be concluded.

In fact, I've deleted a lot of content because I realized it wasn't very engaging after writing a bit, and if I wrote too much without coherence, it would seem like filler content.

So recent chapters have seemed a bit fragmented.

I've laid a lot of subplots and need to find a rational point to set them off.

But many won't believe when I say that I can't even recognize many of the words in the outline I handwrote a few months ago.

I have no choice but to go back and reread what I've written to confirm I haven't made a mistake.

Writing in this genre is really tough, mainly because sometimes my brain just isn't up to it. I need to detail the standing and attitudes of all parties; otherwise, the fighting seems brainless.

Definitely not going to hit ten thousand words today!

Please forgive me!

Thank you!

Grateful!