Mercenary’s War

Chapter 2365 - 2341: Truly Unlucky

Gao Yang realized he had regressed, his ability to tolerate idiots had truly deteriorated.

Waging war with the best in the world is truly a light and joyful affair. Many things don’t even need to be said; everyone knows what to do. No matter what opponent they encounter, there might be tough battles due to a difference in strength, but you just fight for your life and don’t have to worry about anything else.

Even when fighting side by side with people outside of Satan, like Black Demon, Angel, and Aurora, Gao Yang felt he could always learn something. In short, everyone is very skilled, very, very skilled. Just fight, that’s it.

But when fighting with teammates like the Dagger Assault Team, Gao Yang was so anxious he wanted to bang his head against the wall.

How should I say it, it’s just that feeling of genuinely not being able to carry them, long-time gamers should deeply understand that feeling.

It’s like if Jordan were reincarnated, playing a game with a group of elementary school students who can’t even dribble and the weakest team in the NBA, that’s the feeling.

Gao Yang took a deep breath, he wanted to send the Satan Assault Group in, but at that moment, Peter rushed forward with his men.

Actually, the people in the Dagger Assault Team aren’t afraid of dying, they just don’t know how to fight.

Fighting is also a technique; saying it’s an art isn’t an exaggeration. It’s not just picking up a gun and shooting; that’s only shooting. The skill of making the bullet you fire possibly hit the enemy is the skill called combat, the fundamental skill of a soldier.

The people in the Dagger Assault Team just don’t know how to fight. What they know is to fire at a position, at most mastering a little bit of how to protect themselves while shooting, that’s it. They’re still a bit far from becoming truly skilled, like a child who only knows how to throw the basketball against the hoop and can’t do anything else, and besides, they can’t even get the ball in.

But when Peter jumped out and yelled for people to rush with him, many people really followed him without hesitation, so it’s necessary to clarify that the people in the Dagger Assault Team just don’t know how to fight, they’re not afraid to die.

Peter wasn’t at the very front.

Rushing in the front easily gets you killed, everyone knows that. Peter knows why he’s in Yemen, and he wouldn’t risk his life filling the frontline. But if you’re leading people to charge, you can’t be too far back. Too far back, and there’s no motivating effect.

Four people were ahead of Peter, about thirty were behind him, and they suddenly charged towards the building door.

At that moment, someone in the building started shooting again.

The enemies all changed their shooting positions, this time not everyone exposed themselves to shoot together. Instead, one person would pop out of one window to fire a burst and immediately disappear, then another person would appear in another window to fire a burst, back and forth, never giving Gao Yang’s group a chance for continuous shooting.

The enemy was like the moles in a whack-a-mole game, but their shooting accuracy was astonishingly high.

Gao Yang kept moving his gun muzzle, but every time he couldn’t lock onto the enemy in time before they disappeared behind the window, which left him with no chance to fire.

This battle is indeed harder than anticipated, are these still the Shah People?

Gao Yang couldn’t help but feel the same sentiment as Cui Bo. He put down his gun and observed the situation, then noticed another person popping out to fire a burst at that instant.

The enemy was shooting tracer bullets; Gao Yang could see clearly. Peter’s body trembled and stopped advancing while charging.

Because Peter got shot in the chest!

A tracer bullet accurately hit Peter’s chest, then another bullet struck his right leg. A burst of bullets was fired from inside the window; judging by the tracer bullets and the spread of bullets, it was a machine gun firing. And then, not earlier, not later, not left, not right, it just hit Peter.

His body shook, his leg buckled, and Peter immediately fell. The people in front of him and behind him were charging forward with their heads down, yet nothing happened to them, as if the bullets were specifically targeting Peter.

Gao Yang’s jaw dropped immediately, he choked on his saliva, and then he, dazed, shouted, "Peter’s been shot! Peter’s been shot! Fat Cat! Fat Cat!"

Peter was shot.

Machine gun bullet!

At the critical moment, Gao Yang didn’t call for Iron Man, he couldn’t even think of Peter’s new nickname.

Someone appeared at the windows again, this time with people appearing and shooting from two windows simultaneously. After two short bursts, a person from the Dagger Assault Team fell, and then the charge led by Peter immediately collapsed. Everyone either retreated or lay down on the ground.

What made Gao Yang stare was that none of the ones who ran back had dragged the injured back with them.

Gao Yang shook his head, then immediately shouted, "All firepower, suppress! Suppress!"

Gao Yang immediately raised his gun; even without a target, he fired. Now was the time to pour all the bullets towards the enemy to allow the medics to drag Peter back.

No matter if he’s dead or not, they had to get him back first.

Besides, to Gao Yang, Albert’s safety was more important than the entire Dagger Assault Team. Even if this battle couldn’t go on, Albert couldn’t be allowed to get shot as well. So suppressive fire was a must.

Albert darted out, followed closely by Taylor and Li Jinfang.

Someone attempted to counterattack from the window, but in the overwhelming suppressive fire where everyone was shooting, the reckless enemy was shot dead before they could fire.

Albert wasn’t holding a gun. He ran fast to where Peter was, then pulled Peter’s arm to drag him back. Li Jinfang and Taylor followed beside him, shooting while running back with Albert. Their role was not only to cover Albert; more importantly, if Albert got shot, they could pull him back immediately.

The suppressive fire was effective. Albert wasn’t hit. He dragged Peter back, ran past Gao Yang’s position, and upon having the cover of the building, Albert dropped Peter’s hand and knelt down to check on Peter.

The intensity of fire immediately weakened; Gao Yang didn’t lower his gun or look at Peter. He had to continue playing his role as a marksman and commander, didn’t have the time to check on a wounded man.

Or rather, a body.

Gao Yang knew what kind of bulletproof vest Peter was wearing.

Level IV bulletproof vest with insert plates, capable of stopping 5.56mm and 7.62mm intermediate rounds, but for 7.62mm NATO and full-power rounds, at this close range, it depends on luck. As for 12.7mm machine gun bullets, there’s no need to see, he’s doomed.

Not looking doesn’t mean not caring. The fact that Peter didn’t show any response after being shot made Gao Yang unable to help but assume the worst. So now, Gao Yang’s emotions were extremely complex. Someone getting shot as soon as the battle started made him very angry, very frightened, and very worried.

While worrying about Peter, Gao Yang suddenly thought Peter was really unlucky. The bullet didn’t hit anyone else but him. Could it really be that the nickname Iron Man was cursed?