Strongest Soldier King

The battle was extremely fierce, with the sounds of bullets and explosions everywhere. In the darkness of the night, it was terrifying to the extreme. Perhaps the moon and stars were unwilling to witness such a brutal scene and hid behind the clouds. The wind had also stopped, and the smell of gunpowder lingered over the entrances, refusing to disperse. Every minute, someone was dying. The ruthlessness of the battle was fully exposed at this moment, with bodies and blood everywhere.

Luo Zheng watched this scene calmly, feeling anxious inside. What was Siya Fa attacking so recklessly for? Didn't he consider the consequences of losing his troops? Thinking of this, Luo Zheng quickly changed his M99 sniper rifle, loaded an incendiary bomb, and shot where there were the most people, his determined face full of sternness.

There is no sympathy on the battlefield, no mercy. It's either you die or I perish. There were too many attacking enemies; no need to aim, each shot could hit someone. The splattered flammable agent exploded everywhere, setting more people on fire. The deterrence of incendiary bombs was even stronger than grenades. The screams of those caught on fire echoed, but Siya Fa's men seemed not to see it and kept attacking.

Facing Siya Fa's attack, Gai Wafu's elite troops were struggling. Fortunately, reinforcements attacking the convoy arrived, and their concentrated firepower suppressed Siya Fa's attack once again. Luo Zheng continued to snipe the enemies. At this moment, Lan Xue's voice came through the earpiece: "Not good, our heavy fire points are being specifically targeted. The enemy's attack accuracy is very high, suspecting Sam Country's special agents are mixed in the crowd."

"What?" Luo Zheng was shocked and quickly started searching. There were people everywhere, and with the dim light, how could he tell who were Sam Country's Special Forces? His face turned cold as he shouted, "We can't let them succeed. Have the heavy fire troops constantly change shooting positions."

Before finding the opponent, the only option was to dodge as much as possible. Angry, Luo Zheng aimed his sniper rifle at the oil tank of a truck ahead. The oil tank was shielded by steel plates and couldn't be hit directly, but it wasn't far from the tire. Luo Zheng immediately had an idea, quickly aimed at the moving tire, and pulled the trigger.

"Whiz—!" The sniper bullet roared with Luo Zheng's fury and instantly hit the tire. The tire caught fire instantly, flames rose, and the air in the tire leaked out. The truck became difficult to maneuver. At this moment, Luo Zheng fired again, hitting another tire, also igniting it. The truck tilted to one side, nearly overturning.

The burning tire emitted a foul odor, and the fire blazed fiercely, forming light and high temperatures. Not long after, a loud explosion resounded — the oil tank had exploded. The truck rolled, crashing into many soldiers around. The people hiding behind the truck were suddenly exposed, subjected to fierce gunfire from Gai Wafu's men, forcing them to retreat behind another truck for cover.

Luo Zheng, seeing favorable results, immediately aimed at other trucks. A burst of dense gunfire came, revealing his position. Fortunately, due to the angle, the bullets only hit the slope in front and couldn't attack up. Luo Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, continued aiming, repeated the tactic, and overturned another vehicle.

However, there were too many enemies, and the attack was very fierce. Gai Wafu's men were struggling, and urgent cries came from both flanks. It wasn't that they couldn't hold anymore but that holding required enduring significant losses, something neither Gai Wafu nor Sarazi wanted to see. Luo Zheng was also helpless; after all, it wasn't his troops. If they really lost everything here, these two might turn against him.

Luo Zheng weighed the situation. If the opponents insisted on holding the line, engaging in a deadlock with Siya Fa, it would be difficult to predict the outcome. But Sarazi and Gai Wafu wouldn't act recklessly; they couldn't afford such huge losses. Reluctantly, Luo Zheng knew it was time to retreat. Immediately, he said to Sarazi and the arriving Gai Wafu, "If we keep fighting, the odds are fifty-fifty, but the loss will be significant. I know you don't want to bear such a loss, so let's retreat twenty miles, rely on the canyon, and continue to hold. How about it?"

Sarazi and Gai Wafu had long wanted to stop fighting, but were too embarrassed to speak up. When they heard Luo Zheng say this, they nodded and agreed immediately. Luo Zheng straightened his face and continued, "Retreating is a technical job, we cannot retreat chaotically, it must be planned."

"How should we retreat? You tell us." Both of them expressed.

"Three attack points on the left, center, and right. Each point must leave a team to cover the rear. This rear guard team will be very dangerous; you appoint them yourselves. The others retreat in three batches, five minutes apart. A simultaneous retreat will expose us. Those retreating must retreat to the canyon as quickly as possible to regroup." Luo Zheng said.

The two were silent for a moment, knowing that what Luo Zheng said was true. Without a rear guard team, if the enemy caught up, they would be pursued relentlessly, causing greater losses. The two said no more, took their walkie-talkies, and started arranging the retreat. Luo Zheng didn't interfere with their internal issues, continued aiming at crowded places, using incendiary bombs to fire.

Two minutes later, the two notified Luo Zheng that arrangements were complete. Watching the approaching enemies, Luo Zheng's face turned cold. He sighed helplessly, his sharp eyes igniting a fighting spirit under the moonlight, and he whispered, "Then let's retreat, we'll weaken them while moving, wearing them down."

"Understood." The two responded, as long as Luo Zheng wasn't planning a battle of attrition, they could accept it. They picked up their walkie-talkies and started issuing retreat orders.

Luo Zheng switched to Huaxia language over the earpiece and said, "Brothers, to stabilize morale, we can't be in the first batch to retreat, let's go in the third batch. Everyone be careful, Snow Leopard, you're injured and slow, go with the first batch."

"Understood." Everyone responded.

The retreat proceeded orderly under the cover of night. The first batch quickly left the battlefield, ran crazily to the rear, and five minutes later, the second batch retreated as well. The numbers halved instantly, as did the firepower, but the attacking Siya Fa troops didn't immediately notice.

Luo Zheng, seeing the enemy getting closer and the situation dire, couldn't understand why Siya Fa was so determined. Wasn't he supposed to be cowardly and afraid of death? Could Sarazi and the others be wrong? Or perhaps Siya Fa was making a last-ditch effort, unwilling to stop unless he took down Gai Wafu?

"Retreat, brothers have retreated." Sarazi shouted beside him. Luo Zheng, holding the position, deeply moved Sarazi, who also stayed with him, and Gai Wafu, watching Luo Zheng with admiration, stayed as well.

"Retreat, let's teach them a lesson later." Luo Zheng said coldly.

"Yes, let's teach them later." Sarazi echoed loudly.

Luo Zheng glanced at the enemies who had already reached the foot of the mountain, sighed helplessly, picked up his weapon, and strode towards the rear. Sarazi and Gai Wafu also led their guards to follow, quickly disappearing into the night.