Chapter 263: Confrontation Begins
The soldiers opposite were first attracted by Chang Ning’s shout, and then saw the black object thrown towards them in mid-air.
“Watch out, hand grenade!”
Hearing the comrades’ reminders, some soldiers who hadn’t seen the dark round lump flying in the sky had already found cover and lay on the ground.
“Boom~”
A loud noise, the hand grenade explosion sent soil and grass clippings splashing in all directions.
Chang Ning, after throwing the hand grenade, wouldn’t stop there; the hand grenade was just an appetizer.
Don’t forget, even if Chang Ning’s body was utterly exhausted, he still had extremely powerful lethality.
The “Shooting Mastery” state would not lose effect as long as Chang Ning had the energy to aim and pull the trigger.
In short, Chang Ning possessed astonishing lethality until he lost consciousness.
Of course, the premise was that ammunition had to be absolutely sufficient; otherwise, running out of bullets midway, even if he had cheats, there was no way, after all, even the cleverest housewife can’t cook a meal without rice.
Chang Ning took the lead in attacking Black Tiger’s pursuers, firing a series of rhythmic bursts from his own service pistol, the Type 95 assault rifle.
Since he had decided to counterattack, he couldn’t have any reservations; he had to seize the moment to establish an overwhelming advantage.
Even if this advantage couldn’t be maintained for long, he still had to strive for it.
Now, eliminating any Black Tiger soldier was a gain for Chang Ning, though all came at a cost.
Facing Black Tiger’s counterattack, his elimination was only a matter of time, given their numerical advantage.
This time he had thoroughly offended Black Tiger; once he was eliminated, a beating was inevitable.
“Damn, what’s the deal with that guy opposite? Too fierce!”
A Black Tiger soldier continuously fired towards Chang Ning’s position, seeing comrades around him starting to get hit, and said in surprise.
He wasn’t inexperienced with fierce fighters; he had been through various special forces competitions, but this was the first time he saw someone causing such casualties while surrounded, truly shocked.
“Probably someone important.”
A comrade lying nearby heard him and chimed in.
Chang Ning had hand grenades, so Black Tiger definitely did too; there was no reason he could use them and others couldn’t.
Seeing the prolonged assault yielding no results and casualties on their side, several Black Tiger soldiers pulled out hand grenades and threw them towards Chang Ning.
If he got hit by that, it would be over.
Although Chang Ning knew he would definitely be eliminated by Black Tiger in the end, he didn’t want to meet his comrades at the Operations Department too early.
Besides, delaying the beating was better.
In summary, he had to struggle a bit and take a few more down with him.
If he could make the already heavily damaged Black Tiger Special Forces (referring to Chang Ning’s successful decapitation strike on Lei Keming) suffer even more, after the exercise ended, Gao Zhong Dui probably wouldn’t have the face to confine him.
That’s right, Chang Ning thought the punishment for not listening to Gao Zhong Dui and returning to the Red Army Position was just confinement, somewhat underestimating the severity.
Seeing three hand grenades flying towards him in the sky, Chang Ning quickly raised his gun muzzle and shot at one of them.
Then, without looking whether the target was destroyed by the bullet, he crouched and jumped into the dirt pit on the left.
With his reaction speed, that was the best he could do.
Of the three hand grenades, Chang Ning shot down one, another hit a tree trunk and bounced off somewhere unknown, leaving only the last one to land successfully and explode, but unfortunately Chang Ning had run ahead and it caused him no harm at all.
Chang Ning, hiding in the pit, only raised his head after the hand grenade exploded, his line of sight level with the pit edge.
He observed whether Black Tiger had closed the distance during his evasion; distance creates beauty, sometimes leaving some personal space for both sides.
“Hey, kid! You’re too close!”
As soon as he raised his head, Chang Ning saw Black Tiger soldiers alternately covering as they pressed towards him.
That tactical formation, Chang Ning would stake his service pistol on it being their signature skill.
That said, anyone with a bit of military knowledge could see it; wasn’t the three-three system their bottom-line skill? Did it need Chang Ning’s guarantee?
If he let Black Tiger get close, would he fare well?
They would surely suppress him with fierce firepower, keeping his head down.
To capture Chang Ning, the culprit who made their teeth itch with hate, how could Black Tiger miss this rare ceasefire gap?
Every bit the distance closed increased the chance of Chang Ning being captured alive.
That’s right, Black Tiger didn’t plan to “kill” Chang Ning on the spot; for this culprit who made them suffer, they definitely wanted to give him a proper welcome.
Striving to make him feel right at home and experience Black Tiger’s enthusiasm!
He couldn’t let them get closer; Chang Ning switched to Ostrich’s favorite sniper rifle and repeatedly pulled the trigger, the semi-automatic sniper rifle unleashing strong firepower.
“Bang bang bang…”
From the firing rate, Chang Ning had pushed this rifle to its limit; luckily Ostrich wasn’t there, or he’d be heartbroken and yelling.
The effect of the shooting was obvious; at less than 150 meters, with Chang Ning’s marksmanship excluding environmental interference, the hit rate was over 80%.
In other words, this time he harvested another five or six “lives” from the enemy, effectively disrupting Black Tiger’s offensive rhythm.
Both sides exchanged fire back and forth, but the firepower wasn’t intense.
The blue smoke from the few soldiers Chang Ning eliminated earlier obstructed both sides’ vision, but not severely.
Thus, the offensive halted by Chang Ning resumed.
This forced Chang Ning to perk up and watch the enemy’s movements carefully, not missing any sign.
It wasn’t that Chang Ning didn’t want to slip away using the mutual vision obstruction; the situation simply didn’t allow him to expose his back to Black Tiger.
Opposite were professionally trained special forces soldiers with higher military quality than regular field troops, so their marksmanship naturally wasn’t poor.
In this situation, how could Chang Ning dare turn his back to them?
He had wandered the forest for days without adequate rest, and the jungle terrain was complex, so he couldn’t run fast and could only fight Black Tiger head-on.
After a gunshot, another comrade was eliminated.
“Damn, what’s going on opposite?! Hitting in this poor field of vision?”
Even the pursuing captain couldn’t believe the scene; the smoke heavily affected both sides.
As long as body movements weren’t too large, they could only vaguely see each other’s silhouettes.
“Fine, I admit you’re strong!”
The captain’s mentality was a bit unbalanced by this.
Originally, everyone faced similar situations: you can’t see me, I can’t see you, wait for the fog to clear a bit and continue fighting.
But the opponent seemed unaffected, causing casualties through the fog—who could endure that?
“Throw hand grenades, throw all the hand grenades over this time.
I don’t believe we still can’t hit him.”
After fighting so long without affecting Chang Ning at all, while their side kept taking losses, the captain started to panic.
