Chapter 425 - 425 425 Attack
Chapter 425 - 425 425 Attack
?Chapter 425: Chapter 425 Attack Chapter 425: Chapter 425 Attack The high ground and the camp below had seen their encounter with the bombardment, and it was only after the deputy team leader called upwards that they learned An Zhiyuan had personally led a team down the mountain. According to the current situation, they must have encountered an attack from the enemy.
While returning fire, they were also immediately dispatching reinforcements.
But now, with conditions unclear and the roads dangerously slick, even if they were rushing over, it would take no less than two hours to locate their exact position—where could they be?
What baffled them the most was how, in the rain, visibility was so poor that targets could hardly be seen, yet why could the enemy fire so accurately?
What had given away An Zhiyuan and his team’s position?
In fact, this was a probing attack by the enemy, exploiting the relaxed defense due to the rainy weather. The bombardment that An Zhiyuan and his team suffered wasn’t specifically aimed at them. The enemy knew that this road was the supply and reinforcement route for the camp below, so the shelling was merely to prevent reinforcements from the camp.
In fact, before their bombardment, they had ambushed a troop’s strength in a distant valley.
If it weren’t for the heavy rain, the transport team led by An Zhiyuan would have encountered this troop of adversaries, but luckily, heaven had sent this rain, and they were stopped halfway.
At this moment, when the individuals from the troop heard the shelling cease, they started quietly advancing up the mountain in the rain.
They, relying on the rain and mist for cover and caring little for their exposure due to the poor visibility, were already spotted by Hu Biao, who silently made his way back. After years with the transport team, he knew the path like the back of his hand—even with his eyes closed, he was familiar with every plant and tree.
By now, Bai Xiao and An Zhiyuan had cleared some of the rocks and Bai Xiao was able to touch a hand—it was Liu Yun’s. Liu Yun weakly informed them that although everyone below was still alive, the air was thinning, and many were showing signs of hypoxia, symptoms of fainting, while the casualty situation remained unclear.
Bai Xiao’s hands, already torn from her clothing, were covered in fresh blood, forcing her to stop and bandage them again.
It was then that Hu Biao came crouching up.
“Commander, there’s something. I observed what looks like a troop’s strength. It seems they aren’t coming directly for us. I saw them hurrying, apparently towards the high ground,” Hu Biao reported.
After thinking it over, An Zhiyuan understood the situation. Clearly, the enemy intended to launch a night raid by ambushing in advance. It would be easy for his comrades on the high ground to mistake the enemy for the transport team returning due to heavy rain, allowing the enemy to approach the high ground and catch them off guard.
If they hadn’t come down the mountain just in time, the enemy’s plan would probably have succeeded with devastating losses for them.
Keep in mind that the high ground had no clue about the impending sneak attack; if they really saw the enemy, they might think they were soldiers forced to return after encountering heavy rain on their descent, and by the time they realized what was actually happening, the enemy would have already made their charge.
At that moment, it wouldn’t just be a matter of a dozen or so casualties—it would be a grievous price paid by countless individuals on the high ground.
Now they had to warn the position above in advance, while also figuring out a way to eliminate these bastards. It was all about who could catch whom by surprise, a matter of who was more capable.
At this time, the lives of the team members in the karst cave could no longer be their concern; compared to the defensive position above, they had to face the reality of abandonment.
By now, Bai Xiao had understood, “You do what you must, I’ll keep on digging here. There’s a large rock over there, I can hide under it. With this weather, if one isn’t looking carefully, I’ll go completely unnoticed.”
She couldn’t leave—she had no skills in combat and was a burden, but by staying put, she could still help these people.
An Zhiyuan nodded, pushed his handgun into Bai Xiao’s hands, and taught her the basics of shooting.
Bai Xiao understood that this gun was the only protection An Zhiyuan could offer her at that moment. Now, An Zhiyuan was not her fiancé but the commander of the high ground.