OBS Chapter 410 A great shame and humiliation!
Chapter 410 A great shame and humiliation!
The prisoner panicked, "What do you want? I...we really just happened to be there!"
Zhong Yuemin didn't waste any words and interrupted.
"Brother, we're all seasoned foxes, so don't play these ghost stories with me. What orders did you get from above? Did you tell them to do whatever it takes to drive us, especially me, Zhong Yuemin, into the heart of that sandstorm, so you can work together to wipe us out?"
The prisoner's pupils contracted sharply. Although he tried his best to hide it, the shock and panic in that instant did not escape Zhong Yuemin's eyes.
Zhong Yuemin immediately understood seven or eight parts of it.
"Ocean, put the dagger away."
"That wasn't mentioned yet."
"No need to ask anymore, it's pretty clear."
Zhang Haiyang then put away the dagger, dusted off his hands, and
"Yuemin, what do you know?"
"Still not clear?" Zhong Yuemin glanced at the man.
"First, we are indeed being targeted, and it's a targeting at the command level; second, their goal is very clear: to force us into this sandstorm area and then encircle and annihilate us."
Da Longdao:
"Just because we cheated them out of their food and water? They went to all this trouble to mess with us? I get the feeling this is some kind of personal vendetta?"
"Never mind all that. Since the higher-ups have made their move, let's just go with it."
Zhong Yuemin's tone was flat, without a trace of anger.
"Haiyang, did you see their communication equipment? Go and notify the other raiding teams to come over. Tell them they've spotted our team and need to come quickly to help capture them."
We'll just do the same thing. Since they're going to arrest us, we have to be prepared to be arrested ourselves.
Upon hearing the plan, Zhang Haiyang's eyes lit up, and he rubbed his hands together excitedly.
"Brilliant, Yuemin, that's fucking brilliant! Let them taste what it's like to be stabbed in the back by their own people. I'm off right now!"
He crouched low, quickly ran to the enemy communications soldier who was bound like a dumpling, and deftly took the military walkie-talkie, whose indicator light was still flashing faintly, from his body.
He then cleared his throat, pressed the call button, and called out in a deliberately low, urgent tone, tinged with the excitement of "discovering a major target."
"Calling all units, calling all units, this is Hound Three. Target tracks have been detected on the northeastern edge of area B7."
Repeat: Target detected. The target is attempting to escape deeper into the sandstorm. Requesting immediate support and encirclement. Over!
The enemy's radio station numbers and code names were all obtained through interrogation and forced confessions.
After speaking, he released the button. There was a few seconds of silence on the walkie-talkie, followed by a response mixed with static.
"Hound No. 3 received. Location confirmed. Northeast of B7. All units, move towards the northeast of B7 area. Repeat: Target is northeast of B7. Operation..."
Zhang Haiyang suppressed a laugh, tossed the walkie-talkie back to the communications soldier who was glaring angrily but unable to speak, and gave Zhong Yuemin a "done" gesture.
Zhong Yuemin grinned, revealing his white teeth, which looked somewhat ferocious in the sandstorm.
He waved to the crowd:
"Quick, based on what we just saw on the sand table, they're coming from three directions to surround us. Let's set up a 'surprise' on their inevitable path."
"Give me all the tripwires and training explosives (non-lethal) we captured. Let's learn from them and launch an ambush!"
The five-man squad immediately sprang into action. Relying on their memory of observing the enemy squad's equipment and the terrain, and taking advantage of the storm's cover, they swiftly set up makeshift traps and tripwires at several key sand dune passes and rocky tunnels where enemy support squads were most likely to pass.
He was somewhat shocked by the training smoke canisters and flashbang grenades he had captured. These things were basically not found in regular troops. After all, they were special forces, and they had quite a lot of high-end weapons. They were quite extravagant, cleverly connected to tripwires and hidden under quicksand or gravel.
After doing all this, Zhong Yuemin led the group to a sheltered spot on a high ground overlooking the "slaughterhouse," where they lay in ambush once more.
Before long, hurried and chaotic footsteps could be heard coming from the sandstorm.
The other two raiding squads, having received "false intelligence," were rushing from different directions toward the "northeast side of B7" reported by Zhang Haiyang, determined to block and capture them, completely unaware that they were heading into a trap.
"boom!"
"laugh--"
"Bang!"
With a few muffled triggering sounds and a sudden burst of colored smoke,
He's been shot!
Amidst the soldiers' sudden exclamations and curses, the two squads stepped into the "welcome ceremony" meticulously prepared by Zhong Yuemin and his team.
In an instant, the narrow passage was filled with smoke and people were in disarray. Although there were no real casualties, under the exercise rules, this almost meant that they had lost their effective combat capability.
Zhong Yuemin observed the chaos below through the captured binoculars from the high ground, his cold smile growing ever more pronounced.
"This is called treating someone in their own way."
Zhang Haiyang was the happiest.
"Damn it, trying to play dirty tricks? I'll play along to the end!"
"withdraw!"
Zhong Yuemin waved his hand, no longer dwelling on the victory.
"Let them clean up their own mess here. Let's head straight to the target command post and comfortably wait for the selection to finish."
Like ink dropped into a sea of sand, the five-man squad vanished silently once again into the vast Gobi Desert, leaving behind only a scene of devastation and the "enemy troops" who were still trapped, furious but helpless.
Two hours later, in the command post, the female officer, who had previously remained relatively calm and seemed to have everything under control, had lost all composure and was now extremely angry.
Her beautiful eyes were practically spitting fire; her once fair cheeks were flushed crimson with anger, even her long neck was tinged with red; and her proud curves heaved violently with her rapid breathing.
"Useless, all useless. Three squads, twenty or thirty people, equipped with all kinds of advanced weapons, and well-prepared for coordinated operations. Yet, they failed to capture this makeshift squad of only five people, armed only with daggers and shovels. Instead, they were eaten, their hands and feet tied, and their mouths stuffed with rags. A disgrace, a truly disgrace."
The staff officer on the side persuaded him,
"Commander, we should actually be happy. Doesn't this prove that Zhong Yuemin and his team are excellent? They entered the Storm Corner area without panicking, but instead remained calm and collected, and even managed to counter-annihilate several of our squads. I think he is the most suitable candidate to carry out the mission in the Kunlun Forbidden Land. Don't you think so?"
That's the logic, but the female officer felt uneasy because these bound prisoners were all people she had personally trained. Their failure was a slap in the face to her.