Warlords: Rising from the Northwest Border and Sweeping Across the Powers

Chapter 1078 Change of plan

"boom!"

Skling's bullet only hit the steel plate of the armored vehicle, sparks flew everywhere. Just before he pulled the trigger, Asanogawa suddenly retreated back behind the armored vehicle as if he was stung by something.

"Damn it!" Skrin gritted his teeth. As the ace sniper of the God's Punishment Force, he had never missed a target.

"Report to the commander," Sklin said in a low voice into the radio, "The target is behaving abnormally. Just when I was about to shoot, he seemed to sense the danger and suddenly hid back."

Elantra's calm voice came over the radio: "Please explain in detail."

"Asanogawa was commanding his troops, and suddenly..." Sklin recalled the scene just now, "His movements were very strange, not like he saw something, but... like an instinctive reaction."

"Sure enough." There was a hint of solemnity in Elante's voice. "Intelligence shows that Asanogawa does have this special ability to sense danger. This is one of the reasons why he can stand out among the many agents in Puyu."

Sklin continued to observe the battlefield: "The target is now completely hidden behind the armored vehicle, and..." He paused, "Looking at his appearance, he will not show up again in a short time."

Through the scope, Sklin could see Asanogawa looking around vigilantly, his eyes sharp as an eagle. His beast-like instinct made him an extremely difficult target.

"I understand," Elantra said solemnly, "Prepare for Plan B. Since a frontal sniper attack doesn't work, then..."

At this moment, a burst of rapid gunfire suddenly came from a distance, interrupting Elantra's words. The situation on the battlefield seemed to have changed again.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A series of deafening explosions came from the end of the street. Before the soldiers of the Sanhe Regiment could react, they saw a well-equipped team rushing towards them like a torrent.

"It's the Chamber of Commerce Guard!" someone exclaimed.

Fujita Masao stood at the front of the team, holding a Type 99 submachine gun. The Chamber of Commerce guards behind him were all veterans who had experienced hundreds of battles, some retired from the Army, and some from the Marine Corps. At this moment, these 1,500 well-trained elites were launching the most fierce offensive.

"Fight!" Fujita Masao roared, "If Pu Yu doesn't give us a chance to live, then we'll fight them!"

"Da da da!"

Intense machine gun fire instantly enveloped the Sanhe Regiment's position. These veterans worked well together and set up fire points very professionally. The Type 92 heavy machine guns were responsible for suppression, the Type 38 riflemen were waiting for opportunities to fire, and the submachine gunners were looking for a breakthrough.

"what!"

"Cover! Cover quickly!"

"Medic! Medic needed here!"

Screams were heard one after another from the Sanhe Regiment's position. These young soldiers had never seen such a battle before, and they suffered heavy casualties in a short period of time.

"Sir!" an officer hurriedly reported to Asanogawa, "The Chamber of Commerce's escort team has at least 1,500 people, all retired veterans, and their firepower is too strong!"

Asanogawa hid behind the armored vehicle, his face gloomy. The combat effectiveness of these Chamber of Commerce guards far exceeded expectations, and in just a few minutes, they caused nearly a hundred casualties to the Sanhe League.

"Fujita Masao!" He gritted his teeth, "You came so quickly!"

Fujita Masao, holding a submachine gun, led a team of veterans to break through the defense line of the Sanhe Regiment. Their movements were clean and neat, and they were obviously strictly trained.

"Brothers!" Fujita Masao yelled, "If Pu Yu wants to kill us all, then we'll fight them to the death!"

"kill!"

"Go!"

“Hit me!”

The Chamber of Commerce guards were in high spirits and had good coordination. They adopted the tactics of small-team advance, with three people in a group and five people in a team, covering each other and advancing forward. Everyone knew what they should do, and their battlefield experience was fully demonstrated at this moment.

Asanogawa watched the retreating Sanhe League, feeling anxious. He did not expect Fujita Masao to arrive so quickly, and he did not expect the fighting power of these Chamber of Commerce guards to be so amazing.

On the high ground, Sklin watched all this through the scope and whispered into the radio: "Sir, the situation has changed. The Chamber of Commerce Guards have joined the battle, and the Sanhe League has wavered. This may be an opportunity..."

Elantra's voice came over the radio: "Keep observing and wait for the right opportunity. This melee may give us a better chance to sniper."

"Operation Department, everyone pay attention." Nanhe gave orders in Chinese on the radio, "Fujita Masao has brought his men to the location, start the counterattack now."

Inside the residential building, twenty elite members of the Chinese Operations Department quickly adjusted their positions. They were all sharp knives carefully selected from thousands of agents, and each of them had undergone the most rigorous agent training.

"Team one, suppress fire." Nanhe ordered.

"clear!"

The six elites immediately set up two Czech light machine guns and pointed them at the exposed flank of the Sanhe Regiment. These weapons were transported into Kyoto through special channels.

"Da da da!"

The dense rain of bullets was like the scythe of the god of death, tearing a squad of the Sanhe Regiment into pieces on the spot.

"Team Two, kill the officers."

"receive."

Eight snipers raised their Mosin-Nagant sniper rifles and began to look for the officer. They were all sharpshooters selected from the Chinese special forces, and each of them could hit the head of a moving target from 300 meters away.

"Bang! Boom! Boom!"

The three officers fell to the ground with their heads blown open.

"Team Three, prepare for the assault." Nanhe continued to command in Chinese, "Wait for my order."

The six commandos gripped their PPSh submachine guns tightly in their hands. They were all experts in close combat.

The formation of the Sanhe League had begun to become chaotic. In front of them was the fierce attack of Fujita Masao's Chamber of Commerce Guards, and on the left side was the precise attack of the elites of the Chinese Operations Department, and the casualties were increasing rapidly.

"Report! The left wing has been hit hard!"

“There are enemies! I don’t know where they came from!”

"Retreat! Retreat!"

Nanhe watched all this coldly. As one of the best team leaders in the Chinese Operations Office in Kyoto, he knew that the situation on the battlefield was changing rapidly.

"Team three," he suddenly ordered, "assault!"

Six assaulters rushed out of the bunker like ghosts, their movements so fast that it was dazzling. They used a cross-cover method, three people in a group, and quickly broke into the defense line of the Sanhe League.

"Bang! Boom! Boom!"

Accurate point shooting, every bullet found the target.

Nanhe continued to command the battle, his eyes as sharp as a knife: "Suppress their counterattacks, don't give them a chance to breathe."

Under his command, the elites of the Chinese Operations Department were like a sharp knife, tearing through the defenses of the Sanhe Brigade. These specially trained agents showed amazing combat effectiveness at this moment.

Asanogawa hid behind the armored vehicle, his face becoming increasingly grim. He had not expected that even the Chinese Operations Department would get involved, and that the combat effectiveness of these agents was so amazing. Now that they were attacked from both sides, the situation became even more difficult.