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

Chapter 1070 Life and Death Pursuit

On the street in front of the main entrance of the Prime Minister's Office, Hong Yuzhang huddled behind a black cherry car, holding a Type 14 Nambu pistol tightly in his hand. His breathing was a little rapid, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

Beside him, several secret agents' bodies were lying on the ground in all directions. There was a perfect bullet hole between the eyebrows of each body, and blood slowly flowed out of the wound, forming a dark red stream on the ground. This was the masterpiece of the sniper, professional and cold.

"Captain Zhang," a spy said, lying next to him, his voice trembling, "the enemy's firepower configuration is too professional. Snipers from four directions cooperate with each other to form a perfect crossfire network. We can't get through at all."

"Bang!" Another sniper shot rang out, and a spy who was trying to change his position fell to the ground.

Hong Yuzhang slammed the car door hard: "Damn it! Who are these people?"

"Judging from their tactical coordination and shooting accuracy," the spy analyzed in a low voice, "they are definitely elite troops who have received strict military training. They don't look like ordinary thugs or resistance organizations."

Hong Yuzhang gritted his teeth and said, "Who cares who they are! The Prime Minister is still inside, we must rush in!"

"But Commander Zhang..."

"No buts!" Hong Yuzhang interrupted his subordinate, his eyes flashing with anger. "If I hadn't just come to report to the Prime Minister about the situation of suppressing the demonstration, I wouldn't even have support now!"

He recalled the scene half an hour ago. At that time, he was carrying the latest suppression report and preparing to report to Tojo Takehiko. Unexpectedly, as soon as he arrived nearby, he heard an explosion coming from the Prime Minister's Office.

"Immediately mobilize all the available manpower!" He almost shouted as he gave the order, "Get to the Prime Minister's Office!"

Now, more and more Jade Agents are gathering here, but those damn snipers are like ghosts, and anyone who shows his head will be killed immediately.

"Commander Zhang," the report came from the communicator, "three more vehicles are on their way."

"Very good," Hong Yuzhang's eyes flashed with a hint of ruthlessness, "Once everyone is here, we will launch a general attack. Even if we die, we must rush in and rescue the Prime Minister!"

At this moment, another gunshot rang out. A bullet hit the car door, causing pain in Hong Yuzhang's eardrum.

"Damn sniper," he cursed in a low voice, "Just wait, when I catch you, I will make you suffer a fate worse than death!"

In the night, the confrontation in front of the Prime Minister's Office continued. Hong Yuzhang and his agents were pinned to the spot, while those mysterious snipers still dominated the life and death of this battlefield like the god of death.

In the dark tunnel, only the faint light of the tactical flashlight flickered on the wall. The damp air was filled with a musty smell, and the sound of footsteps was absorbed by the dirt floor of the tunnel, making it exceptionally quiet.

Elante walked in the front and raised his right hand to signal to stop. The team immediately stopped, everyone held their breath and listened to the movement ahead.

There was a 90-degree turn ahead. Elantra turned around and made a tactical gesture to Marcus, the observer behind him: Scout ahead.

Marcus understood and took out a special small observation mirror from his tactical vest. This was their common tool for corner observation. The mirror surface was specially treated so that it could clearly reflect images even in weak light.

He gently pushed the mirror out of the corner, adjusted the angle, and carefully observed the situation ahead with the help of the dim light of the flashlight. A few seconds later, Marcus retracted the mirror and gestured to Elantra: The twenty meters ahead are safe, there are no enemies, and the passage continues downward.

Yilante nodded and made a few tactical gestures: stay alert, walk lightly, and keep moving forward.

The special forces immediately took action, moving forward silently like ghosts, each keeping a tactical distance, with their guns ready to aim at any possible threat.

The muzzle of the MP40 submachine gun was slightly downward, and the Winchester shotgun was held in the hands of the most experienced assaulters. They all knew that in such a narrow underground passage, once they encountered the enemy, it would be a bloody close-range fight.

Elante squinted his eyes and scanned the darkness ahead vigilantly with the weak flashlight. He could feel that Tojo Yuei was somewhere ahead, waiting for them.

"Be careful," he warned in a whisper, "this kind of tunnel is perfect for an ambush."

The team members nodded silently and gripped their weapons tighter.

"Captain," Marcus said in a breathy voice, "the lighting at the corner ahead has been sabotaged."

Elante immediately raised his hand to signal the team to stop. With the dim light of the flashlight, they could see that there was indeed a broken light bulb base on the corner wall ten meters ahead. Broken glass was scattered on the ground, reflecting a faint light.

This was no accident. In this kind of underground passage, the purpose of sabotaging the lighting was only one - to set an ambush.

Elantra turned around and made a series of tactical gestures to the team members behind him: prepare grenades, three, throw at the same time, targeting the area behind the corner.

The commandos acted quickly. Three of them quietly took out the grenades, opened the safe, and waited for instructions. The others pressed against the wall, pointed their guns at the corners, ready to respond to possible counterattacks at any time.

Elantra held up three fingers and began to count down: three, two, one!

The moment he put down his finger, three grenades flew out at the same time and landed accurately behind the corner.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The continuous explosions echoed in the tunnel, causing pain in the eardrums. Smoke and dust rose in all directions, and gravel flew everywhere.

Then, several screams of pain were heard in the darkness, and it was obvious that someone was affected by the explosion. But what was more alarming was that after the explosion, there was a clear sound of a gun bolt being pulled from the front.

"There is an ambush," Elantra whispered, "get ready for battle!"

"Test their firepower," Elant whispered to the two commandos, "be careful."

Hans and Otto nodded and slowly moved to the corner. They were both experienced veterans who knew how to test the enemy in this situation.

Hans first extended the barrel of his gun a little, which immediately attracted a burst of tentative shots. When the gunfire stopped, Otto suddenly extended half of his body.

“Da-da-da-da!”

A dense rain of bullets swept over in an instant, smashing the wall into pieces. Otto immediately shrank back, cold sweat oozing from his forehead - if he was a second late, he would have been shot to pieces.

"Damn it!" Hans cursed under his breath, "They have a good firepower arrangement."

Elante approached the two of them: "What's the situation?"

Hans closed his eyes and thought carefully about the gunshots. "There are at least two Type 96 light machine guns. Judging from the echo, they should be set up on both sides of the passage. There are also bursts of fire from seven or eight Type 100 submachine guns."

"Not only that," Otto added, "I just heard the sound of at least three Type 38 rifles firing. They should be equipped with precision shooters. Judging from the distribution of the impact points, they have built a three-layer firepower network."

"This is a standard military deployment," Hans frowned, "It seems that Tojo Yuei's guards are all elite."

Ilante touched his chin and analyzed in a low voice: "Two light machine guns cross fire, the precision shooter is responsible for point kills, and the submachine gunner is used to fill the gaps in the firepower network..."

"A frontal assault would surely result in heavy casualties," Otto said. "They have every advantage in this type of terrain."

At this moment, a calm voice came from the other side: "You'd better surrender now. The reinforcements are on the way and will arrive in ten minutes at most. When that time comes, none of you will be able to escape!"

Elante narrowed his eyes. Time was running out, and he had to find a way to break through this defense line as soon as possible.