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On the other side of the Red Third Regiment, after a tentative exchange of fire with the enemy, Zhu Zhengting, Wang Enlong, Zhuge Zhiming and others sat together, their faces as solemn as lead.

Through the previous exchange of fire, they clearly realized that the firepower of the mercenaries should not be underestimated, and their defensive layout was very tight.

It is not easy to break through the defense line and find the enemy's main force.

Zhu Zhengting frowned and said, "Brothers, everyone saw the exchange of fire just now. This enemy is not easy to deal with. We need to rethink the battle plan."

Wang Enlong nodded in agreement and said, "Yes, Captain, we should consider whether to adjust the direction of attack or adopt new traditional tactics."

Zhuge Zhiming also echoed, "Indeed, this defensive layout is too tight. We need to come up with a more comprehensive solution."

So, they discussed the battle plan again. Everyone's eyes were serious and determined, and they were racking their brains on how to break through the enemy's defense line and find the enemy's main force.

Sometimes they looked at the map in their hands, sometimes they exchanged ideas with each other, trying to find a glimmer of hope for a breakthrough in this complicated situation.

The Wolf Warriors were surrounded by mercenaries from multiple directions, and the situation became increasingly critical.

The soldiers stood back to back, forming a tight circle, like a solid fortress, resisting the coming storm.

They held their guns tightly in their hands, the cold metal texture seemed to give them endless strength, and they looked vigilantly at the enemies approaching from all sides.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on the forehead of every soldier and slid down his cheeks, but he was unaware of it. At this moment, all his attention was focused on the heavy footsteps that were getting closer and closer.

The footsteps seemed to be stepping on their hearts, and every step made every soldier feel tremendous pressure, as if death was approaching step by step.

At this moment, Leng Feng made a prompt decision and sent a distress signal to the Red Third Regiment through the communication equipment. His voice was calm and urgent, but also carried a hint of unquestionable determination: "Red Third Regiment, the War Wolf Squadron encountered a large-scale encirclement and suppression by mercenaries. The situation is critical. Request for support!

We are now surrounded by enemies, the situation is very serious, and we urgently need your help!"

His eyes were fixed on the communication equipment, and his eyes revealed his eager anticipation for support from his comrades.

In the Red Third Regiment camp, Zhu Zhengting was discussing the subsequent combat plan with Wang Enlong, Zhuge Zhiming and others.

Suddenly, Leng Feng's cry for help came from the communication equipment, and the voice seemed particularly abrupt in the quiet tent.

Zhu Zhengting's face turned stern, his eyes instantly became sharp, and he said without hesitation: "Brothers, the War Wolf Squadron is in trouble, we can't sit idly by, we must go support them now!

They are our brothers who fought side by side with us, and we must not let them fall into despair!"

His voice was loud and powerful, echoing in the tent. Every word seemed like a military order, causing the soldiers present to straighten their backs.

After saying that, he made prompt decisions and quickly made arrangements.

He stood up and strode to the map in the tent. With his sharp eyes, he carefully examined every mark on the map.

Then, he stretched out his finger, drew a route on the map, and decisively decided to send a part of the mobile force to support the War Wolf Squadron.

This mobile force is composed of experienced soldiers who are good at moving quickly in complex terrain and have excellent combat capabilities.

At the same time, he also knew that while sending troops to support, he must ensure the stability of the regiment's defensive layout to prevent the enemy from taking the opportunity to launch a large-scale counterattack.

So he hurriedly commanded the remaining soldiers to readjust the defensive layout.

He personally walked around the camp, checking every key position, directing the soldiers to strengthen fortifications, add hiding points, and arrange snipers to find suitable sniping positions at high altitudes to ensure that all directions were under close surveillance.

The soldiers acted quickly. Some ran with sandbags to reinforce the bunkers, while others dug new trenches. For a while, the camp was bustling with activity.

After receiving the order, the mobile force of the Red Third Regiment immediately rushed towards the direction of the War Wolf Squadron like an arrow.

The soldiers all had serious expressions and determination in their eyes. They were well aware of the importance of this support mission, which not only concerned the life and death of their comrades in the Wolf Warrior Squadron, but also the success or failure of the entire combat operation.

They ran on the rugged mountain road, and the stones under their feet were loosened and rolled down from time to time, making a "gurgling" sound.

The sunlight shone on them through the gaps in the leaves, forming patches of mottled light and shadow, but they had no time to pay attention to the beautiful scenery around them. They had only one thought in their minds, which was to get to the War Wolf Squadron as soon as possible.

However, on their way to support the Wolf Squadron, they encountered a mercenary interception force.

The mercenaries had already set up a defense line here in an attempt to prevent the support troops of the Red Third Regiment from approaching the War Wolf Squadron.

They occupied advantageous terrain, hiding in dense jungles, behind steep slopes and next to huge rocks, waiting for the soldiers of the Red Third Regiment to appear and then give them a fatal blow.

The two sides immediately engaged in fierce exchange of fire.

Relying on the environment, the mercenaries hid behind trees and boulders, and fired crazily at the mobile forces of the Red Third Regiment.

Bullets whizzed like raindrops, splashing dust on the ground and even sawdust when they hit the tree trunks nearby.

The "da da da" sound of gunfire echoed in the silent jungle, like the roar of death, which was chilling.

The mobile troops of the Red Third Regiment were also not to be outdone. The soldiers quickly sought cover, some hiding behind large trees, using the trunks to shield their bodies. They clung tightly to the trunks, as if to merge with the trees, with only their eyes exposed to vigilantly observe the enemy's movements.

Some of them lay in the bushes, using the cover of the grass to observe the enemy's movements. They lowered their bodies, trying not to be discovered by the enemy, holding their guns tightly in their hands, ready to fight back at any time.

A soldier who looked like a squad leader hid behind a huge rock. His eyes were firm, and he looked through the gap between the rock and the ground, closely locking onto the enemy's movements.

His face flushed slightly with nervousness, and the veins on his forehead bulged, showing his concentration and determination at the moment.

The gun in his hand was firmly placed on the boulder. Every time he pulled the trigger, he could accurately shoot a bullet. With a "bang", the bullet whizzed out and flew accurately towards an enemy fire point, trying to suppress the enemy's firepower.

After each bullet was fired, he would quickly adjust his aim and prepare for the next shot, his movements skillful and decisive.

The soldiers cooperated with each other and fought in coordination.

Some are responsible for attracting enemy fire, deliberately exposing their positions and leading the enemy to shoot at them.

They will suddenly jump out from behind cover, then quickly retreat, making the enemy think they have an opportunity to take advantage, thereby attracting enemy fire and creating opportunities for teammates to attack;

Some of them went around to the enemy's flank from the side. They shuttled through the jungle with light and quick steps, using trees and bushes as cover. When the opportunity arose, they stood up suddenly, aimed their guns at the enemy and fired a series of shots, catching the enemy off guard.

There was a fierceness in their eyes, as if they wanted to annihilate all the enemies here.

Relying on high morale and the ability to coordinate operations, the mobile forces of the Red Third Regiment gradually gained the upper hand in the fierce exchange of fire.

They constantly adjusted their tactics and flexibly changed their offensive and defensive methods according to the enemy's firepower distribution.

After a fierce battle, they successfully broke through the mercenaries' interception and continued to move towards the direction of the Wolf Warrior Squadron, and finally successfully met up with the Wolf Warrior Squadron.

When the two teams of soldiers saw each other, there was relief and excitement in their eyes. They held each other's hands tightly, as if at this moment, all the difficulties and obstacles had been left behind.

After the Wolf Warrior Squadron met up with the Red Third Regiment's mobile force, the commanders of both sides, Leng Feng and Zhu Zhengting, quickly gathered together. Their expressions were serious and focused, and their eyes revealed a desire for victory.

Both of them smelled of gunpowder from the battle they had just experienced, and their clothes were stained with some dust, but they didn't care about it at all. At this moment, their minds were completely focused on how to deal with the next battle.

Without even having time to exchange pleasantries, the two quickly began discussing the current battlefield situation and the intelligence they each possessed.

Leng Feng spoke first, "Captain Zhu, the mercenaries are coming with great force this time. Their defenses are very tight, and their firepower should not be underestimated. We have just been surrounded by them, and the situation is extremely critical. If you hadn't arrived in time, the consequences would have been disastrous."

His voice was a little hoarse, obviously he had just experienced a fierce battle, but his words were still firm.

Zhu Zhengting nodded and said, "I also learned some information. Through the tentative exchange of fire with them just now, I found that they are indeed difficult to deal with.

But now that we have joined forces, we must find a way to completely defeat them and not allow them to continue to act recklessly on our land."

There was a determination in his eyes, as if he had made up his mind to wipe out all these mercenaries here.

After a brief but efficient exchange, the two realized that in order to completely defeat the mercenaries, they must find a way to launch a concentrated attack on the enemy's main force.

So, they worked together to develop a new battle plan.

It was decided to integrate the forces of both sides and launch a large-scale joint attack on the core defense area of ​​the mercenaries.

Before the attack, they made detailed deployments of the troops.

Leng Feng was responsible for commanding the soldiers of the Wolf Warrior Squadron. He divided the soldiers into several groups and clarified the tasks and attack routes of each group.

He walked up to the soldiers and his eyes swept across the faces of each soldier, revealing a kind of trust and expectation.

He said loudly: "Brothers, the next battle is crucial. We must launch an attack on the mercenaries' core defense area.

Team One, you're responsible for a feint attack from the front. Try to attract the enemy's attention as much as possible, making them think our main attack is coming from here. Remember, make sure the noise is loud enough!

The soldiers of the first group responded in unison: "Yes!"

Their eyes revealed excitement and fighting spirit, as if they couldn't wait to join the battle.