Chapter 850 - Feels like Im being targeted (1/2)
Translator: Legge
When the barbarians who were preparing to charge saw the machine gun, they immediately went prone behind some cover they found.
Before the barbarians launched the surprise attack on the Pyro Company’s campsite, the two parties had already crossed swords many times on Mt. Dashi. Of course, if it weren’t for the appearance of Ren Xiaosu and Yang Xiaojin, their battles might have turned out to be even more intense.
P5092 knew that since he had led the main forces of the Pyro Company here, it was only a matter of time before the barbarians on Mt. Dashi were wiped out.
It was not only P5092 who was certain of this outcome. The barbarians were also well aware that they were on a suicide mission.
But as a suicide squad, their deaths would have to be for something. Therefore, killing a high-ranking Pyro Company officer was the most worthy thing they could do.
Every high-ranking commanding officer was a precious resource that an organization had to spend a lot of effort to train and nurture, so not just anyone could replace them. If their replacements’ standards were slightly lower, the acting commanding officer might very well threaten their chances in war, leading to a total defeat.
Therefore, killing a high-ranking officer was actually a very important matter that could prove fatal to the enemy.
However, before coming face to face with P5092, the barbarians were not expecting him to actually be anticipating their arrival.
To stall for time, they even left over a 100 of their companions in Longtan Canyon to throw off the enemy and delay the return of their main forces.
Before this, they had confirmed many times that the Pyro Company had sent out almost all of their main forces. But if the other party knew they would be coming, why did they still foolishly leave the camp empty?
So did the enemy really realize they were coming to attack? Or did they only realize it when they got out of the water and hastily set up a temporary machine gun position?
The barbarians’ centurion stared coldly at the machine gun position in front of him. There were only a few dozen troops there, and the defensive fortifications were extremely simple and disorderly. It did not look like they were prepared beforehand at all. He suddenly laughed and said, “It’s just a bluff.”
The centurion was certain the enemy had already realized the number of them in the canyon was not right. That was why they had taken precautions. However, wasn’t it a little too late for any precautions now?
A faint white glow appeared in the distant sky. It was going to be daylight soon!
“Men, make a detour and go around them. I’ll handle the firearms of these Central Plains people!” After that, the centurion started moving again. He estimated he only needed another two seconds to rush up to the machine gun position.
When the centurion started running, he became a testy brown bear sprinting. The machine gun started spitting out a barrage of fire. However, the centurion was extremely agile in his charge, and even the muzzle of the gun could not match his speed of movement!
Moreover, P5092 suddenly saw the centurion raise his hand and throw the huge axe in his hand. The axe whistled through the air and landed accurately on the machine gunner.
After the axe hit the machine gunner, it did not stop there. The machine gunner was sent flying backwards along with it, displaying just how terrifying that strength was!
When P5092 saw this, he frowned. “It seems there’s also powerful individuals among the barbarians. We have to report this matter to the higher-ups, lest we get fooled by them.”
Seeing that the machine gun had stopped firing, the centurion roared, “Charge!”
The other barbarians leaped out from behind cover like cheetahs and threw their giant axes at the camp. When the Pyro Company soldiers saw this, their scalps turned numb.
“Get down.” P5092 said calmly to the soldier next to him, “Your mission is over and you won’t have to participate in the next battle.”
With that, he actually caught an incoming axe and threw it back casually.