Chapter 510: Decapitation

"A smart person, knowing not to get entangled with the Demonling slaves!"

Bailu oversaw the overall situation, a hint of a meaningful smile appearing at the corner of her mouth.

She directly ordered her subordinates, about a hundred Hell Knights, to retreat, leaving the artillery fire entirely to this Special Forces unit.

For Brunei, it was just a batch of Soviet Union munitions; there was nothing to regret about losing them.

As long as the strategic objective could be achieved, this amount of money was something both Brunei and Chen Jiajun could afford to lose.

Therefore, when this Special Forces unit arrived at the artillery position, they found that the dense sound of artillery fire had already ceased.

And at this moment, the artillery position was already completely empty.

The Commander of the Special Forces saw this scene, and his brows furrowed deeply.

He simply could not figure out what the Brunei Commander was thinking.

But since he had already come, he still executed Su Yizi's orders well, installing TNT on the artillery pieces and destroying this entire batch of artillery on the spot.

"Done, let's go!" The Special Forces Commander watched with his own eyes as the artillery was destroyed, and only then did he lead his men to prepare to leave.

But just at this moment, a commotion came from the mountain forest.

When the Special Forces Commander looked up, a look of despair immediately appeared on his face.

The artillery position was actually just a lure; the opposing Commander had been eyeing his Special Forces unit.

"Kill!"

The Demonling slaves had violent expressions, and brandishing their weapons, they surrounded this Special Forces unit from all directions.

If they had previously been able to rely on high mobility to tangle with Brunei's Demonling slaves, at this moment, it was impossible for them to escape.

The terrain around the artillery position was more than twice as complex as before, and the enemy soldiers had already presented a surrounding posture to hem them in; escaping was simply impossible.

In despair, the Special Forces Commander could only launch a death charge against the Demonling slaves.

It must be said that this Special Forces unit of Su Yizi could be considered the elite of the elite among all the troops in Indonesia.

With only about three hundred people, they were actually able to trade wounds with the Demonling slaves.

Although it ended with the total annihilation of the Special Forces, they fought to the death taking about fifty Demonling slaves with them, but this was already a miracle.

Bailu looked coldly at the corpses of this Special Forces unit and said indifferently: "Finally managed to wipe out these fly-like fellows!"

Compared to the troops attacking head-on, what Bailu worried about more was this highly mobile Special Forces unit breaking through the defensive line and entering the hinterland of Brunei; that would be more than just a little troublesome to mop up.

Therefore, Bailu directly used the artillery position as bait to lure these Special Forces into the trap, and then annihilated them completely.

On the other side, seeing the artillery position blown up.

Su Yizi was immediately overjoyed, slapping his thigh and almost jumping up.

In his view, these people from Brunei were just relying on the advantage of artillery fire to catch them off guard, but their concepts had still not changed.

He thought that after solving the artillery, everything would get better.

Only, he soon discovered that strange sounds were coming from his motorcycle Special Forces unit.

Over the radio, roars and shouts of killing were heard continuously.

Then, a panicked voice shouted into the radio: "This is a trap, this is a trap... hurry, get out, charge out!"

Unfortunately, this voice soon disappeared after a series of gunshots.

After that side went quiet, a series of "hissing" sounds came through.

A sound of footsteps arose, then the radio emitted a piercing explosion, and the signal was lost.

Now, this radio had been stepped on and crushed by someone.

Su Yizi immediately panicked: "Quickly send people to provide support, I want to know what happened!"

The adjutant did not dare to delay, taking a regiment from Su Yizi's side and rushing to the foot of the mountain, intending to provide support.

Only, after waiting for a long time, he did not see anyone coming down from this side; instead, on the main battlefield, there were new movements.

The Brunei soldiers who had been cowering behind the defensive line had never engaged in a head-on battle.

This gave the Indonesian soldiers the illusion that the people of Brunei did not dare to fight head-on.

Once the artillery fire stopped, the Indonesian soldiers yelled and charged toward the Demonling slaves.

Unfortunately, they could never have imagined that these Demonling slaves were not soft persimmons, but a piece of incredibly hard alloy steel.

And in the terrified gaze of the Indonesian soldiers, the Demonling slaves actually launched a counter-charge against them!

The Indonesian soldiers, who had already been feeling stifled by the artillery, did not expect the enemy to suddenly jump out and charge head-on. This caught them off guard.

And after the two sides collided, the Indonesian soldiers discovered how difficult these guys wearing full-body black protective suits were.

The damage that bullets could cause to their full-body armor was extremely limited.

And the OTs-14 assault rifles in the hands of the enemy could easily tear through any part of their bodies.

The head-on collision between the two sides, which was expected to be a meat grinder, turned out to be a one-sided slaughter.

Only the support of the Heavy Machine Guns on the Armored Vehicles prevented the Indonesian troops from collapsing in the first round.

However, even so, they were only barely holding on.

Because these terrifying guys were not only unafraid of the Heavy Machine Gun strafing, they even braved the muzzle fire to rush to the side of the Armored Vehicles, and forcibly used C4 to blow up the Armored Vehicles directly.

With the first drum, the spirit is aroused; with the second, it wanes; with the third, it is exhausted!

The Indonesian head-on charge had been interrupted twice and was already at the bottom of decline.

Fifty people charging five hundred was no problem at all for the Demonling slaves; it even had a flavor of becoming braver the more they fought.

This caused a small-scale collapse in the Indonesian troops.

And on Su Yizi's side, there was a flurry of chaos.

The adjutant who led the team to cover the Special Forces' retreat returned, bringing Su Yizi a very bad piece of news: "Sir, I'm afraid... the Special Forces have already... been completely annihilated!"

The adjutant bit the bullet and brought the bad news to Su Yizi.

One must know that this Special Forces unit is the cornerstone upon which Su Yizi can gain a firm foothold in the army.

How many resources did the Su Family spend to cultivate such a group of daring and combative elites for him, only for them to be completely annihilated right after blowing up the artillery position?

Just as Su Yizi was in a trance, even more outrageous news came from the front line: an offensive of over two thousand men had actually been intercepted halfway up the mountain by a force of three hundred from Brunei.

Even without artillery support, these Brunei soldiers displayed extraordinary ferocity.

One small squad even managed to pierce through the Indonesian infantry and strike deep into their gut.

This caused the morale on the front line to fall into chaos, making it impossible to organize any effective attacks.

"Are you telling me ghost stories?" Su Yizi could no longer suppress the rage in his heart: "Fifty men launched a counter-charge against five hundred, and they even had their formation pierced through?"

The cold sweat on the adjutant's forehead never stopped, and he could only say: "Com... Commander, the commander on the front line did indeed say so."

"Trash, are you all a bunch of swine?" In his fury, Su Yizi began to speak without thinking: "Even five hundred pigs wouldn't be so easily pierced through, would they? Take my personal guards and conduct a pincer attack! Conduct a full-scale pincer attack; if anyone dares to retreat half a step, have the military judge execute them on the spot!"

The adjutant immediately said to Su Yizi: "Commander, but if we do that, there will be a gap in your defenses!"

Su Yizi grabbed the adjutant by the collar in a rage and roared: "Did you not hear my order?"

Seeing the murderous look in Su Yizi's eyes, the adjutant could only bite the bullet and agree.

At this moment, in a mountainous area not far from Su Yizi's command post.

Lao E had been lying in ambush here for a long time with a group of elite Hell Knights.

What he had to do was to directly implement a decapitation strike.

After all, the Indonesians were numerous, and he had failed to crush the Indonesian troops in the first wave.

Therefore, the best way now was to take out the commander, Su Yizi.

Only in this way could they avoid falling into the awkward situation of a war of attrition.

Their manpower was too limited; if they continued to fight a war of attrition, it would be extremely disadvantageous for them.

Lao E looked at his demon scout and said: "How is the situation?"

"The frontal battlefield has become a tangled mess; I reckon Su Yizi must be going crazy right now!" the demon scout said with a laugh.

Lao E nodded: "Now we just have to see what kind of command level these guys really have!"

As he spoke, Lao E took out his binoculars to observe the state of the command camp.

Then, Lao E exclaimed in surprise: "Huh, this guy's personal guard unit has actually been mobilized? It seems this Su Yizi is much stupider than I imagined; he has actually made the most idiotic decision!"

The Hell Knights also took out their binoculars one after another and looked toward Su Yizi's camp.

Sure enough, after a personal guard unit was mobilized, a huge gap appeared in the command camp.

And through this gap, Lao E could lead his Hell Knights in a direct charge, and even Su Yizi's personal guards would be too late to provide support.

"No more waiting, prepare to move!" Lao E took the lead and charged directly toward the command camp at the foot of the mountain. (End of this chapter)