Chapter 481: Charge

"You go ahead and tell me what good plan you have?" Wu Zhekun still asked.

After all, this is a matter of life and death; if there is a good method, he is willing to listen.

Lu Cheng nodded: "It's not really a good plan; I just think we've been passive, and now we should concentrate all firepower. As the saying goes, strength applied in one place gives a chance to win, or we could pull a few more backups."

Concentrating firepower, Wu Zhekun knew was correct; earlier he suggested dispersing firepower to attack the enemy as a forced measure, but they couldn't keep that up forever.

But concentrating firepower can't just mean holding the line; how to turn passivity into initiative?

Lu Cheng pointed at two of the trucks, and Wu Zhekun understood.

"You mean we drive the trucks forward?"

"Exactly, but not straight ahead; we have to drive them in reverse, with everyone behind the cab. Only then can we seize the initiative and keep firepower together."

Wu Zhekun understood; driving in reverse prevents the enemy from hitting them, because the trucks are loaded with equipment that acts as a buffer.

"But that means all the equipment would be smashed..."

Lu Cheng inhaled: "Earlier you said I was confused; now you're the one who's confused!"

Lu Cheng's words snapped Wu Zhekun to attention.

Indeed it was a blunder; driving the trucks backward would ruin the equipment, but it's only the cost of two trucks' gear to gain a chance to annihilate the enemy.

If they can't wipe out the enemy, the equipment on all four trucks will be destroyed anyway.

Rather than that, it's better to sacrifice the equipment of two trucks.

After years in the barracks, Wu Zhekun had developed a decisive temperament; now he hesitated not a moment and immediately gathered everyone.

After briefly summarizing Lu Cheng's idea, everyone agreed unanimously,

Closing the distance gives the shotgun a chance to work, the grenades can be thrown, and even if they die this way, they'll die with a bang.

Wu Zhekun, being trained, quickly devised a tactical plan for how to fight once the trucks got close.

In short: close the distance, concentrate firepower, and beat the enemy mercilessly.

They selected two seasoned Railway Troops as drivers; then Lu Cheng and Wu Zhekun each took the co‑driver seat of a truck, while the rest simply stayed behind the cab.

"Move now, cover the drivers!"

At Wu Zhekun's command, four other soldiers leapt from the bunker, firing wildly at the distant high ground as if they didn't care about wasting Bullet.

The enemy fire from the opposite position was quickly suppressed, and they ducked down on the trench to avoid Bullet.

Though the enemy was being pressed, their morale rose; with this tactic they could soon deplete our Bullet, allowing them to claim victory without a single casualty.

It seemed the opponent was at the end of its strength, forced into a final beast‑in‑a‑cage fight.

"Even if you fire, you'll burn through your Bullet."

But soon, the enemy was puzzled as the two trucks opposite moved.

Could they be trying to break out?

That's impossible; the road is blocked by trees.

To break out they'd have to abandon the equipment, which would then fall into the enemy's hands.

So what does driving now mean?

Soon the trucks turned around on the spot, the bodies facing the high ground, and began reversing; the enemy quickly grasped the intent.

This wasn't a breakout; they wanted to get close and fight them head‑on.

Seeing the intent, the enemy swiftly adjusted strategy, meeting the fire with counter‑suppression to keep them from charging.

However, that fire suppression was ineffective; the cargo holds are filled with military gear, and Bullet can't penetrate the hull, let alone hurt anyone.

The enemy instantly panicked...

【8】 On the battlefield, the fleeting gunfire made it clear the enemy's Bullet were no longer rhythmic but chaotic.

On the battlefield, the warplanes were fleeting, and one could clearly feel the enemy's Bullet, not as uniform and rhythmic as before, but chaotic.

Wu Zhekun seized the chance, shouting, "Accelerate, floor the throttle and reverse! Stay close to the cab, don't expose your heads..."

The two trucks rumbled backward toward the distant high ground; the sky was brightening, widening the view.

Anyway, the enemy is in the shadows; the daylight actually works in our favor.

When the two trucks sped onto the gentle slope of the high ground, Wu Zhekun issued another order.

"Cover!"

Four soldiers each stuck their muzzles out from the front of the cab to draw enemy fire, covering Wu Zhekun and Lu Cheng as they flipped from the driver's seat onto the cab.

Time was tight; while the enemy fire was drawn, the two swiftly vaulted onto the cab.

Then crouching, Wu Zhekun pulled out a collected grenade, yanked the pin without looking, and hurled it at the enemy position.

At the instant the grenade detonated, the enemy trench blew apart, a cloud of dust and smoke billowing and obscuring sight.

Seizing the chance, Wu Zhekun, like a death god descending, stood on the cab, brandishing a submachine gun and spraying fire, keeping the enemy flat‑on the ground.

Some enemy troops who recovered tried to flank in the chaos, unaware that Lu Cheng in the other truck had already locked onto them.

"Bang!" a shotgun shell fired.

This shotgun's design is ideal for close combat; the shot spreads instantly, creating a lethal coverage zone at short range.

The three enemies attempting a side assault were hit on the spot by lead pellets and iron shot, collapsing to the ground.

One shot sent three men down; as for Lu Cheng's feeling, he was numb, his mind blank, acting purely on instinct to kill the enemy as efficiently as possible.

In the heat of battle he had no time to think; the enemy quickly spotted him and unleashed a barrage of Bullet.

Relying on instinct, he vaulted off the cab swiftly; thanks to his martial training his movements were crisp and he avoided the Bullet.

It's not that he didn't want to counterattack; this shotgun has a huge killing radius, nearly unbeatable in close quarters, but the drawback is it must be reloaded after each shot.

He leaned against the front of the cab, pulled pre‑loaded rounds from his pocket, opened the barrel, and quickly reloaded.

Meanwhile Wu Zhekun remained on the truck roof, spraying the enemy with his submachine gun while shouting.

"Comrades, charge!"

"Charge..."

Originally, the four soldiers covering near the train's front, together with the Railway Troops, began to charge up the high ground.

At this moment, Lu Cheng also changed his Bullet and quickly fired a shot at the enemy that was just about to appear.

Although the enemy was prepared this time and missed, it also delayed the enemy's rhythm of trying to fire back, instead giving our soldiers a chance to charge.

"Comrades, charge…"

"To avenge Squad Leader Ma…"

For a moment, battle shouts, grenade explosions, submachine gun fire, and shotgun fire rang out together…