The Ultimate War Of The Apocalypse
Chapter 264 - 259 Entanglement

Chapter 264: Chapter 259 Entanglement

Gao Yuan had already destroyed three artillery positions, each ammunition explosion obliterating at least dozens of meters around it.

As for the lethal radius, that covered at least a hundred meters—if the shells were launched into the air before detonating, then it would be truly impossible to estimate how extensive the damage could be.

Actually, it’s not that easy to set off shells; if they aren’t fitted with fuses, even an explosion of the propellants might not trigger sympathetic detonations in the shells. But the problem is this place is the front line, the forward position of artillery. As soon as there’s a call for fire support from the front, or when it’s time for daily artillery fire, they have to fire immediately.

Therefore, most of the shells piled outside were equipped with fuses, meaning that as soon as the propellant exploded, those shells would detonate one after another.

Flashes of light twinkled, and the sound of explosions was relentless; the entire town was plunged into fear and chaos.

Meanwhile, Gao Yuan was still moving along the mountainside next to the highway, trying his best to stay hidden among the rocks or in pits to ensure he wouldn’t be affected by the blasts.

He then took out another hand grenade and tossed it far away.

The greatest advantage of hand grenades is that they’re silent, have no flashes, and no trajectory to betray their origin. Indian knew someone was causing sabotage, but it was impossible for them to find Gao Yuan.

Destroying is much easier than building.

After six consecutive artillery positions were annihilated one by one, the ease of the task left Gao Yuan feeling utterly unchallenged.

Finally, after successfully demolishing the sixth artillery position, Gao Yuan started running towards the town.

When he was searching for the ammunition depot earlier, he came across a location with many sentries and relatively strict defense. Gao Yuan guessed it was the command center, so he decided to re-enter the town to take down the enemy command as well.

The enemy was already in chaos.

Lights suddenly turned on in several places around the town, incredibly bright, and searchlights swept back and forth. Groups of soldiers ran out from tents or houses in the town, but the lights lasted only a brief half-minute before they were abruptly turned off again.

They initially turned on the lights, then thought better of it and imposed a blackout?

Gao Yuan didn’t have time to ponder this. His vision wasn’t affected at all, while his enemies were as blind as bats in this situation, a clear advantage for him.

He didn’t even need to pay attention to the soldiers mere steps away because, without the light, the confused troops couldn’t see Gao Yuan. Why should he waste time on these soldiers?

Gao Yuan had already infiltrated the town when he saw a group of six men burst out of a house.

The difference between elites and cannon fodder was immediately apparent. As the disheveled soldiers, clutching their rifles and shouting loudly, looked around in confusion, seeing nothing, a squad wearing Indian desert camo with helmets—and night vision goggles on their helmets—rushed out from the house in combat formation and began searching the area. That’s when Gao Yuan knew he had encountered elite forces.

The distance was about two hundred meters, with two groups of disorganized fodder lacking night vision gear scurrying back and forth. Gao Yuan didn’t hesitate. He snatched up a hand grenade and flung it.

Gao Yuan’s night vision goggles revealed his presence, but as an infiltrator into the enemy’s rear, a major advantage was that everyone around him was an enemy—he didn’t have to worry about friendly fire, but his adversaries did.

Before firing, they always had to make sure they weren’t targeting their own people. This process of identifying friend from foe might be quick or slow, but regardless of the speed, any bit of delay was a serious disadvantage for the defenders.

A soldier with night vision goggles spotted Gao Yuan because of the noticeable device on his head.

Gao Yuan’s grenades flew over; two in quick succession. One grenade landed right beneath the feet of an elite soldier with night vision goggles, flipping him onto the ground, while another dropped between two men, the blast knocking them both down sharply, yet they managed to fire back at Gao Yuan while lying on the ground.

The power of the grenades was somewhat limited. Moreover, the six soldiers who had just come out didn’t cluster together—they each kept a distance of five or six meters to avoid being fully encompassed by a single grenade.

About ten Indian soldiers were in front of Gao Yuan, shouting loudly. Gao Yuan rushed to the closest soldier and lightly struck with his right hand, the back of his hand hitting the soldier’s neck.

The hand connected with the left side of the neck, but the soldier’s head jerked to the left, his skull hitting his shoulder at a strange angle and rebounding to the right.

The soldier’s rifle was now in Gao Yuan’s grasp. Meanwhile, Gao Yuan knelt on one knee, lifted the gun, cocked it, and opened fire on the night-vision-equipped elite only two hundred meters away.

Two shots rang out, startling those nearby.

Yes, Gao Yuan was right among a group of Indian soldiers. He had no intention of taking out those around him first; instead, he fired directly at the more threatening enemies at a distance.

But after just two shots, the gun jammed.

Gao Yuan was surprised. He worked the bolt, ejecting an unfired dud, then fired again, only to have the gun jam once more.

Gao Yuan had cover from the enemy. Indeed, on the battlefield, sometimes the enemy could provide cover.

People around Gao Yuan finally realized someone was right beside them, but they still couldn’t see, unable to discern who the enemy was.

The crowd began to shout frantically, while Gao Yuan discarded the rifle and with a quick motion, threw another hand grenade.

Can’t throw anymore, only one hand grenade left.

Gao Yuan didn’t roll on the ground, although that was a tactical evasion maneuver, he had a faster way.

Springing up from the ground like a sprung coil, Gao Yuan crashed directly into the crowd that was trying to flee, his right elbow striking heavily into one person’s chest; alongside the sound of breaking bones, he had already moved to the side of a second person, throwing a punch.

The night vision device was askew, because the way it was mounted on the helmet, as well as the night vision device’s own mounting, couldn’t withstand Gao Yuan’s extremely high turning speed in such a short range.

Gao Yuan could stop himself, but his night vision device and helmet skewed under the immense inertia and almost flew off.

No screams, just the dull thuds of blows landing on bodies; Gao Yuan steadied his helmet with one hand, repositioning the night vision lenses in front of his eyes.

The hand grenade exploded.

After throwing the hand grenade, lunging forward, striking with an elbow, a punch, and then straightening the night vision device, the hand grenade traveled two hundred meters before landing in front of the enemy, who were shooting at Gao Yuan, having just fired two short bursts.

As the hand grenade exploded, the shooting enemies fell backward, and Gao Yuan threw another punch.

Gao Yuan was making swift movements among a small squad of enemies, yet they could never lock onto him.

Let alone taking aim – they couldn’t even fix their gaze on him. How could they possibly take precise aim and then shoot?

Precise shooting was impossible; apart from firing a machine gun in sweeping bursts, there was no chance of taking a precise shot.

The remaining four capable of firing couldn’t take it anymore, they fired simultaneously, at both their comrades and Gao Yuan.

As people fell around him, Gao Yuan lifted a man in front of him and then threw the man forward, leaping far away himself.

After landing, with one hand covering the helmet, Gao Yuan quickly ran behind a wall.

This rendered the enemy helpless, reduced them to incompetence.

Just then, along with the enemy’s roar, the lights that had gone out suddenly came back on, and the searchlights were turned on again, with one quickly sweeping in Gao Yuan’s direction.

Light control was still necessary, because if it were a battle between two armies, the light would reveal one’s position, inviting artillery fire.

But now, having discovered it was a small-scale special forces raid, Indian quickly changed strategy; they no longer controlled the lights.

Turning on the lights allowed soldiers without night vision to gain sight, and then, using their numerical advantage, it would be easy to encircle and eliminate the small number of special operating troops.

Indian adopted the correct strategy; they couldn’t be said to be as slow as pigs in reacting, but this apt tactic still depended on the enemy they faced.

No sooner had the searchlights come on than gunfire erupted, with the sound of assault rifles mixed with the hidden sound of sniper rifles, Indian’s remaining four special forces members able to open fire dropped successively.

Then, every searchlight exposed was being swiftly taken out one by one.

The enemy turned on the lights for a dozen or so seconds, and then light control was off in less than a minute; during that time, Gao Yuan had blown up two enemy special forces members, wounded two, decimated a squad of ten soldiers by both his own actions and causing the enemy to shoot their own, and then, as the searchlights came on for less than a dozen seconds, they were successively extinguished—all in just that brief span.

They didn’t give the enemy a chance to catch their breath; in less than two minutes of engagement, they completely overpowered Indian.

The area around Gao Yuan was illuminated before swiftly darkening, and then Panxin urgently said through the walkie-talkie, "I see you, we’re on the right side at the head of the bridge!"

Gao Yuan glanced over—he knew the position Panxin was referring to. At the head of the highway bridge, they were basically about to enter the small town.

Panxin and his team were fast.

Gao Yuan took a deep breath, relieved. Being strafed by several guns at once was a lot of pressure; now it felt great to have cover.

"Follow me, I know where the enemy’s command post is!"

After speaking through the walkie-talkie, Gao Yuan hurriedly added, "We must take down the command post before the enemy reacts!"

Since they had entered the town, it was time to go all out; otherwise, if they gave the enemy a chance to breathe and allow them to gather their overwhelmingly superior forces, it wouldn’t just be a matter of losing the fight, they wouldn’t even be able to run.

At that moment, the sky above the small town suddenly brightened, as an illumination flare hung in the air above the town, slowly descending.

The enemy wasn’t that idiotic, after all; they fired an illumination flare, finally giving the ordinary soldiers caught in the dark a field of view, thereby allowing the enemy’s overwhelming force to come into play.