The Ultimate War Of The Apocalypse
Chapter 443 - 436: The Two Flags Behind

Chapter 443: Chapter 436: The Two Flags Behind

Would the enemy really spare Gao Yuan? What a joke.

Gao Yuan never felt that the enemy would show him mercy because it seemed that a body was all they needed to study him.

Yet Gao Yuan still played the hero, first because he really couldn’t coordinate effectively with his comrades, and second, he didn’t want to watch the people around him get surrounded, chased down, and killed off one by one by the Sanitation Worker.

But what really compelled Gao Yuan to take this action was that he didn’t want to be protected anymore. He was quite capable, alright, but he could only be like a chick shielded under a hen’s wings, and everyone wanted to be that hen, protecting him, the chick that had just hatched.

Zhao Qiang felt that way, as did Li Yang, Panxin, and Li Jingang, and now even Yu Shunzhou wanted to persuade him to flee for his life first.

On what grounds? Just because Gao Yuan’s physical abilities were outstanding, does that mean he couldn’t die? But precisely because he was exceptional, he should have been playing his part.

Was it because he had a good relationship with Xinghe that he could only be protected, watching others die in battle, and still be the one who was protected?

This wasn’t right.

Clearly a strong person, why did he have to be protected like a weakling?

So if Gao Yuan had to give a reason for his actions, well, he was annoyed, fed up. Wasn’t that reason enough?

Did everyone have to die until only he and Xinghe were left alive, and then he’d have to fight desperately? Is that supposed to be rational? If so, Gao Yuan only wanted to say "to hell with rationality." As a man, as someone clearly outstanding, why should he endure the pain of seeing his comrades die one by one?

He couldn’t command, he didn’t have the insight fitting for a real captain; he was just a fierce warrior, yet he was tied down by the title of captain and the responsibilities that came with it.

Now Gao Yuan understood that he shouldn’t even dream of achieving real coordination with special forces who had undergone decades of training. It was nonsensical, for his combat style was incompatible with that of the special forces.

Now, as long as Xinghe could meet Ram and Poseidon, then he would have truly completed his mission.

Besides, holding the enemy here was the way to create an opportunity for Xinghe to meet Ram.

So, when faced with a real life-or-death choice, Gao Yuan finally got it.

He would walk his own path and let them be envious, jealous, and resentful. Perhaps they would even curse him for being too impulsive, accuse him of youthful arrogance, say he disregarded the overall situation.

But if there’s no fervor, how can one be called a youth?

Gao Yuan plucked the Steel Mace from the ground, the knife in his left hand, the mace in his right, flipped his hands, and swung a beautiful knife flourish, turned around, and left a dashing figure behind.

"I’m not trying to be a hero, I just want to save you all."

He left behind a bold declaration, giving no one the chance to discourage him. Of course, they couldn’t have stopped him even if they wanted to.

Gao Yuan took off running, the two red flags draped over his shoulders suddenly fluttering aloft, rustling in the wind.

The red flag slanting over his left shoulder bore the words "Fierce Tiger Brigade."

The red flag rising to the right had "Big Red Third Company" emblazoned on it.

The two red flags weren’t particularly large, but when Gao Yuan started running at full speed, he still felt the resistance from the flags. However, the effect was negligible; Gao Yuan could barely feel this slight resistance.

For a tank, would a small flag on its antenna affect its speed? Clearly not.

The enemy had already passed the battlefield strewn with his own tank’s wreckage, closing in rapidly, less than five hundred meters away from Gao Yuan.

Gao Yuan abruptly stopped running, the fluttering red flags falling down, covering his face.

With a shrug of his shoulders, he flicked the red flag obscuring his face to one side, and Gao Yuan raised the knife in his hand, pointing it towards the enemy tanks racing towards him.

"I..."

In such a tragic moment, with such a cool posture, how could he not leave behind a bold and heroic statement?

But when Gao Yuan wanted to say something, he found that he completely didn’t know what to say.

The back of his blade clinked against the Steel Mace, emitting a sharp metallic clashing sound, the reverberations lingering on.

Gao Yuan once again raised his sword toward the enemy.

"I... Big Red Third Company of Fierce Tiger Brigade, kill!"

What answered Gao Yuan was a string of bullets, fired from the co-axial machine gun of an armored vehicle.

To the enemy, Gao Yuan, suddenly appearing and then standing still like an idiot, was nothing but a foolish target, not showering him with a barrage of bullets would be a waste.

But how could Gao Yuan possibly get hit? Having struck a pose long enough to attract the enemy’s attention, what followed naturally was to leave the enemy with a very deep impression.

Gao Yuan ran to one side; as he started running, the bright red flag unfurled and billowed out, creating an extremely conspicuous and unique target for the enemy.

"Look at that guy! Is that even a human?"

"He’s too fast!"

"That’s a... special target? Yes, that’s a special target! Keep your eyes on him, catch up with him!"

Similar conversations spread rapidly through radio waves among those who spotted Gao Yuan until finally, one vehicle commander excitedly roared, "Found him, kill him!"

"No, no, try to capture him alive."

"But boss, with this monster’s speed, it’s almost impossible for us to catch him."

"Then first wound him and then capture him alive, he can’t escape us, I don’t believe he’s faster than wheels."

"But boss, he’s gone out of sight, he’s hidden himself."

The commander was silent for a moment and then he finally said, "Alright, it’s too difficult to capture him alive, and it’s also too difficult to wound him, don’t force a live capture anymore, but make sure his body is intact, as intact as possible!"

"Understood!"

The armored vehicle immediately veered off the original route and the convoy, pouncing toward the direction where Gao Yuan had disappeared.

Gao Yuan purposely ran toward the side of the enemy because he wanted to draw them away.

And frankly, in off-road conditions, the speed of an armored vehicle already running at sixty kilometers per hour was considered extremely fast, but compared to Gao Yuan, this speed was really not enough.

Gao Yuan, crouching in the bushes, waited for the armored vehicle to get closer and closer, then suddenly sprang out of the bushes. He jumped directly onto a tree and then leaped down from the tree, landing right on top of the armored vehicle.

Gao Yuan was spotted by the enemy as soon as he appeared, but the enemy’s turret-co-axial machine guns couldn’t immediately aim at Gao Yuan because they weren’t fast enough; these few armored vehicles had learned from their predecessors’ experiences, and no one dared to travel or fight exposed, so they saw Gao Yuan, but they lost track of him again before they could fire.

The main weapon of the enemy’s BMP-1 Infantry Fighting Vehicle was a 73mm low-pressure smoothbore gun, and the secondary weapon was a 7.62mm machine gun; however, the machine gun was fixed, so after Gao Yuan got close, these armored vehicles almost had no suitable means to strike him.

The enemy’s armored vehicles were not advancing in a straight line, but staggered front and back. Gao Yuan landed on the roof of the last one, and then, he was about to lift the hatch on the roof of the vehicle.

At that moment, Gao Yuan realized that having weapons in both hands seemed powerful, but when it came to real combat, it was very inconvenient.