Ultimate Firepower
Chapter 346 - 330: The Wrath of Great Britain

Chapter 346: Chapter 330: The Wrath of Great Britain

Good news came one after another.

The electronic interference quickly subsided, and the enemy’s armed helicopters, due to a trade-off between range and firepower, were limited to a single wave of attack. Then, instead of fleeing immediately upon the air raid, Lego Mercenary Corps bravely provided flanking fire cover—no, it was a devastating fire suppression.

But no amount of good news could cover up one fact.

The UK’s attack could ensure absolute firepower superiority for at least ten minutes.

The anti-aircraft cannons, hidden inside the factory, could flatten infantry, but as long as the anti-aircraft cannons had a firing arc, the enemy’s armed helicopters also had a firing arc.

The armed helicopters’ attack methods were basically threefold: anti-tank missiles, unguided rockets, and highly accurate machine guns.

At the moment, the British aerial firepower had no particularly noticeable effect on the building where Gao Yi was hiding, because helicopters’ targets were never large buildings, but ground armored vehicles.

Helicopters dominated over all cannons, and anti-aircraft guns were no exception.

As long as the anti-aircraft guns could fire out, helicopters could fire in; all that was needed was to pinpoint the position of the guns and then lower their altitude and launch a wire-guided missile from afar.

Within five hundred meters, the hit rate of a wire-guided missile against a fixed target was one hundred percent.

So, after Lego Mercenary Corps flattened the anti-aircraft guns and unleashed a wave of absolute firepower suppression on the soldiers trying to storm the office building, the helicopters cruising in the sky immediately dropped their altitude, and then two anti-tank missiles were fired.

The weapon operator could continuously fine-tune the wire-guided missile, sending it accurately flying into the entrance and striking the unprotected anti-aircraft gun.

With a bang, a ball of fire erupted inside the factory, but that was just the beginning—the second missile followed closely, hitting another anti-aircraft gun not far from the first.

Two shots, two hits, the British had efficiently eliminated Gao Yi’s biggest reliance and barrier.

"Flanking cover fire destroyed, we’ve lost our cover!"

A soldier who was observing the outside rushed over and hurriedly shouted this to Donkey before immediately returning to his own position.

That was the truth, though there was plenty of good news, it was all set to happen after ten minutes; if Gao Yi wanted to celebrate, he’d have to withstand the fierce attack of the next ten minutes.

Prepare to face the wrath of Great Britain.

"The British..."

Donkey’s cheeks puffed several times, and then he finally muttered in a low voice, "Always using untimely weapons to produce incomprehensible examples of warfare, these bastards."

Gao Yi could not tell at the moment whether Donkey was cursing the British or actually praising them.

The British, with their prized Type 45 destroyers, had set off a super expensive firework; twenty years later, they had conducted an extreme raid with an outdated fleet and helicopters of more than twenty years.

Though the grand Royal Navy aimed at a group of mercenaries, one had to admit, it was quite remarkable that the British could send planes over.

Gao Yi turned to Donkey and asked, "What do we do?"

"Do nothing, wait for them."

Donkey held up a finger and calmly said, "The Marine Corps are coming; they’re no pushovers. They’ll attack under the cover of flanking fire. So, the upcoming battle..."

As Donkey spoke, the helicopters in the sky opened fire again.

Machine guns, unguided rockets, at that moment the helicopters were unleashing these two weapons onto the factory.

"The coming battle is firepower suppression, covering the infantry’s entrance..."

The Marine Corps were on the east side of the office building. Exposed under the cover of flanking firepower, they needed only thirty seconds to dash into the office building.

But whether the Mountain Cat helicopter’s ammunition load could sustain continuous fire for thirty seconds was questionable.

Armed helicopters were always positioned as hunters; they were not meant to sustain fire in the air like artillery batteries.

Yet under these circumstances, the British Marines launched a strong assault.

In a very upright manner, they were set for a decisive battle with Gao Yi.

The British had definitely underestimated Gao Yi’s strength, but Gao Yi had also not expected that his opponents would be the British, or that his enemies would approach him in such a way.

The Lego Mercenary Corps didn’t cut it because they lacked the courage to fight back resolutely under fire suppression, and of course, they had no need to.

The British’s first probe failed, and their second attack turned into a general offensive, a decisive battle.

The scale wasn’t large, but the bravery of the fight was sung and wept for.

Because after an initial assault with a casualty rate exceeding eighty percent, the British were still willing to go all in; with this courage alone, few armies in the world could compare.

A subordinate of Donkey, straining his voice to the breaking point, yelled, "All in! Over a hundred men!"

Gao Yi couldn’t see Donkey’s expression, but Donkey, who had been composed all night, seemed to panic for a moment when he heard this news.

Watch the body language.

Donkey instinctively reached for the pistol at his waist.

Donkey shouted without hesitation, "Abandon the first floor, fall back to the second floor, quick! Quick!"

Donkey sprinted out at once, he could no longer bother to stay by Gao Yi’s side to monitor him because his worry was no longer whether Gao Yi could pay the final installment, but whether his War Axe Mercenary Group could withstand this round of attack.

Gao Yi looked at Feng Biao, puzzled, "Why?"

Feng Biao slung his sniper rifle over his back, picked up an assault rifle, then said to Gao Yi, "Up to the third floor, quick, quick!"

Suddenly, intense and relentless gunfire erupted below.

Feng Biao led the way at the front while Gao Yi ran vigorously behind him. Lin Xianghua gave Lucy a push and stayed at the rear, running forward with his gun ready and covering the only stairway from the first floor to the second.

Donkey was going downstairs. He reached the stairwell and yelled, "Cover fire, retreat! Cover fire retreat! Hand grenades! Hand grenades!"

Donkey panicked, and his shouts were inaudible amidst the fierce gunfire.

Feng Biao was the first to reach the third-floor stair corner. He tossed his sniper rifle down, threw his backpack onto the floor, took aim with his gun at the stairs and after Gao Yi ran past him, he shouted loudly, "Hold the line here, no more retreating. Defend to the death!"

Gao Yi still didn’t understand, but Lin Xianghua crouched down next to him, guarding the corner of the wall, slightly out of breath, he said to Gao Yi, "If the enemy only had ten people, there would be no threat at all, and the War Axe Mercenary Group could easily repel them. If there were fewer than twenty enemies, defending wouldn’t be much hard work for War Axe. But there are too many enemies. They won’t be stupid enough to squeeze at the doorway, ganging up, they would make use of every window, every passage, flooding in from all sides. This makes the first floor undefendable, retreat even slightly slow and there would be no chance to fall back. More than a dozen of our War Axe soldiers would be cut off on the first floor and picked off one by one. It is much easier to fight from the second floor because the enemy can’t easily enter through the second-floor windows. Our main defensive position is just a stairwell."

Gao Yi understood.

The defense of the office building by War Axe Mercenary Group wasn’t from the outside in but from inside against anyone coming in, that is, letting the enemy enter and then conducting a close-quarters battle inside the office, relying on heavy machine guns and pre-established positions, coupled with knowledge of the terrain and other advantages, it was usually easy to eliminate incoming enemies.

But there were too many people, the already small battlefield was suddenly filled by the enemy, all advantages were lost.

It was ultimately the quantitative change that led to a qualitative change.

Gao Yi could see Donkey guarding the stairwell on the second floor, and then he started to see mercenaries running up one by one from the first floor entrance.

Mostly they were running up in pairs but after nine people had come up, no one else emerged from the first floor.

The fight had already broken out within the building. Now it wasn’t just the sound of gunfire that was clear, but also the cries of combat were distinctly audible.

"Ah..."

There was a desperate yell followed by an explosion — a hand grenade had detonated.

Then British accents shouting,

"Clear all rooms!"

Donkey shredded his voice yelling at the stairwell, "Fuck you! British dogs!"

Under a furious, powerless scream, gunfire still echoed from the first floor.

Just as Lin Xianghua had said, the space on the first floor was divided by the suddenly surging British Army, and the War Axe mercenaries who wanted to retreat couldn’t make it in time.

At that moment, Feng Biao’s voice trembled slightly, "Impressive."

Feng Biao was nervous.

Gao Yi looked at Feng Biao, who continued, "It’s too fast, really too fast. The British still have tricks up their sleeve, daring to fight like this."

Lin Xianghua said softly, "This way of fighting... either total annihilation or complete victory, victory or defeat in a flash."

Gao Yi sighed, "I see, they’ve gone mad."

Feng Biao said quietly, "Think about everything you’ve done in London, I think their madness is understandable."

The sound of gunfire on the first floor ceased entirely, Gao Yi looked at his watch, it hadn’t even been two minutes.

At this point, hand grenades finally began to be thrown from below, targeting the second-floor stairwell.

The British attackers below, of course, were at a disadvantage throwing grenades upward. Seeing hand grenades being thrown up, the men of the War Axe silently threw four grenades down in return.

The attackers from below wouldn’t be foolish enough to stay put and get blown up, while the Russians defending from a higher position would not foolishly throw all their grenades away.

The current battle was entirely beyond Gao Yi’s capabilities.

It was too fierce, too head-on, not a battle an assassin could be involved in.

Gao Yi said quietly, "What do we do?"

Feng Biao thought for a moment and said, "I don’t know, I’ve never fought a battle like this. Watch Donkey, he’s far more experienced than I am."

With limited visibility from above, Gao Yi simply took a few steps to the stair corner, where he could clearly see every move of the War Axe men.

Donkey had drawn his pistol and was quietly instructing something to two of his subordinates, while three others aimed their guns at the stairwell entrance. The rest were scattered around.

Then, Gao Yi saw those two soldiers begin to strap more hand grenades to themselves, and they made a stance as if ready to counter-charge downwards.

Charging down in these circumstances, to counter-attack?

He didn’t understand. Gao Yi found he really couldn’t understand.