Chapter 905 - 407: Breakthrough

Chapter 905: Chapter 407: Breakthrough

"There are too many enemies in East Mountain. I had to circle around before coming back. Is everyone alright?"

Gu Ji gave Gao Bo a firm pat on the back, finally allowing himself to relax. Then, he scrutinized each member of the Dragon and Tiger Assault Team one by one.

Turning his head, Liu Weijun looked at Miliburn on Zhuang Feng’s back and said in a somber voice:

"Last night, we too faced fierce pursuit from the enemy. Miliburn from the Iranian Security Department got shot in the thigh. Though we managed to tie it off temporarily, he’s been losing blood constantly."

"Bringing a severely wounded and a lightly injured person to break through the encirclement presents too much risk. And Gao Bo has been insistent on going off alone to find you; Zhuang Feng suggested we temporarily hide in the southwest mountainous area and wait for you to regroup. I found the plan feasible. And coincidentally, Zhao Hua spotted your IR laser flash from the mountain top using a night vision device, which confirmed you were still alive."

Gong Qingyong interjected, casting a glance at Zhuang Feng.

These two sentences explained why they hadn’t broken through all night.

Gu Ji could tell from his gun stance that Zhuang Feng had received military training.

Like Zhou Yu from Brazil, he was probably an operative from the Second Directorate of the General Staff, possessing skills well beyond average, possibly a veteran scout.

Under his command, hiding in the wild became simple.

This much was evident from the way Liu Weijun and Gong Qingyong watched him, often questioning his identity.

"You rascal, looking for death, aren’t you?"

Gu Ji symbolically kicked Gao Bo and moved beside Zhuang Feng, pressing two fingers on Miliburn’s carotid artery, nearly unable to feel a pulse.

"He’s lost too much blood, slipped into deep coma."

Zhuang Feng shook his head slightly, letting out a sigh.

Deep coma is the most severe consciousness impairment, with all physiological reflexes like pupil and tendon reflexes disappearing, nearly in a dying state.

"Gu Ji, what should we do now? Shalam already knows our position, and there are more and more enemies."

Taking advantage of the moment to change mags, Wu Kang, who had been cooperating in combat with Zhou Yang, couldn’t help but ask.

With those words spoken.

Everyone’s gaze fell heavily on Gu Ji.

While Gao Bo, Wu Kang, and the others had witnessed his abilities firsthand in Japan, Northern Myanmar, and Brazil.

The others were impressed by Gu Ji’s maneuvering against extremists throughout the night.

Everyone knows.

Both the special police and special forces value team coordinated operations. The hero of the novel, fighting a hundred through a solo effort, almost doesn’t exist in reality.

To cite the simplest example:

In a firefight with the enemy, having teammates nearby, at least you’re covered when reloading;

Whereas alone, reloading means a break in fire, temporarily losing capacity to resist, which is extremely dangerous!

Gu Ji managed this solo.

Able to escape from under the noses of dozens of heavily armed extremists and rejoin the main forces across a distance of over tens of kilometers.

These seemingly simple statements.

Actually showcased Gu Ji’s superb tactical thinking, endurance, survival skills in the wild, counter-tracking, and rapid combat.

Without exaggeration.

Gu Ji’s individual comprehensive qualities were the strongest among all present!

And that was why the second squad’s special officers looked to him with hopeful eyes.

"We’ve been out of contact all night, the command center’s probably frantic by now. Over twelve hours, the Foreign Ministry is bound to pressure the Iranians, deploy CAS for close air support and conduct a search."

"Are you planning to delay?"

Gong Qingyong raised his eyebrow slightly, seemingly somewhat disapproving.

"No, our bullets are running low and dragging it out further will only lead us into a dead end, while quick reaction operations are our advantage."

Saying this, Gu Ji looked to the two injured second-squad snipers, Pipe and Miliburn.

"My plan is to separate the injured from the main forces, have us act as the primary assault group, quickly striking near Shalam’s operational leader, drawing the enemy’s main forces, leaving a couple people behind to escort the injured away amid the chaos. I don’t care whether they can break out; as long as they can leave the enemy’s reconnaissance interference range, establishing communication to call CAS!"

Liu Weijun slapped his thigh with a "pop."

"That’s a good plan, capturing the king to capture the bandits first. Even if the small unit fails, we can at least negotiate by holding the leader, or grab the enemy’s communication equipment to call for reinforcements."

Actually, Gu Ji was not really looking to "use" companions to help capture the leader.

It was because of the message Baron sent beforehand!

If they adopted a conservative tactic, dragging it on, even if they don’t get killed by the present extremists, they would be wiped out by subsequent enemy reinforcements sooner or later.

Thus, to stay alive.

Establishing communication to call CAS was their only option at the moment.

Gong Qingyong patted a comrade beside him and said.

"Alright, since everyone agrees, let’s do what Gu Ji said. Wrench, you and Comrade Zhuang Feng will lead Pipe and Miliburn to retreat."

"Wait Mr. Gong, let Zhuang Feng stay, Zhao Hua, you go, try to contact the command center."

Gu Ji stopped Zhuang Feng, who was preparing to stand up.

Now that his identity was nearly revealed.

Out in the wild, a scout’s operational capability is obviously superior to a special police proficient in urban warfare.

Besides, Zhao Hua is a technical special officer.

With him, establishing communication would be easier.

Hence, a temporary squad formed by second squad’s elite special officers, a lightly injured sniper, and third squad’s technical special officers began retreating westward, carrying the severely wounded Miliburn.