The Ultimate War Of The Apocalypse-Chapter 362 - 355 Dawn has Arrived

New soldiers fear artillery, veterans fear machine guns, Gao Yuan wasn’t a veteran, but he knew that a good machine gunner had to be the decisive target.

When it comes to war, apart from oral and practical instruction, the most crucial part is learning on the battlefield.

The threat posed by an excellent machine gunner is too great, and if Gao Yuan didn’t take out the machine gunner who had just shot at him twice, he really wouldn’t have a chance to run freely.

Gao Yuan pulled out three hand grenades, he placed them in front of him, and then, he pulled the pin of one and threw it, pulled the pin and threw another, and in one breath, he had thrown all three hand grenades.

If one hand grenade can’t solve the problem, then use two; if two are still not enough, then three.

The distance was still too far, Gao Yuan’s hand grenades could make it over, but he couldn’t clearly see if the machine gunner had been killed by the blast.

However, the hand grenades definitely exploded within ten meters of the machine gunner, that was for certain.

"Alright, I’ve just finished off a machine gunner, a very skilled one!"

Gao Yuan looked around, then at the encroaching enemy, and then he said into the walkie-talkie, "The enemy here is different."

"A few are elite, extremely tough, with strong combat styles and skills; most are qualified soldiers, and a portion of them are just cannon fodder."

Li Yang spoke very quickly into the walkie-talkie, "You took out one machine gunner, but it hardly makes any difference because every machine gunner they have is very good. Currently, our casualties are not severe because we have been extremely careful from the start, never exposing ourselves while moving in open areas. If it wasn’t for Yuri and his team having to expose themselves on open ground for reconnaissance, they wouldn’t have suffered fatalities."

Gao Yuan glanced once more, then said helplessly, "I can’t talk to you any longer, the enemy is closing in on my side. Just hold on a little longer, maybe I’ll find a way."

"Be careful, listen to Ol’Gun," he said, "whatever he tells you to do, you do it, keep the walkie-talkie on, I’ll translate for you."

"I should listen to him?"

Gao Yuan glanced at Ashraf, who was still lying on the ground, unwilling to crawl forward and extend his weapon, and moreover, he couldn’t see anything, so how could his commands be of any use?

"You listen, in a place like Afghanistan, anyone who’s fought wars for decades and still survives must know how to contend with superior enemies. They don’t have any advantages except being more familiar with the local terrain, so for him to have survived until now is a miracle. Listen to him, if he tells you to shoot, you shoot; if he tells you to retreat, you retreat."

"Alright, I understand, but first talk to him for me."

Gao Yuan unplugged the earpiece from the walkie-talkie, Li Yang’s voice was loud, and after saying a couple of words into it, Ashraf responded, then Li Yang immediately said, "Ol’Gun says to wait until daylight; now suppress the enemy’s movements, start running, and if it’s not working, run further, and when there’s a chance, strike back."

Gao Yuan heaved a sigh and said, "He just said a sentence; even if I can’t understand, I know he couldn’t possibly have said so much. If you keep insulting my intelligence, I’ll shut the walkie-talkie off!"

"Wait for daylight, now bomb them!"

Gao Yuan looked at Ashraf and then aimed for the enemies rapidly encircling from the right, tossing four or five hand grenades in succession.

In terms of power, as well as rate of fire and range, Gao Yuan’s hand grenades were definitely no weaker than rifle grenades.

The sound of explosions rang out one after another; the enemies that were quickly encircling had all stopped, their formation sparse—they hadn’t suffered significant casualties in the recent explosions, but Gao Yuan’s hand grenades had thoroughly intimidated them.

When holding an absolute advantage, nobody wants to trade life for life, or commit to a do-or-die attack; that usually happens only when cornered with no way out.

The enemy stopped, Ashraf called out twice, then he took to his heels and ran.

"Incoming artillery, run!"

Gao Yuan immediately followed suit and sprinted off, but he had only taken a few steps when he far outstripped Ashraf, so Gao Yuan had to stop and wait for him.

This battle was not only dangerous - that went without saying - but it was also extremely exhausting.

There were many rolling dunes around, but none were high, and Ashraf slipped down again after rounding one of the dunes.

Gao Yuan could only run back a few steps to reach Ashraf’s side once more.

Ashraf said a few words, and Li Yang responded solemnly, "Ol’Gun says this way of fighting won’t work, we must wait for daylight, he’ll cover you, then there’s a chance to counterattack the enemy."

Hand grenades might be good, but they were not the solution to everything. For the first time, Gao Yuan felt he should have brought a gun, especially a machine gun.

Actually, Gao Yuan was quite a good shot, always scoring above the passing line at least.

Just then, a series of explosions thundered nearby non-stop.

The enemy really did have artillery, and though it was just mortar fire, a volley of over a dozen rounds was more than anyone could withstand.

Gao Yuan’s heart raced with panic, real panic; although he had been in several battles before, he was still terrified.

Lying face up, he pulled his military cap down over his face and kept shouting, but Li Yang did not translate, so Gao Yuan urgently asked, "What is Ol’Gun saying?"

"He’s praying not to get hit by a shell..."

Apart from prayers, there truly didn’t seem to be anything else to do. Thankfully, the shelling only lasted a short time before stopping. When the explosions ceased, Ashraf yanked his hat off, sat up, slapped his cap on, and instantly took off running again.

Gao Yuan had to keep up.

The whizzing sound of bullets tearing through the air came again from above. Ashraf was saying something urgently, and Li Yang relayed on the radio with urgency, "Ol’Gun says you have to keep moving, if the enemy pinpoints your position and directs a barrage of mortars, you’re done for."

Okay then, just run, Gao Yuan thought, as Ashraf continued to dive and crawl through the dunes. He was always searching for a dune big enough to hide behind and block the enemy’s view, not missing a single one that could provide cover, which meant that Gao Yuan and he were getting further and further from the encirclement held by Li Yang.

The mortar never stopped firing, with each volley consisting of at least four or five shells targeting their area, but not once did any fall close to Gao Yuan and him.

Of course, if a shell did land nearby, Gao Yuan might harbour some hope of surviving, but Ashraf would definitely be a goner.

Eventually, Ashraf reached the back of another dune, but this time he didn’t lay on his back as before; instead, he lay prostrate on the sand and said something.

Before Gao Yuan could even ask, Li Yang said in a grave tone, "Ol’Gun says it’s starting to get light, we can take action now."

Gao Yuan had been wearing night vision goggles all along, to him it had always seemed bright, but now, flipping up the goggles on his helmet, he realized that the sky in the east was indeed getting faintly brighter.

For Ashraf, the break of dawn meant it was time to fight.