200: Chapter 205 The Ghost in the Jungle, Lord Bakistan Goes All Out

Rat-tat-tat---

Water-cooled heavy machine guns spewed bullets, countless firepower surged toward the light trucks in front on the road.

Palm-sized machine gun bullets could easily pierce the truck shells, penetrate the tires, and even ignite the fuel tanks.

The three light trucks driving at the front of the road stalled instantly, and the fuel tank areas that were hit erupted in raging flames.

The Vietnam soldiers on the trucks abandoned the vehicles and fled, only to encounter another round of heavy machine gun strafing.

Because of the full support of England, Pakistan was able to produce two such great killing machines.

At this moment, Lord of Pakistan was standing in the rainforest, in full command of this ambush.

At the very first moment of the Alliance Army's engagement, he had already reacted to the various abnormal phenomena of Vietnam.

So, ignoring Elizabeth's admonitions, he insisted on requesting reinforcements and chose to lead the troops into battle himself.

He wanted to personally exterminate this damned traitor!

"Retreat into the rainforest!"

Seeing that the road ambush was successful, he immediately ordered the squad to pack up the heavy machine guns and relocate their position.

The machine gun squad members quickly ceased fire, splashed water to cool down, wrapped the gun barrels with heat-insulating cotton, and moved deeper into the rainforest.

Lord of Pakistan already knew the news that Vietnam had allied with the United States, and knew they would definitely receive a large amount of equipment support.

Therefore, he did not fix the heavy machine gun position, but hit and ran to avoid being bombarded by enemy artillery units.

Although he really wanted to personally exterminate the traitor, he knew that with this newly assembled unit of only 500 men, he could not defeat the enemy head-on.

Dragon's troops were on the way, and all he needed to do was to delay the enemy's advance as much as possible.

Bang---

After the fuel tanks were ignited, there was a violent explosion, and the three trucks in the front row were completely totaled in a cloud of billowing black smoke.

After the General of Yuenan reported the situation to Lord Li Sun, he immediately led his troops to get off the vehicles and engage in battle.

However, by the time they got off the vehicles, the enemy's strafing had already stopped, and the heavy machine gun position had been withdrawn.

The General of Yuenan's eyes flickered; he did not know whether to call the opponent stupid or smart.

To say they were stupid, they knew to withdraw the machine gun position in advance to avoid mortar bombardment.

To say they were smart, they ran into the jungle, and the jungle was the Domain of the Vietnam warriors.

Two scout teams returned from the front of the road and reported the situation to the General of Yuenan.

"General, nearly five hundred meters of the road ahead has been destroyed by the enemy. They also placed a dozen trucks horizontally to block it; we will need time to clear it."

The General of Yuenan looked at the jungle on both sides of the road, and after a moment of thought, ordered the troops.

"Repairing the road now will definitely lead to harassment. Send troops to advance into the rainforest; crush these flies first!"

"Yes!" The communications soldier received the order and immediately relayed the message.

The Vietnam troops received the news and quickly formed small guerrilla squads.

They abandoned all heavy equipment; most soldiers only carried AK47M assault rifles or K50M submachine guns.

The jungle was the world of light weapons, and although these two types of assault weapons had low production costs, they possessed powerful environmental adaptability, which made them like fish in water in the jungle terrain.

The assembled Vietnam troops flooded into the jungle, and wearing camouflage uniforms, they merged with it the moment they entered the jungle.

A look of contempt flashed across the General of Yuenan's face. The jungle was the world of the people of Vietnam; any intruder in history would suffer the most cruel punishment!

Rustle, rustle, rustle---

The dense bushes were constantly being pushed aside, making sounds.

The Pakistan troops wearing khaki uniforms sped through the jungle.

"Are they following!" Lord of Pakistan asked, holding the walkie-talkie and talking to the communications soldier.

"They are following; the main force has already entered the jungle!"

"Good! Listen to my command, ensure the mission is completed!"

Static---

The radio cut off, replaced by a series of electrical currents.

Lord of Pakistan led the machine gun squad and two small teams to retreat quickly after completing the blocking mission, returning to his own troops' main position in the rainforest.

They wanted to lure the enemy's main force into the rainforest and hold them here.

The machine gun squad redeployed the heavy machine guns, and the entire Pakistan position fell into silence, just waiting for the enemy to arrive.

Rustle, rustle, rustle---

It appeared, the sound of troops approaching!

The nerves of Lord of Pakistan and all the soldiers instantly tightened.

He knew that the Vietnam troops were known as ghosts in the jungle.

Relying on the jungle and mountainous terrain, they could even defeat the United States army, whose combat power was several times that of Vietnam.

He knew that there was almost no chance of winning when fighting Vietnam soldiers in the jungle, but this was the only solution for now!

Rustle, rustle, rustle---

Rustle, rustle, rustle---

The sound of movement drew closer and closer; the machine gunner gripped the handle tightly, the bullets already chambered.

Rustle.

Just as Lord of Pakistan was about to order to open fire, the sound of movement suddenly stopped, and all sounds disappeared instantly.

Lord of Pakistan's eyes flickered, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

Even though the sun had only just come out, the humidity and heat in the rainforest were already unbearable.

Where? Where would the enemy troops be?

Bang bang bang---

The sound of shells leaving the barrels broke the silence, and a row of mortar shells landed in the Pakistan position.

A series of explosions rang out, and countless mud, sand, and bomb fragments shot outward.

Only at this moment did Lord of Pakistan realize that he had made a mistake; in the jungle, one must keep moving and absolutely cannot fight a positional war.

The machine gun position that had just been deployed was instantly destroyed under the mortar bombardment, and dozens of soldiers died miserably.

"The Third Company stay to cover, everyone else retreat with me!"

Lord of Pakistan spat out the mud and sand from his mouth, ignoring the deep wound on his shoulder, and shouted.

The position was broken; to continue delaying time, he had to sacrifice some people!

The captain of the Third Company received the order, picked up his gun, stood up, and fired violently toward the jungle ahead.

"Everyone listen to the order, recapture the heavy machine gun, hold the position!"

Bang bang bang---

Another series of mortar shells fell, drowning out the company captain's shouting.

Lord of Pakistan and the remaining troops continued to retreat, and at the same time, he reconnected the radio.

"Start the operation!"

"Start the operation!"

The squad leader ordered, and an assault platoon, covered in mud and hidden in the jungle on the other side of the road, appeared.

They set up a heavy machine gun again and strafed the trucks transporting heavy weapons behind the Vietnam troops.

Rat-tat-tat---

Countless bullets spewed out, and several trucks instantly ignited into raging flames.