So he felt that if he still wanted to win instead of ending badly, now was his chance, and it was his last chance. So he didn't talk much nonsense after organizing his men, but told them to keep and use a lot of flares under the leadership of Sergei, who was also from the GRU and had been with him, and to go into the woods and advance towards the river under the cover of those two infantry fighting vehicles.

Soon a team of more than 100 people was ready. They quickly crossed the road and came to the edge of the woods farther south, beyond the range of the opposing mortar attack. After several flares lit up the road ahead, the more than 100 people divided into three teams and quickly entered the woods.

At the same time, Colin and Pete, who had been in charge of directing the mortar attack in the woods, and Pete, who was on guard for him, had quickly left and successfully retreated to the river. The shots from the two infantry fighting vehicles didn't hurt them, but for a moment the bullets from the 30mm cannons did cause them a lot of psychological pressure, after all, watching the trees around them being shattered and the sawdust scattered everywhere always made people unconsciously think of what they would look like if they hit their bodies. Fortunately, the two infantry fighting vehicles did not have a clear goal, and after firing in one place for a while, they quickly turned in other directions. This gave Colin and Pete the opportunity to retreat quickly.

And when he saw Colin and Pete retreating, John's men began to retreat. But just as Colin and Pete followed and quickly headed south. Several mortar shells landed on the place where they had just run, a hundred meters from where they were at the moment.

"Shelling! Shelling! Someone shouted. And John immediately said after glancing at the place where the explosion had exploded: "Get out of here quickly, these bastards don't know our exact location, get out of here, hurry up!" ”

Hearing John's words, they did not make any stops, and they quickly went south along the river. This time everyone was much faster than before, although everyone was very tired and more tired than before. But everyone knew that victory was in sight at the moment, and as long as they ran this section, they were almost at the real place of crossing the river.

But just as they had run a distance of about two or three hundred meters, several flares suddenly rose over the woods to the west.

Pete, who was walking in the line, instinctively glanced at the flares that emitted strong light. He knew that this was a signal of a large-scale attack by the other side, and it was likely that they had entered the woods at this moment. He immediately looked back at John, who was not far from him, and said loudly, "Sir." They're going to attack us. I think we should ask the people on the other side to adjust the area of the shelling, and move the coordinates of the current shelling to the south and into the woods according to the position where they are placing the flares at the moment. ”

Hearing Pete's words, John immediately nodded, and he thought the same thing at the moment. And John felt that this attack was going to be very violent, and they would definitely make a last-ditch effort because they knew it was their last chance.

So John immediately looked at Colin and said, "Colin! Immediately contact the people on the east coast and ask them to adjust the firing area. Fast! ”

Just as Helmet's mercenaries were rapidly heading south under John's leadership. The combined Russian and Abkhaz troops, who were on the road of more than a hundred people, entered the woods under the leadership of Sergei. With the help of flares that had been shot into the sky, they could barely see the road ahead and beneath their feet. However, after advancing for about 200 meters, the three teams that were originally parallel quickly appeared to be different in speed and slowness, and the gap was slowly widening.

This was a headache for Sergei, because it was likely that he would not be able to get everyone into battle quickly when he encountered the Yankees, which would make it difficult for them to exert their numerical superiority and make the first Yankees suffer a heavy blow. And at the moment it is still those Abkhazians who are lagging behind, and these people Sergei has little confidence to control them, because he always feels that these people are not reliable, and in addition to their combat effectiveness, they are also passive and sluggish, so for a while he has no good way to deal with such a situation.

And just when Sergei was in trouble, the shelling, which had been going on all along, suddenly stopped. This made the whole forest quiet for a moment, and such a drop could not help but make people feel a little strange at that moment. Sergei also slowed down unconsciously, because he didn't think that this was the other party's end of the attack and ran away, on the contrary, it was likely that the other party was playing some tricks.

At the same time, Semolov outside the woods also had the same feeling as Sergei, and the reason for Semolov's concern was more clear, that is, the other side's shelling should be from the other side, they had no reason to stop the shelling without being threatened, and they didn't need to move or flee anywhere, their original task was to pick up the people covering the West Bank, so their stopping the shelling at this moment can only mean that they are making adjustments for the future shelling. The adjusted targets were also obvious, and that was the people who had entered the woods by the light of the flares.

Thinking of this, Semolov immediately contacted Sergei and said: "Sergey! I'm Semolov, pay attention to distraction and concealment. They may be targeting you next! Did you hear that? ”

Sergey, of course, heard Semolov's words, and he was convinced of what Semolov said. He immediately looked around at the people around him and beckoned them to spread out as far as they could, and at that moment, the sound of cannonballs whistling in the sky was heard again. Then it exploded at the edge of the woods, near where the flare had just been fired.

"Hidden! Shelling! Shelling! In an instant, such shouts came and went. Shells soon fell one after another, and soon exploded into the woods.

Semolov looked at the place of the explosion, and among the people who were still firing flares just now, two of them were blown up in an instant, and some Abkhazians who were dragging behind the team were also affected by the explosion, and several figures were blown to the ground.

"Onward!" Semolov knew at this moment that he had no way out, and if he retreated at this moment, everything would be over, and he could only accept the worst outcome. So he shouted "forward" twice into the woods, then picked up the radio and shouted: "Take the people forward, don't stop!" They don't know exactly where you are, so they get close to the river before the shells land on your heads! Hurry up, hurry up! ”