After receiving the airdrop materials, Li Mu commanded the soldiers in the platoon to step up the construction of positions.

HESCO blast bags made of mesh galvanized steel and high-strength polypropylene can easily withstand heavy machine gun and bazooka fire when filled with earth and gravel.

The soldiers poured all the earth excavated from the trenches into blast bags, killing two birds with one stone.

The original positions built by the Hindustani have been destroyed beyond recognition by aerial bombs, and it is a huge amount of work to rebuild the defensive line.

The whole position was busy, and even Li Mu took off his camouflage uniform, only wore a vest, and wore a wet towel around his neck, taking the lead in wielding a sapper shovel and digging trenches.

Only the few professionals of the Army's Special Ability Platoon were still idle, and they hunted a mountain leopard nearby, roasting it on a campfire, cutting off the roasted meat with daggers from time to time, and eating it while looking at the sweaty soldiers with mocking eyes.

Li Mu was already planning how to pit these professionals. Liu Xiongce's identity was obtained as a low-level officer by mistake. This is nothing short of a miracle for a civilian, and he does not allow accidents in this identity.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky, where a J-30A multirole fighter of the Zhuxia Air Force was flying in the air in an abnormal attitude.

The pilot of this fighter was obviously in big trouble, otherwise it would have been enough to take him to court-martial with such a rough piloting of an expensive fighter.

Suddenly, a monstrous monster appeared on the body of the fighter, and soon the fighter turned into a huge fireball, dragging heavy black smoke behind it, and flew towards the ground.

Psionic projection.

All the soldiers looked at this scene in shock, in their hearts, the Zhuxia Air Force was invincible, and in the face of natives like the Hindustani, it was almost impossible to lose them. This scene completely broke their inherent cognition.

"All units, please note that this is an internal call, we have four coalition planes down, the model is J-30A single-seater, please destroy the fallen aircraft units near the crash site, especially the identification system or friend or foe and fire control computer, if destroyed, please mark the specific location in the theater command system."

The distance that a fighter plane can fly in a matter of seconds in the air can take more than an hour for ground troops. There were already traces of Hindustani activities outside the stronghold, and Li Mu was reluctant to send a team to leave the stronghold and travel several kilometers to destroy the classified information stored in the fighter plane. Therefore, he directly marked the approximate location of the wreckage of the fighter on the electronic map of the theater command system.

It didn't take long for the theater command system to show that a large drone flew over the crash site and launched a heavy anti-tank missile, completely destroying the wreckage of the body.

"Commander, is it necessary to launch a search and rescue operation against the pilot?"

Li Mu asked for instructions in the communication system. There was a moment of silence in the communication system before answering.

"No, they've been devoured by monsters."

There was silence in the communication system, the Holy Demon Clan is not an ordinary enemy, they will not have the slightest sympathy for humans, they do not have the concept of captivity, and the losers will only be eaten as food.

Li Mu was a little worried, the air force would become more cautious in its actions in the future, and their supplies would not be as sufficient as before.

The Hindustani reappeared in the area, and the intercepted communications were once again filled with fervent prayers. They fired at the stronghold on the ridge in the distance, and although the accuracy was worrying and no one was injured, the progress of the work slowed down.

Li Mu ordered the company's accurate shooters to counterattack. Zhuxia's infantry squad usually selects a soldier with a high level of shooting, uses a rifle equipped with a scope, and uses precise fire to support the rifleman of tactical operations.

In the absence of knowing when the next supply will arrive, it is a waste of ammunition to use power armored cannons or heavy machine guns against these miscellaneous soldiers.

With the sound of crisp gunfire, the Hindustani who were shooting at the stronghold were killed one after another.

The warriors from these small tribes had extremely poor tactical literacy, and they only underwent short-term training, and the rifling of the rifles in their hands was almost worn out, and they were not at all the opponents of the regular army of Zhuxia.

After the most fanatical soldiers were killed, the rest of the Hindustani scattered.

"Intensify the excavation of the fortifications! We're running out of time! ”

Li Mu knew that these miscellaneous soldiers were just pawns sent by the main force of Hindustan to reconnoiter the virtual reality. It will not be long before the main forces will attack the stronghold.

Only by relying on complete fortifications can he fight against the Holy Demon Clan with the limited strength in his hands.

"This stronghold is about to be attacked by the Hindustani, and I need your support."

Li Mu held the rifle in his hand and said to the professionals of the special ability platoon. Even though there was a fierce battle just now, these professionals were still leisurely eating roast mountain leopard meat.

"If you get down on your knees and lick my toes, I'll think about it and accept your request."

Gao Yang showed an evil smile on his face, took off his military boots, and put his stinky feet in front of Li Mu's eyes.

"If you don't even want to lick my feet, what face do you have to ask us for support?"

The other professionals laughed and looked at Li Mu expectantly.

Li Mu's face suddenly turned pale, and he said through gritted teeth.

"When the battle actually begins, it's not up to you to decide whether you want to join the battle or not."

Gao Yang looked at Li Mu's angry appearance, and a twisted pleasure was born in his heart.

"That's a pity, we're leaving soon, we can't slack off on the mission issued by the command, as for you, just stay here and wait for death, haha!"

It didn't take long for the professionals to leave on the mountain bikes in the airdrops, and they were reluctant to accompany the gray animals against the Hindustani attack.

Li Mu looked at their figures gradually moving away, and the anger on his face suddenly disappeared, replaced by a playful smile. The bullets fired by the Hindustani were parasitic with tiny spores. After shooting into the stronghold, it floated in the air.

If these spores were only floating in the air, Li Mu would not be able to find them because of their extremely small size. It's a pity that these spores are directly adsorbed to his skin, and they don't hide from his perception.

This is obviously a method used by the Holy Demon Clan to gather information within the stronghold. The stronghold where the professionals were fooled away by Li Mu, their whereabouts had already been sensed by the Holy Demon Clan through the spores attached to their bodies. left with a smart mind, but instead threw himself into the net of the Holy Demon Clan.