"It's about three hundred meters, let's get out of the way!"

Sergeant Nguyen, who commanded the forward, immediately asked his men to cautiously avoid to the right, and all of them moved with great lightness, and every kick they landed was carefully chosen, all in order not to alarm the approaching enemy sharpshooters.

After about five or six minutes to move more than a hundred meters to the right, the forward team of the Shadow Company finally saw the enemy's figure, more than a dozen black soldiers wearing military uniforms and camouflage straw hats on their heads scattered very widely, the distance between each of them was more than ten meters, they cautiously scanned the jungle in front of them, and after walking a few steps, they would stop to observe the situation, and only continue to move forward after confirming that it was safe.

In order not to startle the snake, the employees of the Shadow Company immediately moved to the flank again to open the distance, at this moment the fog has not yet dissipated, and the visibility of the jungle is extremely low, so the Black Uncle did not notice the sneaky PMCs in the distance, their attention is in front of them, and a hundred meters away from the two sides of these dozen or so sharp soldiers, is the second group of vanguard, they are carrying old-fashioned bolt-action rifles and machine guns, divided into several groups, guarding the situation in the farther range.

In the rear of the vanguard team, it is a large army marching in two columns in the jungle, although in the past few years it has continued to lose its troops, but the guerrillas still maintain the appearance of an army, and there should be a lot of reconnaissance guards, but the current situation of the soldiers is really a bit ugly, many people are still playing barefoot, and the weapons are also new and old, from the new AK47 rifle assisted by Big Brother to the World War II weapons sold as post-war scrap, and many wounded soldiers have dirty bandages, It looks like it hasn't been replaced for a long time.

"Call Echo One, Call Echo One!"

Sergeant Nguyen's squad was armed with walkie-talkies, and there was no problem in communicating within a few kilometers, so the movements of the guerrillas were immediately transmitted to the large forces in the camp, and after learning that the main force of the guerrillas was only two kilometers away from him, Hannibal made a bold dispatch again, and transferred a quarter of the people who were in ambush around the camp, allowing them to outflank them from a distance of several kilometers on both sides into the jungle, forming a rather wide encirclement line with the previous manpower.

Hannibal was not worried about the disparity in numbers, because the other side did not form an overwhelming advantage, on the contrary, in terms of firepower, the Shadow Company had the advantage, all automatic weapons, on average every three people had a Colt triple handle sight, not to mention additional grenade launchers, plus the bunker built by the construction machinery overnight, Hannibal firmly believed that the victory would eventually belong to the Shadow Company.

At this moment, the reconnaissance force of the guerrillas has approached the periphery of the camp, and the soldiers on guard in front of them silently stopped, and then raised their binoculars, at this moment because the dense fog caused by the heavy rain has almost dissipated, so the scout's telescope can easily see every move in the distant camp, looking at the silent camp, as well as those messy construction vehicles, and the guards who are dozing, the scout immediately gestured backwards and started sign language.

The information was then transmitted all the way back to the commander, and after learning that the other side was not prepared for his own sneak attack, the commander immediately ordered all the personnel to speed up, they should seize the camp as quickly as possible, take all the available supplies, and then retreat to the jungle.

"Action!"

After confirming that all the personnel had entered the attack position, the commander immediately ordered the attack to begin, and then dozens of best-equipped soldiers rushed into the camp first, and when the camp guards saw the menacing guerrillas, they immediately abandoned their weapons in embarrassment and disappeared between the barracks.

The partisans were so encouraged by the weakness of the guards that they even ran out of their feet, completely oblivious to the excessive silence of the camp.

Soon hundreds of guerrillas swarmed into the camp, and then these soldiers rushed into the room like hungry wolves, and began to look for all kinds of supplies, and when a few people broke into the kitchen and found a large pile of white bread, they immediately scrambled to stuff it into their stomachs, and then more people gathered around, and soon the bread was divided by the soldiers who had not eaten for a long time, and the guerrilla commander was also embarrassed to eat.

"What about the people in the camp? Where did those Americans go? ”

"I didn't see it, we searched the barracks, and they were all empty!"

"What, how is this possible?"

The commander spat out the food in his mouth, and then immediately ordered everyone to retreat.

"It's a trap, retreat now!"

The guerrillas were ready to withdraw from the camp in a haphazard manner, and Hannibal, who had been waiting on the periphery, immediately raised his flare gun when he saw it.

A red flare then rose into the sky, and then, the PMCs of the Shadow Company, who had already dug hidden bunkers around the camp, got out of the bunkers, and the employees holding the grenade launchers pulled the trigger, and the tear gas bombs rained down on the guerrillas, and the tear gas leaked from the ruptured bullet body made the guerrillas panic, and the guerrillas who were smoked and couldn't even open their eyes could not fight back effectively, so they could only run towards the jungle with their heads covered.

However, the PMCs of the Shadow Company raised their M16 rifles in their hands like targets at this moment and pulled the trigger towards the guerrillas.

Because of Shepard's order, the PMCs did not fire automatically, but fired in one shot, and their goal was not to take the lives of the guerrillas, but to shoot at the legs, and the shooters with triple scopes on the rifle handles were shooting slowly, many of the guerrillas fell to the ground in embarrassment after being hit in the legs, and those who were not hit could only barely raise their weapons to fight back, while retreating towards the jungle.

The machine gunners set up their old MG42 machine guns in their hands, and then began to suppress the fire, and the dense rain of bullets immediately suppressed many PMCs in bunkers, and the dirt and wood chips blown up by the bullets flew all over the place, making it impossible for them to carry out an effective counterattack.

Seeing that the guerrillas were about to flee into the jungle, after a crisp gunshot, one of the machine gunners immediately rolled around his shoulder.

"The first one!"

Wearing a camouflage poncho, Plomri looked up, pulled the bolt with his right hand, and a shell ejected through the casing window, and he raised his Winchester M70 rifle to find his next target.

Soon another unlucky guy was targeted by him, this time Plommri shot the machine gun shooter in the neck, and then the unlucky guy was dead with a crooked head.

"The second one!"