Chapter 271: Blood and Sand (5)

In the past two hours, Naman and his team have already reached a half hill. Apart from a routine confirmed contact, he did not do any other communication with Aquia, so when the other person came over in person, yes He was a surprise.
"Naman, pay attention to the southeast of your current location. What can you see on the ridge?"
Naman picked up his telescope and looked along the mountain from left to right. He saw nothing at first, but he knew that Aquiah would not come over to him without knowing if there was anything, so Naman glanced again. Over again.
He stopped and adjusted the focus, and finally in the direction directed by Aquia, he saw a black smoke rising behind the hillside.
Although it was soon blown away by the strong winds of the ridge, it did exist.
"That looks like hot mist or more likely exhaust gas, do you see that?"
"Yes, this direction seems to correspond to Ji Ma's position."
"What did the Oakes do?"
"I don't want to comment on this issue, brother, this is solid evidence, we should retreat and report this."
"It may also just be a burning building that was set on fire while the Okers were moving. We can't determine anything yet, Aquia, it's only a few kilometers away."
"Is there any point in debating this, Naman?"
"No, brother, so let's go over and see."
Aquia sighed helplessly.
"Okay, Naman, let's lead the way and follow us up the ridge."
"Confirm, we will set off immediately."
The scouts hurried through the uneven ground in a scattered formation. The weapons were always ready to fight, and Naman glanced in the direction of the mysterious smoke from time to time to confirm its position.
After they advanced a little more than a mile, he suddenly stopped the team.
The scattered smoke is a bit strange.
He looked at the fluttering clouds of smoke again with a telescope. It looked darker and thicker.
But the wind direction does not seem to change, so the thicker smoke means one of two things, either that the source emissions are stronger, or the source is getting closer...
Naman found Aquia with his sight. They were climbing a steep on foot, about half a kilometer from the top of the mountain, and five or six hundred meters from Naman.
"Withdraw, Aquia!"
When his voice sounded, the team had disappeared behind a rock.
Naman took a deep breath and realized that the members of his team were watching him closely.
His heart was beating fast, blood and adrenaline accelerated in his body, making him the best preparation for battle, he had to spend some energy to keep calm and sober.
"Aquia! Those clouds are exhaust gas! There is a large size of Ocke forces! Moving across the ridge in our direction!"
Naman's voice echoed between the rocks, and Aquinia's head immediately reached out when he heard it.
"Captain Naman!"
The call came from Kurdin, who was looking around with his rifle at a location on the ridge line east of the squad.
"Look at the enemy!"
"Leave your current position!"
Naman snarled and turned the telescope to the direction reported by Kurtin.
"The enemy is approaching from your north!"
A few dozen Oak cavalrymen were walking up the ridge, and Naman's attention was twisted to the right by a sudden big explosion. A thick smoke and flame rose from Aquia's approaching hillside.
The sound of gunshots immediately rang on the hillside, and soon the sound of heavy weapons shooting and the shattering of the bullets hitting the stone were added.
"They have been waiting there for a long time, and Aquia is over..."
Another explosion shook the ridge, and Naman turned his attention back to the Oaks who were climbing the slope. There are now at least fifty of them, some of which are equipped with heavy equipment, and they ride along the brown-green beasts with developed limbs. The ridge is moving forward like a stain scattered on it.
The rock where Aquiana’s squad is located has been bombarded into debris, and the explosive power of Oak is always so amazing, Naman does not report any hope for their lives.
Maybe it was their own recklessness that killed them?
"Team listens!"
Naman said, calm and determined.
"You retreat straight north."
"What are you going to do, captain?"
"I will continue to observe the enemy, and I will rejoin you later and act now!"
The Captain Ranger never looked away from the telescope. When he heard the players moving through the rocky ground, he turned his vision to the thick black smoke.
They are now thicker and clearer. The big guys have almost reached the ridge line. He only needs to wait another minute or two to know the strength of Oak.
The front green cavalry is now less than half a kilometer away.
Naman unfolded his disguised cloak around his shoulders, covered his hood, covered his arms with the cloak, and then sat behind a rock, holding a telescope in one hand and a gun in the other.
He confirmed the situation of the ridge again, and saw three wild motorcycles rushing out, thick smoke spitting out from their double exhaust, the largest of them was like a steel giant, full of Tusks and spikes, just like its owner.
Behind the three motorcycles are two smaller motorcycles, all loaded with howling green leather, and behind them there is more smoke, which comes from other vehicles out of sight.
The Oak cavalry is only 400 meters away from him.
But he didn't care about it. He cares about the war machines of Ok.
Compared with the last war, they seem to have made progress again. This is a bad signal. The technical level of the Oaks is breaking through people's cognitive limits again and again. How did they do it?
The Okers glanced carefully along the ridge, holding the firearms in their hands, alert to the resistance of the previous Aquia team.
The rumble of the engine retraced on the southern ridge, coming from a motor with a lower tone and a larger volume. When Naman slid back from the observation position, he glanced to the right.
The largest motorcycle was rumbling across the hills, with several large-caliber cannons mounted on its front, arming it like a ferocious wild boar, and a non-stop howling Ock sitting on it, wearing Colorful clothes ~ EbookFREE.me ~ equipped with heavy protection deck.
When Naman was about to put down the telescope and walk away, he suddenly noticed that the green skin was obviously much larger than the others.
This is a huge beast, with a red jacket on the armor, and a long flag painted with the Ok symbol hanging on the flagpole behind him.
An old boss.
With his other eye, Naman saw that the nearest green skin was only two hundred meters away, and it was time to leave.
Wearing a cloak of camouflage, Naman ran down and quickly went down the slope.
The position of the motorbike on the south side is almost flush with him, and the Occavalry is not far behind.
In front, a pile of giant rocks pierced through the thin sand, Naman found a hideout between the two erected boulders, and then turned his head to face the direction of Ok, and found that they were attacking him at a certain speed. Come, although he is sure that he has not been seen.
It's time for them to slow down.
He mounted his cavalry rifle on a boulder and aimed at the nearest three of the green skins.
Bang~!
A headshot, shot from the right eye, directly knocked down the big guy.
Sudden attacks plunged the Oaks into chaos. Many of them fell down and started shooting randomly at bunkers around, some shouted at vulgar language.
A few bosses began to shout orders, and in such a way forced their men to run around behind bushes and stones, but there was no order and discipline.
"Stupid beast..."
Naman murmured to himself while hanging the gun on his shoulder.
What is satisfying is that the Green Skins will be delayed for enough time, and Naman retreats from his hideout and continues to run down the briskly.
When he reached the plain, he immediately started running.