Warlords: Rising from the Northwest Border and Sweeping Across the Powers

Chapter 1071 Forced Breakthrough

Elant leaned against the wall, his eyes sharp.

The God's Punishment Special Forces were the sharpest knife in the leader's hand. Since their establishment, they had never failed in any mission. Today, they could not retreat.

"Listen," he gathered the players around him, "we only have one chance."

The special forces gathered around, waiting for the commander's plan.

"For the first wave," Ilante quickly drew a diagram on the ground, "throw three smoke bombs at the same time to create a smoke screen. Then, the flash bombs. I want three different positions to disrupt their rhythm."

"The second wave," he drew a line on the ground with his fingers, "Hans and I will lead two assault groups to advance from the left and right sides. Otto, you lead the others to suppress from the middle and draw their firepower."

"Understood," Otto nodded, "We will suppress their machine gunners with shotgun blasts."

"Remember," Elante's voice turned cold, "once the action begins, it cannot stop. We only have less than ten minutes, so we must act quickly."

"What about those sharpshooters?" asked a team member.

"When throwing the smoke bomb," Elante's eyes flashed with ruthlessness, "I deliberately left a flaw. When they open fire, my position will be exposed. Then..."

He patted the grenade at his waist, the meaning was self-evident.

"One last thing," Elante looked around at everyone, "Once you break through the defense line, don't chase the fleeing enemy. We have only one target - Tojo Takehiro."

The special forces nodded and began to check their weapons and grenades. Everyone's eyes became determined, as they knew that this would be a bloody assault.

"Ready," Elantra gripped the MP40 tightly, "Move!"

"Wait," Elantra suddenly remembered something and turned to the ammunition man Schmidt, "Take out those two folding shields."

Schmidt quickly took out two folding steel shields from his special backpack. This was special equipment for the God's Punishment Special Forces, made of the latest lightweight steel, which could block bullets without affecting mobility too much.

With two "clicks", the shield unfolded, emitting a cold metallic luster under the dim flashlight.

"Otto," Ilante handed the shield to the commander of the central assault team, "Your mission is the most dangerous, so you must be protected."

Otto took the shield and handed it to the two assaulters beside him: "Let the fastest one take it and cover our advance."

"Remember," Elante patted Otto's shoulder, his tone showing a rare concern, "The middle lane is a bait, but it's not a suicide mission. If the situation is not right, find cover immediately, understand?"

"Don't worry, Captain," Otto smiled confidently, "I don't want to die in a place like this. After completing the mission, I have to go back and drink my treasured beer."

Yilante nodded and reminded: "The shield can only protect the front, remember to change the angle at any time. Those precision shooters love to find this kind of flaws."

"Got it," Otto said, checking the shotgun's ammunition. "I'll give them a taste of this Winchester."

The special forces members took their positions and held their weapons tightly. The battle was about to begin.

"Everyone, take your positions," Elant's voice was deep and powerful, "Confirm the communication."

"Left wing assault group in position."

"Right wing assault team in position."

"Mid lane suppression team is in place."

Elantra took a deep breath: "Action!"

"Smoke!" Three smoke bombs flew out at the same time and exploded at the corner, forming a cloud of smoke in an instant.

"Bang! Bang!" Two crisp gunshots were heard. Just as Elantra expected, the sniper couldn't help but fire at the figure throwing the grenade.

"High left, two o'clock!"

"Behind the low wall on the right, at nine o'clock!"

The team members quickly reported the shooting position.

"Grenade!" Elantra gave the order.

Four grenades flew accurately towards the shooter's position. Amid the explosions, screams of pain were heard.

"flash!"

Three flash bombs flew out one after another and exploded in different locations. The glaring light was particularly dazzling in the smoke.

"Suppress the middle lane! Go!"

Otto led the team out, with two steel shields in front. The bullets from the Type 96 machine guns immediately swept over, hitting the shields with dense clattering sounds.

"Left and right wings, penetrate!" Elantra shouted.

The left and right assault groups rushed out from the smoke and quickly advanced to both sides by taking advantage of the firepower attracted from the middle.

"Grenadiers, suppress the machine gun on the right!"

"receive!"

The grenade exploded near the machine gun position, forcing the machine gunner to stop firing.

"Assaulter, go! Hit me!" Otto roared.

The roar of the Winchester shotgun rang out, and dense bullets swept towards the enemy position. The shooter of the Type 100 submachine gun was forced to lower his head.

“Left wing breakthrough!”

"Advance the right wing 20 meters!"

"Cover the middle!"

Tactical reports came one after another on the communicator. Under the cover of smoke and fire, the special forces continued to advance.

"Grenade! Be careful of the grenade!" someone suddenly shouted.

"Shield! Crouch!" Otto responded immediately.

"Boom!" The grenade exploded in front of the shield, but the steel shield perfectly protected the assault team.

"Counterattack!" Elantra ordered, "All firepower, suppress!"

Amid the roar of MP40s and Winchesters, the special forces continued to advance. Screams and roars were heard from time to time in the smoke, and bloody close-range combat was inevitable.

"The machine gun on the right was shot down!"

“A gap was found on the left wing!”

"Continue to suppress the middle lane!"

In this chaotic underground space, the Divine Punishment Special Forces are tearing through the enemy's defenses bit by bit.

“Be careful!”

With a cry of surprise, Otto saw a blood-soaked guard rushing towards them frantically. In his hand, he was holding a grenade with the safety pin removed.

"Baga! Die!" There was a crazy gleam in the guard's eyes.

"Damn it!" Otto cursed, and at the critical moment, he kicked the other man in the abdomen. The guard staggered backwards, but the grenade that was about to explode was still tightly held in his hand.

"Shield! Get down!" Otto yelled, and pounced on the shield bearer beside him.

"boom!"

Amidst the deafening explosion, a powerful shock wave swept over. Even with the shield's protection, Otto and the shield bearer were still thrown to the ground. Amid the ringing in his ears, he vaguely heard the crisp sound of the shield being hit by shrapnel.

At this moment, a quick warning came from the communicator: "Be careful! Three o'clock direction, high up!"

Otto barely raised his head and saw a sharpshooter pointing his gun at them. At this distance, the Type 38 rifle was enough to penetrate any armor.

"It's over..." This thought flashed through Otto's mind.

Suddenly, a figure rushed out from behind the bunker. It was the fireman Klaus! He was carrying a Panzerfaust rocket launcher, aiming and firing almost at the same time.

"Whoosh!"

The rocket whizzed away with a long tail flame and hit the shooter's position accurately.

"boom!"

With the sound of the explosion, the entire wall collapsed, and the sharpshooter and his sniper position were reduced to ashes.

“Klaus! You’re crazy!” Otto yelled. “It’s too dangerous!”

Klaus retreated back into cover and grinned, "If the captain hadn't said 'take good care of Otto', I wouldn't have fought so hard."

"Damn bastard..." Otto cursed, but his voice was a little choked.

"Stop talking nonsense!" Klaus has already started loading the second rocket. "Hurry up and keep fighting! We still have to eliminate all these stubborn elements!"

Otto and the shield bearers quickly got up and reorganized their attack formation.