The opponent's timing was really good. He even calculated every step the jackal might launch, from attack to the entire army. In other words, he might not have calculated the jackal's combat plan.

But he predicted that as long as this continues to be consumed, the jackals will launch an attack. After all, the jackals themselves are offensive troops. They can leave PMCs and mercenaries and evacuate themselves.

However, the other party's initial plan was not to evacuate and deal with the upcoming pursuit of jackals. They marched in the Gobi desert with civilian personnel and many people who did not have too many Gobi fighting. This was extremely dangerous.

The jackal team is almost all soldiers who are good at fighting in the Gobi Desert. In this case, it is conceivable what the result will be to be caught up. In fact, the opponent's helmsman probably already knows that it is impossible to survive no matter how you want these people to survive.

Since they will definitely die, at least they will die more valuable. Of course, before this value is reflected, the helmsman should do his best to ensure that they can survive. So, this plan was released.

"Bang~!" Hou Dasheng shot a wall with one shot. The earth wall was not thick. If it was an ordinary bullet, it might not be able to penetrate it. But Hou Dasheng's was a special armor-piercing bullet. After one shot, a ball of blood fog exploded behind the wall.

"A good leap tactic, indeed America is good at..." Hou Dasheng sighed and pulled away, and rolled away with his back. Just the moment after his gunshot exploded, there were three more gunshots.

One of the jackals on the inner layer lay down, and one of the teams surrounding them lay down on the outer layer.

Judging from the books, there was no loss in the jackals' exchange for one or two. But in fact, there were not many people in their inner class, but there were many people surrounding them. In this way, they actually suffered a huge loss.

"Don't shoot, I'll shoot. Unless they rushed over, try not to shoot." Hou Dasheng whispered helplessly: "How many people do they have, how many of us are? Even if we change one to three, we can't change them..."

At this time, the communications soldier whispered in the channel: "Boss, someone wants to talk to you."

Hou Dasheng smiled slightly and cut his frequency band to the public channel: "I'm here, but I didn't expect you to come. I remember, we said you can't come."

"So, I didn't come." The man in the headphones said leisurely: "Three days ago, I attended a funeral. The specifications were quite high, and the president went there. Unfortunately, it was a secret funeral. My dress and those medals were buried."

"You are very decisive! But the red teams you brought with you have a few other good players. Don't tell me, they are buried too."

The people on the headphones sighed leisurely: "They were not as sick as me, an old man, who could die of illness. They were ordered to retire..."

"You should know, about you and your jackals. Their mission failed." The person on the other end of the headphones whispered: "The losers are not qualified to continue to stay in those two teams. Although they are excellent, even though their failure has nothing to do with their abilities..."

Hou Dasheng didn't say anything, and he could only admit that person. Indeed, the failure of these people had nothing to do with their abilities. If it weren't for the information leakage, if it weren't for those transactions openly and secretly, the jackals would have basically never been able to withstand their strong attack.

But they just missed their personal information to the jackals. It was a damn thing that could win in such a situation. The ambush was set up several times, and the jackals suffered heavy losses to force the other party to retreat. Remember, this is retreat! It was not that they were defeated.

Any victory against them, Hou Dasheng felt that he was the result of his luck. If he did it again, Hou Dasheng would not guarantee that he could survive and that the jackals could force them back.

However, the building will not consider these. Their superiors and colleagues cannot justify anything about this. Failure is failure, and the loser has no right to explain. Ordinary soldiers can fail or even surrender.

They cannot. They cannot fail! If they fail, there is only one way to go: to die. Death is their best choice. Otherwise, they must accept the most shameful ending: to retire.

Not to mention that they were treated as the Red Team, they were all gone. Even the treatment of ordinary elite soldiers was discounted when given to them. They were even limited and were not allowed to work in certain enterprises and report to the homeland security department regularly.

This is simply humiliating treatment. However, the losers have no right to defend themselves. If they fail, they can only accept the result. This leads to two of them choosing to commit suicide because they cannot accept it.

"Two people died and committed suicide. They were all very good guys, great guys..."

The sound on the other end of the headphones was still very light: "They were unwilling to accept their failure, so they started to investigate. Unfortunately, they did not have any resources or ways to find the truth. So... I found them."

"I took them back to the farm and settled them down." The person on the other end of the headphones didn't speak loudly: "The people who came here today, except these young men, were all damn scumbags, and were all maggots in the sewer."

"You are, and those you want to kill." Even though the voice said such harsh words, the tone did not change at all. It seemed to be telling a very simple thing, a very ordinary thing: "They want to cause trouble for you, but I don't object to..."

"But they should not use their power to do this. If they go to trouble you themselves, I will admire them as men and die in the battlefield for revenge for their comrades. However... they chose to use their power to make the whole thing uncontrollable."

After saying this, there was silence in the headphones. At this time, Hou Dasheng said softly: "So you are here?"

"We are all damn people. These young men of mine are men who have been betrayed and failed! I brought them here to find what we lost. The victory that should have belonged to them!"

As he said that, the voice laughed: "You and I, let's die here! This will save me from having another funeral in the future. I am a dead person, and you... should become a dead person!"
Chapter completed!