Strongest Soldier King

"Bang, bang, bang!" The heavy machine gun at the hillside began to rage. It was set up beneath the exposed roots of a large tree, both man and machine gun sheltered by the tree roots. The barrel emerged from the arch of the roots. A gunner and an ammo bearer worked together with incredible skill, the machine gun firing short bursts rapidly while constantly changing shooting points, forcing everyone to take cover.

The destructive power of the heavy machine gun was immense; even dressed in Bullet-Resistant Vests and tight-fitting clothes many times stronger, no one dared a direct hit - a shot would leave them crippled if not dead. Everyone hid in foxholes, waiting for the machine gun's fire to shift before peeking out to observe.

Soon, another heavy machine gun roared to life, hidden in a similarly tricky spot, making it unfeasible to strike. Unlike tree trunks, roots are extremely strong; whether bullets could penetrate, even Luo Zheng wasn't sure. His teeth clenched angrily, frustrated that the enemy was forced into the open using fire tactics and chaos traps, only to lose the advantage due to the two machine guns.

Under the barrage of the heavy machine gun, everyone was at a disadvantage. Notably, the gunner didn't use continuous fire to waste bullets but instead shot in rapid bursts, which was equally terrifying. The swift movement of the barrel intimidated everyone from recklessly exposing themselves. Luo Zheng coldly observed the machine gun's position, his eyes sharp and face dark.

"Whoosh!" A rocket launched from behind a tree at the hillside below, with suffocating tail flames roaring fiercely toward its target, enveloped in a potent aura of death. Luo Zheng focused and saw that the attack aimed at Zhou Gang's hidden position, his heart sank with worry.

Zhou Gang had just targeted the machine gunner with an Incendiary Bomb, but the flammable agent was blocked by the massive protruding tree roots, failing to harm anyone behind them, which prompted the RPG's precision strike. His face slightly changed, quickly crouching down, covering his ears, and opening his mouth.

"Boom!" The rocket exploded over the foxhole, sending flames skyward with a devouring momentum, smoke billowing. Everyone anxiously watched the explosion site, especially Luo Zheng, whose heart was seized with concern. No one could be sure if the foxhole could withstand the RPG; if not, evacuation was necessary.

Soon, the smoke cleared, revealing a crater surrounding the foxhole, covering it entirely. Silence fell, Zhou Gang was gone, and everyone was shocked, eyes widened. Luo Zheng's eyes were red with rage, glaring fiercely, unable to bear Zhou Gang's potential sacrifice - an old subordinate, a life-and-death brother.

The Bloodsucker forces observed quietly, suspending attack once gunfire ceased above the slope, cautiously assessing. If the RPG precision elimination tactic failed, it was a disaster for Bloodsucker too, requiring a tactical readjustment. Everyone awaited the attack's outcome.

Zhou Gang was buried in the foxhole, head buzzing from the explosion. Luckily, he prepared mentally beforehand. After a while, regaining some awareness, he struggled to rise - amazed at the RPG's accuracy, exploding nearly at the foxhole's entrance. Had he not crouched quickly and the foxhole been shallow, death would have been certain.

Soon, loose soil on the foxhole shifted, Luo Zheng and others saw it, spirits invigorated, eyes filled with anticipation. Not long after, Zhou Gang emerged from the foxhole, seemingly unharmed, prompting great joy. Excitedly aiming at targets below the hillside, morale soared. As long as the foxhole could withstand Bloodsucker's RPG attack, they feared nothing.

"Good job, attack!" Luo Zheng shouted excitedly.

"Attack!" Everyone shouted eagerly, howling as they seized any opportunity to pull the trigger.

The battle reignited, immediately reaching a fever pitch. Facing the machine gun's barrage, they lacked good counterattack methods. Yet their precise sniping held Bloodsucker forces at bay, neither side gaining ground despite RPGs firing constantly, unable to curb their fighting spirit and offense.

"We need to take down the heavy machine guns." Luo Zheng contemplated internally, eyes red as fire, glaring at the machine gunner's position - the source of the hindrance. Without their menacing presence, the battle would be far easier.

"Not good, the enemy reinforcements are coming." Lan Xue suddenly announced.

Luo Zheng slightly lifted his head, indeed spotting a group advancing from the valley ahead toward the hillside. Luo Zheng was startled; if more machine guns joined, their situation worsened. Eyes refixed on the machine gun's position, fixated on the protruding tree roots, he angrily ordered, "Xue Er, heavy machine gunner at three o'clock. I'll force him out, you shoot him."

"Understood." Lan Xue promptly replied.

Luo Zheng fetched three Armor-piercing Incendiary Bombs; these composite rounds merged incendiary capabilities with armor-piercing properties, effective at penetrating 15mm-thick homogeneous steel plates at ninety degrees from a 500-meter range. The machine gunner was over three hundred meters away; unsure if one shot could pierce the roots, he prepared two more rounds.

"Whoosh!" Without hesitation, Luo Zheng aimed at the roots protruding before the machine gun and fired, ninety-degree angle - the Armor-piercing Incendiary Bomb howled forth, carrying Luo Zheng's full anticipation and anger, crashing into the roots. The shell penetrated, exploding fragments widened the hole, releasing terrifying flammable agents inside.

"Tsss?" Luo Zheng noticed the roots weren't fully breached - too massive, too solid. Angrily, he aimed again at the first shot's entrance, firing swiftly.

The Armor-piercing Incendiary Bomb pierced through the roots, charging forward. Although not directly striking the target, the volatile agent scattered everywhere, igniting instantly on human contact, burning the target, causing pain-induced screams. The gunner panicked, retreating before the consuming flames - anyone facing such incendiaries couldn't remain composed.

"Whoosh!" Almost simultaneously, a sniper bullet carved a terrifying arc through the void, instantly embedding in the machine gunner's head, exploding it - scattering red and white matter as the corpse flew far away. Horrified, the ammo bearer shrank behind the roots, but the incendiary continued burning, scorching two black holes into flesh, unbearably painful, fainting.

Luo Zheng saw the machine gunner's head exploded, morale surging. His cold gaze locked onto another heavy machine gun, approaching from an angle making a shot impossible. He noticed Mountain Eagle's position was ideal, therefore he called out, "Mountain Eagle, use Armor-piercing Incendiary Bomb to pierce the roots, force them out from behind, anyone nearby with a sniper angle? Prepare for shooting."