064 Hurry and Move – Part 1

As the vehicle charged forward, Wang Chen realized he had made a simple yet critical mistake.

The spare ammunition for the heavy machine gun was still in the armored vehicle’s auxiliary trailer!

This blunder was utterly foolish! Apparently, the entire Team Zero Eight had been flaunting their heavy machine guns all this time, yet no one had thought to move a couple of boxes of heavy machine gun ammo into the armored vehicle once it stopped, setting up as a fixed gun emplacement!

“No ammo ready for the heavy machine gun! Fire at will!” Wang Chen shouted, leaping off the armored vehicle the moment he spotted the incoming threat. Landing, he rolled forward and sprang up, rushing toward the trailer. Without hesitation, he grabbed the trailer wrench, lifted the cover, and with both hands hoisted a heavy ammo box, tossing it onto the top of the armored vehicle. The box went up, but climbing onto the roof was no easy feat. As soon as he peeked over, bullets slammed into the machine gun’s shield, sparks flying in all directions. Taking advantage of the pause in fire, the enemy convoy had already pushed within two hundred meters of the substation. Given their firepower, though they couldn’t penetrate the armored vehicle’s underside to hit Wang Chen, their suppressive gunfire made it difficult for him to climb back onto the vehicle above the wall.

Wang Chen wasn’t one to get stuck on a single idea, nor was he cowed by a few bullets. He simply grabbed another ammo box from the trailer, strode to the armored vehicle’s rear door, yanked it open, and slipped inside.

Though Wang Chen reacted swiftly, precious seconds had been lost, creating a gap in Team Zero Eight’s suppressive fire. The enemy convoy surged forward, bullets raining down like a torrential storm.

And then, disaster struck.

The leading pickup truck was about to run over a checkpoint sign when a sudden plume of gray smoke erupted from the left front of the vehicle. Though it didn’t hit the truck’s front directly, as the smoke cleared, the pickup was riddled like a sieve. Almost simultaneously, a second and third plume of smoke rose from within the convoy. The explosions weren’t loud, yet eerie: out of seven or eight vehicles, only three caught fire; the rest were immobilized.

Some daring civilians watching from the substation’s windows were puzzled. Was it artillery? The explosions lacked flames and loud noises. Yet the vehicles were clearly damaged. Could there have been landmines planted along the road? But no explosions had occurred as passenger cars passed earlier. Remote-controlled mines?

Wang Chen himself was somewhat baffled. After ruling out several improbable theories, he calmly loaded the heavy machine gun’s ammo boxes, ready to resume suppressive fire as soon as the smoke cleared.

When the smoke finally dissipated, suppressive fire was no longer necessary. Out of the seven or eight vehicles, the closest one was barely thirty meters from the substation’s fence. It had taken a direct hit from the gray smoke—instant flames engulfed and tore it apart. Over the comms, Ma Tian’s excited voice rang out: “Awesome!”

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