The sea breeze gently blew through the steel jungle, slowly fading away with a soft rustle, and the occasional sounds that popped out stirred Zhang Jie's heartstrings.
The night was very quiet.
Zhang Jie was also adjusting his breathing, letting his heart rate gradually decrease, as a too-fast heart rate would affect his performance, whether in Shooting stability or judgment of the situation.
His hands, holding the glock 34, were crossed over his chest; his posture was poised, ready to launch an attack or defense at any moment.
At this moment, he still had a slight regret: he had forgotten to procure a batch of flashbangs to keep in the car, otherwise, the flashbangs could have provided considerable tactical support.
But there weren't that many 'what ifs'.
Soon, Zhang Jie heard sounds—the rustling of tactical gear and the clinking of firearms.
Don't think that these tactical squads move without a sound; that's unrealistic. They will always expose a little sound, however slight, but in this quiet port, it sounded exceptionally loud.
Zhang Jie's breathing was very light, but his vigilance was fully heightened.
The sounds told him that at least one squad was very close. He cocked his ear, and the faint sounds of tactical boots on the ground were enough to determine that this was a three-person tactical squad.
Currently, with only 3 people, he still had a glimmer of hope.
However, the two Hummer H2s were carrying more than just three people, which meant these individuals had split into teams, beginning to search the port in three-person formations to find his location.
It also proved that his tactics and strategy were correct.
Using this steel jungle of containers to block drone detection and interfere with drone infrared scanning was a good move.
The scene shifted to the squad outside.
Leading this squad was Matthew, holding an HK416A5 with a holographic sight and a 2x magnifier dual optic. His eyes were vigilantly scanning the environment ahead, and his muzzle followed his gaze.
To his right was David, holding an M4A1 rifle, also with a dual optic setup.
To his right was Thomas, carrying an EF88 rifle equipped with an Elcan SpecterDR 1-4x optical sight.
The three men each covered a direction, constantly moving forward, complementing each other's blind spots.
And at this moment, Zhang Jie was behind the container to their left, separated by just one container.
Zhang Jie's back was pressed tightly against the corrugated steel plate of the forty-foot container, the glock 34's slide maintaining a precise 1-centimeter gap from the container's rust.
This distance avoided metal friction sounds and allowed for quick turns.
Thirty meters away, three pairs of tactical boots pressed against the concrete ground in alternating rhythms. Just as the two sides were about to pass each other, Zhang Jie heard a faint buzzing sound.
Damn it!
Zhang Jie knew his whereabouts were about to be exposed. At that moment, directly above Zhang Jie, a pitch-black drone was hovering, its camera slowly rotating, and it quickly turned to the position where Zhang Jie was hiding.
"Three o'clock position, vent."
The squad leader's voice was transmitted within the team via bone-conduction headphones.
The squad suddenly spread out. Once the opponent's position was confirmed, it was easier to act, especially since they were only one container away.
Matthew made a gesture, and Thomas, to his right, immediately broke away from the team to flank and attack.
He and David would attack from the front. The separated footsteps made Zhang Jie realize the danger.
This professional squad was not like the group encountered in the abandoned factory in Chicago. With his position exposed, it was not advisable to stay here long.
Damn drone!
Without thinking, he immediately ran towards the container cluster on the left. Running now offered a slim chance of survival; any later, and it might be too late, as the opponents had an 'overwatch' view.
Bang bang bang!
Clang clang clang!
Indeed, as Zhang Jie flashed and dodged into another container cluster, gunshots rang out behind him, and bullets sparked off nearby, almost wounding him.
Danger!
The shots came from Thomas, who had flanked from behind, followed closely by Matthew and David. But by then, Zhang Jie had already hidden in another container.
The three reunited individuals were extremely cautious.
They maintained a three-person perspective and did not rush to attack, knowing that the rest of the squad would arrive very soon.
But being skilled and bold, they naturally wouldn't just wait foolishly in this spot; they began to advance tentatively.
This particular location happened to be an area where two containers were stacked, and the very top was also covered by a container, forming an inverted U-shaped structure.
There were too many stacked containers, some still with cargo, which effectively blocked infrared scanning detection.
Zhang Jie, who had flashed into this spot, immediately climbed onto the top of the container, creating an elevated angle for himself. Of course, this was also very dangerous.
But he was gambling, gambling that the opponents wouldn't see him, and also gambling that they would think he wouldn't dare to climb to a high place.
Relatively speaking, he was still at a disadvantage, as the opponents were fully armed and equipped with night vision, while he could only rely on the port's lights.
Zhang Jie, who had climbed onto the second-story container, held his breath and began a tactical peek.
This position should be their blind spot, but if they looked up, it would be troublesome.
Soon, Zhang Jie saw the three-person tactical squad approaching.
At this time, their gaze was still fixed on the ground, cautiously searching.
Zhang Jie's eyes quickly scanned their equipment, and he swiftly formulated an optimal plan.
The two sides were not far apart, and the opponents were within his Shooting range. Zhang Jie did not hesitate, directly raised his Pistol, aimed at David below, and fired 3 shots.
Biubiubiu!!!
Zhang Jie knew very well that with the opponents fully armed, their helmets were clearly high-strength bulletproof, and their chest armor, back armor, and bulletproof shin guards on their thighs were positions that his Pistol would find difficult to penetrate. Therefore, he could only take a risky move.
He noticed that although the opponents' equipment was complete, some armor pieces were not installed to prevent excessive protection from hindering their movement.
So Zhang Jie's primary target was the outside of David's thigh, near the knee. Three shots were fired simultaneously at the same spot, with almost no significant deviation.
"Ah! F*ck!"
Intense pain instantly transmitted to David's brain. He knew he had been hit, so he immediately looked up in the direction the bullets came from.
"Up there!"
Almost simultaneously with David being hit, the Massacre Squad's reaction was astonishingly fast. Matthew and Thomas had already raised their firearms and were sweeping in Zhang Jie's direction.
Fortunately, Zhang Jie was not greedy for credit. After firing three shots, he immediately retreated to avoid excessive exposure, and at the same time, he began to change position.
Indeed, they were not comparable to those amateur teams; the professional quality of this squad was astonishing. Even David, after being hit, did not immediately clutch his thigh but endured the pain to sweep fire in Zhang Jie's direction.
His precise judgment and tolerance for pain were simply unmatched by ordinary people.
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