753 Team Ace's Unwillingness

The battle went on for a bit with both sides constantly giving each other fatal damages.

For this competition, they had to target the enemy's vital points.

And even when they sent bullets towards non-vital places like their arms and legs, they still needed to shoot the bastards over and over again.

Because in real life, someone could still survive from any gun wound on their arms.

So they could keep shooting other places until it was estimated that the target died from excess loss of blood or something.

At the moment, even though both sides were losing, Pengo knew that if this continued, then they would be wiped out.

So the best thing to do was to fall back and retreat.

It might sound cowardly, but it was way better to live to fight another day... or in this case, another hour.

After all, their primary objective had always been to infiltrate the Black Scorpio Brigade.

But who would've known that they would be ambushed and lose more than 90% of their men here?

No!

He had to escape with those alive immediately.

Firstly, they had to contact their base and relay the situation to them.

They might be asked to retreat or advance with a new infiltration plan in mind.

Nonetheless, staying here was only delaying their motion and killing them off at the same time.

With that in mind, Pengo strategically shot the enemies while making his way towards each teammate who was still alive.

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"Eve, smoke bombs."

"Roger that sir!"

"Tessa, lead everyone to the back!"

"Got it, Captain!"

With everyone aware of the plan, Pengo quickly gave Eve and Teresa the signal.

'Poof!'

Over 12 smoke bombs were thrown out all at once by Eve and some other soldiers.

The entire black became a cloud of thick mist, which was perfect for their escape.

But they had to hurry up because since this was done outdoors, the smoke would clear up faster than usual.

The enemy which was now immersed in smoke first took cover, just in case Pengo and the rest planned to kill them since they knew their positions.

"Hahahahahahahahaha!"

Scully who was hiding behind a tree laughed sheepishly.

They escaped!

But how could he let them get away?

Unlike Pengo, his team wasn't tasked with infiltration.

Nope!

He was here to take care of other teams who might possibly be on their way to infiltrate his base.

And even though Pengo was his best friend, these were times of war buddy.

So friendship could wait.

As soon as he realized that they planned to escape, he immediately called all air force teams to see which one was close by.

"Air Force B1, do you see them?"

"Wait a moment.

Damn!

They almost had me fooled right now.

If not for their mistake right now, I wouldn't have been able to tell that they were there.

They're headed towards 6 0'Clock."

"Got it.

Thanks!

Just keep pretending as if you didn't notice them while keeping an eye on them.

The team and I will be there shortly."

"No problem Team Ace.

I'll keep you updated if anything changes.

Over and out."

Scully laughed when he thought of how angry Pengo would be if he still showed up before him again.

It almost felt like he was targeting Pengo.

And judging from his friend's temper, it would be a miracle if he wasn't punched in the face after this competition.

More importantly, did this mean that he won't be getting that free meal that Pengo promised 2 days ago?

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The smoke finally cleared out and Scully and the rest of the team who were still alive gathered in secret.

After all, some enemy air force might be flying over them.

So they had to be careful.

As for the dead, they removed their helmets and took out the red scarfs in their pockets.

Each soldier was given 3 scarves which were supposed to be worn around their heads and arms once dead.

From there, they would go back to their bases silently.

They could retire in the dormitories, continue their training and do whatever they wanted, but they had to wear these scarves until the end of the competition.

Again, they couldn't alert or inform their comrades or those in the base about what they saw.

So even if they were in their base and saw several enemies sneaking in, they couldn't do anything about it.

Scully and those alive gathered around and quickly came up with a new plan before attacking Pengo.

But unbeknownst to them, they still had more enemies lurking in the dark.

Wayne's eyes narrowed dangerously while laying low in the tall grass.

Previously, both enemy teams had been moving in from the 4 and 7 0'Clock positions.

So they just backed away from the scene towards the 1 0'clock position and watched.

Some of them had been in the thick bushy trees, while others chose the ground instead.

And like a tiger hunting its prey, the moment the smoke bombs were released, Wayne and a few others had moved in stealthily.

Now, they were just waiting for the right time to act.

They moved closer, silently brought out their weapons and aimed at their targets.

'Bang! Bang! Bang!'

What?

Scully was in a daze when he realized that he had been shot at the back of his neck twice.

"You're dead." Said a mysterious voice.

Who?

Scully turned around instantly and came face to face with Wayne who was playfully strolling in with his team.

His eyes opened wide in shock at the sheer number of people walking towards him.

These people have been here all this time?

F***!

Even though he was dead, he was truly unwilling.

If Pengo saw this, he would undoubtedly thank the braver hero who killed him off.

Thank you brother, thank you!

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Wayne wasted no time after killing off Scully and his team.

With that, they had to leave as soon as possible.

With that, they were off!

But the money they left, Air Force B1 contacted Scully.

"Come in Team Ace, come in!

New update on the enemy.

Come in Team Ace!"

Scully looked at his Walkie Talkie helplessly.

How could he reply when he was dead?

He truly felt unwilling to die like this.

The enemy had taken him down without him killing off anyone from the enemy's side.

Wasn't this just too shameful?

Everyone one of Scully's men felt the same way.

One minute they had escaped death, and the next all their hopes had been killed off.

So how could they be willing?

If they were truly dead they knew that their souls would've turned into ghosts right now and hunt the living daylight out of Wayne and the rest of those Black Scorpio bastards.

How hateful!

"Team Ace, come in Team Ace!

Team Ace!

Team Ace.

Sigh... it couldn't be that you all have been killed off right?"

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