143: Chapter 143 Who is the hunter? Who is the prey?

The star that exploded in the sky was an electromagnetic pulse bomb. It possessed no lethality itself; its only effect was to cause all electronic devices within a certain area to malfunction, or even be destroyed!

The next moment, all the electronic devices carried by Li Mo and his team were completely fried.

"Damn it! I bought this phone for ten thousand!"

Xu Feng pulled a completely fried phone from his pocket, his face full of helplessness.

From this moment on, this vast million-square-kilometer primitive jungle truly became a primitive zone, and no modern equipment had any use anymore.

Of course, this was the same for the Black Earth Tribe's army. So, before they launched the electromagnetic pulse bomb, they had already left all the weapons and high-tech equipment they were carrying outside the jungle.

General Gemu's goal was simple. He firmly believed that his army of one hundred thousand could easily annihilate the mere few thousand soldiers of the Vanguard Battalion. Thus, he had also disabled his own means of communication, wanting to engage in the most primitive jungle combat with the Vanguard Battalion!

It could be said that for the people of the Vanguard Battalion, being found meant only one word: Die!

This was a pure game of cat and mouse.

That was why Zheng Jiahao said General Gemu was too overconfident, because an army of one hundred thousand must have had a corresponding number of communication devices distributed. Even if they couldn't equip every unit, their advantage was still far more significant than the Vanguard Battalion's.

Perhaps General Gemu mistakenly believed that the Vanguard Battalion could communicate with each other, which was why he used such a risky strategy.

However, he was lifting a rock only to drop it on his own feet. Originally, Li Mo had no advantage. Once these electromagnetic pulse bombs were deployed, both sides' modern equipment were destroyed, but Li Mo actually still possessed the most primitive means of communication.

It was just that this communication method was one-way; Li Mo's orders could be issued, but the other units' feedback could not be reported back.

But this was already an incredible advantage.

Li Mo immediately called for Ant Man and said to him: "Ant Man, immediately disperse all your ants. For any unit in the forest, you must use your ants to relay my orders to them!"

Ant Man was a tall and thin young man. Seeing the battalion commander issue an order, Ant Man did not hesitate at all and replied: "Please speak."

"Right! First, inform them of the enemy's current tactics, then have all the small squads in the forest seek out other squads. We need to consolidate our forces; we must expand to at least about one hundred people per unit to have a chance of dealing with the enemy's forces!"

"Additionally, tell them to persist with guerrilla tactics. As much as possible, adopt a 'reconnaissance first, ambush later' strategy against the enemy units. If you can't win, run; don't be ashamed. The enemy has an army of one hundred thousand, and our mission is to stall them!"

"Understood!"

Ant Man agreed without any hesitation.

In reality, Ant Man's ants had long since spread throughout this entire million-square-kilometer forest area; he was also someone with deep foresight.

Therefore, these dispersed ants delivered Li Mo's orders to the nearest units immediately; this process didn't even take ten minutes.

All units immediately sought out the nearest comrades nearby. Before long, following Li Mo's orders, they merged into companies of about one hundred people each and lay in ambush throughout the forest, waiting for the enemy's arrival!

General Gemu thought that an army of one hundred thousand would frighten the Vanguard Battalion into chaos, allowing him to annihilate them one by one. He never imagined that Li Mo and the others were actually resting and gathering their strength, waiting for them to arrive.

General Gemu considered himself the cat, the hunter! Little did he know that Li Mo was the true hunter!

"Boss, should we find people to regroup with?" Xu Feng was filled with excitement.

After all, this was a war of five thousand against one hundred thousand, something unprecedented in the entire history of the New Calendar.

Whether we can win or not, even if we die, we will be remembered for eternity!

The lives of the people of Daxia are all spent in pursuit of some tragic finale, especially for soldiers.

Li Mo shook his head: "No need. We are the enemy's primary target; the fewer people, the better! Even if the army of one hundred thousand breaks into smaller units, a single squad will still exceed one hundred people. As the primary target, we must maintain maximum mobility! Let's go, hide, set traps, and wait for them to come to us!"

Because General Gemu also implemented the tactic of breaking into smaller units, their mobility also increased, and the army of one hundred thousand quickly penetrated deep into the jungle.

And before Li Mo and the others, a unit of The Military composed of the Black Earth Tribe appeared.

This unit had about five hundred people. Everyone was equipped with combat armor and fine weapons; they were well-trained and had determined expressions.

Li Mo looked at this group of people and softly said: "It seems our luck isn't very good; this is an elite enemy unit!"

"Boss, should we fight?"

"Fight! Anyway, they will discover us sooner or later, so we might as well! But we'll wait until they enter our trap before we attack!"

Li Mo's traps were actually all very simple. One of the Black Earth Tribe soldiers in the unit suddenly stepped into empty air, and immediately fell into a pit, his legs directly pierced by sharp blades.

"Ahhh!" This soldier immediately let out a scream like a slaughtered pig.

The commander looked at him with a face full of disdain and said coldly: "What are you screaming for? It's just a stab wound, it's not going to kill you! Can't you even handle this little injury?"

The commander looked at the pit at his feet and smiled contemptuously: "What kind of antique is this? Would a trap like this be useful against martial artists? I really don't know what the enemy commander is thinking."

At this moment, the commander struck with his palm, and the trap below was immediately blasted to pieces.

However, what no one expected was that after the commander broke the trap, underneath it was actually a spring.

A large amount of water gushed out like a pillar, instantly soaking everyone through to the bone. Not only that, the entire ground nearby was instantly covered by accumulated water, forming a pool about a few centimeters deep.

And this was actually Li Mo's true trap.

He had originally planned to break the underground spring himself, but he hadn't expected the enemy to give him a helping hand.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Li Mo's aura changed; the next moment, streaks of purple lightning began to flicker in the jungle.

Seeing this purple lightning, the Black Earth Tribe's commander also guessed what Li Mo wanted to do and immediately roared: "Quick! Get out of this place!"

Unfortunately, his reaction was still a bit too slow, and Li Mo would not give them a chance.

Immediately after, Li Mo's Primal World-Purifying Thunder struck into the water. Based on the property that water conducts electricity, the Primal World-Purifying Thunder quickly gave all the enemy troops submerged in the water a purifying baptism.

Anyone below the fourth grade of the Blood Transformation Realm was almost instantly blasted into ashes!