"We are from I5I5..."
Sudani was very honest.
After all, that gun pointed at him was indeed terrifying.
"People from I5I5?"
Song Heping imdiately felt that sothing was wrong.
"What are you doing here?"
"I don't know, but our boss ordered us to co here and kill everyone..."
"Kill everyone?"
"Yes..."
Song Heping thought to himself that this was very much in line with I5I5's style.
They don't care what you believe in; as long as you're not part of them, not one of them, there's just one word for you—kill.
To such maggots, Song Heping could only feel disgust.
It's not that he hadn't killed people before.
But he absolutely looked down upon and detested organizations like I5I5 that didn't spare even won and children and killed just for the sake of killing.
Thud—
Song Heping pulled the trigger.
Sudani's head burst open, and he was dead.
There was no need to keep one's word with such people.
What's more, he had not promised him anything.
"Why did you kill him?"
Disaster Star at his side was quite surprised.
"We didn't even find out why they ca here."
"Disaster Star, a pawn like him wouldn't know about these things; they just follow orders. Moreover, there's more than one I5I5 mber in the village, their leader must be inside the village."
"Song, there are 5 people approaching your position, less than a hundred ters away."
Hunter's warning ca through the earpiece.
He occupied a high ground on the dirt hillock outside the village; with him there, it was like having a pair of eyes fixed on the enemies' movents inside the village.
"Hunter, where are most of their people currently?"
"There are a few to the north of the village, exact number unclear, 5 are closing in on you, and there are suddenly a lot of people in the central clearing of the village, along with so live captives, they seem to be interrogating."
"Interrogating?"
Song Heping pondered briefly then promptly replied, "Okay, act as you see fit. Leave these 5 to us; if sothing unexpected happens, block the majority of enemies in the village clearing, don't let them get close."
"Understood."
After ending the communication, Song Heping turned to everyone and said: "Spread out, find cover, set up an ambush in the yard. We strike together when they co over, my gunshots will signal the start. Rember, don't make a noise, kill them all, no survivors this ti."
"Got it!"
Disaster Star was excited to hear there would be no survivors.
Everyone turned and left the house to take cover around it, while Song Heping took the won and children back inside and had them hide again in the cellar, reminding them not to co out no matter what noises they heard.
The 5 mbers of the I5I5 had no idea Grim Reaper was already waiting for them ahead.
They were sent by the boss to find Sudani and the others.
"Sudani! You lazy slug, are you slacking off again? How long has it been, isn't the search finished yet?!"
The terrorist leader, obviously of higher rank than Sudani, started berating before he even arrived.
When he reached the front of the house, he noticed the surroundings were eerily quiet, not like there were people around.
"Huh? Shouldn't they be right around here?"
The guy turned back to consult with his companions.
"The boss did tell them to co here, right? I'm not misrembering, am I?"
He wasn't rembering it wrong.
This was the first row of houses at the entrance of the village.
Previously when they entered the village, the I5I5 group of several dozen n had charged directly into the village in pickup trucks, leaving only a few to seal the entrance.
After completing the massacre in the center of the village, the team leader seed unsure about the periter, so he had Sudani and a few others, who were originally stationed at the village entrance, enter to search the houses near the entrance, ensuring no survivors were left.
"Sudani!"
The leading terrorist, holding an AKM assault rifle, walked to the front of the house and shouted inside.
"Where are you?!"
After shouting several tis with no response,
"Damn it, the bastard!"
He had no choice but to enter and look for himself.
Once he entered the house, it took a long ti before he erged.
The four outside waited for a while and then started to feel sothing was off.
"Why hasn't Sanji co out yet?"
"Right, seems like it's been five minutes now..."
"Did sothing happen?"
"Let's go, have a look inside."
Thus, the four people approached the house, two guarding the entrance, two entering.
A very standard search formation for clearing rooms.
This wasn't so much about their professionalism, but rather that they had done this far too often.
Constant illness leads to good dicine; it was all experience.
Less than five seconds after the two had entered the room.
The Hunter, more than two hundred ters away, heard the instructions from Song Heping through the headset.
"Action."
He decisively pulled the trigger.
The man guarding on the right side of the door banged against the wall, slid down slowly against it, and left a bloodstain on the wall.
The other man was yawning when suddenly he noticed his comrade had been shot and collapsed.
But the sound of the gunshot was quite subdued; he had no idea where it had co from.
What he actually heard wasn't the sound of the Hunter's gunshot, but rather the whizzing of the Warhead and the explosive sound it made when it hit the skull.
Old soldiers know that one can hear a sharp whizzing sound when a bullet flies close by the body or over the head, but from a distance, this sound is not audible.
Before he could pick up his own assault rifle, the Hunter sent him another bullet. Zou Ji
The two who entered slled the thick scent of blood in the air as soon as they crossed the threshold.
Their vigilance instantly surged, nerves tense, guns raised.
Hiding inside the room, Song Heping saw all of this through the crack in the door. Dealing with two ard terrorists wasn't difficult, but ensuring they didn't make a sound or fire a single shot in a split second required so skill.
He issued instructions to the Hunter in the faintest voice possible, which the bone-conduction headset could convert into clear speech even at a low volu.
In less than two seconds, the sound of bodies hitting the ground ca from outside the door.
The two inside were startled and quickly turned to head towards the entrance.
At that mont, Song Heping had already flashed out from the inner room, his P226 firing twice in succession, executing a perfect stealth assault.
Thump—
Thump—
The two terrorists, still unclear about what had happened, slumped to the ground, passing away without even exhaling their last breath to et their Maker.
The Disaster Star and others lurking around the courtyard imdiately appeared and quickly dragged the bodies from the door into the house.
"We're heading to the head of the village now. Jiang Feng, you take Collins and Klein in a team to the left flank. Disaster Star, you and I will take a team to the right flank. Both teams will advance simultaneously. Hunter, you lead the way and provide us with advance warnings."
"Received!"
"Received!"
The five n in the village quickly split into two teams, enveloping the village center from the left and right flanks.
Although few in number, the five were equipped from head to toe with active US Army gear, no less than any Special Forces.
Pure MK18s, along with the M249 Paratrooper version carried by Disaster Star.
The opposing side, although nurous, presud to be over thirty.
But Song Heping still had confidence in eliminating them.
"Song, there are two people at 10 o'clock ahead of you, they seem to be periter sentries..."
"Understood."
"Jiang, two people have appeared at your three o'clock, they just ca out of a house and are walking towards the village clearing, moving in sync with your direction."
"Understood..."
Tap—
Tap—
Tap—
Under the distant guidance of the Hunter, the two teams advanced very smoothly.
Along the way, they eliminated six periter terrorists.
Finally, both teams arrived at the predetermined positions without incident.
There was an open space in the center of the village.
Most villages have such square-like areas for gatherings, activities, or feasts to be held.
At the mont, there were a total of twenty-two I5I5 ard militants in the central open space of the village.
These n were standing in different positions.
Professionally speaking, their positions had virtually no defensive value.
But in their view, with the place in darkness and located in a remote northwestern area, who would co here to wage battle against them at night?
Complacency kills.
What they didn't know was that two tactical teams had already appeared, unperceived by them, behind different houses surrounding the space, eyeing them like tigers stalking their prey, with every pair of eyes filled with murderous intent.
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