Less than ten minutes after Abdul fled, two figures appeared in the direction Song Heping went to the restroom.
The two moved in a coordinated two-person attack formation, one ahead and one behind, flanking left and right.
The "Buntland" pirate forces, who had just set up their defenses, were still in a relaxed state. They did not expect two death stars to slip out of the village surrounded like an iron barrel and quietly infiltrate to the rear, near the site commander Kundi.
Kundi was completely unaware.
He was still using night-vision binoculars to admire the occasional explosions in the village, with "Buntland" ard mbers persistently using rocket launchers to strike any building they could see, slaughtering anyone inside.
Bang bang bang——
Bang bang bang——
The gunshots from the left rear made Kundi break out in a cold sweat.
Because the firing location seed less than two hundred ters away from him.
That area should be where his guards were stationed.
"What's happening!?"
He grabbed the walkie-talkie and started calling.
"What's happening over in the woods?"
Except for the sound of static, there was no response from the walkie-talkie.
Kundi's hair stood on end in the darkness.
"Quick! Mortar fire towards the woods! Bomb them!"
He finally realized sothing was wrong and quickly ducked behind a rock.
This small fishing village attack had "Buntland" pulling out all its resources, including three outdated 60-milliter mortars.
Don't underestimate those.
Elsewhere, they might be worthless.
But in Somalia, they are considered precious.
Nightti dew fell into his neck, and Song Heping suddenly felt his hair standing on end at the back of his neck.
He heard a familiar sound slicing through the air.
"Incoming shelling!!"
He shouted and quickly rolled to the right, jumping into a dirt pit.
Boom——
Boom——
Boom——
Three consecutive explosions.
The blasts detonated thirty ters away.
"These bastards actually have mortars!"
Jiang Feng's shout was shattered by the blast waves.
The toilet Song Heping previously used was hit by a mortar shell, and the pit instantly erupted, sending flying debris of grass and twigs that made up the simple wall burning.
"These guys aren't skilled! Don't give them a chance to correct it! Charge!"
Song Heping figured it out.
The "Buntland" crew's mortar technique was lacking, resulting in an initial shell that deviated over thirty ters.
While the explosions were intimidating, they posed no safety threat.
Now, the defenses set up by the "Buntland" forces had been breached.
Song Heping clearly saw several figures moving near the large rock.
That was the ideal command point.
From the rock's high ground, one could observe the battle within the village nearby.
The commander of these attackers was certainly there.
No ti to hesitate.
Fast combat.
The best way to deal with these disorganized groups.
Song Heping figured it out.
Most "Buntland" forces had already entered the village, leaving few near the command point.
Song Heping and Jiang Feng had already breached the periter. Their task was to imdiately charge towards the rock where only a few n remained and eliminate them.
The two began their assault, using the cover of coconut trees.
Infantry two-man assault tactics are sothing every PLA soldier learns in their first year.
It can be said that any two soldiers can flawlessly coordinate their tactics blindfolded, especially two old veterans who had served in the Special Forces.
Kundi's n were taken by surprise.
Before Abdul left, he had twenty-plus personal guards spread out in a circular defensive line near the large rock, intending to expand the surveillance range to prevent sneak attacks.
As it turned out, their numbers were too few, and the personnel were too low in quality, resulting in Song Heping and Jiang Feng killing several guards on the left flank as soon as they breached the defense.
The remaining guards were completely clueless about what had happened.
They were within two hundred ters of the large rock, and the explosions in the village perfectly masked the gunfire from Song Heping and Jiang Feng on the left flank.
By the ti Kundi attempted to call them with the walkie-talkie, the foolish pirates realized their command post had been hit.
Kundi had no chance to retaliate.
The three remaining personal guards beside him were killed.
When Song Heping appeared like a ghost before him, the man didn't even draw his handgun from his waist before he sat down heavily.
"I surrender..."
He raised his hand imdiately.
But Song Heping answered with bullets.
Bang bang——
Kundi fell against the rock, sliding down slowly along the stone wall.
Song Heping turned to Jiang Feng who had rushed over and said, "Use the rock to deal with those guys in the village."
He pointed at the SR99 sniper rifle on the ground.
"See if it's still usable."
Jiang Feng crouched down, picked it up and examined it, shaking his head, "The scope's broken, you did this?"
Song Heping said, "Then use the machine gun."
Just as he spoke, a mortar shell fell beside the rock.
Boom——
"The mortar position is three hundred ters away, and there are seven firing points nearby."
Song Heping spat out mouthfuls of sand, pressed against the rock's edge, he saw the enemy's mortar position and several muzzle flashes nearby.
Soone was closing in on them.
"It's likely this guy's personal guards, returning to defend."
Suddenly, he stared at the dead Kundi, furrowing his brows.
Besides the two bullet holes from his shots, there were no other injuries on the man.
This guy wasn't the one he had seen through the scope, trying to kill Nura.
Had he fled?
No ti to think.
Song Heping had picked up the M249 light machine gun lying on the ground.
"You'd think these guys weren't connected to Mossad. When did the militants here beco so rich, using M249s."
After speaking, he kneeled against the rock, positioning himself to fire outside continuously.
Bang bang bang——
Bang bang bang——
Bang bang bang——
Three bursts seamlessly completed, Song Heping began changing his firing point, moving to the other side.
Jiang Feng had already switched to the light machine gun.
The two began firing intermittent bursts.
Most of the dozen pirates returning to defend had fallen.
The remaining few were terrified——
They had never seen anyone with such precise aim!
Never seen before!
"Devils!"
Soone dropped their gun, turned, and ran towards the sea.
Their psychological defense had collapsed.
"I'll draw their fire, you go eliminate their mortar position."
"Got it!"
Jiang Feng dropped the light machine gun, switched to the M4A1 assault rifle, and turned, charging back into the woods at full speed.
He was going to flank them.
Of course, "Buntland" pirates wouldn't understand this tactic.
They were still mindlessly firing mortars.
Undeniably, this posed a significant threat to Song Heping.
He could only hide in the rock crevices, avoiding shrapnel from the mortar shells, occasionally firing a series of shots towards the mortar position, informing them he was still there.
Five minutes passed.
Gunfire sounded from the mortar position.
Then, the mortars went silent, no more shells fell.
This indicated Jiang Feng had taken the mortar position.
Song Heping was now without concerns.
He climbed to the rock's summit and set up the machine gun.
He picked up Kundi's binoculars and looked towards the village.
In the village, pirates were using RPGs to bombard the central fuel tank, the gasoline stored for powering the village. An orange fireball rose into the sky, burning the infant clothing hanging on the clothesline to ashes.
The M249 light machine gun's stock pressed heavily against his shoulder as the 5.56mm bullets rained on the village, flipping over the pirates loading rockets.
Blood mist blossod in the bright moonlight, and the air carried a strange at scent. Song Heping slled the mixed taste of salty sea breeze and burning human flesh—— pirates were burning live people.
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