In the jungle sky near the Sue border, a white-painted Mi-171 helicopter with the letters "UN" printed on its fuselage hovered over the treetops and suspended above an open area near the water.
Soon, ropes dropped from the cabin, and shadows slid down like ink dripped along threads to the ground.
After the last person landed, the helicopter abandoned the ropes, dipped its nose, and quickly began to rise, disappearing into the distant night sky like a thief fleeing after a successful break-in.
The wild grass on the ground, blown askew by the rotors, finally cald down. Captain Charles made several tactical hand signals to his team.
Two vanguard soldiers imdiately led the way, entering the jungle to conduct search and alert.
Charles took out his GPS device, quickly marked his location on it, and then entered it into the electronic map of his military PDA.
"Release the Big Crow."
With his command, two drone operators swiftly opened their equipnt bags, took out the components of the "Big Crow" drone, and started quick installation and calibration.
Five minutes later, the "Big Crow" drone was fully calibrated, and a team mber forcefully launched it into the sky.
The "Big Crow" drone shook a few tis, and flew westward in the direction where Song Heping and his group might co from.
The footage was quickly transmitted to the PDA.
"Call Colonel Damar."
During the drone's search, Charles began to contact Damar.
"I'm near Duoduo Village!"
Damar's tone sounded extrely unpleasant.
"Damn it! Cars can't move here at all. My people have walked for four hours and moved only ten kiloters!"
"Your speed is like a bunch of won!"
Upon hearing Damar's report, Captain Charles glanced at the electronic map and quickly found the location of Duoduo Village.
The village is to the north of the Machar Swamp jungle, while Charles is currently to the south.
According to Charles's speculation, Song Heping would likely choose the more comfortable route through the Machar Swamp.
After all, he is leading many villagers. They are not soldiers and cannot traverse the harsh northern swamp area. They should choose the southern route, where there are more jungles and fewer swamps, making it very suitable for personnel passage.
Therefore, he had Colonel Damar lead most of his troops through the northern swamp area to ambush Song Heping at the border.
While he himself took the southern route.
To get ahead of Song Heping, Charles used his connections to dispatch a UN helicopter.
It is not easy to dispatch such a helicopter.
After all, due to the nature of the UN, it is not allowed to intervene in local military operations.
Fortunately, Charles's operation was a secret mission, not connected to any regular army, nor to the political situation between North and South Sudan. It was purely a chase for Song Heping. Therefore, providing them with a helicopter for transportation did not pose significant risk.
"SIR! We've spotted them! They are only eight kiloters away from us."
The drone controller quickly reported.
He was right!
Song Heping and the villagers were indeed taking the southern route!
Charles couldn't help but feel proud.
After all, his military skills were indeed top-notch.
Confirming the position of Song Heping, Charles felt that continuing the conversation with Damar was no longer aningful.
"Colonel, they have appeared in the southern area. Move your n towards at the fastest speed."
"Move towards you?!"
Damar nearly scread.
"I'm at Duoduo Village! A swamp separates us, how do you expect to move towards you? Cross the swamp?"
"That's your problem as a commander, not mine." Charles held the upper hand at this mont. He warned Damar coldly, "Colonel, don't forget our agreent. The UN and African Union will soon diate this conflict. If you want to gain more benefits after the conflict, you must rely on our support. If you fail to cooperate with my command in this operation, our agreent can be canceled at any ti."
The threat was naked.
An aggressive character like Damar would have shot the person on the spot for talking to him like that under normal circumstances.
But in front of Charles, he dared not unleash his fury.
It wasn't Charles he feared, but the people behind him.
"Fine! I'll figure sothing out!"
Seeing Damar's attitude was sowhat agreeable, Charles gave him an idea: "Head north now. Approximately five kiloters north of Duoduo Village is a road. Have your people drive the convoy there. They can mobilize on the southern line along that road. Your n only need to run five kiloters to reach that makeshift road, then use vehicles to get here quickly. Got it?"
"Got it!"
Colonel Damar nearly roared in response to Charles.
"Alright, I've notified Damar's n to co over." Charles pressed the encrypted communicator and issued a command: "The prey is moving towards the Southwest canyon. I estimate they want to pass through the canyon to avoid the swamp and reach the border. Have the Raven team imdiately deploy at the interception point and set up sniper positions."
"Roger, SIR."
Two snipers put down their assault rifles, took off their large backpacks, and quickly assembled PGM Ultima Ratio sniper rifles from inside.
PGM Ultima Ratio Hecate II is a large-caliber precision sniper rifle that uses competition-grade ammunition, with dispersion kept within 0.5 MOA.
Soon, the sniper team finished assembling, shouldered the heavy snipers, and sprinted towards the designated sniper location.
"Spread out, set up the ambush positions!"
With Charles's command, all the elite assault team mbers of the "Satan" brigade quickly hurried to the ambush point, disappearing into the darkness.
Song Heping felt the team's speed had significantly improved.
Once they crossed the canyon, they just needed to travel twenty more kiloters to reach the border.
At the current pace, they should reach the border by noon tomorrow.
"We're very close to the border. Everyone hurry up! No rest! Let's rush to the border. Once you reach Ethiopia, you'll be completely safe..."
Turning around, he saw a pregnant woman holding a child, struggling to climb the slope. Instinctively, he bent down to help her.
Pa—
As Song Heping bent down to help the pregnant woman, he felt sothing scrape past his back.
The distinctive sll of gunpowder carried by the warhead perated Song Heping's sensitive nose.
The head of a middle-aged villager behind him burst suddenly like a water skin, spraying blood-mixed water onto Song Heping's face.
"Sniper!"
Song Heping rolled forward, diving into the dirt slope.
The sound of another bullet arrived as expected. As he cradled the pregnant woman and rolled into the riverbed hollow, the second bullet smashed the head of a water-carrying donkey into pieces.
"Damn! It's an anti-materiel sniper rifle! Spread out!"
His shout was drowned by the third bullet's piercing whine.
The left arm of a twelve-year-old boy, Tuan, broke like a dry twig, the severed limb flying over the heads of stunned refugees.
"It's a 12.7 caliber."
Jiang Feng looked at the white steam rising from Tuan's severed limb and scread in shock, "They're at ten o'clock!"
Song Heping pulled Tuan over, tore open the first aid kit, scattered hemostatic powder like salt on the boy's wound.
Familiar M249 light machine gun fire ca from a distance, bullets raining down like droplets around them, causing blood splatters on the villagers huddled together, killing over ten people instantly.
"Lead the n to Devil's Rock!"
Song Heping and Jiang Feng simultaneously threw flares to interfere with the enemy's infrared thermal sight.
"Hurry! This won't last long!"
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