In front of the two armed pickups, the leader of the armed men, wearing a red hat, put down his binoculars with satisfaction.

Because he had already seen his troops enter the village.

Actually, this was completely unexpected.

Those guys who came back earlier said that a few armed personnel had arrived in the village, clearly very professional military personnel, and a few guns turned nearly a platoon of soldiers into a mess.

From morning till now, ever since a few soldiers from his company came here to demand food and killed a few villagers, resulting in a firefight, he had lost over a dozen men.

This aroused the leader's interest.

According to previous intelligence, only Koma Village was around here, and there were no northern government troops active here.

Since the western line was breached yesterday, the northern troops had continued to retreat north, and the front line had completely collapsed.

While he was on the eastern line.

The situation here was completely different because it was close to Ethiopia. Both sides tried to avoid getting too close to the border during the firefight; after all, gunfire does not have eyes, and if a shell accidentally flew into a neighboring country and triggered military action, it would not be worth it.

Thus, this was the area with the smallest intensity of firefight on the entire front line.

Yet he had lost over a dozen men here.

He could not accept this outcome.

Now seeing his subordinates easily enter the village, the leader named Wendi felt deceived by his subordinates.

Maybe those useless subordinates of his got overwhelmed by the villagers and bragged about having professional military personnel in Koma Village to avoid reprimand...

"When I go back, I'll definitely kill that kid, Lea! What professional military personnel, didn't see a single one, it's all... "

Before finishing his sentence, several subordinates who had been listening to him vent his anger suddenly saw their company commander's head burst open like a ripe watermelon hit hard by a hammer, splattering red and white on several people.

No one screamed.

But everyone started to scatter and run.

Rat-a-tat-tat——

Next, the machine gunners were killed.

The two machine gunners were still enjoying their powerful fire output, watching the dilapidated wooden houses broken by their bullets, humming tunes, but suddenly bullets flew from behind, sending them straight to meet God.

Bang bang bang——

Rat-a-tat-tat——

Gunfire erupted everywhere.

The armed men retaliated.

But the scene was too chaotic; no one was commanding.

Fired a few shots, they couldn't fathom where the enemy was.

The company commander was dead.

The machine gunners were dead.

A couple of experienced veterans tried to grab the two Desheka heavy machine guns.

Just as they climbed up the truck bed, they were shot down, becoming bodies still warm.

Less than a minute.

Over half of the armed men originally surrounding the pickups were dead or wounded, and among the remainder, someone suddenly got up and ran, shouting loudly, "We are being ambushed by the government army"!

Bullshit government army.

Looking at these armed men crumbling at a touch.

Song Heping couldn't help but recall a rumor.

It was said that a black man who performed poorly at the Stone Institute went back to Africa and transformed into a backbone of the military, sweeping through neighboring countries with his troops.

He always thought it was exaggerated.

Seeing is believing.

Now Song Heping understood.

Even graduates who had undergone half-year training as prospective squad leaders could easily become regimental or brigade commanders here.

Just this combat will.

Song Heping and Jiang Feng quickly searched near the pickups, swiftly finishing off all the armed men who were still breathing, then both were dumbfounded.

"All ran away?"

Jiang Feng looked at the armed men still running in the distance, without understanding their behavior with normal military thinking.

However, he quickly found a means to punish these guys—jumped on the truck, operated the 12.7 caliber Desheka heavy machine gun, aimed the gun at the fleeing men, and fired several long bursts.

Rat-a-ta-ta-ta-ta——

The large caliber warheads intercepted and broke those armed men running together, not even knowing how to alternate fire for cover during retreat.

Some even had their legs separated from their bodies, running a few steps before their bodies fell to the ground...

"You loop from the left, I'll loop from the right."

Song Heping, not wasting time here, got Nura into the pickup, himself jumping into the truck bed, checked the machine gun and ammunition, then patted the cabin: "Quick! Loop from the right!"

Minutes later, a bizarre scene appeared around Koma Village—

Song Heping and Jiang Feng stood in the truck bed, firing madly at the armed men scattered around the village from two hundred meters away.

The strong firepower stunned those armed men holding only AK47s and FAL old-style automatic rifles.

No superior was found on the intercom.

Couldn't fight back effectively.

Over a hundred men were like over a hundred wrongly medicated sheep, driven around by the two armed pickups.

In the end, all were wiped out.

The barrels of the Desheka heavy machine guns on the pickups faintly red, emitting wisps of smoke.

Inside Koma Village.

"Carpenter" Danny had thought he would die here today.

Two fists are no match for four hands.

Dozens of rebels poured in from all directions of the village.

He alone couldn't hold off with one gun.

Eventually, he found himself trapped at the village entrance's water tower, relying on the only cement building for temporary safety.

Looking through the water tower's observation port into the village, Danny saw the rebels enter the church.

He saw the devout and stubborn Father Jose walk out of the church door, trying to block the armed men with open arms, only to be turned into a sieve by rain of bullets—in the face of barbarism and force, even God is powerless.

Just as he was painfully helpless, the gunfire abruptly ceased.

Quickly, he realized this wasn't a trap by the armed men.

Because he saw the armed men beginning to withdraw from the village, each running faster than a rabbit, seeming so panic-stricken, as if suddenly chased by a monster in the village.

Minutes later, after confirming no ambush, Danny carefully descended the water tower.

Chaos was everywhere in the village.

Many houses were leveled by large caliber machine guns.

Every place the armed men passed, they threw flames to ignite houses.

The villagers' houses were originally made of branches coated with mud, catching fire, turning into barbecue grills.

Corpses scattered everywhere...

Of men.

Of women.

Of children...

Most armed men were teenagers.

But these guys were more bloodthirsty than any adults.

Rushing back to the church, suddenly saw a shadow ahead flash.

Gun!

Danny glimpsed the weapon in the other's hand, quickly raised his gun to aim at the opponent.

"Carpenter!"

The opponent first called out his profession.

"It's us!"

Danny focused his eyes.

It was one of the two Chinese, the one named Jiang Feng or something.

Looking at the person emerging from the corner house behind Jiang Feng.

He recognized him as Song Heping.

He knew this person was definitely from the Special Forces.

Also knew that Song Heping saw through his background but both silently agreed not to reveal each other's identity.

"Poor old Father Jose..."

Danny kneeled on one knee in front of Father Jose, drawing a cross on his chest.

Song Heping passed him, leaving a comment: "Believe less in God; he can't help you."

Saying so, he walked into the church.

Just entering, a flash of cold suddenly swung from the doorway, aiming at Song Heping's neck.

Song Heping instinctively moved back, dodged, pulled the gun, aimed—

"Maria?"

Seeing the attacker was, Song Heping lowered his gun.

Dr. Maria now looked quite disheveled, her clothes ripped, showing her white shoulder and bra, eyes full of terror, clutching a scalpel...

"Relax... the armed men have been killed..."

Song Heping holstered his gun, slowly approaching Maria.

"Give me the knife, it's sharp, careful not to cut yourself..."

He had to be cautious.

Maria's emotions were unstable.

Clink——

The scalpel fell.

Maria threw herself into Song Heping's arms, crying uncontrollably.

Nura just entered and saw this scene, her gaze falling on the disheveled Maria, feeling an unfounded sourness in her heart.

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