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But it was these seven men who beat Boss Huang\'s men to a humiliating retreat.

Within less than two minutes, one of Boss Huang\'s brothers had died, and a young man who had just escaped death was also killed.

This was a silencing squad; despite being all black, their combat capabilities and equipment were surprisingly elite, Joe Ga now had an even more terrifying suspicion...

Swiveling his gun toward the target described by Karman, Joe Ga found a guy hiding inside a civilian house with a high-end camera set up on a windowsill, its lens constantly aimed in Boss Huang\'s direction.

Unable to see the man\'s body, Joe Ga aimed at the guy\'s arm, and with a loud bang, shot through the bottom edge of the window sill, hitting the \'photographer\'s\' forearm.

Separated by 700 meters, he couldn\'t hear the man\'s screams, but Joe Ga knew that without help, the guy certainly couldn\'t escape.

Just as Joe Ga tried to swivel his gun to continue searching for targets, a bullet whistled past and hit the mound of earth in front of Nis.

But the girl seemed unfazed, quickly determined the bullet\'s trajectory, and then pulled the trigger...

With a loud "bang," Joe Ga saw through his scope that a mud-brick house in the village had a hole blown through it, and a man holding a sniper rifle fell forward, collapsing onto the road.

Watching the man drag his mangled intestines a few meters before he completely stopped breathing, Joe Ga glanced at Nis who was murmuring her prayers, nodded in admiration, and began searching for his own target.

Following the gruesome death of that sniper, it quieted down in the village.

No one dared to show their heads, nor did anyone dare to move rashly.

As Joe Ga pondered how to break the deadlock, Boss Huang\'s phone rang, but this time it was not Boss Huang speaking, but Dorian.

"Hey, Hu Lang, I have my current boss pinned down, I can go snatch that truck-mounted machine gun to suppress them, giving Boss Huang time to retreat. Can you cover my flank?"

Joe Ga set the phone on speaker on the ground in front of him, looked carefully through the scope to check Boss Huang\'s vehicles\' position, and the position of the opposition\'s truck-mounted machine gun; half a minute later, he nodded, "I\'ll cover you, let Boss Huang and his men go first."

Squeezed between two military trucks, Dorian handed the phone back to Boss Huang and said, "Crawl along the ground to the front; those two pickup trucks shouldn\'t be too damaged. I\'ll cover you and buy you some time to retreat."

With that, Dorian handed Boss Huang an account number and said earnestly, "If you survive, you must deposit the remaining 50,000 US dollars into this account."

Boss Huang looked at Dorian\'s serious expression, nodded solemnly, and said, "Don\'t worry, as long as I live, I\'ll settle the account; if I die, my son will pay."

Speaking, Boss Huang began to loudly direct his men to crawl under the trucks, even remembering to take two bodies with them.

Once they were nearly in place, Dorian took a deep breath, pulled out a cross from his chest and kissed it fervently, made a devout sign of the cross on his chest, then darted out like a cheetah...

The moment Dorian dashed out, several bullets hit the truck behind him, causing a crackling explosion.

Dorian sprinted headlong for about fifteen meters and, in the moment he neared the pickup, leaped like a fish and dove into the truck bed. Ignoring the large lump that had formed on his head from the impact, he stood up, steadied the machine gun, turned the barrel, and began firing while loudly shouting, "Go now–"

Boss Huang\'s basic organizational skills came into play as he and a few boys threw the corpses onto the pickup truck, then the ten of them split between the two pickups and started sprinting north, planning to bypass the battlefield and enter the desert to evade pursuit.

The sacrifice Dorian made to provide cover had its effect, as the few enemies who could attack the pickup were suppressed.

Just as two gunners appeared on his flank aiming to kill him, two bullets found them; one had his head blown apart, and the other took a hit to the chest, his entire head and half his shoulder were blasted off, flying into the air.

The ten-man extermination squad was now reduced to only four.

The moment Dorian emptied his belt of ammunition, he tumbled and scrambled out of the pickup and awkwardly darted into the gap between the two trucks, picking up his AK74, determined not to stick his head out again.

As Joe Ga was considering whether to have Karman make a detour to enter the village and pincer the remaining four, the Jindawei clients who had left a while ago suddenly came back.

What\'s more, they clearly knew the location of Joe Ga and his team. A truck carrying more than twenty militiamen stopped 300 meters away from them, and then those militiamen began to shoot as they charged, with several guys shouldering RPGs and firing a few rounds toward Joe Ga and his team.

The smoky blasts from the RPGs hindered Joe Ga\'s vision. He shouted to Nis at his side, "Change your position and block them from behind, I\'ll handle these guys with Dragon Gecko."

Nis didn\'t hesitate and crawled a few meters backward, then got up, gripping the heavy TAC-50, and ran towards the south side to cut them off.

There wasn\'t an ideal field of fire there either, but if the remaining four wanted to run south, they would have to bet against Nis\'s marksmanship.

Through the swirling dust, Joe Ga saw the twenty-plus militiamen break into his minefield. He turned to Karman with a laugh, "Didn\'t you want to feel the power of \'Broad Sword\'? Let\'s start, three, two, one, press–"

Following Joe Ga\'s cry, both men pressed down on eight remote detonation buttons simultaneously.

Because the dust was so thick, they couldn\'t see clearly but only heard a succession of explosions before the ground below the mound became a hell of flesh and blood.

The reason a directional mine is called \'Broad Sword\' is because it sweeps across the front like a giant sword when it explodes.

The MON-50 explosion creates an absolute kill zone in a fan shape. This directional mine has a kill radius of just 50 meters, but the design of its internal fragmentation matrix is so malevolent that anyone caught in it would be in excruciating pain.

The militiamen had the misfortune of stepping into the minefield, a fate no one could withstand.

After the massive explosion, only a few surviving militiamen were left clutching their tattered bodies, wailing in despair. No other sounds could be heard.

Karman, who had detonated a directional mine for the first time, took a deep breath of the gunpowder-laden air. As the dust began to settle, he stood up and slid down the slope, walking amid the mangled corpses, finishing off the survivors.

Joe Ga didn\'t bother with Karman as the remaining enemies only had assault rifles, and at such a distance, they couldn\'t hit a thing.

Instead, he began to worry, wondering if he should go down there and directly engage the enemy in the village.

Because this standoff was no solution and if they called for more militiamen as reinforcement, he would have no directional mines to use.

As Joe Ga hesitated, Karman leapt into the militiamen\'s truck, dragged down two RPG-7s, then spoke into the communicator with a hoarse voice, "Boss, I\'m going to flank them and push them out. You guys make sure to block their escape route."