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——
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——
Rat-a-ta-ta-ta-ta——