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" armed members 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 seemed less than two hundred meters 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 something was wrong and quickly ducked behind a rock.
This small fishing village attack had "Buntland" pulling out all its resources, including three outdated 60-millimeter mortars.
Don't underestimate those.
Elsewhere, they might be worthless.
But in Somalia, they are considered precious.
Nighttime 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 meters 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 meters.
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 time 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 perimeter. Their task was to immediately charge towards the rock where only a few men remained and eliminate them.
The two began their assault, using the cover of coconut trees.
Infantry two-man assault tactics are something every PLA soldier learns in their first year.