Ten attack squads had arrived at their designated buildings according to the map, just waiting for Song Heping's order to begin the attack.
"Squad 1 in position..."
"Squad 2 in position..."
"Squad 3 in position..."
...
Song Heping had also reached the headquarters of the Salafi Organization, which was beside that courtyard.
Behind Song Heping were Samir and another local Illigo Mercenary.
He turned and signaled to Samir to circle around to the other end of the yard.
Samir left with his orders, obeying them.
Song Heping peeked around the corner towards the entrance of the courtyard.
Sure enough, he saw a sentry.
He could also hear voices coming from inside the courtyard.
It seemed that some people were not asleep.
All the attack squads were in position, and the only concern now was that some squads lacked core members to lead them. It was uncertain whether they could kill a large number of enemies in the shortest possible time. If the enemy were to counter-attack from the houses, it could lead to a stalemate.
But there was no time to consider that.
These people were staying inside the buildings, like fish and shrimp hiding in their holes; just block the exits and it would suffice.
Song Heping's order to everyone was, if they could not enter the buildings to throw grenades and kill the sleeping enemies, then they should secure the exits of the buildings.
Most of the buildings here were one-story, and if one person guarded the front gate and another the back, the enemies would have a hard time escaping.
As for the squads that failed to subdue the enemies quickly, they were to hold their ground and send out a call for help so that nearby squads that had completed their tasks could come to support them.
There was no time to delay, Song Heping knew that if the delay continued, the leaders inside their headquarters would definitely become suspicious.
After all, the sentries must have noticed the convoy coming in and must have notified the people inside. If they saw no sign of the convoy's arrival for too long, it would raise suspicions.
The operation had to commence immediately.
Without any formal order to act, Song Heping's command to everyone was, the sound of gunfire meant the beginning of the operation.
The gunfire was the command.
Song Heping raised his MK18 assault rifle, without the silencer, and fired a burst at the sentry guarding the entrance of the headquarters' courtyard.
Pop-pop—
At the sound of his gunfire, a cascade of gunfire erupted from all around the town, in every direction.
It was as if it were New Year's Eve in his childhood, when at the stroke of midnight, every household, as if by silent agreement, set off firecrackers all together.
The leaders in the courtyard who were talking were instantly bewildered by the gunfire.
Gunfire?
Just outside the courtyard gate?
In less than three seconds of hesitation, the main leader swiftly removed his rifle from his shoulder, held it in his hands, and reached to toggle the safety off.
The subordinate leader was doing the same.
But Song Heping was faster, having already reached the courtyard entrance, and riddled the two men with bullets.
Pop-pop-pop—
Pop-pop-pop—
At that moment, Samir also rushed into the courtyard.
"You take the left, I'll take the right!"
Song Heping directly took out a hand grenade, rushed to the door of the building on the right, pulled the pin, and threw it inside the house.
After throwing one, he quickly threw another.
Just as the second one was thrown inside, an armed fighter, not properly dressed, rushed out of the house.
Song Heping didn't have time to use his rifle, so he pulled out his handgun and fired a shot into the man's temple.
The armed fighter hadn't even fully grasped what was happening before he fell at the entrance.
Armed fighters were pouring out where Samir was as well.
He was following Song Heping's example, preparing to throw a second grenade.
Before it could be thrown, people had already emerged.
Luckily, he had another Illigo Mercenary by his side, holding an AKM, guarding the place.
The mercenary sprayed bullets at the people coming out, turning the two who had rushed out into sieves.
Boom—
Boom—