Listening to the full temptation in Jiang Chen's tone, Sima Ting hadn't reacted at this time, but Shang Jie next to him had reacted, and Shang Jie, who was also aware of this problem, quickly interjected: "Captain, we know what to do!"

Jiang Chen was not surprised that Shang Jie was able to react, and he nodded and reminded: "It won't be long before the actions of the two of you will be exposed, and they will definitely find ways to take back the mortar position." You two pay a little attention, give yourself enough time to retreat, and if the plan doesn't work, just give up!"

"There is also news that the convoy on the side of Camp 2 is almost here, and after holding out for a few minutes, this group of militants will not be able to jump for long!"

When they said this, Sima Ting and Shang Jie also heard a strong killing intent from Jiang Chen's tone.

In this operation, if it were not for the thorough preparation, if Shang Jie and Sima Ting had not taken the mortar position of this group of militants, otherwise the situation would have been more serious, and the casualties of the support team would have increased dramatically.

Shang Jie and Sima Ting, when they heard that the convoy from Camp No. 2 was about to arrive, their eyes also showed excitement.

Although the battle has so far begun, although the balance of victory seems to have tilted in favor of the Huaxia peacekeeping forces, once the fire support of these two mortars is lost, it will not be long before these militants can organize a new offensive.

Although these two mortars are still under the control of Sima Ting and Shang Jie, once the militants find out about the situation, they are bound to recapture them at all costs.

At that time, with Sima Ting and Shang Jie, it will be impossible to keep these two mortars.

Of course, before the evacuation, even if they can't take it with them, the two will not leave them to these militants.

"Chameleon, what did the captain just tell us to do?"

After cutting off contact with Jiang Chen, Sima Ting, who obviously didn't react at this time, turned his head and asked Shang Jie.

Hearing this, Shang Jie threw aside the empty shell box next to him, and at the same time brought a new box from the pickup truck next to him. Then he said to Sima Ting: "You retract your gaze a little!"

Although he didn't understand what Shang Jie meant, Sima Ting, who saw this, still turned his head, and then quickly understood what Shang Jie meant.

"How did I not think of it!"

Looking at the situation a kilometer or two away, he patted Sima Ting on his head, and there was a taste of chagrin in his tone.

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and get to work, and withdraw when you're done, if we do this, it's estimated that we'll stab the hornet's nest directly!"

As he spoke, Shang Jie kept his eyes on the mortar's sights, and then began to re-select targets for the mortar.

"But we can't be sure of Root's exact location right now?"

Sima Ting, who was also ready to re-select the target, also reminded after thinking of this question.

"Do you see the biggest pickup truck, just aim at it!"

Regarding Sima Ting's doubts, Shang Jie also gave the best explanation at the first time.

Yes, Jiang Chen's big thing just now was to let Shang Jie and Sima Ting use the mortars in their hands to kill Lute, the planner of this plan and the boss of this gang of militants.

Jiang Chen was able to think of this plan entirely because Shang Jie and Sima Ting had successfully blown up the second wave of the militants' attack convoy. At this time, even without the help of the two of them, Jiang Chen and the others would be able to block their attack now, at least if they delayed for a while, they could still do it.

With the intention of capturing the thief and capturing the king first, Jiang Chen believed that as long as Lut could be killed, this group of militants would also be in turmoil.

By that time, Jiang Chen and the others had already succeeded in more than half of their operations this time, and they only needed to wait for the convoy on the side of Camp No. 2 to arrive, and this group of militants would naturally choose to retreat.

Of course, although Jiang Chen planned it this way, as Sima Ting said, even if they relied on telescopes, they couldn't lock the specific location of Lut now because of problems such as line of sight.

You know, after the two groups of attacking militants sent in succession, plus the two so-called motor vehicle fleets, Root still has seven or eight pickup trucks and other cars around him

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There were also dozens of militants gathered around Root.

However, because of Root's huge size, the large pickup truck that this guy is riding in is very conspicuous. Shang Jie also deduced that Root was most likely next to the large pickup truck.

Of course, when the time comes, as long as the location is determined, a round of indiscriminate bombardment will be carried out directly towards that area, and as many shells as possible will be fired. At that time, even if you can't blow up Lut, you can probably be scared to death, and you can also achieve Jiang Chen's predetermined goal.

Under Shang Jie's reminder, Sima Ting, who also thought that this was the best solution, did not hesitate, and re-selected the target of the mortar as quickly as possible.

"Chameleon, they've found us!"

As soon as he was locking on to the target, Sima Ting saw a convoy of militants driving towards him, and his intention was obviously very obvious.

"Leave them alone for now, you play a few rounds first, and if they get close, you help me delay for a while, and I'll play as many rounds as I can, and then we'll retreat!"

Sima Ting also spotted the convoy heading towards this side for the first time, and without any hesitation, he directly stuffed a cannonball into the barrel while speaking.

"Tom!"

As the muzzle of the mortar lit up with a ball of fire, the triggered shell also flew out of the muzzle and flew towards its own target.

"Boom!"

About two or three seconds later, Shang Jie also saw a fireball explode in the middle of the militants' convoy, although it did not hit the big pickup truck, but it was very close.

Seeing this, Shang Jie did not hesitate, and quickly stuffed the second shell into the barrel, and Sima Ting next to him also reacted and did the same thing at the first time.

"Tom!

Soon, two more shells flew out of the muzzles, and in the distance, where the militants were staying, two more flames rose.

Shang Jie and Sima Ting, who didn't think about the life of the barrel at all, sent the shells out of the barrel one by one in the following time, and in just over a minute, the two directly fired dozens of shells, and the few boxes of shells left on the pickup truck were only a little more than one box.

"Raccoon, stop fighting, you collect the remaining shells together, bury a trick mine, and then prepare to retreat!"

Shang Jie, who didn't know how many shells he had fired, glanced at the sea of fire one or two kilometers away, looked at the blazing pickup trucks and other vehicles, and the corners of his mouth also hooked up a shallow arc.

Although the first round of shells did not hit the pickup truck dedicated to Root, with the joint efforts of Shang Jie and Sima Ting, a shell finally lived up to expectations and hit the large pickup truck, directly turning him into a raging fireball.

As for whether it killed Root, although Shang Jie didn't know, but looking at the current situation, even if Root didn't die, it was estimated that he would be angry to death.

Sima Ting, who was also busy firing as many shells as possible just now, raised his head after hearing Shang Jie's words, and glanced at the convoy that would arrive here in a short time.

After receiving Shang Jie's reminder, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly piled all the remaining shells in the same ammunition box.

Pulling out a grenade and a thin wire from his tactical vest, he first tied one end of the thin wire to the safety pin of the grenade, and then pressed the grenade under the ammunition box full of shells.

Finally, Sima Ting, who kicked the mortar to the ground, tied the other end of the string to the metal bracket of the mortar.

Although Sima Ting's deceit can be described as the simplest kind, in this case, it is obviously more than enough to deal with these militants.

Sima Ting, who checked it for the last time, admired his work with great satisfaction, and when he raised his head, he also gave Shang Jie a thumbs up.

"Evacuate!"

Looking at the convoy of militants that had approached 500 meters, with Shang Jie's order, the two people with weapons and equipment hurriedly left here, and then disappeared into the darkness.

A few hundred meters away, Rutter's adjutant, sitting in the co-pilot's seat, his whole heart was cold.

On the orders of the boss, the adjutant took a dozen militants with the intention of retaking the mortar position.

But not long after departure, one shell after another arrived

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With a whistling sound, it smashed behind them, where Root was staying.

After seeing this scene, the adjutant was actually very happy in his heart, because if he hadn't run out now, it was estimated that these shells would also have hit his head.

Of course, although his own boss was bombarded by mortars, the adjutant who knew that turning the head of the car to rescue at this time would not only have no effect, but would also fold himself in, so he was ruthless and asked the convoy to speed up and recapture the mortar as quickly as possible.

This adjutant's idea is obviously very wise, if he wants to solve the current crisis, there is only one way, that is, to recapture the two mortars, if it really doesn't work, then just blow them up, anyway, they can't let them continue to be controlled by the Huaxia peacekeeping forces, and then come to deal with themselves.

However, although the adjutant at this time was very anxious, watching the shells explode in the back, and watching the militants die in the explosion, he still could not reach the destination in the first place, because the mortar position was too far away from them.

At that time, when setting up mortar positions, in order to ensure safety, Rout set up the mortar positions in the back, and at the same time ensure the firing range, the farther away the better.

Eventually, on Root's orders, the four militants who were responsible for operating the mortars finally set up the mortar positions two or three kilometers away from them.

As explained to Rutte, this distance is not only within the range of mortars, but will not be destroyed by the peacekeepers of Huaxia.

In addition, Lut, who firmly believed that the mortar position was very safe, did not send a few men to protect the position, but only sent the four guys who were responsible for controlling the two mortars.

The end result is clear, the self-confident and blind Root only thinks about the front, not the back. He didn't expect at all that before the battle began, the personnel sent by the Huaxia peacekeeping force jumped outside their encirclement.

What happened next, as had already happened, after discovering the mortar position, the personnel of the Huaxia peacekeeping force who jumped out easily lost their position, then turned around and smashed the shell on Root's head.

The most aggrieved thing for the adjutant was that because the position was set too far, even if it was a car, it would take a few minutes to get there at the fastest speed.

In the process, the adjutant watched as shells whistled over his head and then smashed into the crowd, causing violent explosions again and again.

There is no need to count at all, the adjutant knows that in just one or two minutes, because of these two mortars, his side has already paid a huge price.

What's more, now he doesn't know at all whether his boss is dead or alive now.

However, the hard work paid off, and after some efforts, the convoy finally approached the mortar position on the hillside, and the adjutant, who was impulsive, directly let the pickup truck rush up the hillside and rush to the mortar position.

But by the time they arrived, the Chinese peacekeepers had long since disappeared, and the four militants in charge of controlling the mortars had fallen in a pool of blood and two mortars to the ground.

And next to the two mortars, boxes of empty shells were piled up.

"Boss, there are no more shells in the car!"

Just as the adjutant was bleeding in his heart, one of the militants who had inspected the pickup truck walked up to the adjutant and reported the incident that made him almost vomit blood.

"Immediately readjust the target and hit all the shells on the heads of the militants of the Huaxia Kingdom!"

Looking at the only twenty or thirty shells piled up in front of him, as well as the dozen or so empty shell boxes next to him, the adjutant, who finally couldn't hold back and didn't vomit blood, said with anger on his face.

Before leaving, considering that the subordinates who originally operated the mortars had died in the hands of the Huaxia peacekeeping forces, the adjutant specially brought a few more subordinates who could operate mortars.

After hearing this order, the militant did not dare to hesitate, he quickly waved his hand, and immediately several militants surrounded him, and then helped up the mortar that had fallen to the ground, ready to put the mortar up again.

"Ding!"

However, when one of the militants picked up the tripod, it seemed that something was involved, and then a crisp, somewhat familiar voice rang out.

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