As soon as the sky brightened, a strange sound woke Wang Dong up. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"What, the enemy is attacking?"

was pushed by Wang Dong, and Luo Qing got up.

Wang Dong shook his head, then pointed to the courtyard outside.

More than a dozen Pakistani special forces, as well as some Saudi special forces, were doing a prayer with a strange sound of chanting played over a loudspeaker.

The three daily prayers are a must for humble believers.

Fortunately, it was only about ten minutes.

After the sun rose completely, Zhao Huang brought over breakfast, and the heated military rations were not too unpalatable, but they were not delicious.

Wang Dong didn't dare to be careless, so he asked Wang Haotian to give an order and prepare for battle after breakfast.

The militants in the north, who also believe in Allah, will attack after the pilgrimage and will never waste precious time.

"I just received a message from Mura that the 'Pterodactyl' 2 has been lifted off and will arrive in three hours."

"It's up to you." Wang Dong patted Wang Haotian on the shoulder a few times.

Wang Haotian nodded and didn't say much.

Last night, after the surprise attack launched by the camel cavalry was broken, the enemy did not attack again, and Wang Dong and the others also took turns to rest for a few hours.

In the second half of the night, Musharraf sent a message that the Saudi Air Force would dispatch a drone after dawn.

It was the "Wing Loong" 2 type, which definitely carried missiles to hit ground targets, but how to do it, Musharraf did not tell Wang Dong.

Subsequently, Wang Haotian contacted Nicholas.

In terms of technical matters, Wang Dong couldn't get involved, so he didn't ask much.

At this time, Xie Chuyue's voice came from the earphones. "Dongzi, you'd better come up and have a look."

"Got it, contact me." After giving Wang Haotian a command, Wang Dong got up and left.

To the north of the village, the dust covered the sky and the sun, as if a sandstorm had blown up.

Not a sandstorm, of course, but dust kicked up by vehicles.

All you can see is more than a dozen vehicles driving side by side in front.

Obscured by the dust and unable to see what was behind it, it was certain that there were more vehicles behind it, just not visible.

Wang Dong picked up the binoculars and carefully observed them for a while.

Behind the dozen or so vehicles that opened the road, there was a crossbar dragging it, and it was the crossbar that swept over the ground, making a cloud of dust.

Obviously, this is not some novel trick.

As early as World War II, Rommel, nicknamed the "Desert Fox", used this method to deceive his opponents and swept almost all of North Africa.

The convoy was still two kilometers away, and it wasn't traveling very fast.

Dragging a crossbar, still driving in the field, can't get up fast.

"Those guys, that's positive."

Luo Qing came to the roof of the building, and she began to change the dressing of several wounded Pakistani special forces below.

"If you're not more active, are you going to spend a few days here?" Wang Dong glanced at Luo Qing and pressed the headset switch, "Madman, hammer, get ready." ”

"It's been ready for a long time."

"Roger."

Redon and Churkin replied one after another.

"Brother Chu, how about we compete in marksmanship?"

"If you lose, don't cry."

Wang Dong rolled his eyes, didn't say much, and took off the DF762NZ sniper rifle that never left him.

"You're humiliating yourself." Luo Qing went to Wang Dong and squatted down and picked up the binoculars.

Wang Dong smiled and set up his sniper rifle.

Losing to Xie Chuyue is not shameful at all.

Besides, this is not a show, but a warning to the militants that they will feel threatened and that they may change their tactics.

"Bang-"

Xie Chuyue fired first, aiming at the off-road vehicle to the east.

"Bang-"

Wang Dong also immediately opened fire, aiming at the one in the west.

Both hit the off-road vehicle, but both hit the body, not the cockpit, and the two vehicles did not stop and continued to drive.

It's more than two thousand meters, which is too far.

Next, the two men fired several more shots each.

It doesn't work, it's basically a waste of bullets.

At a distance of about two kilometres from the village, the cars began to converge towards the middle road, forming denser and raising thicker sand and dust.

Soon, more than a dozen vehicles lined up in an arrow-shaped queue for the attack.

Forced breakthrough?

Wrong!

After lining up, the convoy did not accelerate, but slowed down.

If there is a forced breakthrough, it should be accelerated.

"Brother Chu, aim for the one in the middle!"

"Bang-"

As soon as Wang Dong shouted, Xie Chuyue pulled the trigger and aimed at the pickup truck in the middle.

"Bang-"

After a little adjustment, Wang Dong also pulled the trigger.

"Bang, bang, bang......"

"Bang, bang, bang......"

The two of them did not hesitate and fired all the bullets in the magazine.

Immediately slowed down when it was caught in flames, white smoke rose from the front of the truck, and finally stopped about 1,500 meters from the village.

The vehicles behind also stopped.

And that's the end of it?

Apparently not!

Two militants jumped out of the pickup truck and rushed off the road, while the militants from the other vehicles did not get off.

Immediately after, a monster rushed out of the dust.

No, not a monster.

It's a truck that's been modified beyond recognition!

In front of the truck, a steel plate was placed at an angle of forty-five degrees to cover the cockpit, and a steel plate was welded to the top of the cargo box.

With huge inertia, the truck crashed into the pickup truck in front of it.

Suicide Attack!

There must have been hundreds of kilograms, if not tons, of explosives on the truck.

The steel plate in front must be very thick, and it is still placed at an angle, even if it is a "black-headed bullet", it may not be able to penetrate it, let alone more than a thousand meters.

"Brother Chu, look for an opportunity to kill the driver of the truck."

"Yes."

That being said, but is there a chance?

Blocked by steel plates, Wang Dong and the others couldn't see the cockpit of the truck, but there were steel plates on the cargo box, and the cockpit must have been reinforced with steel plates.

Not to mention that there is no shooting boundary, even if there is, it may not be able to penetrate the steel plate.

Wang Dong didn't say much, and called Luo Qing and Zhang Zilan downstairs, leaving only the Pakistani special forces who assisted on the roof.

When he came downstairs, Wang Dong brought a captured RPG-29 bazooka, Zhang Zilan also brought one, and Luo Qing brought a string of armor-piercing grenades.

To the north of the village, after the truck had rushed five hundred meters, the other vehicles continued on their way.

500 meters is a safe distance?

If so, there was at least a ton of explosives on the truck!

Wang Dong regretted it a little, because in the second half of the night, he did not let Wang Haotian send out a small drone, but asked Zhang Zilan to take a few Pakistani special forces to the north to guard.

In other words, they did not know what the enemy was doing in the second half of the night last night.

It's just that even if you know, what can you do?

After losing hundreds of people, the militants finally realized the problem and found a way to storm it, which must have been to modify the truck overnight.

If that truck were to rush over, not to mention Wang Dong and them, the entire village would be blown up into the sky!