Gunshots rang out, and the crowd was thrown into chaos.

However, the crowd did not stop, let alone retreat, and under the leadership of a few radicals in front, the crowd continued to advance towards the airport.

"Brother Dong!"

Hearing Wang Haotian's reminder, Wang Dong glanced at the computer screen.

Behind the crowd, hundreds of enemies dressed in IDF uniforms were spreading out on both flanks, some of them with heavy machine guns.

At this time, the first B777 was already taxiing on the runway and would soon be in the air.

As long as the commander of the Holy City Force was not too stupid, he would definitely have thought that Wang Dong and they had dragged for several hours before the first passenger plane took off, and there must have been more than one.

Within minutes, all other airliners will take to the air.

If the Quds Force wants to do something, they have to hurry.

Outside, the crowd was already pouring through the airport gates towards the terminal.

There is no way to abandon the airport gate and retreat to the terminal, because Wang Dong only has a few hundred people in his hands, and the airport gate is not suitable for defense at all.

It's okay to block civilians, but it's not so easy to deal with the Quds Force.

Quite simply, there was only one sentry box at the airport gate, and there were no strong fortifications at all.

It didn't take long for the crowd to arrive in the plaza outside the terminal.

"Madman, it's your turn!"

"Roger."

"Boom, boom, boom......"

As Lei Dong moved, the bombs planted on the avenue outside the terminal were detonated one after another, blocking the crowd that was pouring in from the square.

It's just that no civilians came into the blast range.

Prior to this, Lei Dong and his operatives deployed a line of defense on the avenue outside the terminal using vehicles from the airport, mainly passengers' personal vehicles.

Remote-controlled bombs were mounted on these vehicles.

After the detonation, most of the vehicles burst into flames.

For civilians, such a dense explosion and the fire caused by the explosion had enough of a shocking effect to stop the vast majority of civilians.

"Man's wife!"

"Roger."

With Wang Dong's order, hundreds of operatives led by Zhang Zilan rushed out and began to fire at the civilians gathered in the square.

Instead of firearms, tear gas launchers were used.

The operatives were all on the third floor of the terminal, and they were so commanding that they could send tear gas canisters hundreds of meters away, enough to cover the entire square.

Attacked by tear gas, the situation in the square became even more chaotic.

These tear gas canisters were not brought by Wang Dong and them, and before they came to Iraq, they did not think of using tear gas, all of them came from the security forces at the airport.

Although the airport guards had long since fled, they did not take the stored tear gas with them.

In fact, tear gas was prepared for similar incidents.

The crowd began to break up, and some of the civilians who had come to their senses began to retreat, even those who were not sober enough.

The square is so big that no one can run over it in one go.

Also, this is a final warning.

If anyone continues to move towards the terminal, it is certainly not a civilian.

Real civilians would never go on after such a clear warning.

Obviously, even if the Quds Force were to find a way to regroup the scattered civilians, it would take a lot of time, I am afraid it would take several hours.

Do they have that much time?

By this time, the sun had set near the horizon and the sky had changed.

Half an hour later, the night will fall.

Not to mention how many civilians are willing to stay in the suburbs at night, it is impossible to organize civilians to launch an attack at night.

Civilians are civilians anyway.

In less than ten minutes, there was no one in the square.

It's just that the Quds Force did not immediately attack.

What are they waiting for?

"Brother Dong."

Hearing the greeting, Wang Dong walked back.

Glancing at the computer screen, Wang Dong understood.

Outside the airport, hundreds of people, including the officers and soldiers of the Quds Force, knelt on the ground, bowing to the west, and their every move was serious.

Evening Prayer!

A fierce battle is imminent, and you are still in the mood to pray?

This is the Middle East, though.

"Let's have something to eat, it's going to be lively tonight."

Wang Haotian nodded and contacted Xie Chuyue and the others.

At this time, the last B777 had already flown out of Wang Dong's field of vision.

The eight passenger planes have all taken off smoothly, but whether they can fly to their destination or not is not something that Wang Dong can decide.

When Luo Qing brought the food over, Wang Haotian reported the route arrangement to the International Civil Aviation Administration, that is, the flight plan of eight B777s.

The eight B777s will then be routed to the Civil Aviation Administration of the countries they are passing through.

The Iranian authorities dared to allow the Quds Force to come to Iraq to cause trouble, but they did not necessarily dare to deal with the flights that had already been filed, and firing at civilians was the most serious war crime.

Moreover, Iran is not strong enough to run amok.

As for the Iraqi Air Force, it was already paralyzed after the military coup, and Iraq did not have decent anti-aircraft weapons.

Without a direct order from above, the fighter pilots of the Iraqi Air Force would certainly not have fired at civilian airliners.

Of course, these are not issues that Wang Dong should consider.

As night falls, the outside of the airport comes alive again.

The civilians had fled, and instead of reorganizing and regrouping, the Quds Force had just killed them, because there wasn't much time left for them.

Wang Dong did not stay in the command center, but went to the roof with a rifle.

The enemy has already surrounded the terminal, just a few hundred meters away, and the small rotary-wing drone without relying on Wang Haotian can see it clearly.

Outside the gate of the airfield, there were at least a few hundred enemies, almost the strength of a battalion.

Although night had fallen, the enemy had set up several high-powered searchlights.

"Brother Chu, knock down those searchlights."

"Roger."

A few seconds later, the enemy's searchlights went out one after another.

Wang Dong did not hear the gunshots, indicating that Xie Chuyue had installed a muffler on the sniper rifle.

At night, the biggest advantage of using a silencer is not to suppress the sound of gunfire, but to eliminate the muzzle flash, making it impossible for the enemy to determine the location of the sniper.

"Listen, put on the mufflers."

Wang Dong immediately thought of this and started to install a muffler on the DF8SMG.

Although the muffler will reduce the muzzle velocity of the bullet, shorten the firing range, and reduce the penetration performance, it will not have a great impact on the DF8SMG.

Within a few hundred meters, the DF8SMG with a muffler installed still has enough power.

Subsequently, Wang Dong activated the low-light sight installed on the DF8SMG.

Although there is a low-light night vision device on the helmet, it is more convenient to use the low-light sight on the firearm when shooting.

Outside the airfield, the enemy has already begun to move.

The first sortie of the enemy was not many, only three squads, less than ten men each.

What do you want to do?

Scouts for sure.

The previous explosion made the enemy worried, so scouts were dispatched first, and only after finding out the situation would a large force be dispatched.

Apparently, the enemy thinks too much.