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In the blink of an eye, the road north of the village was engulfed in flames.

The rising fireball turned the night into day, tumbling and rising, jumping up hundreds of meters without extinguishing, looking like a mushroom cloud from a distance.

What did Redon do!?

Wang Dong was dumbfounded, looking at the churning fireball in disbelief.

Judging from the power of the explosion, there was not much explosives planted, but it only ignited other items, most likely gasoline, or other accelerants.

Below the fireball, none of the dozens of armed elements who rushed to the front were spared.

It was lucky to be killed, and those who were not killed were set on fire.

On both sides of the road, dozens of fire-blared camels ran wildly, some towards the villages, others towards the rear militants.

"Dada...... Dadada......"

The militants opened fire first, but not at the villages, but at the camels.

There were also screams, and the blazed camels were howling.

It's just that all kinds of noises were quickly drowned out by the sound of gunfire.

"Dada...... Dadada......"

Soon, the operators on the side of the village also opened fire, also shooting at the camels, apparently not wanting the burning camels to rush over.

"Bang-"

Hearing the gunshots, Wang Dong looked back at the roof of the house to the south, and it was Xie Chuyue who fired the shot.

Because of his better marksmanship, Xie Chuyue's position was a little further back.

It was a fallen and struggling camel that was hit, and the bullet hit the camel's head, ending the beast's suffering.

At this moment, the smoke of gunpowder drifted over, mixed with a disgusting stench.

"It's livestock manure, the kind that's been dried." Luo Qing also smelled it.

Wang Dong nodded and didn't say anything more.

In some remote areas of China, animal manure is not just fertilizer, but also fuel in winter, and villagers here apparently use dried manure as fuel.

Lei Dong is really doing everything.

This violent explosion disintegrated the first attack of the militants.

After a few minutes, the gunfire dissipated.

After killing the galloping camels, the militants retreated.

At the same time, more than two dozen vehicles brought in more militants, apparently to reorganize the offensive.

"Brother Chu, it's time for us to perform."

"Roger."

"Don't worry, count me in."

Hearing this, Wang Dong was slightly stunned and looked at the roof of the house to the west.

Aziz was lying on the roof of the building, with a DF762NZ sniper rifle in front of him, and his movements were very standard, really like a sniper.

Of course, whether he is a sniper or not, Wang Dong does not know.

"Focus on the commanders, the ones who call the shots."

After another admonition, Wang Dong set up a sniper rifle.

"Next to the second pickup truck in the west, the guy wearing an Arab headscarf and AK on his back."

"See."

"The distance is six hundred and six, the wind is west-northerly, and the wind speed is three."

"Bang-"

After Luo Qing reported the shooting parameters, Wang Dong pulled the trigger.

The explosion point was 400 meters away, and the militants retreated more than 200 meters, so the distance must be about 650 meters, and the impact of a deviation of several tens of meters is not large.

As for the influence of the wind, it is basically negligible because the wind speed is not fast.

To put it bluntly, at a range of more than 600 meters, taking into account external factors and not taking into account external factors is only the difference between hitting the forehead and hitting the chin.

Obviously, for a "blackhead bullet" with amazing lethality, hitting any part of the head is the same.

"Bang-"

"Bang-"

Within two seconds, Xie Chuyue and Aziz opened fire one after another.

Three shots, three ringleaders of the militants.

Subsequently, Wang Dong did not let Luo Qing assist again, and entered a state of free fire, that is, aiming at the enemy and firing, whether it was the leader or not.

Xie Chuyue and Aziz are the same, both of them are pouring bullets.

In less than a minute, Wang Dong had exhausted the twenty rounds in the magazine.

At this time, the militants dropped the bodies of more than forty of their companions and began to retreat north.

The second round of the offensive was broken up before it could be organized.

From the time the explosion took place until the militants retreated, it took only fifteen minutes at most, and hundreds of militants were killed, along with dozens of camels.

You must know that this is only the result of the battle of Lei Dong, Wang Dong, Xie Chuyue and Aziz.

If everyone had such efficiency, let alone more than a thousand enemies, even if it was doubled, it would never matter.

"Do you say, are those guys really not afraid of death, or do they simply not know what death is?"

Wang Dong glanced at Luo Qing and re-set up the sniper rifle with the new magazine.

"Sometimes, I just think about ......"

"Brother Chu, Aziz, don't shoot, don't shoot!"

Wang Dong shouted, and Luo Qing hurriedly picked up the binoculars.

More than a dozen people were running towards the village.

They weren't militants, they were half-grown children, the oldest was just over ten years old, the youngest was less than ten years old, and some were not even as tall as a rifle.

In addition, none of the children were armed.

What kind of fame?

Wang Dong held his breath, and Luo Qing also became nervous.

Just because you're not armed doesn't mean you're not a threat.

Perhaps, those children had bombs strapped to them.

What if they rush over, to shoot or not to shoot?

"Mouse?"

"The enemies are all a thousand meters away, and there is no abnormal movement."

"Everyone heard clearly, no one was allowed to shoot without my orders." Wang Dong gave the order again, repeating the previous order to be precise.

Shoot at an enemy with a weapon, and no one will hesitate.

It's just that shooting at unarmed civilians, or underage children, is different.

Luckily, the children ran to the spot where the sniping began, and they didn't move forward.

They did not come to carry out suicide attacks, but to collect weapons and ammunition.

Wang Dong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but he felt very uncomfortable.

If it weren't for them, if it were someone else, those children would have picked up weapons and ammunition?

You know, when those weapons and ammunition return to the militants, they pose a threat again, that is, they are playing with their own lives.

"They're just kids." Luo Qing said.

It wasn't until the last child with the rifle ran away that Wang Dong put down the sniper rifle.

It's just that the enemy didn't give Wang Dong time to sigh.

After Wang Haotian raised the alarm, everyone entered a fighting state.

This time, it was the militants who were killed.

More than 20 vehicles came, and the militants, apparently afraid of snipers, stopped at a distance of 1,500 meters and concentrated their vehicles in front.

This distance is not far, it is just an ordinary civilian vehicle, and the "black-head bullet" can penetrate the body.

The problem was that they were blocked by vehicles, and Wang Dong and they couldn't see the militants hiding behind.

"Brother Dong, the enemy is carrying ammunition from the vehicle, there are several heavy machine guns...... Oh my God, hide it! ”