Hearing the reminder from Li Yifeng in the headset, the rescue team members who were originally leaning on the bed suddenly felt agitated and sleepy.

Yigulu got up from the ground, climbed into bed with an AKM, leaned on the window, and followed the direction of Li Yifeng's finger, Luo Hao really saw five armed men with AK-47 automatic rifles in their hands, who were slowly walking towards the direction of Xiaolou from the end of the street.

These armed men are not so much armed men, but more accurately child soldiers! Because the oldest of them is only fifteen or sixteen years old! AK-47 automatic rifle in their hands, how weird it looks.

I had just seen the genocide a day ago, but I didn't expect to see the child soldiers, the Boy Scouts, so soon. These child soldiers in front of them are the fate of the children who survived the genocide.

The child soldiers were dressed in a nondescript manner, led by the oldest of them, shirtless, with several strings of ornaments around his neck, and a pair of six-colored jungle camouflage pants that had been torn from the corpse of an unknown government soldier.

The other four baby soldiers, some wearing rain boots on their feet, some wearing girls' skirts, the most striking is a child soldier carrying an old-fashioned tape recorder in the eighties and nineties of the last century, which almost every household in China has. The child soldier was only eleven or twelve years old at most, but there was a ferocity in his eyes that was seriously inconsistent with his real age.

"Do you need to kill them?" Li Yifeng's eyes were close to the sniper scope, his fingers pulled the trigger, and asked Luo Hao next to him.

Although they are still just children, if they are still of school age in China, Li Yifeng does not have any sympathy for these child soldiers. Robbery, murder, rape, these crimes that were originally in the adult world, Li Yifeng believes that these child soldiers have done no less.

And Hu San next to Li Yifeng also entered the shooting state, as long as Luo Hao gave the order to attack, the two M110 sniper rifles in the window would fire at the same time, and they would not even need ten seconds to kill the five child soldiers on the street below, and they would not even have a chance to resist.

"No, let them go as long as they don't enter the small building. Let's not get into this extra trouble before we get into Dastlo. Luo Hao shook his head and calmly ordered.

Although only five child soldiers appeared in front of him, Luo Hao didn't dare to guarantee that there were no other armed men following behind them.

Some armed groups use child soldiers as spearheads to scout, while others follow behind. These baby soldiers, who are exploring the way in front as spearheads, are cannon fodder to put it bluntly, even if they die the armed men who follow them, they will not cause any losses.

Hearing Luo Hao's words, Li Yifeng let go of the fingers that had already pressed down the trigger. However, his fingers were still lightly pressed on the trigger, and his eyes were on the sniper scope, monitoring the five child soldiers on the street.

Five child soldiers armed with AK automatic rifles, singing out of tune so that the rescue team could not understand what it meant, slowly moved along the street.

When these child soldiers passed by the small building, perhaps they had some doubts about the small building with the curtains closed, and the child soldier with the tape recorder behind him couldn't help but stop and look at the small building.

And just when the child soldier was about to step forward to check it, the child soldier wearing camouflage pants at the head yelled at the other party in a commanding tone, making the child soldier with the tape recorder on his back give up his intention to enter the small building and continue to move forward with the team.

Not long after the five child soldiers who acted as spearheads left, the sound of car engines was heard on the street, and two pickup trucks were speeding in the direction where the child soldiers had just come.

The two pickup trucks were not only full of people in the compartment and body, but also one on each side of the car, and the preliminary estimate was that there were thirty or forty people. The militants were dressed in different attire, and there were no obvious markings on their cars, so it was impossible to tell what kind of armed group they were.

Li Yifeng and Hu San at the window immediately gasped when they saw this formation. If the five child soldiers had really been shot just now, I am afraid that they would not even have time to clean up the scene, and they would have encountered these militants.

Although the equipment of these militants is relatively backward, they have a wealth of experience in actual combat, and if they encounter it, it will be a big trouble.

The two pickup trucks moved forward quickly, the militants on the trucks screaming and the AK automatic rifles in their hands firing aimlessly into the air.

A string of bullets flew towards the window where Luo Hao, Li Yifeng, and Hu San were, and the three of them hurriedly hugged the guns and shrank their bodies against the wall to dodge.

The bullet interrupted the curtain at Li Yifeng and Luo Hao's location, flew into the bedroom, hit the ceiling, and knocked down several pieces of wall skin.

In Africa, this phenomenon is common. These armed groups cannot afford to buy food or medicine, but they use AK rifles indiscriminately, firing dollar-by-dollar bullets.

"Just leave one on the guard at the window, the fox and the fox take turns to monitor, and the others hurry up and rest."

After the pickup truck was completely far away, Luo Hao put away his gun and gave orders to Hu San and Li Yifeng at the window. Although these militants will not turn back after passing here, the necessary vigilance must be maintained.

Along the way, it has always been Luo Hao who is giving orders, although Zhu Zhiyang's military rank and age are more suitable than Luo Hao to be the commander of the operation, but he has never spoken, allowing Luo Hao to give orders to the rescue team members.

Because when Zhao Guobang issued this combat mission to Zhu Zhiyang, he briefly mentioned at the end, "Luo Hao is a general, if you can, give him a chance." ”

Zhu Zhiyang gave Luo Hao a chance, and in the later operations, he would continue to let Luo Hao be the commander of the operation, and only when Luo Hao issued an order and made a serious mistake, Zhu Zhiyang would speak. Zhu Zhiyang really wants to see how far this young kid can go now.

Hu San and Li Yifeng carried out the orders issued by Luo Hao in an orderly manner until nightfall. When it was completely dark, the rescue team quietly left the building and set off for Dastrom. Each member of the rescue team wears a night vision device on their heads, like a ghost in the night, quickly moving towards the note and the coordinates of the support convergence.

The distance between the town where the rescue team was lurking and Dustro was not far, and at Luo Hao's current speed, they could reach it in four hours at most.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, the rescue team successfully entered Dastlo. Dastrow's city's power system was severely damaged, and the streetlights on both sides of the street were almost completely out of order, leaving them dimly lit.

On the note, the coordinates recorded for the convergence with the support were a five-story hotel.