The 120-mm mortar, which had been pulled over, was reoriented for the third time.

But this time there were more people taking care of it, Joga carefully adjusted the position of the mortar like a toy, and Dorian took out his mobile phone and tapped it a few times to recalculate the pitch angle of the mortar.

While the two were busy, Carman was carefully disassembling the fuses of the 10-round mortar shells.

The old guy was still a little reluctant to give up the arms in the backyard of the inn, and he himself was full of bad feelings for the karts.

So in line with the concept that he can't get it and won't let the karts get it, the old guy wants to blow up a wave of karts and destroy those weapons at the same time.

Antar continued to monitor the site of the inn, while Nice aimed his ATC-50 at the street near the inn.

The condescending straight-line distance of 1450 meters, with the blessing of the night vision goggles, even at night, this distance is still within the range of Nice.

Joga and their preparations, the door of the inn was already full of people.

More than a dozen armed pickup trucks surrounded the hotel, and the heavy machine guns mounted on the pickup trucks and the Karting militia carrying RPGs made Joga sweat a little.

If this is really a chase with them on the road, it is really not certain who will suffer.

Because of the distance, Joga could only faintly hear the movement of the inn, and just when he raised his binoculars a little impatiently to check it, Antar suddenly said: "There are big people appearing, three cars, eight bodyguards, they are coming out of the 'manor'."

Joga felt that he raised his binoculars and looked over, and he was indeed a 'big man'.

The core building of the 'manor' next door is only 200 meters away from the inn in a straight line, and even if you detour from the gate, the distance will not add up to more than 400 meters.

But the 'big man' had to come by car, and he was unlucky enough to be stuck in the periphery, and his bodyguards got out of the car and scolded and kicked and beat several pickup trucks to the side, which allowed the 'big man' to get close to the hotel gate.

Joga was furious when he saw the 'big man' who was obviously fatter than the locals, standing at the door of the inn, and he didn't care who that guy was, he blocked his ears without headset protection with one hand, and said loudly to Dorian and Carman, "Fire!"

Dorian, with a cannonball in his hand, was the first to stuff the cannonball into the barrel......

"Bang~" A dull explosion sounded!

Carman didn't wait for Dorian's cannonball to hit the ground, so he shoved the cannonball in his hand again.

"Bang~" was another muffled sound.

Dorian looked at Carman, who still wanted to fire a cannon, he stopped helplessly and said: "School cannon, we have to correct the trajectory of the cannonball, don't mess around, listen to my command."

As Dorian spoke, two 120mm mortars exploded in the south of the inn's entrance, causing the Karkarts around the site to let out a terrible roar, and the explosion woke up the entire town.

Dorian crouched on the ground and grasped the base of the mortar and deflected it at a slight angle, then shouted loudly: "Shells, shells......"

This time, Kaman held a 15-kilogram shell in one hand, quickly filled the shells into the muzzle in succession, and then fired the remaining six shells at once.

It was the first time Joga had seen a mortar fired, and the power of a 120-millimeter anti-personnel blast grenade broke out in a cold sweat on his back.

The instructions said that the killing radius was 30 meters, but Choga observed that the power of the shells exploding on narrow streets was far greater than he thought.

When a barrage of shells landed near the inn, it was a sea of smoke and fire, and the situation inside was no longer visible, but Joga did not think that there were any living people in that area.

He was now very glad that he had taken Antar to the mine, and if it weren't for her, when he was driving the helicopter and preparing to take off, he would be hit by such a powerful cannonball, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

Carman seemed very satisfied that the shells he fired could cause such a scene, and Joga looked at the old man's eyes as he looked at the mortar, and he decisively packed up his things and shouted at Dorian, "Destroy the mortar."

Joga then began to lean over to help Ness pack up his sniper rifle, and when he was done, he took the lead in retreating in the direction of the truck, and beckoned to a pity Kaman, "This thing is worthless, I don't want to carry it home."

When Dorian heard that Kaman still had such a plan, he decisively took out a grenade, threw the grenade into the barrel when several people ran more than ten meters, and then quickly followed the team.

After the "bang", Dorian was very gentlemanly and wanted to help Antar with something, but Antar gently but firmly refused.

When he tried to help Nice, he was stopped by Carman and stuffed two black suitcases into his hands.

Dorian was a little upset and wanted to complain, but when he saw Carman's dim eyes, the leather hood closed his mouth very much.

Most people would only think that Carman was a thin old black man, but Dorian saw death in Carman's inhumane eyes, he had seen similar characters, and knew how terrible a guy like them was!

The team was again led by Kaman, and after ten minutes of running on the grassland, Joga and the others waded through a river with only shallow water and returned to the truck.

On this day, Joga was indeed a little tired, and after getting into the car, he sat in the passenger seat and began to close his eyes and recuperate.

Instead of going back to the mine, he was going to call Serim to pick him up by plane, but this depended on Kaman's ability, and he first needed to find a suitable ground in the grassland for the small plane to land.

Carman never disappointed Joga, and the old man drove around the grassland for nearly two hours, then stopped the car and motioned for everyone to camp and rest.

Joga, as the boss, took off the obstructive tactical vest and body armor on his body and fell asleep first.

Kaman wanted to take on the task of keeping vigil, but Antar came forward and said that he could.

Kaman is the kind of person who doesn't talk much, he looked into Antar's eyes and hesitated for a moment, then turned around and got into the cab and closed his eyes with his arms folded.

It was not easy to gain Kaman's trust, and Antar, who knew that he was accepted, had a smile on his face, and after pulling out the PPQ pistol and loading it, he leaned on the inside of the truck, looking at the endless starry sky above his head and didn't know what he was thinking.

Nice had been holding G29 with her eyes closed, looking at Antar's appearance, she suddenly whispered: "It's going to be okay, everything is going to be okay!"

Everyone should shine where they are good at!"