The night in the desert was particularly quiet...

Kindweke's camp was located near an abandoned oil well in the central part of Darfur.

There was a water well here, as well as some work sheds left behind by workers decades ago.

The main building of the camp was a two-story row of small buildings, with a relatively new independent brick building on the east side and an independent warehouse on the west side.

Joja turned off the vehicle's headlights and approached Kindweke's camp without being noticed, even at a distance of 500 meters.

After adjusting the direction of the pickup truck, Joja and Kaman together loaded all the 80mm rockets into the rocket launcher, as instructed by Nis, who was standing in the truck bed. They pushed the pickup truck for a distance, and then Nis said, "Here, the location where the hostages are held is on the west side. We will move slowly east along this position and launch the rockets to completely cover their camp."

Because the rocket launcher couldn't move left or right, the vehicle needed to move forward to fully cover Kindweke's camp.

Nis put away the laser rangefinder, made a mark on the ground, and then moved about 80 meters to the east, made another mark on the ground after measuring.

80 meters, forty shots, which means one shot every two meters.

Joja was not sure if this method would work, but he knew that the launch could be adjusted based on the enemy's position. As long as they followed the two points marked by Nis, they would be fine.

When the rockets were set up, Joja looked at Kaman, who was rubbing his hands, and said with a smile, "There are also two MON-90 and five MON-50. You have more experience than us, so you can handle it yourself. After setting it up, just let us know the location."

Kaman nodded excitedly, carrying two 25-kilogram MON-90 large directional mines and five MON-50 small directional mines, and slowly disappeared into the darkness.

The old man walked almost silently. If it weren't for Joja keeping an eye on him, he might have lost sight of him within a hundred meters.

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Through the night vision telescope, Joja saw that Kaman had placed the directional mines horizontally about 200 meters away from the camp, with two large ones in the middle spaced 25 meters apart, and the rest on both sides.

As long as the people in the camp charged in their direction, they would be surprised by the detonation of the directional mines.

As for the hostages, well, Joja never considered silently rescuing them because it was impossible.

Only after Kaman slowly retreated did Joja signal Dorian to come over. After drawing the approximate layout of the camp on the ground, he pointed to the warehouse where the hostages were held and said with a smile, "You go there and infiltrate. Notify the hostages inside to stay close to the west wall. My rocket accuracy is not that high, so it's best not to accidentally harm them."

Dorian, incredulous, pointed at himself and said, "Me? Infiltrate?"

Joja nodded naturally and said, "Of course it's you. Didn't you tell me before?

Oh, you are a great assault specialist, skilled in infiltration operations with the MP-7.

Now you definitely don't have an MP-7, so just make do with the AK-74. As long as you can infiltrate the cell and protect them when the battle starts, you will be their savior.

Those inside are all executives of big companies. Do you think they will be stingy with money?"

Saying that, Joja took out a stack of banknotes and stuffed them into Dorian's pocket, smiling and saying, "I am a man of my word. I said I would give you 5,000 yuan, and I will definitely give it to you.

Once you have the money, you have to follow orders. That's the rule, am I right?"

Touching the money in his pocket, Dorian borrowed Joja's night vision telescope to carefully examine it, and finally shook his head and said, "I think if I go in, it will alert Kindweke's people. Can you cover me?"

Joja nodded and said, "As long as you can rush into the cell and don't get unlucky with stray bullets, I guarantee no one will have time to care about you."

Dorian nodded, dropped all the odds and ends on the ground, only holding an AK-74 in his hand, and loaded six magazines on his tactical vest.

He made a cross sign on his chest, nodded to Joja, and quietly disappeared into the darkness, circling from the west and slowly approaching the independent warehouse where the cell was located.

Joja saw that Dorian was getting close to the warehouse. He took his HK416 and crawled into a shallow pit about 150 meters ahead.

At a distance of 350 meters, Joja would be more lethal and faster with the HK416. He promised that no one would be able to directly attack Dorian.

Nis would find her own position, while Kaman would be responsible for driving and using rockets to sweep the entire camp.

Seeing Dorian sneak up behind a dozing sentry and forcefully twist his neck, and when another guard heard the noise and wanted to check it out, Joja fired...

"Da, dadada..."

The HK416 with a silencer was not loud. With crisp gunshots, several guards responsible for night watch trembled and fell to the ground.

Dorian forcefully pushed open the door of the warehouse cell, rushed in, closed the door with force, and then waved and shouted loudly to the hostages inside, "Move back, move back, squat against the wall."

At the moment Dorian shouted loudly, a loud gunshot rang out in the wilderness.

"Bang~"

A large-caliber bullet hit a guy who came out of the dormitory to check the situation, breaking him in half.

This shot was like poking a hornet's nest, and the terrorists in the camp rushed out of the rooms one after another.

Seeing this situation, Joja, following his command, said into the microphone, "Dragon Lizard, rockets."

Following Joja's command, the pickup truck slowly started, and then the 80mm rockets were ignited and flew towards the center of the camp.

Because the pickup truck was moving, the rockets had a very large coverage area.

The terrorists who rushed out with guns couldn't even find their opponents and were completely confused by the bombardment.

What's even more incredible was that Joja didn't even notice that there was a fuel truck parked among the vehicles in the camp.

With the explosion of the rockets, the fuel truck was blown up, and a terrifying rain of fire spread throughout the camp, igniting most of the buildings.

The rockets killed the first wave of rushing terrorists, and the camp buildings were set on fire.

The last group of surviving terrorists, led by a few leaders, rushed out as if they had gone mad.

Kaman completed the mission with a satisfied expression on his face and approached Joja. Seeing several terrorists trying to escape into the desert from the east side of the camp, he grinned and took out a remote control, then pressed it.

"Boom, boom" Two explosions sounded, and two directional mines turned several terrorists into sieves, pushing back the dozen or so terrorists who wanted to escape in that direction.

If the east side was blocked, they would go to the west side. However, the west side not only had three directional mines, but also Dorian, who was shooting from the window of the warehouse.

Leaving behind more than a dozen lives, the terrorists couldn't bear the flames in the camp. They gathered together and launched a charge towards Joja and the others.

Unfortunately, they chose the most difficult place. Two MON-90 explosions created a huge commotion, and 2,000 steel balls swept through a large area within 200 meters.

Joja didn't stay low anymore. He squatted halfway on the ground and used the scope to mark each terrorist who could still stand.

No excitement, no hesitation, it was like playing a game with a simple difficulty level. The camp with more than 300 people turned into nothingness in just a few minutes.

Just when Joja was wondering if the battle was really that simple, a military off-road vehicle drove out from behind the independent building on the east side and headed towards the desert.

Joja quickly reacted and pulled the trigger towards the off-road vehicle. A series of bullets left white marks on the car window one after another.

Just as Joja was a little annoyed and stood up to get into his own car to chase, a large-caliber bullet hit the off-road vehicle's tire...