The 120mm mortar, which had been pulled over, changed its position for the third time.

But this time, there were more people taking care of it. Joja carefully adjusted the position of the mortar as if playing with a toy. Dorian took out his phone and tapped on it a few times, recalculating the elevation angle of the mortar.

While the two were busy, Kaman was carefully disassembling the fuses of the ten mortar shells.

The old man was still a bit reluctant to give up the weapons in the backyard of the hotel, and he had a strong aversion to the Karting people himself.

So, with the idea of not letting the Karting people get what he couldn't, the old man wanted to kill a wave of Karting people while destroying the weapons.

Antar was responsible for continuing to monitor the scene at the hotel, while Nis aimed her ATC-50 at the streets near the hotel.

With a straight-line distance of 1450 meters and the added benefit of night vision goggles, even at night, this distance was still within Nis's range.

With the preparations made by Joja and the others, the entrance of the hotel was already crowded with people.

Dozens of armed pickup trucks blocked the hotel, and the heavy machine guns mounted on the trucks, as well as the Karting militiamen carrying RPGs, made Joja break out in a cold sweat.

If they really had a chase battle with them on the highway, it was really hard to say who would suffer.

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Because the distance was far, Joja could only vaguely hear the commotion at the hotel. Just as he was getting impatient and raised his binoculars to take a look, Antar suddenly said, "A big shot has appeared. Three cars, eight bodyguards. They came out from the 'mansion'."

Joja felt that he raised his binoculars and looked over. It was indeed a "big shot".

The core building of the neighboring "mansion" was only 200 meters away from the hotel in a straight line. Even if they detoured from the position of the main gate, the distance would not exceed 400 meters.

But that "big shot" insisted on coming by car and was unlucky enough to be blocked on the outskirts. His bodyguards got off the car and cursed and kicked, pushing several pickup trucks aside, allowing the "big shot's" vehicle to approach the hotel gate.

Joja saw the obviously fatter "big shot" standing at the entrance of the hotel, raging. He didn't care who that guy was anymore. He covered his unprotected ears with one hand and shouted loudly to Dorian and Kaman, "Fire!"

Dorian, who was holding the shells, was the first to stuff a shell into the barrel...

"Boom~" came a muffled explosion!

Kaman didn't even wait for Dorian's shell to land before he stuffed the shell he had in his hand into the barrel.

"Boom~" another muffled explosion.

Dorian looked at Kaman, who still wanted to fire another shell, and helplessly stopped him, saying, "Adjust the cannon. We need to calibrate the trajectory of the shells. Don't mess around, listen to my command."

While Dorian was speaking, the two 120mm mortars exploded in the southern position of the hotel entrance. The huge explosion made the Karting people around the explosion point let out a desperate roar, and the explosion woke up the whole town.

Dorian crouched on the ground, grabbed the base of the mortar, adjusted it slightly, and then shouted loudly, "Load the shells, load the shells..."

This time, Kaman, holding a 15-kilogram shell in one hand, quickly loaded the shells into the barrel one after another, and then fired the remaining six shells all at once.

This was the first time Joja had seen a mortar being fired. The power of the 120mm high-explosive shells made him break out in a cold sweat.

The manual said that the blast radius was 30 meters, but from Joja's observation, the power of the shells exploding on the narrow street was much greater than he had imagined.

When a series of shells fell near the hotel, it became a sea of smoke and fire. The situation inside could no longer be seen, but Joja didn't think there could be anyone alive within that range.

He was now very glad that he had taken Antar to the mine. If it weren't for her, when he was preparing to take off in the helicopter, being hit by such powerful shells would have unimaginable consequences.

Kaman seemed very satisfied with the scene caused by the shells he fired. Joja looked at the old man, whose eyes were shining as he looked at the mortar, and decisively packed up his things. He shouted to Dorian, "Destroy the mortar."

Then Joja bent down to help Nis pack up the sniper rifle. After everything was organized, he retreated towards the direction of the truck, while saying to Kaman, who had a regretful expression, "This thing is worthless. I don't want to carry it home."

As soon as Dorian heard that Kaman still had such an idea, he decisively took out a hand grenade, threw it into the barrel when the group had run more than ten meters away, and quickly caught up with the team.

After a loud explosion, Dorian wanted to help Antar with something gentlemanly, but Antar politely but firmly refused.

When he wanted to help Nis, he was stopped by Kaman, who stuffed two black suitcases into his hands.

Dorian wanted to complain a bit, but when he saw Kaman's dim eyes, this tough guy closed his mouth.

Most people would only think that Kaman was a skinny old black man, but Dorian saw death in Kaman's lifeless eyes. He had seen similar characters before and knew how terrifying these guys could be!

Once again, the team was led by Kaman and ran on the grassland for more than ten minutes. Joja and the others crossed a shallow river and returned to the truck.

Joja was a bit tired after this day. After getting on the car, he sat in the passenger seat and closed his eyes to rest.

He didn't plan to go back to the mine, but to make a call and have Sairimu fly a plane to pick him up. However, this relied on Kaman's ability. He first needed to find a suitable landing spot on the grassland.Kaman never disappointed Joja. The old man drove around the grassland for nearly two hours before stopping the car to signal everyone to camp and rest.

As the boss, Joja took off his tactical vest and bulletproof vest that were in the way and fell asleep first.

Kaman wanted to take on the task of staying up all night, but Antar stood up and said that she could do it.

Kaman was not a talkative person. He hesitated for a moment as he looked into Antar's eyes, then turned around and got into the driver's seat, hugging his arms and closing his eyes.

It was not easy to gain Kaman's trust. Antar, who knew she was accepted, smiled and loaded the PPQ pistol. She leaned against the inside of the truck's compartment, looking at the boundless starry sky above, lost in thought.

Nis had been resting with her eyes closed, holding the G29. Seeing Antar's appearance, she suddenly whispered, "It will be fine, everything will be fine!

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