Above the north of Hairade Town, over a dozen helicopters soared like black giants, skimming low over the dunes.

Inside one of the helicopters, special ops team commander Abdul was reviewing the real-time footage transmitted by the drone.

"All units, attention, arriving at the designated location in five minutes, helicopters to descend to fifty meters for rope descent."

"Drones responsible for clearing adjacent firepower units..."

As a series of tactical instructions were issued, members of the special ops team began their final checks.

At the same time, a pickup convoy was rapidly approaching from the west of Hairade Town, with Brother Heizi's men standing in the truck beds, clad in mismatched camouflage and wearing black masks, revealing only their fierce eyes.

This convoy was the vanguard dispatched by Hu Sai, their most elite team on this side of Hairade Town, each pickup equipped with machine guns and RPGs for heavy firepower.

With a single command from their financier, Salaman, they charged into the meat grinder without hesitation.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

As the convoy was six or seven hundred meters away from the Z Mansion Army's defense line, several round, seventy to eighty-centimeter-high unknown objects shot from behind, trailing white flames, crashing straight into the abandoned buildings ahead.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

A series of explosions sounded, the walls of the four-story main building ahead instantly collapsed, rubble splattering everywhere, causing the ground to tremble.

Immediately, dozens of machine guns fired simultaneously, "rat-a-tat-tat!" Bullets rained down like dense raindrops, pouring towards the perimeter buildings.

No cautious probing, no tactics, just charging in blindly!

The primary objective of this convoy was not to inflict substantial damage on the enemy, but to create as much commotion as possible, drawing the Z Mansion Army towards Hairade Town to allow the Oil Country's special ops team to execute the rescue mission.

"These lunatics!"

In the Z Mansion Army's position, a commander cursed as he watched the pickup convoy charging in: "The rebels are here! Everyone counter-attack! Hold the line and don't let them break through!"

Upon receiving the order, the Z Mansion Army's machine guns and rifles opened fire simultaneously, forming a dense web of fire.

The leading pickups were instantly hit, billowing thick black smoke, and then exploded into flames.

But the rest of the convoy didn't stop, maneuvering around the burning wreckage to continue their charge.

Meanwhile, as the battle raged on this side, the Oil Country's special ops team also reached the coordinates' vicinity from above.

"GOGOGO!"

With Abdul's command, the helicopter doors swung open, and the special ops members descended quickly along the ropes like agile leopards.

The descent posture alone indicated the team's decent quality, far superior to Brother Heizi's squad, at least no deadly falls.

"Bang bang bang!"

Just as the descent began, a group of turban-wrapped figures fired wildly at the helicopters from afar, bullets clinking off the armored fuselage.

"Drone suppress! Clear the shooting points!" Abdul roared into the communicator.

The airborne drone immediately locked onto targets, its onboard machine guns opened fire, bullets pouring down like a torrential storm, mowing down a swath of WZ elements, the remaining ones scattering in fear.

"Continue rope descent! Quick!"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the remaining team members quickly descended, then immediately formed into groups of three in a triangular tactical formation, advanced under cover, pushing towards the surroundings.

"Search for the target immediately! Directly shoot upon resistance!"

Everywhere were adobe houses, most structures still intact, suggesting this area hadn't been much affected by warfare yet.

Not far east lay a large open space used as a parking lot, with over a dozen trucks transporting photovoltaic equipment parked there.

Abdul personally led a group in this direction.

Ordinary WZ elements were hardly a match for them, whether in individual quality or weaponry, being overwhelmingly crushed.

Those who resisted either fell on the spot or fled in panic, none able to halt this elite squad's progress.

Upon reaching the trucks, Abdul signaled to leave a few to inspect the vehicles, then continued with the rest towards the residences on the left.

In a dim house, Ji Kai crouched in the corner holding his head, startled by the sudden gunfire and explosions.

Although born into a civilian family and having handled firearms before, shooting in a range and this situation were entirely different.

The explosion sounds nearby were terrifyingly intense, and he felt fortunate not to wet himself from fright...

The old walls were shedding dust, appearing ready to collapse at any moment.

Besides Ji Kai, there were over twenty similar-skinned compatriots inside, all under the watch of several rifle-wielding Brother Heizi's men not far away.

"Old Wang... Old Wang, do you think someone is here to save us?" Ji Kai whispered to a nearby person.

That person shook his head, glanced at the Brother Heizi crew: "Could be, or might not be, hard to say. This place frequently sees skirmishes, might have erupted with other forces."

Ji Kai felt a bit disheartened, his eyes darted around and he suggested: "Hey, while they're focused outside, why don't you seize the chance and take them down?"

Old Wang frowned at this: "Better not risk it, I can handle these few, but they have hundreds more. Even if we take them down, we won't get out."