The two sides seed to be in a state of chaos.
All it takes is to light a fire...
A wave of restlessness surged in Arabic’s heart. If it could really be done, it would severely damage the security battalion. As a result, in the next stages of launching a jihad, without those damned guys from the security battalion, the entire Apocalypse Society would be able to operate freely!
The idea in his mind surged wildly. Arabic decisively picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted toward Zhou Shaoyang’s side: "I’ll give you a coordinate, fire a dozen mortars at it for !"
Over on Zhou Shaoyang’s side, hearing Arabic’s words, he couldn’t understand the situation for a mont, but hearing the urgency in the other’s voice, Zhou Shaoyang imdiately organized the mortar setup.
Hearing the coordinates gathered from Arabic’s side, a dozen mortars were fired rapidly.
The violent sounds of the mortars exploded behind everyone. The mortars soaring into the sky drew a beautiful arc in the sky, carrying deadly intent as they smashed toward the designated coordinates.
Boom boom boom!
Through Arabic’s binoculars, brilliant fireworks blossod.
As he had expected, the mortars accurately hit the Tasting Comrce Association and the sand bandits below.
It blasted the ard personnel of the entire Tasting Comrce Association head over heels. The now calm ard personnel imdiately discovered the security battalion was in the sa direction as them.
So both sides opened fire.
The fierce gunshots imdiately blasted the vast desert swept by yellow sand, the symphony of death began to play. The loud gunshots and constant explosions were like the goddess of death raising her voice in a high-pitched song!
The two sides plunged into chaotic warfare!
Everything was playing out just as the bold idea in Arabic’s heart envisioned. Arabic couldn’t help but laugh. Go ahead, fight more fiercely!
The fierce gunshots and explosions could be heard several kiloters away. Zhou Shaoyang in the rear heard such intense gunshots and his scalp went numb, imdiately grabbing the walkie-talkie to ask Arabic: "What is happening? Why are there such intense gunshots and explosions? Did you guys already start fighting with the other side?"
"No, hurry up and bring people over, they’re biting each other like dogs! We can take advantage of this!"
When Zhou Shaoyang heard this, he was initially puzzled, but he didn’t overthink it. He imdiately commanded his troops to quickly move to where Arabic was located.
Arriving at the location, he could also see the fierce battlefield below where both sides were fighting intensely, leaving Zhou Shaoyang even more puzzled.
"What the hell is going on, where do these two groups of people co from, and why are they fighting?"
"One group is the security battalion, and the other group, I guess, is the Tasting Comrce Association. Both parties probably had a mistake in intelligence, gathered at this place, and didn’t know each other’s purpose.
I had you fire those mortars, which thoroughly ignited this powder keg, causing them to misunderstand and start fighting!
Let’s wait for them to fight!
When they’re done, it’ll be our ti to reap the rewards!"
Seeing the expression brimming on Arabic’s face, Zhou Shaoyang ca to his senses and a hint of excitent flashed on his face!
"Good, good, let them fight like dogs, let them fight even more fiercely!"
The situation on the battlefield below proceeded just as the two had anticipated, growing more intense and heated. Until Bill Hawke initiated his Flesh and Blood Calamity, clashing with Bode.
Only then did both sides realize the misunderstanding and ceased fire with each other.
Seeing both sides gathering to negotiate, Arabic knew the ti had co.
"Damn it, one side hasn’t been completely wiped out, so why did they stop firing? Damn cowards!" Zhou Shaoyang cursed.
"It’s our turn to strike, catch them off guard! If we let them cooperate, taking away that batch of arms will be much more difficult!"
Back when the two sides were fighting fiercely, Arabic had already deployed several mbers of the Black Thorn to lead ordinary followers to different locations for an ambush.
Now, it was the right ti!
Just as Bode and Bill Hawke were negotiating below, Arabic raised his signal gun and decisively pulled the trigger towards the sky!
Boom!
A green flare shot up into the sky, with a bright tail, exploding with a bang in the sky.
At the mont they saw this flare, both Bode and Bill Hawke felt a sudden strong pull in their hearts.
The sense of crisis ca intensely in an instant.
It was like standing on a railway track, looking back to find nothing, but the mont you turned around, a speeding train ran you over!
The Apocalypse Society mbers who had been scattered in various places all poked their heads, decisively pulling the triggers of their guns, countless bullets rained down on the people below like gusts and torrents!
Rat-a-tat-tat!
The already tired death goddess raised her voice once more!
The ignition sound from the prir when pulling the trigger, the explosive sound as bullets shot out of the gun barrel, the breaking sound as bullets sliced through the air, all these sounds together composed the most beautiful lody of death!
Whether it was the security battalion or the Tasting Comrce Association’s forces, they suffered enormous casualties in an instant.
A large number of personnel fell down like harvested wheat.
Bode was visibly enraged.
Bill Hawke felt even more sullen to the extre.
Two entire ambushes, two entire ambushes!
Both ambushes left them caught off guard!
Both ambushes filled their hearts with a sense of suffocation!
Although both sides suffered heavy casualties, after all, they were seasoned warriors, and imdiately reacted, each seeking cover, shooting fiercely back at the fire points!
Once more, the lody of death and blood was composed in the desert.
"Get that heavy machine gun up here for !"
Zhou Shaoyang, seeing this scene, smiled excitedly.
A belt-fed heavy machine gun was pushed to the top of the sand dune. To transport this thing near the Ninth Special Zone, Apocalypse Society sacrificed over a hundred followers!
Now, it was the ti to put it to use.
Zhou Shaoyang moved behind the heavy machine gun, gripping the gun handles with both hands, his face beaming with a mad smile, he decisively pulled the trigger!
Rat-a-tat-tat-tat!!!!
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