He looked up at the sky, seeing multiple black dots turning into streaking meteors, hurtling toward their location!
"Move aside! It's a mortar!"
Bill Hawke shouted desperately, then lunged towards a nearby rock.
In the next second, dozens of shells landed precisely around the crowd, exploding with a deafening roar, the mortars erupting with blinding flames.
The armed personnel brought by Bill Hawke were momentarily stunned by the ferocious barrage, suffering heavy casualties.
Lang Liefeng was dumbfounded; this kind of mortars' overwhelming strike—their sand bandits attacking armed convoys had never encountered mortar fire before!
Where did these mortars come from?!
With his extensive combat experience, Bill Hawke, having evaded the first wave of shelling, immediately identified the mortar position by the trajectory of the bombing.
As his gaze shifted over, sure enough, he saw black figures densely packed into an armed force on the distant dunes.
