Road to becoming the wealthiest: Starting From Treasure Hunting in the Cabinets
Chapter 970 - 535 It Turns Out to Be Targeting Us!_3

Chapter 970: Chapter 535 It Turns Out to Be Targeting Us!_3

Several men were caught off guard and swiftly killed on the spot.

The remaining three or four men, also seasoned veterans of the battlefield, quickly rolled to the other side of the mountain to conceal themselves, hoping to launch a counter-attack after this wave of assault had passed!

Elder Hassan also used this opportunity to quickly order the tribal residents to disperse.

Especially moving those boxes loaded with hand grenades, landmines, and individual missiles far away to avoid possible drone bomb-drop detonation that could lead to a more severe explosion and casualties.

"These guys are cunning enough!" Douglas watched the attackers who were not even showing their heads from a distance and said with a touch of regret, "They reacted too quickly, otherwise we could have gotten a few more!"

"Mortars, fire the mortars!" Lincoln suddenly exclaimed.

"Right, those few mortar shells are just near where those guys are hiding!" Douglas also noticed this and said happily, "Can’t give them a chance!"

The three men immediately began to divide the tasks. Elijah and Douglas fired short bursts to suppress the opponent while Lincoln methodically aimed and fired mortar shells, one by one.

"Boom!" A mortar shell’s detonator was hit by Lincoln and exploded.

The shockwave sent the three or four men hidden on the hillside incline flying.

"Good shot, Mr. Patrick!" Douglas shouted happily.

At that moment, a roaring sound carried over from afar.

"Drone coming, and it’s flying low, everyone be careful!"

Elijah was the first to spot this and spoke quickly.

"Principal Miller, Principal Miller, take cover quickly, the drone is coming!" He did not forget to notify Clarence Hughes using the walkie-talkie.

"Why haven’t the missiles arrived yet?" Douglas grew anxious, "If they send them after the bombing, it’ll be too late!"

On the hillside incline, a few men clumsily got up. Because the mountain blocked them, they were not hit by the shrapnel, they were just blasted into a sorry state.

That’s when the voices from the enemy’s radio transmitted.

Until the drone was about to arrive, joyous smiles appeared on these men’s faces.

The time to counter-attack at the brink of death had come!

They had to show those people what for!

Regaining their weapons, they quickly checked them and then waited for the moment the drone dropped its bombs.

The weird-looking drone came whistling through the valley at high maneuvering speeds, allowing its operator to ignore any threat from the ground.

In such a place, those old rocket launchers would not inflict the slightest damage on the drones. The rocket engines, outdated by several generations, couldn’t even catch up to the drones’ tail flames.

The operator had done such things more than once, and his experience made him feel like he was playing a game: fly according to the map, bomb-drop at the destination, and then return.

It was just too boring!

Seeing that the distance to the target was less than 0.6 miles, the operator was ready to bomb-drop. At that moment, the control screen suddenly flashed with a red alert!

The airplane was locked, the airplane was locked!

Two Predator drones were almost simultaneously locked on!

And as the operator tried to figure out what could possibly lock onto drones, two missiles soared into the air and pounced on the Predators like the ferocious fangs of a savage beast!

At that moment, the roles of hunter and prey switched!

These individual missiles did not have a friend-or-foe identification system, so although the drone operator quickly gained altitude and initiated friend-or-foe identification to execute an S-shaped evasion maneuver, it was still too late!

The two drones had just risen when they were hit by the individual missiles!

The drones, each worth several million dollars, burst into fireworks in the sky, leaving behind a splendid display of colors!

Those attackers waiting for the drone missiles to "sweep the floor" gaped at the sky.

No matter what, they could not understand how this could have happened.

The Predator, usually unrivaled in the backward mountainous areas, was actually preyed upon!

"Quick, retreat! Even if another wave of drones is coming, it won’t be for another half an hour! We can’t hold out for half an hour! We must withdraw now!" One of the men reacted the fastest and quickly said, "Mission failed, let’s go!"

After speaking, he picked up his gun and ran into the mountains without looking back!

The other two also quickly turned and followed!

Their reaction was fast, but Elder Hassan’s was faster!

The moment the drone was hit, Elder Hassan held back the tribal residents who were about to cheer, with a wave of his hand:

"Don’t celebrate too soon! The enemy hasn’t been completely eliminated! Follow me and charge up, finish them all off, and avenge our dead family members!"

"Revenge, revenge!"

"Finish them all off!"

The fanatic tribal residents, carrying their guns, crazily rushed towards Little Mound!

At this moment, even if there were a barrage of bullets ahead, they disregarded everything.

Luckily, what greeted them was only silence.

Apparently, the opponent didn’t plan to fight anymore.

The fastest mountaineer to reach the top of Little Mound looked over and saw only a few wildly fleeing figures in the distant mountain gorge.

He took aim with his gun and sprayed bullets in their direction.

And Elder Hassan, following him, pointed towards the direction where the figures fled saying:

"Chase them down, even if we have to chase them until nightfall, we must catch them!"

Dozens of tribal residents charged down, their frustrations from being suppressed by gunfire fully unleashed in this moment. This was their home field, and they would hunt those few men down like hyenas chasing rabbits!

When Elijah and his team arrived at the Little Mound where the attackers had ambushed earlier, the bodies of those killed were already piled up, stripped bare.

All their items were also stacked together.

There weren’t many people left behind; some mountaineers were guarding the equipment, while others were scavenging for parts where the drones exploded.

The mountaineers had long known that these drone remains could fetch a hefty price.

Elijah found a tracking device amidst the pile of equipment, noticing it was still working.

A small red dot was blinking in the middle of the screen, emitting a soft alarm sound.

"This is what helped them find you!" Elijah pointed to the red dot on the screen, "Elder Hassan, you have a traitor among you, and he is still in Inner Mongolia right now!"

Upon hearing this, Hassan’s face turned pale:

"Who is it? Who killed dozens of brothers? We will catch him and bury him alive!"