191: The roar of gunfire

"Fire! Keep firing!"

On the artillery position atop the mountain, the SAS Team Member codenamed "Grey Wolf" had bloodshot eyes, roaring excitedly into the communicator like a frenzied beast!

He and his teammate, codenamed "Hound," worked as a pair. One was responsible for moving the heavy shells, calibrating, and swiftly pushing the ammunition into the breech; the other stared through the periscope-style sight, calculating wind speed and distance, and fiercely pressed the firing button at the perfect moment!

This steel behemoth, which had slept for over eighty years, seemed to instantly be infused with a soul and came back to life in the hands of the two elite special forces soldiers!

Boom!

Every violent recoil of the gun carriage carried the terrifying power to shake the entire mountain!

The scorching hot brass shell casing was ejected with a clang by the automatic ejector, tracing a brilliant golden arc in mid-air before clattering onto the sandy ground, emitting wisps of white smoke.

The scent of gunpowder smoke permeating the air was the artillerymen's most intoxicating perfume!

A romance no man could refuse!

"Second round! High Explosive shell! Send them to meet God!"

Hound roared and shoved a shell marked with a yellow tip into the breech!

This round was no longer about maximum penetration!

But maximum destruction!

The shell did not aim precisely at a specific target but followed a tricky parabola, landing squarely among the SUVs that the armed militants cherished as treasures!

Boom—!!!

This time, it was no longer the dull penetrating sound from before!

But a true earth-shattering event!

A massive orange-yellow fireball, over ten meters in diameter, rapidly expanded in the desert, resembling a small, suddenly rising sun!

The terrifying shockwave, mixed with tens of thousands of pre-fabricated steel balls and shattered metal fragments from inside the shell, formed an unstoppable fan of death, sweeping wildly in all directions at supersonic speed!

"Puff puff puff puff!"

The two black SUVs closest to the explosion center couldn't hold up for even a second!

They were like toy cars violently swatted by an invisible giant hand, instantly flipped over by the immense force, tumbling seven hundred and twenty degrees in the air before crashing heavily back to the ground!

The entire vehicle's bulletproof glass shattered into spiderwebs with a crash! The sturdy steel body panels, facing the dense storm of steel balls, were as fragile as paper, instantly riddled like a sieve, covered with countless terrifying, fist-sized bullet holes!

Furthermore, several unlucky individuals who were close by didn't even have time to scream before they were torn into flying chunks of flesh and blood by the shockwave and fragments!

"Enemy attack!!"

"It's artillery! It's artillery! Find cover quickly!!"

Only at this moment did the surviving militants outside the minefield finally react to the surreal horror!

Each one let out a high-pitched scream of terror, completely disregarding any combat formation, scattering like a disturbed ant colony, scrambling to find any cover for their bodies.

Their leader, the big man with a full beard, was in an extremely sorry state at this moment.

He scrambled and crawled behind a giant, man-high granite rock nearby. His entire body of fat trembled violently, and the cruelty and greed from moments ago were gone, replaced only by endless shock and disbelief.

Artillery fire?!

Why didn't anyone tell him there was an artillery position here?

The Bearded Big Man, with trembling hands, fumbled a military scope out of his tactical vest, forcing down the fear that was nearly suffocating him, and looked toward the mountaintop where the dark cave was located.

Then, he saw it.

He saw a scene that he would never forget, one he wouldn't be able to comprehend even upon his death.

Right on that steep ridge, a huge, ancient-looking cannon with menacing lines was slowly turning its barrel, which was over five meters long.

The dark muzzle, once again, spanned a distance of a thousand meters and coldly locked onto them!

"An 8... 88 Cannon?!"

The Bearded Man's eyes instantly bulged, practically popping out of their sockets!

As a descendant of the family that had guarded this secret base for three generations, of course he recognized what this thing was!

But... but was this antique from over eighty years ago really still usable?

The Bearded Man's mind was instantly filled with countless massive question marks!

However, his questions were destined to remain unanswered forever.

Because the third shriek of the God of Death had already left the barrel.

This time, it was an Armor-Piercing shell.

The deadly shell, trailing a visible white shockwave, accurately struck the Bearded Man's last hope of cover—the massive granite rock!

The granite, incredibly hard and capable of withstanding heavy machine gun fire, was as fragile as tofu thrown into a blender when faced with the 88mm Armor-Piercing shell, whose kinetic energy rivaled a meteor strike.

Boom!

The rock instantly exploded into powder filling the sky!

Along with the Bearded Man hiding behind the giant rock, and his last two trusted subordinates beside him, they were all torn into their most basic fragments by that terrifying, unmatched kinetic energy.

Flesh and shattered rock mixed together, transforming into a scarlet mist that sprayed across the entire sandy area... near the cave entrance.

"Gulp."

Wang Dalong held the expensive professional camera and swallowed hard.

His hands were shaking.

It was... too shocking!

Through the camera's telephoto lens, he had fully recorded this massacre, which could only be described as one-sided, from start to finish.

Over a dozen modern militants armed with AKs and driving pickup trucks showed absolutely no ability to resist against two WWII-era antiques!

This was the ruthless crushing of a disorganized rabble by the peak industrial technology of eighty years ago!

The whole thing took less than five minutes.

Outside the minefield, on that open stretch of sand, there was no longer a single vehicle capable of standing, only burning wreckage and twisted, deformed steel scattered across the ground.

The militants who had been so arrogant moments ago were now incomplete corpses.

The entire world fell silent once more.