Chapter 120: The Grim Reaper Descends from the Heavens

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Freedom Army Commander Ebu lay behind a sand dune feeling somewhat restless.

Ten minutes were almost up.

There wasn't a peep from Omaha.

Was the ammunition ready?

He glanced at the oil field area 600 meters away and grew anxious.

So, he took out his walkie-talkie, planning to contact the launcher again to see what the situation was; at this rate, he would definitely lash Omaha with a whip when he got back.

Pop—

A sudden soft sound broke the silence.

Ebu almost dropped his walkie-talkie in alarm.

He quickly retracted his head.

"Who?! Who fired a shot?"

"Captain, it seems like someone shot from the direction of the oil field."

"Bailk is dead!"

Someone reported.

Bailk?

Vanguard?

Damn!

Ebu's head started buzzing all of a sudden.

They had planned a surprise attack tonight, but now it was all ruined since the vanguard sent out for reconnaissance had been taken out, which meant their position had been exposed.