"The target vehicle has been hit! The front is severely damaged and on fire! Repeat, the vehicle housing the 'elder' has been hit and is on fire!"
For the first time, Jiang Feng's voice showed a noticeable tremor, despite his best efforts to control it, the tension was still apparent.
At the command post on the hillside, Song Heping suddenly lifted his head from the observation device, his body tensed instantly.
Through the gradually brightening dawn and the pervasive smoke, he could clearly see the Mercedes engulfed in flames, with black smoke billowing into the sky.
Masood's status is unknown.
The plan has faced its most dangerous variable.
The rescue operation has instantly turned from a precision surgical strike into a race against Grim Reaper for a forced rescue.
Song Heping immediately made a tactical deployment, initially intending to prepare with firepower and inflict casualties before letting the assault team move in for cleanup.
There's no time to wait now.
