Chapitre 625: Chapter Six Hundred and Eighteen: Five Minutes

The moon was not yet risen, and darkness enveloped the ground. Only the brief flashes from gun muzzles and explosions illuminated the darkened Gesale.

The cabin door opened, and Gao Yang looked down; their target was right beneath their feet.

As the ruler of Gesale, Musa Moye's house was inevitably the largest, best, and most fortified, and after being transformed into a stronghold, it was certainly the most defensively secure.

Musa Moye's house was a two-story building with a large yard filled with flowers and plants. Through the night vision device, the dark green flora looked eerie, like something out of a horror movie.

The yard was spacious enough for a helicopter to land directly, and it seemed very quiet, as if no one would stay outside under the barrage of mortar shells that had been falling for days.