Someone has to break the silence. But looking at the face in front of him, which was obviously not his own problem but still showing a slightly embarrassed look, Tang Chao suddenly understood why they still knew each other after two lifetimes.
Women often don’t want their husbands to be good guys, but men often want their friends to be good guys – that’s the truth!
Let’s look at what Hitomi Hitoshi did. He unintentionally broke into something embarrassing. Instead of feeling contempt and ridicule, on the contrary, he looked a little guilty. After reacting, he actively made amends, took the initiative to break the embarrassing atmosphere, and changed the topic.
Who wouldn't want to be friends with such a person?
"Ahem, okay." Tang Chao touched his nose and took the steps and went downhill.
"This way."
So far, what happened just now... nothing happened just now, right?
The two quietly walked to the edge of the mountain forest and took a rough look. Just as they imagined, there were many vehicles parked in the open space outside the forest. Most of them were motorcycles and a few cars with good off-road performance. At first glance, the total number was definitely more than a hundred, of various brands.
There were all different models, and except for a tattered Bentley hanging alone outside, which was the one they drove in, the others were all parked in one place intentionally, making it look like a grand car show.
The gunmen at the base should have considered the possibility of being robbed of their car, or it might just be a simple tactical habit. There are a lot of armed guards around the temporary parking lot. There are also patrol lights, which should be from the motorcycle.
The removed headlights randomly illuminated the surrounding areas, focusing on the edges of the mountains and forests.
The overall level of defense is so-so. Tang Chao is confident that he can sneak in. Well, it is just a temporary residence. Any professional killer with decent basic skills can sneak in. The key or difficulty is not in sneaking in, but in sneaking in.
The key is how to get out safely after grabbing the car.
This is a bit challenging, but the Tang Dynasty is still confident. As long as the firepower is not so dense that it covers the area indiscriminately, there is still a chance.
Of course, not now. Tang Chao wanted to take action directly to avoid long nights and dreams. As for whether it would affect Fuma Musashi after he grabbed the car and left, that was beyond his consideration. Everyone should rely on their abilities.
...But now that Hitomi Hitoshi is around, he is naturally embarrassed to do this. No matter how low the lower limit is, there must be a bottom line, right? Besides, the latter won't do it with him.
The next step is to wait, nothing good. Well, in fact, Hitomi Jinji expressed his thoughts somewhat. He felt that Tang Chao and he had the same interests and hobbies, so he wanted to take the opportunity to chat. Unfortunately, whenever he changed the topic
When referring to recommended books, the other party will discuss with him which direction to sneak in, which direction to fight out from, and which car to grab...
Nonsense, at some point, the two of them turned back at the same time. After a while, a figure stepped out from the shadows of the woods behind, looking over here, with a blood-red murderous look!
Without waiting for him to get closer, he growled, "You! You are fooling me!" Again, Fuma Musashi is crazy, but not stupid. Especially in battle, he has a keen sense of smell to understand the overall situation.
In this way, if you have been silent about a certain direction for a long time, you will naturally know it well.
"I'm called having brains." Tang Chao curled his lips in disapproval, and Renji, who was standing by, looked helpless when he saw this, sighed and stood up.
"I kill you!"
"Calm down Musashi, don't do anything...give me some face, Musashi..."
...Well, from a formal point of view, Tang Chao did not abide by the rules of the game. But from a result point of view, it was not a complete foul. According to the planned plan, he wanted to split up and lead the enemy away as much as possible. In this regard, he
Having already done it, and done it well, the group of pursuers who followed him before are probably still wandering around in the dense forest, trying to find the traces of inducement he left behind.
Hitomi Hitoshi did a good job, and he probably used similar tricks. Anyway, the two of them have been here for so long, and they haven't seen any gunmen coming out of the mountains and forests to cause trouble. However, they probably guessed the direction of Fuma Musashi.
When someone cheated on him, he was so angry that he rushed to seek justice, so he did not deliberately hide the traces of his retreat. He could faintly hear the sound of pursuit coming from a distance.
Putting aside for the time being how Hitomi Niki appeased Fuma Musashi, Tang Chao ignored him and stood up directly: "I'm going to grab the car. I'll be out in about five minutes. You guys can make some noise to take care of me." After that, he just stood up.
Jumped out.
The infiltration process was quite smooth. I had already chosen the route and quietly entered the temporary parking lot without using a knife or a gun.
The car has also been chosen for a long time. In fact, when there are injured people and it is not suitable to choose a motorcycle, the car chosen does not make much difference. It is impossible to directly drive away from the pursuers, so it is better to find a car that can withstand beatings. Just like this one now
This classic Ford off-road vehicle has obvious traces of modification, and several steel plates have been reinforced on the outside - this is the main reason why the Tang Dynasty chose it!
The only problem now is that there is a pair of combat boots protruding from the main driver's window, as well as the dazzling smoke of tobacco overflowing.
Seeing this, Tang Chao touched his pocket, approached, and said in a familiar tone: "Brother, do you have a fire? Let me lend you a cigarette."
The big man in the car subconsciously handed out the lighter. After hearing this, he couldn't help but be stunned, "How dare you not have anything?"
This was also the last moment of consciousness before he woke up. Buzz - a sharp beep, and his eyes went black. Of course, he thought he was so sharp, but in fact there was no sound at all in the external environment.
He bent his knuckles, opened the car door, pulled out the big man, and kicked him under the car next to him.
Jiu occupied the magpie's nest and sat in the car, closed the door with his backhand, and glanced around the car. Well, the lighter is good, it's worth saving your life... Playing with the zippo lighter that he just touched, a shameless guy thought.
road.
By the way, whether you need to kill during the infiltration process depends on the specific situation. For professionals, as long as the situation is still under control, generally they will not kill if they can.
This has nothing to do with kindness or the degree of murderous intention. The main reason is that when you kill people, more or less blood will flow out. The traces are easy to clean, but the smell will not dissipate so easily after a while. Don't look at it.
In this regard, you must know that almost everyone in the dark world has a pair of dog noses, which are extremely sensitive to the smell of blood!
Oh, the above must be done when you are sure of it. If you don’t know the strength of the shot and the stun level, then it is recommended to just last the last hit when you can. After all, there is a big difference between something will definitely go wrong and there may be a hidden danger.
, whichever is the lesser of two evils.
While he was waiting leisurely, suddenly, a hurried voice came from the vehicle communication equipment, "Everyone pay attention, everyone pay attention, we just received the news, the enemy is likely to come back to steal the car, be careful..."
There is no doubt that the gunmen who followed Fuma Musashi were aware of their intentions. Nothing can be done well, ugh! With a grudge in his belly, Tang Chao picked up the intercom and replied that he had received it, while slowly driving the car.
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Naturally, there is no need to panic. Most of the gunmen have chased into the mountains and forests and have not yet returned. Although there are a lot of them left behind, they want to stop three... uh, two of the world's top killers from causing trouble. That's true.
Thinking too much.
That was the fact. Probably sensing something unusual in the parking camp, Renji and Renji decided to advance their plan. A round of bullets came from nowhere, smashing several headlights, and the camp instantly fell into darkness.
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"Be careful, there are grenades, there are grenades, avoid them..."
He roared a few times in feigning panic, screamed a few more times, put down the intercom, took out a few grenades and threw them in different directions, then fired a few more shots, then stepped on the accelerator, and the off-road vehicle crashed with a loud sound.
Drive a randomly parked motorcycle and rush out quickly.
Boom boom boom——
Amidst the deafening flames of the explosion, the off-road vehicle like a wild bull rushed out of the camp smoothly, but only a few bullets fell on the vehicle in the process. It is obvious that Tang Chao's movie-level performance just now made a great contribution.
Hearing that there were grenades, most of the left-behind gunmen reflexively looked for bunkers, so naturally they had no time to pay attention to them.
See, force alone won't do it, you have to use your brain!
As soon as we drove out of the camp, a figure jumped into the car in the darkness, throwing a rifle with it. "I'll drive!" It was Hitomi Hitoshi. He was quite self-aware and knew that in the next battle,
His role is limited, he might as well just be a driver.
Tang Chao had no objection and quickly got out of the way. He glanced around and asked casually: "Where is that mad dog?"
"Well, Musashi wants to rob the motorcycle, and I can't stop him so I let him go." Hitami Hitoshi paused and shook his head before replying. This should be true. But on the other hand, he probably also has a headache on how to deal with his two companions.
If there is a conflicting relationship between them, it is better to separate temporarily and live well on their own.
"Unorganized and undisciplined!" Well, a certain lone wolf killer tried his best to complain, even giving up his own position...
"Farewell, I'm chasing you!"
"To be precise, only some of them are chasing me." He looked back at the motorcycle headlights that were on again behind him, "Those grenades I just threw were all thrown into the pile of cars."
Even so, Tang Chao was not slow at all in sorting out the magazines. Those grenades should still have a certain effect, but the number of gunmen from the base who almost came out in full force was too large, even if they were lost
For some means of transportation, the remaining quantity cannot be dealt with by just a few guns, even if these guns are in the hands of the world's top killers.
Looking at the approaching lights in the rearview mirror, he estimated the distance and took a deep breath. Tang Chao suddenly leaned out of the window with a gun in his hand. The muzzle trembled on the bumpy mountain road and sprayed out ruthless gunfire.
The accuracy was average. Only one of the three consecutive shots hit, and it still landed on the motorcycle body, wiping out a metal spark. However, the effect looked pretty good. The knight obviously did not expect to hit at this distance, or did not expect that it would hit.
He was hit. In panic, he hit the rock and rolled up with a loud bang...
It can be considered solved. After winning a jackpot, Tang Chao is in a good mood. In the current shooting environment, no one can guarantee the hit rate. Neither can Tang Chao. Unless he is given sufficient ammunition, then he has the confidence to rely on a general.
The unique skill of pressing shuttle bullets into the range to achieve great achievements——
- Don't think it's easy. The off-road vehicle jumping up and down under your butt is enough for a bunch of bullets to sweep up on it. Unfortunately, he doesn't have much ammunition, so he can only
Pursue the ultimate hit rate by streamlining three bursts!
As shots were fired from here, counterattacks from the rear followed. Tang Chao took a general look and found, well, the nearest bullet was about five feet away from the car... The marksmanship was not good on the one hand, but the other main reason was the motorcycles.
The passengers in the back seat were all holding SMGs, and the distance between them was beyond the effective range of submachine guns.
There is no way around this. There is only so much space on the motorcycle, and two people have to sit there. The rifle is like a fire stick. It cannot be used, so it can only be used as a micro-charge.
Of course, this was only temporary. The speed and flexibility of motorcycles far exceeded those of bulky off-road vehicles. It was only a matter of time before they entered the effective range of micro-ramming. The Tang Dynasty was also very aware of this, so it took the lead in attacking and taking advantage of Wang'an.
With this mentality, Tang Chao kept pulling the trigger, click, click, click, click—the rhythmic sound of gunfire was a beautiful note to the ears of those who knew the truth, but it was pressure to the ears of the motorcycle riders behind.
The death knell for Shanda.
It is true that the Tang Dynasty cannot guarantee the hit rate, but the current shooting accuracy is already unacceptable to those motorcycle riders. Are you kidding me? In this situation, shouldn't you just pull the trigger and leave the rest to the machine?
What happened to the bullet that knocked off the helmet and shattered the headlights?
Before the motorcycle riders could unravel their doubts, new misfortune struck again. A motorcycle that was charging so fiercely, regardless of the risk of overturning, suddenly shot out from the side. The timing was perfect. It was the base gunner who was at the forefront.
When they pressed into the effective shooting range and prepared to focus fire - they loosened their hands extremely crazily, relying on their waist, abdomen and legs to stabilize the car, and the two micro punches wrapped diagonally around the shoulders fell into the palms, twisting around, with a face filled with evil spirits.
full of excitement and fanaticism,
Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta--
The crazy firing of just a few breaths, but the effect it brought was almost devastating. Especially the visual impact, the falling motorcycle howling, the flying tires of the knight... It was like an automated harvester rushing into a wheat field.
, the crushing unilateral crushing into rubble, the shock reaches the bottom of my heart!
Tang Chao, who was about to retreat into his car to avoid the concentrated fire, saw that the first wave of offensive was dispelled, and he couldn't help but lick his suddenly dry lips.
It's not that he was shocked by the result. To be fair, with just seven or eight ordinary gunmen, he could bury all the opponents in one attack and save some bullets... and that's the key point!
Tang Chao could also kill these people, but his method was efficient and concise, just like a scalpel.
Fuma Musashi is different. His killing method always has characteristics that belong to him and only him. It is crazy, exaggerated, pure, and unconventional violent behavior that obviously has very bloody scenes but does not have much disgusting tyranny, just like siege.
hammer!
They are both killing people, so there is no distinction between them. But it has to be said that the Tang Dynasty could not achieve the ultimate effect of inexplicably shocking the scene to a moment of silence!
The group of knight gunners at the rear are the best example. Their eyes were dull and frightened. They even forgot that the demon in front of them had emptied the magazine. It was a great opportunity for them to raise their guns to avenge their companions. They just stared at that.
Dao's arrogant figure calmly controlled the motorcycle and drove away...