The helicopter hovered at low altitude, shooting at the mercenaries who were caught off guard on the ground. Those who survived fled with their heads in their hands, but Yang Chen was like an outsider, standing motionless, indifferently admiring the chaotic and bloody scene, without worrying about someone shooting at him, killing him.
Hanging by a thread, who has the leisure to do this? Trying to survive as much as possible is the top priority.
This is human nature.
Yang Chen, who has rich experience, knows this stuff very well.
Most people who can still run squeeze into the church at all costs. They have been on the battlefield, fought in battles, and killed people. This does not mean that they can regard death as home. Even Yang Chen agrees that it is better to die than to live, let alone these people.
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A few people...for example, the group of people in khaki hunting suits, although they were in a state of disarray, with some dead and injured, and as frightened as a bereaved dog, they did not follow the crowd and ran to the church, but rather went to grab the other two Cavalier XV off-road vehicles with a strong purpose.
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Knight xv armored off-road vehicle.
As the name suggests, the six-ton car body is protected by alloy armor, and the glass tires are also bulletproof and explosion-proof. The Gatling M134 multi-barreled machine gun is the king of firepower among firearms. The disadvantage is that the caliber is small, and 7.62mm bullets cannot do anything to the knight xv
of armor.
Mei Ji on the helicopter was playing with the M134, chasing the Cavalier
The unclear mottled bullet marks looked scary, but nothing happened.
The car was still running rampant.
Otto Rank, who was in the back seat, recovered from his shock. His first thought was not to escape from danger as soon as possible, but to avenge his son's family and wash away his own shame.
This almost crazy man leaned over and grabbed the driver, pointed to where Yang Chen was standing, twisted his ferocious face and screamed: "Run him to death! Run him to death!"
Even if the situation was extremely urgent, the driver did not dare to disobey Otto Rank. He gritted his teeth and turned the steering wheel. The armored off-road vehicle like a moving fortress circled around and rushed towards Yang Chen. Otto Rank saw Yang Chen getting closer and closer to the car.
Throwing away the spurs and drawing out both guns, with no intention of dodging, a vicious smile appeared on his ferocious face.
Die!
Otto Rank screamed in his heart.
Yang Chen's expression remained motionless, he calmly raised his gun, aimed at the front windshield of the armored off-road vehicle, fired rapidly while retreating backwards, in order to fire a few more shots within a short range.
Ding, ding, ding.... The bullets all hit the windshield at the same point. The glass cracked, and the cracks spread like spiders rapidly. It was shocking. The driver was so frightened that his face turned pale, but he had no choice but to press the accelerator to the bottom.
The moment the car approached, Yang Chen almost lay down on the ground, and the high-riding Knight xv passed over him and sped away.
Yang Chen curled his calves, put his feet on the ground, and exerted force on his waist and eyes. His whole body turned up strangely without the help of his hands. It was much faster than a carp's kick. It was cool and neat.
He stared at the off-road vehicle that was getting further away, and slowly smiled helplessly. The bullets in the gun were all gone, but the windshield was not broken.
No matter how hard you calculate, there is no chance that Otto Rank will replace his car with a Knight xv.
A wise man will always make mistakes. Perhaps the head of the Otto Rank family is still favored by God and his life should not be cut off. Yang Chen thought about it and turned around to look at the front of the church.
Except for the three Cavalier XVs that rushed out of danger, dozens of cars in front of the church were considered scrapped. Some of the fuel tanks were hit and burned fiercely after the explosion. They were about to be burned into scrap metal. On the messy field, there were corpses scattered everywhere, some of which were still alive.
People were wailing and screaming, as if life was worse than death.
The others hid in the church and stayed there.
The sound of gunfire gradually dissipated, and dozens of armed men wearing hoods and similar SWAT uniforms walked out of the forest behind the church. Otto Rank ambushed the group of people in the forest, but they killed them silently.
This is the Arctic Fox elite commando team.
Going to a meeting alone... How could Yang Chen, who had a lot of available resources and planned to teach Otto Rank a lesson severely, play the plot in the novel's script?
Detailed arrangements were made before coming.
At first, this guy showed up alone, purely to attract attention and prepare the ground for a surprise attack by his men. The tactics of the soldiers are cunning, and the victory is unexpected, and it is the next best strategy to open up the formation and fight to the death.
Furthermore, he has no eyesight. If he takes more risks, he can minimize the danger faced by his brothers below. This is his consistent style and one of the reasons why countless good men are willing to go through fire and water for him.
Dozens of tough men in black rushed out of the jungle and surrounded the church. They poured grenades and tear gas into the church. There were explosions in the church one after another and thick smoke billowing. In just a few minutes, those who were not dead or fainted inside stumbled out coughing.
, threw away the gun, knelt down, cried and shouted to throw himself.
When the captain of the Arctic Fox Assault Team saw this situation, he cursed him as a coward and turned around to ask Yang Chen, who was walking slowly, with his eyes. The life and death of these people was in Yang Chen's hands.
Yang Chen made a gesture of wiping his neck with an expressionless expression.
"Kill!" the man leading the group ordered without hesitation. The more than twenty people who knelt down to beg for mercy were shocked. Before they could resist any more, they were strangled by the crossfire of more than a dozen submachine guns.
Some people die with their eyes open, and some people are about to be beaten into honeycombs.
The people of Arctic Fox turned a blind eye to this, and walked around in a pool of blood indifferently. If they found someone who was still alive, they would shoot again. The battlefield is so cruel, without mercy and humanity.
Whoever is kind will be unlucky.
Over the years, many tough-minded heroes in the Arctic Fox have died from overflowing compassion and from their own kind hearts. This is a bloody lesson learned. Who among the living can forget it?
Yang Chen came over, glanced at the scattered corpses, looked around at his men, and said: "Clean up this place and evacuate as planned."
"Boss, that Otto Rank is not dead yet. Let's evacuate. Do we have enough manpower here?" The man leading the team was a little unsatisfied and wanted to eradicate the root cause.
"Enough..." Yang Chen smiled confidently. Even if Otto Rank was still unwilling to give in, he would probably not make a big show of fighting, and would probably use more secretive and insidious revenge methods. If he kept too many people, he would be a burden.
The man leading the team nodded and said no more.
Next, all the corpses were carried into the church. The Arctic Fox people took the "magic acid" prepared in advance, a terrible acid that is more corrosive than aqua regia and concentrated sulfuric acid. Currently, it can only be contained in polytetrafluoroethylene, the king of plastics.
The liquid was poured on the body, and a pungent white-yellow smoke immediately emitted.
For about half an hour, only the charred remains of the church were left on the ground, like black mud. Then the church, which had been abandoned for who knows how many years, was ignited by a fire and burned until a heavy downpour fell.
Otto Rank fled back to London and hid in a relatively secluded mansion of his family. There were more than two hundred people, but only a dozen followed him back. The rest were alive and dead, and they were all mercenaries wandering abroad, licking their blood with their swords.
It's a business, if you die, you'll die, it doesn't matter to Alto Rank.
