Five hundred yards is 450 meters. At this distance, even a large living person cannot be seen clearly with the naked eye, let alone a small wine bottle. What is even worse is that in a night environment, ordinary night vision devices cannot see clearly.
target at this distance.
In this environment, only the professional high-end night vision scopes used by the sisters Eileen and Ellie can play a role. The sisters used their own efforts to drag the game into a complete competition of equipment.
"The snipers of your 'Aurora Legion' are very good. But since we have both destroyed ten targets, this game is considered a draw." Old man Jose laughed and said, "Okay, I'm a little tired. I want to
Go back and rest. You young people, keep playing."
Surrounded by more than a dozen bodyguards and entourage, Mr. Jose from the 'Committee' was about to turn around and leave. Apparently he was aware of the risks and did not want to continue playing. However, as soon as this group of people moved around, the 'dog meat' swooped away.
In front of them, he opened his fangs and growled.
The roar of 'Dog Meat' was very intimidating. The two bodyguards immediately stopped in front of their master, and the others formed a circle with alert eyes. The old man Jose immediately shouted sharply: "Mr. Hugo, let your dog go away, otherwise
I ordered the shooting."
"I advise you not to give such stupid orders, it will only hurt your own people." Zhou Qingfeng slowly walked down from the high platform of the venue, his attitude was cold and calm.
As the master of the Guantanamo base, General Federo, who was still on the high platform, wanted to mediate, but Mirta stopped her husband again. This woman was naturally good at taking advantage of the situation, and she whispered: "Let them fight."
The old man Jose who was blocked suddenly became furious, "Victor Hugo, do you want to provoke a dispute between us?"
"There seems to be an agreement between us just now. The person who loses in the shooting competition seems to have to pay something?" Zhou Qingfeng said coldly: "Old guy, are you suffering from senile amnesia? Take out the prize that belongs to me.
.”
"We didn't decide the winner? Where did the prize come from?"
"Then let's have another round to determine the winner. Take advantage when you see it, and hide when you see danger. This kind of cheating method will not work in front of me. Since you have provoked the dispute, don't think about getting away easily."
Facing the aggressive Zhou Qingfeng, Mr. Jose, who considered himself powerful, felt that he had given in enough. He was from the "Cuban North American Strategic Council" that occupied the entire state of Florida, and he was not some cat or dog that could be bullied casually.
"Victor Hugo, don't forget, you seem to still want to cooperate with us." Old Jose shouted again, "I can reject your cooperation proposal at any time, and you 'Aurora Legion' can't even think about it.
No benefit comes to our hands."
"Don't take yourself too seriously. That bullshit 'committee' of yours can use someone else to talk to me." Zhou Qingfeng refused to give in and said oppressively: "Hand over the treasure you made the bet on, otherwise you won't be able to talk to me."
Want to leave."
While talking, Zhou Qingfeng had already walked a few meters away from old man Jose. Two bodyguards from the other party, both 1.9 meters tall, came up to him immediately. One of them blocked the road with his strong body, lowered his head and threatened: "Mr. Hugo
, Mr. Jose doesn’t like you to get too close, so in order to avoid hurting you, please step back.”
Old Jose, who was hiding behind the bodyguard, also shouted: "Little Hugo, you don't seem to know how to respect the elders? I've been very polite to you, now please step back and don't act like a street gangster."
To put it bluntly, we are not a gang here, but a regular violent organization."
The smell of gunpowder was now even stronger than in the shooting competition just now. All the people in the audience were stunned by this sudden scene. Everyone was thinking: Why do these big shots fall out so easily? They were placing bets together just now.
It was said to be a source of fun, but now it seems like it's going to cost people's lives.
Even General Federo, who had been watching, became anxious, "We can't let them continue to make trouble like this. This is my territory, and they must be separated from me."
Seeing that her husband was about to rush out, Myrta took Federo's hand again and shouted: "Who do you want to help? Who can you offend? Didn't you realize that Victor Hugo had already made up his mind to get that battery?
?He has long expected that Jose will cheat, and he will take action regardless of the outcome of the game just now. If you want to bring hatred to yourself, then go ahead."
At the scene of the confrontation, Zhou Qingfeng raised his head slightly and glanced at the big bodyguard in front of him, and whispered: "Get away, idiot, don't force me to do anything."
"Sir, I have more than a dozen companions, but you are only one person. I feel that I am definitely not the one who wants to get out of here." The 19-meter-tall bodyguard even took half a step towards Zhou Qingfeng, trying to force Zhou Qingfeng back.
"You really don't have a lot of eyesight!" Zhou Qingfeng suddenly moved and struck without mercy. He pushed forward with both hands, and the bodyguard, who weighed more than 100 kilograms, was pushed backwards by his huge force, and then kicked him violently.
With extraordinary explosive power, he kicked his opponent away like a ball.
With a bang, the ball weighing more than 100 kilograms flew up and crashed directly into the middle of Jose's entourage. Many people were hit and staggered like bowling pins, creating chaos.
As soon as Zhou Qingfeng made a move, another bodyguard who came forward immediately drew his gun, trying to control the bad-tempered young man in front of him. As soon as he made a move, Zhou Qingfeng grabbed his shoulder much faster than him.
He pulled it down and hit his waist hard with his knee.
A fierce knee strike almost killed the second bodyguard. Zhou Qingfeng didn't wait for the target to scream in agony and grabbed him for a round. The second 'ball' was thrown out again, with the same crackling sound.
A hit.
After two extremely fast attacks, Old Man Jose's men quickly reacted to the chaos. Someone took out a gun again and was about to shoot at Zhou Qingfeng, but before the man could aim his gun, a shot was fired dozens of meters away.
The bullet came first, and the bullet immediately broke his arm.
My sister Eileen made a successful shot. She pulled the trigger of the gun with a clatter, and a hot bullet case jumped out of the chamber. Then she pushed the trigger again and loaded another round. My sister Ellie even took out an MP7A1 and pointed it at it with an unruly expression.
Richard and others nearby shouted: "Don't move, I will kill anyone who moves?"
The people around Jose were in confusion again, because at that moment, 'Dogmeat' broke into Jose's protective circle and threw the old man directly to the ground, biting the old man's head with his sharp teeth.
You can kill the other person!
"That's enough. Stop it." Seeing that the overall situation had been decided, Myrta immediately came out to clean up the mess and gained friendship from both parties. She ran up to stop Zhou Qingfeng and acted as peacemaker, saying: "Mr. Hugo, please don't
How about hurting Mr. Jose again? It won’t be good for anyone.”
Zhou Qingfeng walked to Jose, looked at the old man whose head was bitten by the 'dog meat' and couldn't move, and sighed: "Old guy, you really overestimate your own strength. Hand over that battery, it belongs to
Me."
Mr. Jose, who always sat upright and had a noble demeanor, fell to the ground and found that he had kicked an iron plate. He quickly took out the world's unique 'nuclear fusion battery' from his pocket and handed it to Zhou Qingfeng.
This battery is about the size of a palm, two to three centimeters thick, and is heavy to hand. The inscription on the surface roughly explains its usage and specifications. After Zhou Qingfeng took it, a long-lost smile finally appeared on his face.
"Thank you, Mr. Jose. Thank you for the battery. I like it very much. By the way, don't forget the reward of 10,000 gold coins. Give it to Ms. Mirta."
When Zhou Qingfeng said this, he turned to look at the thousands of people in the venue and shouted loudly: "I announced before that all girls who kiss me can share in this bounty. Girls, what are you waiting for? e
-on, baby! We are going to have a lot of fun tonight...I want to set a record of killing a hundred people."