Luo Hao stood in front of Bugir, a European-style castle, and sighed slowly. He finally arrived here. The battle that had been continued from his father and master's generation was finally coming to an end here.
The "Demon Hunting Plan" formulated by Zhao Guobang is finally coming to an end.
Qi Fan walked up to Luo Hao, put his hand on his shoulder, and said: "It will all be over soon!"
"This is Bujir's lair, so we can't be careless." Yun Lingfeng said with a serious face: "Even if this place is not a dragon's nest, it must be full of dangers. If we are careless, we will all die in it."
Just now, they had learned from Chen Yingtian that they had discovered Bujir's whereabouts, but it was not clear whether Bujir had died.
"I wonder if that guy Bugir has been blown into pieces." Xu Xudong said with emotion: "If the cannon from Tombstone had killed him directly, we would have saved trouble."
"Whether he has been killed by the machine gun or not, we have to go in." Luo Hao said: "If you don't see Bujir's body with your own eyes, you can't say that he is dead. This guy has nine things like a cat.
If he was killed so easily, he would have died several times. Everyone, check the weapons and ammunition, we are ready to go in!"
In the battle just now, everyone consumed a lot of ammunition, and there were not many spare magazines left on them, so everyone took out the spare ammunition from their backpacks and started loading the empty magazines. Now that we are here, we can
Just a few minutes to reload the bullet.
Sun Tao had already landed the "Longbow Apache" at this time, and he and Chen Yingtian jumped out of the helicopter. All the "Dark Moon" troops outside the castle had been cleared, and the "Longbow Apache" was fighting inside the castle.
"Patch" is no longer of much use, and all the rockets on the helicopter have been used up, and the single-barreled chain gun only has a dozen rounds left.
Click!
Luo Hao slapped the loaded magazine into the magazine slot. With a snapping sound, the P-MAG resin magazine with a buckle at the end was locked.
"superior!"
Turning on the visual laser pointer on the tactical rail on the right side of the guardrail, Luo Hao instructed Lin Xiaoyang to install door-breaking explosives on the castle gate, and then retreated to the wall to the left of the gate.
Lin Xiaoyang pulled the fuse of the explosives used to break the door and quickly backed away.
"Bang!"
The door lock was damaged by explosives. Luo Hao stepped forward, raised his foot and kicked the door open. He kicked the door open and rushed into the castle.
After entering the castle of Bujier, Luo Hao, Qi Fan, and Yun Lingfeng finally saw what "luxury" is!
Originally, Yun Lingfeng thought that his castle was pretty good, but compared with Bugir's castle, except that it was better than Bugir's castle in terms of age, there was nothing else about his castle.
Comparable points. There are several oil paintings hanging on the corridor walls, some of which are famous paintings by Van Gogh that have been missing for a long time.
"These paintings must be fakes, right?" Xu Xudong swallowed, looked at the oil paintings on the wall, and asked.
"Fake?" Situ Kong snorted coldly and said to Xu Xudong: "Do you think Bujier will hang fakes on the wall?"
"Fuck me!"
Xu Xudong blinked and said, "Then if I take these oil paintings back, won't I make a fortune?"
"I don't know if you will get rich." Situ Kong chuckled and said, "But I know that if you take these oil paintings back, the relevant departments will come to you for tea, and then Interpol will come to your door. What do you think?
Are these paintings that Bujier hangs here from an upright origin?"
"That makes sense!" Xu Xudong gave Situ Kong a thumbs up and looked away from the oil paintings on the wall.
At this time, Wesley stepped forward and directly moved a pair of Van Gogh's famous paintings from the wall, stood on the wall, and said: "You can't take them back, so I will work harder to take them back. Anyway, I
He is a mercenary and his identity is not clean. Since I can’t eat Donglaishun mutton and Quanjude roast duck, I will take these paintings back to comfort my wounded heart.”
When Luo Hao heard Wesley's words, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. The last two sentences of this guy were definitely meant to offend him.
"If you want to take the painting back, you must first save your own life!" Qi Fan said to Wesley: "If your life is gone, then you have nothing."
"Damn, don't curse me!" Wesley raised his middle finger to Qi Fan and said, "The great Wesley will not die so easily."
"I hope so!" Luo Hao said with a smile.
"You two guys!" Wesley gritted his teeth and looked at Luo Hao and Qi Fan, feeling unhappy.
Yun Lingfeng reached out and patted Wesley on the shoulder, and said: "They two grew up together. Even if you are full of mouths, you can't possibly speak to them."
There is an elevator in the castle, but Luo Hao, Qi Fan and the others did not choose to take the elevator. If someone ambushed outside the elevator, taking the elevator would mean they would be killed.
According to Sun Tao, they found that Bujir's room was on the third floor, so Luo Hao decided to go to the third floor first to determine whether Bujir was dead or alive.
"It's strange, this is Bujier's lair, why is there no one there?" Wesley held the M4A1 tactical rifle, looked around and muttered.
Wesley's doubts were also the doubts of everyone present. This is Bujir's lair. How could it not even have a guard?
Could it be that they were all killed just now? Luo Hao couldn't help but have such speculation in his mind. But with Bujier's caution, he should not make such an arrangement.
With doubts in their hearts, Luo Hao, Qi Fan, Yun Lingfeng and others continued to search in the castle. The calmer the castle became, the less they dared to take it lightly. Such calm cannot make people feel at ease. Such calm is more like a storm.
The tranquility before.
Luo Hao stood at the door of Bujier's office, looked at the closed door in front of him, and asked Lin Xiaoyang, "Hummingbird, can you open it?"
After observing carefully, Lin Xiaoyang replied: "It uses a facial recognition system and is easy to handle. Give me three minutes."
With that said, Lin Xiaoyang connected the individual PDA on his wrist to the system at the office door, and started operating on his PDA. He directly hacked into the system, selected and deleted the photos stored by Bujir, and then exited.
The system snapped its fingers at Luo Hao and said, "Done!"