The area of ​​the big wooden house is in chaos, the number and conflicts have reached saturation, and the madness continues to spread like a virus.
Immediately after the second target behind the scenes, the warehouse became the first choice for other militants.
Perhaps during the entire process of capturing the big wooden house, no one stood up to resist, making the militants think that the farm had no resistance power, and all the armed security guards were either dead or scared away by their momentum.
The state of militants running towards the wooden house can be described as unscrupulous.
Just like entering your own back garden, let alone doing a good job in combat, some people even carry guns behind them.
Just to make yourself run faster and be the first to rush into the warehouse to grab things.
Little do you know.
Behind every car on this side of the warehouse, behind every haystack and mud pier, the world's most professional "killing machine" is hidden.
Contractors who only have the right to defend themselves will no longer care about the laws of war in a chaotic area that the world cannot pay attention to.
Killing all the goals that threaten you has become the only purpose of everyone here.
At 100 meters, no one fired the gun; at 80 meters, it was as quiet as night; at 50 meters, it was still as stable as an old dog; at 20 meters, Long Zhan raised his right hand, spread his five fingers, and began to prepare.
At 10 meters...
"Open fire!!!"
As Long Zhan clasped his five fingers to issue a signal, he shouted a command to open fire at the same time, and the two shared the information instantly conveyed to the audience.
The contractors who had already been ready to go all turned into cold butchers at this moment.
There are no high-tech photoelectric scopes, only mechanical aiming does not affect their shooting accuracy.
There are no privately customized tactical modules, only standard firearm configurations that are uniformly produced will not affect their becoming a battlefield machine.
The contractors who took the gun and aimed at the enemy, their eyes began to "slaughter".
It's a unilateral massacre!
"Da da da da da da..."
The unique sound of fire in Ak weapons resounded throughout the audience in an instant.
Dozens of guns fired at the same time, and the sound was like thunder.
The warehouse, which originally seemed unthreatening, completed its super evolution in just one second, from a broiler to a ferocious beast.
More than 10 militants running in the front fell to the ground as soon as the gunshots were fired.
Just like the cut wheat, it fell to the ground under the inertia of running forward, and slid forward for a distance.
The second group of militants following immediately felt something was wrong and wanted to brake.
pity.
It's too late!
The 7.62 bullets that flew through the sky harvested the wave of "straw" in front, and then began to sweep the rear with the momentum of wind and thunder.
The middle power bomb has unparalleled stopping and destructive power at close range.
There is an eye in the front and a big hole in the back.
What we mean is the power bomb in the middle!
When hitting the body, a blood mist would immediately explode, and the blood and flesh would begin to splatter all over the sky. The militants who were not hit by the key were most painful.
The scream was so loud that it was heart-wrenching that once covered up the fierce gunshots like thunder.
Gunshots.
Screams.
The breath of death began to permeate.
The blood with a 37-degree body temperature and a fishy smell of iron quickly spread throughout the farm under the wind, stimulating everyone's nerves and smell.
Long Zhan was still firing. After firing a magazine, he immediately replaced it with a new one and continued to lock the target and fire.
The process is as coherent as a computer, and the eyes are as cold as machines.
The remaining more than 10 contractors were also opening fires, unilaterally slaughtering the mob in front of them, with their expressions as cold and murderous as Long Zhan.
During the aiming and firing, there was no hesitation for even 0.1 seconds.
This is the veteran.
This is the elite who has experienced life and death on the battlefield and is never ruthless to the enemy.
If the professional army of a big country came here, it might be a bit threatening to some people in Long Zhan, and they could not be so calm in the firefighting.
Unfortunately, all those who came here were just a group of desperate people who had guns.
Militants who have not received any professional training may even try their luck in a close fight with one-on-one person and kill an existence stronger than themselves.
But once you come to the occasion of team fighting, positional fighting, and distance.
Everything is destined.
The mob without professional training, even if he holds the same gun, in front of a real killing machine, is just a fire stick.
The first wave of militants rushed over were all blown to the ground in less than 30 seconds.
More than 30 bodies fell to the ground.
More than a dozen people fell to the ground and howled in pain. The heart-wrenching screams ran through the entire farm and scared the courage of the militants behind them.
This is the most true portrayal of the strength gap.
Seeing that the warehouse was so fierce, the remaining militants suppressed their inner greed.
In order to save their lives, they turned their butts and ran outwards, running as far as they were, for fear that they would be opened if they were too late.
The militants on the big wooden house did not know what was happening in the warehouse.
They heard the violent gunfire from the warehouse, and searched through the big wooden house but couldn't find anything. They were so angry that their eyes were red and their minds had disappeared from their brains.
I couldn't see the others who ran away in a hurry, and there was only the warehouse not far away in my eyes.
Instinctively, I thought there was goods in the warehouse and internal struggles had begun.
In order to get a share of the pie, the militants in the big wooden house moved their targets and rushed to the warehouse dozens of meters away.
This was a 50-man rushing over, forming the second wave of offensive against the warehouse.
The second group of militants rushed over with great momentum, because they were worried that they would not be able to split up and ran very quickly, and the fierce expressions on their faces were in place.
However, no matter how much you play with eggs, it will not be able to hide the fact that eggs are fragile.
mob.
After all, it's a rabble.
The rapid and dense Ak series of gunfires broke out again outside the warehouse.
In a few dozen seconds!
The second wave of militants who were so excited by greed that they lost their minds and only knew to rush forward were also awakened by a painful lesson.
In the end, more than 20 bodies were left behind, and nearly 10 wounded people fled in a panic.
The two waves of attacks left in total, more than 20 wounded people, who could not be beaten or escaped, and in the end they could only wail in despair among the pile of corpses.
The despair of despair at this moment was more like a warning.
Tell all the young people around you that the arms of Ximu Farm are not that easy to get.
The militants who rushed in were indeed feeling the hardness of the iron plate of Ximu Farm and were completely scared.
In order to save my life, everyone made the smartest choice.
At the beginning, the exaggerated scene of a large group of militants rushing into Ximu Farm was replaced by no one even seen by anyone.
"A group of mobs!"
Long Zhan spitted a mouthful of phlegm on the ground, then pointed at the two of them with his fingers and said, "You two cleaned up the battlefield and fired all those guys. The screaming was so bad that it affected my mood."
"Okay, boss."
With several unanimous replies, the scattered precise point shots began to resound throughout the farm.
After every shot of the gunshot, there will be a heart-wrenching scream, which will come to an abrupt end like a pressed pause.
Yuri, who had been hiding in the warehouse, saw the group of people in front of him with expressionless massacre, and even the wounded lying on the ground, he would not let go.
An uncontrollable palpitations!
Cold sweat broke out on his forehead!
Even if you are an idiotic fool, you will realize the horror of these people when you see a group of people who can kill people so indifferently.
As one of the top arms dealers in Africa, Yuri has seen all kinds of people. He has a better vision and knows how terrifying Long Zhan’s group is. A strong impulse suddenly surges deep in his heart.
If you can find someone like this as a bodyguard, it will be worth it!
...
After all the arms were loaded onto the truck, the screams of the pile of corpses outside the warehouse were gone, and the wooden farm returned to the long-lost tranquility.
Yuri, who had never seen such a scene, was still in a turbulent and difficult to calm down.
Long Zhan didn't have time to wait for Yuri to calm down. The war intuition told him that the matter was not over yet, and it would definitely be more trouble if he didn't leave as soon as possible.
"Everyone gets in the car, sets off immediately, keeps the convoy in order, and returns along the original road."
With Long Zhan's order, the contractors who had just temporarily assigned various tasks due to special activities quickly returned to their posts.
The car leading the car behind the hall...
Driver, machine gunner, armed security...
In just less than 30 seconds, everyone in the fleet took their place and all the cars started the engine.
The idling sound of the six barrels and barrels was like the momentum that was ready to go before the charge of a bison.
"Mr. Yuri, the loading is over, we need to leave as soon as possible, are you going with us, or are you driving away by yourself?"
Long Zhan called Yuri before getting into the car, in order to achieve his secret purpose.
After that, I added: "They will likely make a comeback. I suggest you go with us so that you can be safer."
"Thank you very much, Mr. Gibran, you have helped me a lot. If you need to buy arms from me in the future, I will give you a 10% discount."
When Yuri heard that the militants would come, he dared not refuse Long Zhan's invitation. He agreed quickly and took the initiative to give benefits.
"Then thank you first, get on the truck in the middle."
Long Zhan pointed to the second truck in the middle, then stopped talking, strode to the first truck, picked up the on-board intercom and issued an order.
Chapter completed!