Allen could clearly see from a distance that Daniel's convoy stopped after arriving at an extremely remote warehouse.

About twenty mercenaries with solemn makeup walked out of the leading cars and began to check the surrounding environment.

But Daniel, the most important one, did not get off the car.

The huge headlights shone, and the huge warehouse appeared in shape under such light. A somewhat worn-out military-style warehouse appeared in front of them.

Allen couldn't help but sigh slightly, finally knowing why they didn't put the warehouse on the possible list.

I don’t know how many people will be tried after this time, but probably not a small number of them.

After all, people who can do such things as generals privately handing them over to others for use in warehouses are not simple people, and there will definitely be no fewer people involved.

"Everyone, prepare."

The voice of Yaheng suppressing his anger came from the contact device, and Alan's mind was instantly withdrawn and condensed into the scene in front of him.

"action."

Bang bang bang bang!

The huge gunshots that resounded through the night sky like thunder cut through the night sky and tore the cold wind of the night.

The convoy connected to the front line was parked at the entrance of the military warehouse, and the bright lights illuminated the surroundings slightly.

The originally dim door of the warehouse has become the absolute center at this moment.

The thick and sharp bullets passed through the gap between light and darkness, crossed a thousand meters of distance to the stage, and performed a perfect performance at the scheduled time.

Bright blood flowers bloomed on the chests of these mercenaries, reflecting the scene with extremely bloody and poignant beauty.

"Enemy attacks, hide."

A shrill scream resounded, and the leading mercenary leader called out loud at this moment.

At the same time, when he noticed a sniper attack, he also tried his best to start avoiding.

But everything was in vain, and the irregular dodging figure was hit the next moment when it made a sound.

The originally extremely agile body became stiff in an instant, and the huge kinetic energy carried by the bullets drove the bodies of these mercenaries backwards and smashed heavy dust.

There was a distinct and dazzling fear and despair in their eyes, and they could not imagine why they had no power to resist under such a sniper.

But this is an unquestionable fact. A group of black iron-level shooters, using their characteristic guns and ammunition, cannot kill these mercenaries who are always the king of ordinary people, so they may have to rebuild them.

Although not all shooters are shooter-level professionals, except for guys like Alan who joins for too short time, other warrior executives, even if they are not shooters, have extremely good shooting skills with the powerful control of the Black Iron-level physical body.

The reserve personnel in Daniel's convoy who had not yet got off the car watched his colleague be knocked away instantly and fell into a pool of blood. A huge trumpet-shaped wound was revealed on his back.

The gurgling blood flowed out fiercely from the wounds of these people like a fountain, and in an instant it immersed the ground that had been passed by heavy vehicles all year round and became uneven.

Bright red blood filled the ravines and pits on the ground, as if a blood-colored picture was painted.

But there was no anger in the eyes of these remaining militants, only with deep fear and despair.

Because we understand the strength of these mercenaries, we can better understand the strength of these enemies.

All the people outside will be killed with one blow. Enemies with such ability will only die even if they get off the car.

With this idea, several locomotives that were originally stagnant began to ignite and start.

The dull roar roared in an instant, with hysterical despair.

After Daniel was riding in a vehicle, a fully armed mercenary held the steering wheel with trembling hands, waiting for the steam locomotive to finish ignition.

In just ten seconds, this moment is extremely long.

Boom boom boom boom...

The roar continued to sound in his ears, and the mercenary couldn't help but hold the pendant on his chest with his trembling left hand and began to pray in a low voice.

He kept looking at everything around him, watching the unconceived enemies rushing towards them, the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter as he watched them.

Click!

But the next moment, a dragon-like roar suddenly resounded, and the bullets that flashed through the sky like lightning broke through the glass window that was claimed to be bulletproof in an instant and penetrated his temple.

The scene like a watermelon explosion was staged in this somewhat confined and narrow motorcycle, and the splashing red and white objects dyed the car with the background of death.

Tate looked at the terrifying and bloody scene through the sniper lens on the sniper rifle in his hand, without any slightest, and a cold curve appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Come on, bastards."

The same scene appears at many nearby commanding heights.

No matter in which world, trafficking of children or raping women is always a crime that can be on the top list. Such criminals are often taken special care even in prison.

So even if there are a few newcomers in this operation, they have no psychological burden at all for shooting and killing these people who are aiding evil.

Not to mention that the rest are veterans who have experienced many battles and are wandering around the brink of death.

"No, no, Daniel did not appear." Yaheng looked at this scene, but there was no joy in his eyes.

Although almost all enemies have been completely killed in the previous actions, the most critical Daniel is missing.

"The first group of wanderers, and the second group of wanderers reported the situation separately."

In the huge truck compartment at the end of the convoy, a man wearing a black windbreaker in the executive department noticed the reaction of the communication device and gave a wink at his extremely comrades beside him, asking them to continue to comfort these young children.

Looking at the resentful eyes of his comrades, he just stepped over the few dead bodies inside the carriage, as if he was walking outside urgently.

"A group of wanderers, complete the mission perfectly without casualties."

When Yaheng heard this voice, his originally solemn brows relaxed a little, but the next moment he realized that the second group of Wanderers did not respond.

"There are...sizi...please...sizi..."

Yaheng heard the noise like electric current coming from the communication device. His face changed drastically and he asked for help without hesitation.

"Mr. Derria, the two wanderers teams were missing."

When Deria, who was standing in the distance, heard the news, her eyes suddenly opened, and a silver-bright cold light suddenly appeared in the void, making the air extremely cold.

Deria stepped abruptly, and the powerful force made the building that had not collapsed after an earthquake and swayed left and right, as if swaying in the wind of a house built by building blocks.

Rumble!

The sound of thunder like a sunny day spread throughout the battlefield in an instant, causing all the people in action to stop.

Deria's figure had disappeared from the spot, pulling out a long vacuum corridor in the air.

At the top of the building that was shaking, where Deria originally stood, there were only two footprints that seemed to be directly engraved on the concrete floor, and a funnel-shaped white mist that slowly dissipated.

Bang!

But in just one breath, Deria crossed a long distance and arrived at the door of the warehouse.

The figure that could not be captured by human eyes blurred for a moment at the door of the military warehouse, and then only saw the door made of steel suddenly flying backwards with a violent impact.

The door of violent demolition was smashed down, causing heavy dust to fly.

In this thick dust, five embarrassed figures in black uniforms fled out of the dust and ran towards Deria.

They all had more or less wounds on their bodies. The worst one seemed to have been slit open by a big knife, and huge cracks penetrated the entire chest.

If the other party hadn't cracked the wound with his strong physical control, he might have fainted on the spot.

But the situation is not good now. The most injured man ran to Deria with all his strength, as if he had used all his strength, and his face, which was as thin as gold foil, became paler.

It seemed as if the string that had been tense suddenly relaxed. After feeling safe, the injured man finally collapsed like a boneless snake. Fortunately, his comrades beside him supported his body, otherwise, the fall would probably have died suddenly on the spot.

Of course, the current situation may not be very good. The unconscious other party was unable to control the wound on his chest and barely closed, and the surging blood flow could not stop rushing outward.

At this speed, it is estimated that the other party will not be able to hold on for a few minutes.

"Hahaha, today I am really lively."

A hoarse voice as if rubbing the blackboard with his nails came out of the heavy dust, with dark and fierceness as if a poisonous snake was breathing.

The other party seemed to ignore these escaped executives and just stared at Deria standing at the gate.

Deria ignored the little guys beside him. It was not that he didn't care about the other party, but that he was difficult to distract him in such a situation.

"Puppet Master?" Deria just spoke indifferently, but the originally questionable sentence was in a certain tone.

"Oh, boy, do you know me?" The puppet master smiled hesitantly when he heard Deria's voice.

After all, although Deria wanted to suppress the anger in her heart, she was powerless in the end. Her majestic killing intention spread out like a tide, frozen in the surrounding space.

He saw too much of this obvious and extreme reaction, but in his impression, he did not have the face of Deria at all.

It is no exaggeration to call Deria a boy, although the silver ranks have a long lifespan, Deria is in her forties and looks like a young man in her twenty years old.

But the breath of the soul will not deceive people. The dazzling light of the soul is as obvious as the rise and fall of the sun, which intuitively reflects a person's vitality.

He called Deria and said nothing wrong.

"Of course, I've been looking forward to this day for a long time." Deria said gritting her teeth, with bloody hatred in every word.

He was not a talkative person at first, and he rarely had time to communicate with the enemy during and before the battle.

But now it is different. He needs to buy time for the evacuation of these little guys behind him.

Feeling that these little guys who escaped from the warehouse had been away from the battlefield, Deria could no longer suppress the murderous intent rolling in her chest.
Chapter completed!