The Etiquette of the Soldiers is To Meet Up

　　 Allen can be clearly seen from a distance, and Daniel's motorcade stopped after reaching an extremely remote warehouse.

　　 walked down from the leading cars about twenty or so mercenaries with serious makeup and began to check the surrounding environment.

　　 And the most important Daniel did not get out of the car.

　　The huge car lights were shining, and the huge warehouse emerged under such light, and a somewhat dilapidated military-style warehouse appeared in front of them.

　　 Allen sighed involuntarily, finally knowing why they did not include this warehouse on the possible list.

　　 I don't know how many people will be tried after this time, but it is estimated that it will not be less.

　　 After all, people who can do things like general warehouses privately handed over to others to use are not a simple character, and there are certainly many people involved.

　　 "Everyone, prepare."

　　 Ya Hengqiang's voice of anger was heard from the communication instrument, and Allen's mind was also instantly retracted, condensed to the scene in front of him.

　　 "Action."

　　 bang bang bang!

　　 The huge gunfire resounding through the night sky like thunder pierced the night sky and tore the cold wind at night.

　　 The connected convoy stopped at the gate of the military warehouse, and the bright lights illuminated the surroundings slightly.

　　 The gate of the warehouse, which was originally dim, became the absolute center at this moment.

　　 The thick and sharp bullet passed through the gap between light and darkness, and reached the stage over a long distance of kilometers, giving a perfect performance at the scheduled time.

　　Bright blood blossoms bloomed on the chests of these mercenaries, and the scene was extremely **** and poignant.

　　 "Enemy attack, concealment."

　　 The shrill scream resounded, and the mercenary leader in the lead made a hoarse call at this moment.

　　 At the same time, at the moment he noticed a sniper attack, he also tried his best to evade.

　　 But everything was in vain, and the irregularly evasive figure was hit the moment it made the sound.

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

　　 There are glaring fears and despair in their eyes, they can't imagine why they have no resistance under such a sniper.

But this is an unquestionable fact. A group of dark iron-ranked shooters, using special firearms and ammunition, cannot kill these mercenaries who are always the king of ordinary people, so they are afraid they will be rebuilt. .

Although not all shooter-level professionals are shooting, except for guys like Allen who have been in too short a time, the other combatant executive department commissioners, even if they are not shooters, rely on the powerful control of the black iron-level body. A very good marksmanship.

　　 The reserve personnel in the Daniel's team who had not got off the car, watched as his colleague was instantly knocked off and fell into a pool of blood, revealing a huge horn-shaped wound on his back.

　　 The gurgling blood flowed fiercely from the wounds of these people like a fountain, and in an instant it drenched the uneven ground with heavy vehicles passing by all the year round.

　　 The bright red blood filled the gullies and pits on the ground, as if painted a **** picture.

　　 But there is no anger in the eyes of these remaining militants, only heavy fear and despair.

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

　　 Kill all the personnel outside in one blow. Enemies with this ability, even if they get out of the car, they are just sending them to death.

　　 With this in mind, several locomotives that had been stalled in place began to ignite and start.

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

　　 Behind Daniel's vehicle, a heavily armed mercenary, holding the steering wheel with trembling hands, waited for the ignition of the steam locomotive to complete.

　　 In normal times, the time is less than ten seconds, but at this moment it is extremely long.

　　 Boom boom boom...

　　 The constant high roar sounded in his ears, and the mercenary could not help holding 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 unimagined enemies rushing towards them, the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter.

　　 Click!

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

　　The scene as if a watermelon exploded was staged in this somewhat confined and narrow locomotive. The splashing red and white objects stained the car with the color of death.

　　 Tate looked at this terrifying and **** scene through the sniper scope on the sniper rifle in his hand. There was nothing like it, and the corners of his mouth evoked a cold arc.

　　 "Come on, bastards."

　　 The same scene appeared in many nearby vantage points.

　　 No matter which world you are in, kidnapping and trafficking in children and **** of women are always top crimes. Such criminals are often taken special care of 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 abusive existences.

　　 Not to mention that the rest are veterans who have experienced many battles and wandered on the edge of death.

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

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

　　 "One group of wanderers and two groups of wanderers report the situation separately."

　　 In the huge truck at the end of the convoy, a man wearing a black windbreaker from the executive department noticed the reaction of the communicator, and winked at the extremely comrades beside him, asking them to continue to comfort these extremely young children.

　　 Looking at the somewhat resentful eyes of his comrades, he just stepped over a few dead bodies inside the carriage, as if walking out in a hurry.

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

　　 Yaheng heard this voice, his somewhat solemn brows relaxed a little, but he reacted the next moment, and the second group of rogues did not respond.

　　 "There is...zizi...please...zizi..."

　　 Yaheng heard the noise like an electric current coming from the communication device, his complexion changed drastically, and he asked for assistance without hesitation.

　　 "Mr. Delia, the second group of rogues has lost contact."

　　 Standing in the distance, Delia heard the news, and his eyes opened and closed suddenly, and a bright silver glow suddenly appeared in the void, setting the air against this piece of air to be extremely cold.

　　Dria stepped on it violently, and the majestic force made this building that had experienced an earthquake and did not collapse from side to side, as if it was swaying in the wind of a building made of building blocks.

　　 rumbling!

　　 The sound like thunder on a sunny day spread throughout the entire battlefield in an instant, causing all the personnel in the action to stop their movements.

　　Dria's figure has disappeared in place, pulling out a long vacuum corridor in the air.

　　 The top of the swaying building, where Delia originally stood, is only left with two footprints that seem to be directly engraved on the concrete floor, and a funnel-shaped white mist that slowly dissipates.

　　Bang!

　　 In just a breath of time, Delia crossed a long distance and arrived at the door of the warehouse.

　　 The figure that could not be captured with the naked eye was blurred for a moment at the entrance of the military warehouse, and then only the gate made of steel flew back suddenly, with a violent crash.

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

　　 In this heavy dust, five embarrassed figures in black uniforms fled from the dust and rushed in the direction of Dria.

　　 They all have more or less wounds on their bodies, the most serious one, as if the chest was split by a big knife, and a huge crack penetrated the entire chest.

　　 If it weren't for the opponent's strong physical control, and didn't let the wound open, I was afraid that he would faint on the spot.

　　 But the current situation is not good. The most injured man ran to Delia with all his strength, as if exhausted his whole body, his complexion, which was originally thin as gold leaf, became paler.

It seemed that the string that had been tense suddenly relaxed. After feeling that he was safe, the injured man slumped like a boneless snake. Fortunately, the comrades beside him supported his body. Otherwise, this fell. It is estimated to be violently killed on the spot.

　　 Of course, the current situation is not necessarily so good. The unconscious opponent has no power to control the wound on his chest and barely closes, and the turbulent blood flow cannot stop rushing outwards.

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

　　 "Hehehe, today my old man is really very lively here."

A hoarse voice as if rubbing a blackboard with nails came out of the thick dust, with a dark and fierce like the breath of a poisonous snake~www.readwn.com~ The other party seemed to ignore the executive department commissioners who escaped at all, just watching and standing. Delia at the gate.

　　Dria also ignored the little guys beside him. It's not that he doesn't care about each other, but that under such circumstances, it is difficult for him to be distracted.

　　 "Puppet Master?" Delia just said indifferently, but the original questioning sentence had a certain tone.

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

　　 After all, although Delia wanted to suppress the anger in his heart, in the end he was powerless. The majestic killing intent spread out like a tide, and the surrounding space was frozen.

　　 This kind of obvious reaction, he has seen too much, but in the impression, there is no face of Delia at all.

　　 It is no exaggeration for him to call Delia a kid, although the silver ranks have a long lifespan, Delia is more than 40 years old, and looks like a young man in his twenties.

　　 But the breath of the soul is not deceiving. The radiant light of the soul is as obvious as the rise and fall of the sun, which intuitively reflects the vitality of a person's life.

　　 He called Delia a kid, and he was right.

　　 "Of course, I have been looking forward to this day for a long time." Delia said through gritted teeth, and every word contained **** hatred.

　　 He is not such a talkative person, and he rarely communicates with the enemy during and before the battle.

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

　　 Perceiving that these little guys who had escaped from the warehouse had already left the battlefield, Delia could no longer restrain the killing intent tumbling in his chest.

　　锃!