"You mean two of us are one?" Laura said.

"Yes, one for each person, I'll leave and you'll be right."

Laura visually measured the distance from the church door here, which was about 100 meters. She was a little worried, could she hit the bandit's cheek or neck with one arrow?

What is the distance between the Olympic archery competition, 50 meters, 70 meters, and 90 meters. Those players are sharpshooters carefully selected by a country. What Laura has to do must be the kind of hitting the bull's-eye, and there is only one chance to get one arrow.

Why can't it be a chest?

Because they were wearing combat vests, the combat vest was filled with various things, which was a backpack, and could also play a certain degree of defense. If an arrow was shot on the submachine gun magazine, it would indicate a complete failure of the operation, and the villagers might be in greater danger.

Take a deep breath.

"Okay, to my right." Laura said.

If you want to be a real warrior, become a strong man, or a qualified explorer, you must have a strong heart. If you can't overcome this difficulty, then what else can you talk about conquering nature and solving endless mysteries?

Draw an arrow from behind and slowly place it on the bowstring, pulling the bow all over, and Laura stabilizes her mind and breathing.

Archery,

This distance cannot be achieved with her eyes, so she can only feel it with her heart and feel whether the arrow can hit the target she wants when it is shot out.

"Swoosh!"

Laura let go of the bow and arrow in her hand. As the bowstring sounded gently, the arrow shot rapidly into the distance like a white light.

At the same time, Jiang Hao's arrow in his hand also let go.

In fact, he is even harder than Laura. He has to shoot the target and consider synchronizing with Laura. He can only accommodate Laura. After Laura shoots the arrow, he has to shoot the arrow at the same time, and he cannot hesitate for even a second.

"puff!"

"puff!"

Two consecutive sounds, all the bows and arrows hit.

Laura's arrow shot into the mercenary's throat and penetrated it directly from the choking throat. However, Jiang Hao's arrow was a little deviated and shot into the mercenary's mouth.

Fortunately, his arrow was powerful and directly smashed several of the opponent's teeth, and the tip of the arrow was transmitted from the back of his head.

Perfect action!

The three of them quietly approached the church, pulled two bodies and threw them to the side. Jiang Hao asked them to wait for a while, and came to the window to investigate quietly.

In the church, all the villagers sat on benches, bowing their heads to meditate. On the podium, an old pastor who looked about in his seventies or eighties was nagging something. Around the church, these five fully armed mercenaries stood scattered with submachine guns in their hands and could shoot at any time.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Hao suddenly felt like he saw the German devils back then.

Jiang Hao retreated, came to the two girls, and whispered: "There are 5 in total, but they are scattered around the church and are difficult to deal with. I have thought of a solution."

"What's the solution?"

"I changed into mercenaries' clothes, and after I went in, I killed those five guys as quickly as possible while they didn't react."

"How sure are you?" Laura asked.

"Yeah, half, half."

Jiang Hao didn't dare to say all of this. After all, in this case, emergencies could happen at any time. Russia's special forces were so awesome. More than a hundred hostages died in the hostage incident at the Bolshoi Theatre.

Jiang Hao searched in his backpack and pulled out a black combat uniform from it, exactly the same as the clothes of these mercenaries.

When Laura saw this scene, she said in her heart that it was normal.

After changing his clothes, Jiang Hao put a pistol in the holster and was about to go in. At this moment, Sophia grabbed Jiang Hao's arm, and Jiang Hao asked in a soft voice: "What's wrong with Sophia?"

Sofia made a prayer gesture, then lit a slight on Jiang Hao's forehead and said, "May the prophet bless you."

Jiang Haoxin said, I believe in the Three Pure Land, your prophet is so different, at most, he is at the level of a land public. I am afraid that any god in China will kill that guy.

When he walked to the church door, Jiang Hao pushed the door open directly, and he had already remembered the positions of the mercenaries in his heart.

The church door opened and all the mercenaries looked over. At first glance, they saw a guy in combat uniform. They thought they were one of the door guards, but at the second glance, they found that this guy had a silver long-barrel pistol in his hand.

Jiang Hao's body shook repeatedly, holding a gun in one hand and pressing the needle in the other.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!"

Five consecutive gunshots were almost no interval.

Jiang Hao still feels that the revolver is the safest, and he is the most convenient to use, so he chose to use his favorite viper.

The entire shooting process, including twisting the body to find the enemy's position, will not exceed 0.5 seconds in total.

What is 0.5 seconds?

When humans realize the problem, they pass this feeling to the brain. The brain reacts and gives the limbs time to give instructions. The whole process takes about 0.5 seconds. So even if these people see that Jiang Hao has an extra gun in his hand, before they can react, Jiang Hao's shooting is over.

Let’s look at the five mercenaries. Although they are scattered in five different positions, they now have one common characteristic, that is, each of them has an extra hole in their heads, neatly and unbiasedly, all at the center of their eyebrows.

After the gunshot, the villagers who had originally prayed with their heads down were shocked, but no one raised their heads and prayed with their heads down, praising the prophet's teachings.

The old pastor's chanting scriptures paused for almost a second, then it rang again, his tone still calm.

Jiang Hao returned to the door and opened the door. Laura and Sophia, who were waiting anxiously outside, saw that it was Jiang Hao coming out, and knew that the matter must have been done, and they couldn't help but cheer.

Sofia rushed into the church, "Dad, where are you, Pastor Wilde, where are my dads." Sofia was very afraid of losing her dad.

The old pastor smiled, "Jacau is very good, he is right behind him, and he has bandaged it."

Because Sophia broke in, all the villagers who had bowed their heads raised their heads. Only then did some people find that all the mercenaries were killed. The villagers stopped praying. Some people stood up and said, "These bandits injured Jacob and robbed the treasures of the Holy City. We are the guardians of the Holy City. Now we have to take up our weapons to defend the Holy City."

"Yes, defend the holy city."

"Kill these gangsters!"

People became indignant one by one, and some even took off the weapons on the mercenaries.

A woman worriedly said, "Those people are professional mercenaries, just for killing people. You only have bows and arrows, how can you be the opponents of those people?"

"We have been baptized to defend the prophets. Now is the time for us to fight for the prophets. Adult men, take up their weapons, and we fight to the end." Someone shouted loudly again.

"Yes, fight to the end, you must never let those people destroy the Holy City."

"The fighting nation must fight to the end."

Sofia ran to the back and saw her father lying on the bed. She immediately rushed over, knelt on the edge of the bed and hugged her father's neck, and said in a crying voice, "Dad, I was so scared just now. I am really afraid that something happened to you. I will never see you again in the future."

Seeing his daughter come back safely, Jacob was also very happy and touched Sophia's hair, "How did you escape? By the way, I just heard the gunshots, and it seemed that someone had killed the mercenaries."

Sophia immediately said, "It was Jon. He and Laura who were originally here to explore the Holy City, but I stopped him and said we were guarding him. They decided to give up exploring the Holy City and came back with me. Later, the mercenaries who chased me were also killed by Jon. Just now, it was Jon again, and they came in alone to kill the mercenaries who were detaining you."

Jacob nodded with a smile.

At this moment, the old pastor walked in, glanced at Sophia, and said to Jacob: "The villagers are going to fight to defend the holy city, and I don't know if I want to stop them."

A sad look appeared on Jacob's face again, "I don't know how many people will die in this war, I think it should stop."

"You mean to stop them," asked the old pastor.

"Yes, stop them from dying for the so-called holy city, it's really not worth it." Jacob said.

The old pastor turned around and went out.

Sophia looked at her father, "Dad, aren't we here just to protect the prophet? That's our responsibility, why do you object?"

When Jacob looked at his daughter, he suddenly felt that the old pastor could not persuade the villagers at all, because his daughters had this idea, let alone others.

As he expected, the old priest came back and shook his head, "They couldn't listen at all. They just wanted to defend the Holy City, and had already taken weapons to go up the mountain."

"Why!"

Jacob sighed.

Sometimes, after the faith is deeply rooted, it is very difficult to change. Without saying that he is a prophet, the villagers only think that the prophet's bones and coffins are in the holy city and will definitely protect them with all their strength.

But in this way, how many people will die?

The man died tragically, and the woman and the child cried. These scenes were like reincarnation, and they were constantly being staged here. He really didn't want to see that scene again.

It's time to end it all!
Chapter completed!