Chen Chunan fell to the ground along the car door. There were still two gangsters standing under the car door. They were worried that Chen Chunan was not dead and were planning to give Chen Chunan a few more shots.

Suddenly, Chen Chunan opened his eyes. The figure who had not completely fallen to the ground suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed one of the gangsters, spun him in a circle, got behind him, and took away the submachine gun in his hand.

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Chug tug tug...

Bang……

A gunshot rang out, and sparks were flying even on the bus.

A total of twelve gangsters were killed.

In addition to Liang Xiaofeng and Brother Fang Yan, there were three gunmen standing on the bus. It was these three gunmen who cooperated with Chen Chunan and easily killed all the gangsters.

These three young gunmen and the dialect buddies are also mercenaries of Silver Shield.

Chen Chunan arrived victoriously. As soon as he leaned out of the car door, he suddenly felt a sense of danger approaching. On an inconspicuous seat, a very young man was holding a dark pistol and pointing the gun at it.

Chen Chunan.

Bang!

The bullet was shot from the windshield, but Chen Chunan was unharmed.

Behind the young man, a cold figure suddenly appeared. This figure wanted to kill the young man with one blow. When he saw that the man was so young, he hesitated for a moment and then grabbed the pistol from the young man's hand.

, but gave the man time to shoot.

Fortunately, when the man fired, he was affected by the person behind him grabbing the gun. The muzzle of the gun slightly deflected upward by a few millimeters, and the bullets fired did not hurt anyone.

Subsequently, the young man was knocked unconscious.

Chen Chunan looked at the man who saved his life and nodded slightly.

This person's name is Li Feng. He is not very young, but he is a veteran sniper of Silver Shield. He is a man of unsmiling words and can express his emotions and anger.

"Fat man..."

Liang Xiaofeng didn't pay much attention to the gun battle just now. He was comforting the beautiful tour guide who was scared to death when he suddenly heard Chen Chunan's voice, but he ignored it.

"Hey, little fat man, I'm calling you." The middle-aged man, who was protected by the Silver Shield people, came over.

"Old man, we are doing business, don't make any noise." Liang Xiaofeng looked impatient, and his standard middle-aged face was directly elevated to the level of an old man.

"Fat man, get out of the car quickly."

"Hey, hey... Got it." Chen Chunan's voice came again. Liang Xiaofeng was worried and stood up reluctantly. He turned around and got out of the car behind the middle-aged man.

"This car can't move, we have to walk a distance."

After the seven Silver Shield mercenaries and the middle-aged people got out of the car, Chen Chunan gathered everyone together and began to discuss the next plan of action.

The middle-aged man is their employer for this mission

, as Silver Shield operatives, they are never allowed to access any of their employer's information unless required by the mission.

Therefore, they did not know the middle-aged man's true identity and background at all, and only addressed him as "employer".

It is unjustifiable for fifteen heavily armed gangsters to rob a bus in broad daylight. It is not difficult to guess that their real purpose must be their employer, and the robbery is just a cover-up to take advantage of the situation.

After Chen Chunan planned the route of action on the map, the group of eight people set off on the road again.

"Oops!" Liang Xiaofeng suddenly shouted.

"Little fat man, why are you so surprised?"

"I forgot to ask for my contact information."

Just as Liang Xiaofeng was about to turn back, the middle-aged man kicked him over: "Stop embarrassing me and leave quickly."

"You..." Liang Xiaofeng glared at the middle-aged man with splitting eyes: "You are not my commander, why should I listen to you?"

"I am your employer, and everything is done with the employer's safety in mind. This is your silver shield's oath and your promise." The middle-aged man spoke righteously.

"I'm just going back to ask for your contact information."

"You are AWOL."

"The car is right in front of us, not even fifty meters away." Liang Xiaofeng was unhappy.

"Little fat man, don't blame me for not warning you. If you dare to go back, I will definitely file a complaint against you."

"You..." Liang Xiaofeng was stunned, and then said angrily: "Old man, I'm warning you, you can call me fat, but don't call me little fat."

"Little fat guy..."

"..."

This is a wilderness. According to the information displayed on the map, the nearest town is thirty miles away. It will take them at least three hours to trek to that town.

At this time, it is the hottest time of the day.

No one knows whether there will be danger ahead, but they understand that if they continue to stay here, they will not only be in danger, but also bring danger to the tourists on the bus, so they must get on the road quickly.

boom!

They had just set off when a missile with a small caliber was fired at them.

"Quick, get out of the way."

Chen Chunan was about to jump away with the middle-aged man, but unexpectedly, he jumped into the air. He almost fell down when he dodged, and fell to the ground, rolling several times further away.

The missile penetrated deeply into the soft ground, causing earth and rocks to fly instantly. The exploding shrapnel even hit the bus fifty meters away. Many tourists standing beside the bus waiting for rescue were also affected.

Fortunately, the ground here is very soft and the missile sunk deeply into the ground. Otherwise, the damage caused by the missile explosion would have been even greater.

Chen Chunan and others were covered with a lot of debris, and Liang Xiaofeng was covered with debris.

A flying stone hit my waist, and I was squirming hard on the ground as I rubbed my waist.

Chen Chunan was very surprised, and he became curious about the true identity of his employer.

People who secretly want to deal with their employers actually use missiles. Even the cheapest shoulder-fired missiles are not something that ordinary mercenaries or armed groups can buy.

Under normal circumstances, although the market price of a shoulder-fired missile is only 5,000 euros, once it reaches the level of a missile, it will not only be subject to strict control, but will also be monopolized by more powerful armed groups.

In other words, even if ordinary mercenaries can afford shoulder-mounted missiles, they are not qualified to use them.

But once it rises to a powerful armed group, the identity of the employer becomes intriguing.

Now that the other party had launched missiles, Chen Chunan instantly felt that the escort fee of 10 million euros was a bit too little.

boom!

boom!

boom!

…

The area where Chen Chunan and others were located was covered by a large area of ​​missiles.

At this time, no one can care about anyone else. They are all tumbling around wildly. Whether they can survive or not, they can only leave it to fate.

The people hiding in the dark fired a total of twelve missiles. Based on the density of the missiles and the launch time, there were at least seven people on the other side.

There was one observer and six missile shooters, each of whom fired two missiles one after another.

Of course, there cannot be only seven people hiding in the dark. This is just the minimum number of people guessed by Chen Chunan.

Chen Chunan was lying in a patch of grass. He glanced around, but he couldn't see where anyone else was hiding. Neither the middle-aged man nor Liang Xiaofeng knew where they were.

Silver Shield claims to never fail. If a middle-aged man loses money here, Chen Chunan will undoubtedly destroy Silver Shield's golden brand.

A man with an oriental face walked slowly from the direction of the missile. Although he had an oriental face, the language he spoke was not Chinese.

"Nanzi, what is that person mumbling?" Liang Xiaofeng appeared strangely behind Chen Chunan, almost startling Chen Chunan. He did not answer Liang Xiaofeng's words, but asked: "Why did you run in front of me?"

"I don't know, I seem to have been thrown out." Liang Xiaofeng covered his waist, looking like a monk two feet tall.

"Have you seen your employer?"

"Who knows, the old man is probably dead." Liang Xiaofeng said indifferently.

Bang!

"You..." Liang Xiaofeng was suddenly hit hard on the head. He covered his waist with one hand and the back of his head with the other, and turned around. He looked at the middle-aged man behind him in surprise and stuttered: "You...what are you doing?"
Chapter completed!