Bang bang bang, a series of shocking loud noises shook the earth. The moment the killers were about to reach the gate, an explosion suddenly sounded around them. It was like a mountain falling and the earth cracking. The power of heaven and earth was nothing more than that.

Scarface didn't react at all, even with a smile on his face that was about to win. He was successfully sent back to his hometown in Fuso by the sudden explosion.

Maybe the Japanese in the future will know about Scarface's achievements today, and maybe they will enshrine him in some bullshit shrine. In that case, he would have deserved his death.

The power of the C4 explosive explosion is unimaginable. The quantity used by Yasha was so large that no one who rushed over could survive. There were no bones left after being blown up. The group of Fuso people who were following Scarface

Because he was too hasty, he was sent back to his hometown by the God of Death.

Yasha looked at the scene outside the gate and laughed proudly. He could only applaud his masterpiece. He decided that after completing the task, he must have a good drink to celebrate his second successful opening. Last time he opened in r

Although the explosion in the country was quite powerful, he didn't see it. How could it be as good as the one in front of him now?

There was a flash of fire in front of the gate, reflected by the explosion, and the stench of burnt corpses blew along with the wind into the noses of the Japanese who were preparing to charge behind.

Kamejiro's eyes were red, veins were popping out on his hands, and he stared at the fiery red scene in front of the door. He thought about various encounter scenarios, but they were all scenarios of hand-to-hand encounters, bayonets seeing red, hand-to-hand combat, anything was possible.

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But even though he was beaten to death, he didn't expect that before he could see the other party's appearance clearly, he had already lost many of his subordinates. If someone found out about this when he went back, how would he be able to gain a foothold in front of others? His face today would be completely lost.

If he didn't catch that guy, his position would probably be taken away by those guys in the organization who were keeping an eye on him. He thought about it several times and made up his mind that no matter what the cost, he would take it away today.

Take them back.

"Xiaoye, tell your people to spread out and act as death squads for me, get in."

This group of people are really dead soldiers. After hearing the order to die, Xiaoye didn't even frown and rushed forward with his men without saying a word.

He asked his people to move forward in twos and threes, widening the distance. In this way, they became a team of two people, exploring and moving forward. Even if there were more bombs, only these two people would die. When the bombs blew up the entire army,

Then we can move forward safely. This move of the Japanese is considered ruthless, and they are using their own lives as a pathfinding stone.

Yaksha smiled, these Fuso people really underestimated him. If he was attacked by them so easily, he would not call him Yaksha.

He turned around and made an OK gesture towards Nighthawk at the window. Nighthawk nodded to him. He believed in the abilities of his team members. The ability shown by the King of Poisonous Poison Trackers in tracking down the troops was still in his mind for a long time.

It's circling.

The Fuso people who had changed their formation were holding guns. They did not take cover and walked directly towards the gate. They were like ancient warriors wearing armor and carrying spears to die. They advanced with their heads held high. Their leather boots stepped on their companions and burned them.

The dust brought up by the burnt corpses immediately stained their snow-white trousers.

After passing through the Shura field just now, they successfully walked to the gate. The gate had been knocked open by the airflow of the explosion just now. Now, the villa in front of them was in front of them. The Fuso people in twos and threes looked at each other, and under the leader Ono

With a shout, they crossed the gate and continued walking forward.

After successfully passing through the gate, the Fuso people didn't dare to be careless. This might be the next cemetery. Although they were all brave and fearless of death, no one was really prepared to die here.

The Fuso people carefully protected each other, keeping their bodies low as possible and moving forward. They looked around from time to time, fearing that someone might appear from the darkness at any time. They also kept looking at their feet. Who knows where there might be roots?

The wire triggered the bomb.

In the distance, Kamejiro watched his men safely pass the gate and move towards the villa. He grinned happily, "It seems they have no more explosives."

He stood up and waved his hand behind him, saying "charge".

With a flick of the brush, a strong and vigorous killer quickly passed by him and rushed towards the villa in front.

The killers who rushed at the front quickly arrived at the gate. When they were about to run to their companions in front to cover for them, a huge explosion sounded at this moment, and earth-shattering sounds were heard, and in the huge smoke

There are only fragments in my eyes.

Yasha smiled and released the button in his hand, looking at another sea of ​​fire ahead, feeling extremely happy.

A dazzling light instantly cut through the darkness. The air waves generated by the explosion burned the air and tore apart the tranquility. Everything around him was turned into powder in just a short moment. What was reflected in Kamejiro's eyes was a

Bloody red, another group of his own people were scrapped.

There was another fire, another row of burning corpses, and another pungent stench. He could hardly believe his eyes. All of this should be a nightmare. Ever since the establishment of the Black Dragon Society, there had been

How could the great Yamato clan be so vulnerable without ever suffering such a huge loss?

But everything today happened in my own hands. Even if I completed the task immediately, I would have no shame in going back to see the sect master. How would the sect master treat me?

He started to go crazy, stamping his feet on the ground frantically, tearing his hair with his hands, raising the gun in his hand and shooting at the villa in front of him. He didn't calm down until he finished shooting all the bullets in the magazine. He

Tell yourself that you can't panic or be confused. This is what the enemy wants to see most.

But within a minute, he was going crazy again. The moment the fire light from the explosion dimmed, he suddenly discovered to his horror that the group of people who were supposed to be walking inside the gate suddenly disappeared.

He immediately started scurrying around like an ant on a hot pot. Could it be that they had already entered the house? There was no reason why there was no movement at all. He was thinking wildly, but before he could take two more steps, suddenly

He found a figure half-lying beside the pool in the house. He quickly looked along the ground and saw that the ground was full of people in twos and threes. They were all wearing his own clothes, not the group just now or someone else.

It turns out that just now, at the moment of the explosion, the Nighthawks in the house and the Yaksha by the pool showed off their power at the same time. They raised their guns and knocked down the Fuso people who had entered the yard one by one. The huge sound of the explosion attracted these Fuso people.

People's attention, when they have no defense.

Being treated as live targets by Nighthawk and the others, they were shot one by one, making these Fuso Japs really become ghosts. They were still just a bunch of confused ghosts. Even if they went to the underworld to file a complaint, they would not know where to start.

Yasha took advantage of this moment, whistled in his mouth, happily picked up his gun and walked into the house from the garage.

Nighthawk looked at Yasha who was walking happily, and happily gave him a high five, "Beautiful." Yasha chuckled and said, "It's my job, the fun has just begun. The end of the little devil started when he met us today." After finishing speaking,

The two looked at each other and smiled, then dispersed, preparing for the next move.

Kamejiro was already furious at this time. His reputation and his team were trampled on and ruthlessly torn apart by others. This was the biggest shame in his life, and he couldn't bear it no matter what.

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At this moment, he had completely lost his mind. He shouted loudly and directed his remaining men to make a desperate attack on the villa, hoping to use the numerical advantage to overwhelm his opponent.

Ross, who was not far away, was watching the scene just now in the dark. He was chewing a piece of grass that he had pulled out from anywhere in his hand. He was pulling the grass in front of him with his hand. He looked at it for a while and said to the people around him.

"Plane, what do you think?"

The man called Airplane wore a black baseball cap and was tall, with a bulging figure outlined in jungle camouflage. He was holding an M4 rifle and was lying next to Ross, watching the impact of the Fuso people ahead.

"The opponent is a master. He knows that his numbers are too small, and he knows how to use bombs to attack our effective forces. It has caused serious damage to the number of Fuso people, psychologically and physically. Look, now the Fuso people are desperate.

Moreover, I have not yet seen their specific number of people and firepower configuration. I just vaguely saw some gunfire shooting out of the house when the explosion just occurred.

They were very powerful and used the huge noise at the moment of the explosion to cover them. "Ross's eyes never left the front. At this time, he dropped the grass in his hand and couldn't help but clenched his fists, and the veins on his hands were one after another.

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"Yes, it is very difficult. Maybe we have encountered the biggest enemy in our lives this time. Everyone, be careful, don't lose your life here."

The owl behind laughed and said, "I don't want to lose my life here, that girl in South Africa is still waiting for me to go back." The mercenaries all laughed, and the tense atmosphere relaxed.

Ross turned his head and looked at his brothers. An ominous premonition slowly rose into his heart. This kind of premonition only happened once, and it also happened when he met another group of mercenaries.

That time, he was the only one who came out alive. There was a sworn feud between the mercenaries.

The Fuso people in front rushed towards the villa like crazy with a gust of wind. They were filled with fear just now, but then, the pride taught by militarism took over their hearts again.

At this time, their bodies and minds were occupied by anger, arrogance, and arrogance. They wanted to rush into the building in front of them with guns, kill those damn bastards inside, cut them into pieces, and give them a tragic death.

companions take revenge.

Everyone's face was twisted crazily. At this time, they had forgotten their usual training, the essentials of killing, and everything else. They only remembered to take the gun and go in to kill.

Just when they walked to the gate, one of the killers seemed to feel his feet tripping on something. He wanted to lower his head to take a look, but the last thing he saw in his life was a brilliant fire, which was the fire of hell.
Chapter completed!