The Moore Booster Station is an important node for the Phillips Petroleum Company's pipeline to transport oil inland and is responsible for supplying oil and gas to the Oklahoma region.

There are eight oil storage tanks of a thousand cubic meters here, and if it is only to blow up the oil storage tanks, an ordinary person can do it. Taking advantage of the security guards' inattention, detonating one oil tank will make it difficult to avoid other oil cans.

However, this is the same as dealing with Allen, it is necessary to let them know that it is deliberately aimed at them, warn them, and let them remember it for a long time.

However, it cannot be directly implicated in Jonas, so that they suspect Jonas without evidence.

If it's just for killing, or just for destruction, the matter loses its meaning.

How to grasp the balance in the middle, so that Phillips Oil Company will not jump off the wall in a hurry, Fried made a detailed plan.

Killing is a must, but no important person can be killed, destruction is a must, and it must make Phillips feel distressed.

According to his analysis, the bottom line for Jonas to satisfy him should be less than ten killings and losses of about two or three hundred million dollars.

So, they chose the Moore booster station.

The car quickly drove into the tank farm, and a car, between the towering oil tanks, like a dwarf, came to the land of giants.

These oil tanks have thick concrete bases, and if you don't have professional knowledge, don't say detonate the oil tanks, and even the base can't be fried.

Some staff members spotted Napov's car and wanted to come forward to inquire about it, but what was waiting for them was the bullets that were fired.

Stopped at the bottom of the third tank, Nabov got out of the car, and a fifty-gram bomb was attached to the iron door.

The car drove away, and with a boom, the iron door was blown open.

Then, the car stopped at the door, blocking the iron door.

Nabov surveyed his surroundings, and the explosion caught the attention of the staff, and quite a few people ran in confusion, and more people walked this way.

From the back seat of the car, he picked up an MP5 submachine gun produced by the Hekle Koch company, which was a submachine gun with excellent performance, which was loved by all teams, and even the army, navy and air force of Armenia were equipped with this submachine gun.

There was no need to hide now, he fired five shots into the sky, and then turned his guns on those who still wanted to come over.

At this time, gunshots also rang out at the gate, and the running workers became even more confused, and for a while, they did not know where to run.

The oncoming security guards were lying on the ground, in a dilemma.

This oil storage base and booster station automatic equipment control, there are not many workers, it is now night, an area of hundreds of thousands of square meters, a factory area, less than 100 people.

Now, gunshots are ringing out on both sides, and no one is expected to come forward until the police arrive.

Unlike Nabov, whose purpose was clear, Porzin's main task was to contain his opponents, then create chaos and expel all the workers from the factory.

Hearing the first explosion over there, he knew the action was committed, and he fired a few empty guns, then loaded the electronic detonator into the explosives, threw it into an empty house, and rang the bomb.

The electronic signal of his bomb here is not in the same frequency band as Napov's, so he doesn't have to worry about detonating Napov's bomb.

The staff on duty fled in a hurry, and he shouted loudly in English: "Run out of the factory, the factory is going to explode." ”

When people are panicked, they always have a sense of blind obedience, and they run out of the factory one by one.

However, there are also some people who do not believe in evil and only dare to hide in the house.

Porzin doesn't care if they live or die, if they don't obey, they will die.

Cause explosions everywhere while removing any threat of gun-wielding. His movements were fast, scurrying around, creating the effect of all the plants and trees in the factory.

In the process, five more people died under his gun.

Having rich experience in many battlefields, he is like a tiger descending from a mountain here, unstoppable.

The sound of gunfire and explosions alone caused chaos in the place.

On the tank farm, Nabov methodically entered the interior of tank No. 3 and installed a set of high-explosive munitions on the tank's drain valve.

When he came out, he didn't find anyone daring to rush over, and he shook his head a little disappointed.

Locking the twisted iron door with a chain, he got into the car and drove to tank seven.

The sound of gunfire and explosions has already alarmed the people in the vicinity, and the phone of the police station has begun to ring.

The police in this small town quickly concentrated on the booster station, but within twenty minutes, they could not all arrive.

Porzin used bombs and muzzles to drive the crew out, and Nabov did not delay for a moment, and filled the No. 7 oil tank with explosives.

Subsequently, the two men converged, covered each other, and entered the interior of the booster station.

At this time, Porzin also detonated the bombs placed outside from time to time to attract the attention of people outside, so that they did not dare to come in.

With only the last five kilograms of explosives left, he rushed into the underground pipe junction.

Nabov provided cover for Porzin, patrolling the upper floor, and from time to time planting bombs at pipes one or two meters in diameter.

A burst of gunfire rang out from the ground, and Nabov listened intently, but did not rush to help Porzin.

In less than five minutes, Porzin had stepped back from the ground, still with the lead still in his hand. "There are four people hiding down there, but I've solved them. ”

"Good. Nabov rushed to the door, observing the surroundings as he lit a cigarette.

When Porzin had arranged the lead to the door, without the slightest pause, he ran vigilantly to his car.

When he was seated in the driver's seat, Nabov lit the long fuse.

The supercharger's underground engine is several meters deep and is difficult to control with electronic signals because of the possibility of signal shielding.

At this time, only the most primitive detonation method can be used.

He lit the fuse and said to Porzin: "Rush out between tanks five and six, and I've already set up the bombs. ”

Porzin didn't drive fast, but at this time, the police hadn't all arrived.

They heard that there was a violent gang here, and they acted professionally, and they didn't know how many people there were, so they didn't dare to come in at all, but only dared to set up barricades at the door.

Tank No. 5 was about sixty meters away from the wall, and outside the wall, the flattest place was the way out, and it was the way back they had determined after surveying the site.

They are killers, the operation is successful, the confidentiality of identity is the most important, fighting with the police is the most stupid behavior.

Before he reached the wall, Nabov took out a remote control, adjusted the frequency, and pressed it gently.

After the explosion of the two explosive packs, the walls of other sections had little impact, but the middle section of the wall completely collapsed.

Porzin took out the momentum of opening the tank, but carefully prevented it from hanging on the chassis and rushed out.

They didn't just leave, but parked their car on the road.

Nabov looked at his watch and said, "In about twenty-five seconds, we will be able to enjoy a big fireworks show." ”

The lead was the length set by Nabov and controlled the explosion time to a minute and a half. But they had already arrived at their intended location in a minute.

Porzin loaded a grenade launcher in the back seat, pushed the door and got out of the car, and pulled the trigger on a police car with flashing lights.

With an explosion, the police car was blown apart, and the section of police lights that had been turned off was blown directly to Porzin's feet by the shock wave.

This time, it also completely shocked those policemen, and in the night, a brief silence was formed.

Polzin and Nabov did not stop, but quickly took out two cotton balls, stuffed them into their ears, and opened their mouths.

The policemen at the gate of the booster station felt the earth shake in a trance, and while they were still wondering, the sky suddenly lit up, and then everyone fell to the ground in a daze.

Their world suddenly fell silent, and most of them still had confusion in their eyes.

A burly sheet metal worker boy was still shocked and flew out four or five meters because he was hiding behind the car and smoking, and he did not directly face the shock wave.

He should be glad for these five meters, because the car he was leaning on was staggered by the shock wave, and it was two or three meters away from the place.

If he flew close, he would have been crushed under the car, and most of the people were injured, the car glass was scratched by shattered debris.

He saw that most of the people were bleeding from their shocked facial features, and their expressions were in a trance, and the sky-high fire was so dazzling.

However, the explosions have not stopped.

It is the hub of the pipeline for transporting oil and gas, and the oil and gas explosions caused by the explosions continue to continue.

No one could stand, and one by one they fell to the ground, and even the ground and the road beneath them had cracked several centimeters wide.

About two hundred meters away, Nabov got up from a ditch next to the road and looked at the shattered side of the car's glass. "Damn, the bomb and gasoline are more powerful. It was me who miscalculated. ”

Porzin rubbed his head and said, "Detonate the other bombs quickly, it will be difficult to get away in a while." ”

"You drive, I'll prepare, detonate the other bombs first, and leave the oil tank last. ”

Porzin got into the car, lifted his mask, and spat at the back seat with a mouthful of blood. "Damn, I was almost killed by you. ”

Before he could finish speaking, Porzin had already pressed the explosives he had arranged, and the explosions made them unable to speak.

All the cars on the road stopped, and no one dared to move forward, but Porzin started with the car that had not been turned off.

They fled in a direction other than where the police station was located, so they did not encounter a large number of police, and at a distance of almost a kilometer from the booster station, they parked their car on the side of the road.

Looking at the flames behind him that lit up half of the night sky, Nabov couldn't help but say, "What a wonderful view!"

His hand slammed down, and then, with another powerful explosion, the flames rushed up hundreds of meters into the air, splashing down in all directions.

It was only a matter of time before their heat and flames detonated the surrounding oil tanks, but alas, they couldn't see it with their own eyes.

Porzin restarted the car, and Nabov, who was sitting in the passenger seat, held a grenade launcher in his hand, keeping an eye on the movement ahead.

The route was well arranged, so that they did not encounter roadblocks, only a police car with lights on.

At this point, any car still on the road would be suspected, so Porzin slowed down, and Nabov leaned out half of his body and pointed his gun at the police car.

The police car on the opposite side saw the oncoming car on the opposite side, but it had not yet made any reaction and had been blown up into the sky.

Nabov dropped the gun in the back seat and said, "Now you can press the accelerator and keep it on." ”

From Moore, they followed a country road, drove past Norman City, and only then onto State Highway 35.

In the parking lot of a motel outside Purcell, they found a Chevrolet with a license plate of 359.

They opened the door, moved the weapon to the Chevrolet, and poured gasoline on the pickup truck.

Porzin started the Chevrolet and drove a full fifty meters, then Nabov lit a piece of paper in his hand and threw it into the driver's seat of the pickup truck.

Not to mention fingerprints, not even a single hair will fall out.

Seven hundred kilometers away, outside the Italian restaurant, a warning light came on in front of Fried. This was a signal from Picheno, inside the restaurant, to inform him that Alan and his family were ready to leave.

Fried started the car, then pulled down his mask, holding a submachine gun in his hand, and Folner did what he did, with bullets in his waist.

Seeing Piceno out of the restaurant, the two of them quickly got out of the car and walked to the door of the restaurant.

And Piceno moved quickly, like a frightened pedestrian, and rushed to the starting car.

Alan, who was supposed to come out behind Picheno, was about to go out, but he met an acquaintance and chatted a few words.

As soon as his bodyguard went out, he was beaten into a hornet's nest, and everyone screamed in shock.

Fred and Forner were quick and without the slightest delay, killed two of Alan's bodyguards and came to Alan's face.

After all, Alan is also a hero, and when he saw that the other party did not shoot, he knew that things would take a turn for the better, and he pretended to be calm and looked at the two who only showed their eyes.

Forner took out the dagger in his arms and stabbed it in Allen's thigh, making Allen can't help but whisper. "You ...... What do you want?"

"Daddy......"

"Daddy......"

It was his children screaming and his youngest son trying to rush over, but he was shot in the thigh by Fried and he fell to the ground.

"What a father-son relationship...... "Folner said in English, "I hope that today's events have taught you a lesson, and that there are some things that cannot be used casually." ”

"Who are you here for?"

"It doesn't matter, as long as you follow the rules, we won't be in front of you. ”

Fried saw that the two security guards wanted to make some small movements, and a shuttle of bullets hit the crystal lamp in the courtyard, and the glass splashed, and everyone who was scared fell to the ground again.

Piceno, wearing a hood, drove the car to the main entrance of the restaurant. Forner said the last word: "The fireworks at the Moore booster station are really beautiful!"

Looking at the three people who had disappeared, Alan shouted to the restaurant waiter: "Quickly help us call the police and call an ambulance." ”