"What we have to do now is to trouble Miss Keiko, use your supernatural arts, toss a few more of them, and then, without fighting, they will surrender themselves, and then, who else can stop us."

"I don't need to say this, I'm already preparing, if they don't attack us tonight, then they're going to kill two or three more people."

"Yo Xi, they want to play with us, it's too far away....." Xiao Rou smiled darkly.

"That's right, Miss Keiko's magic aside, our remaining mercenaries and our own people are far superior to them, and all they're left are new chicks, and they're almost all killed......

After Lao Ou said this, all the robbers in the tent laughed, laughed so horribly, obscenely, shameless.

If the Principal Wolf knew what these people were talking about, they would be surprised.

And in the tent of the slaughter team, the slaughter team, Liao Mu, and Du Tianyan were also discussing the specific raid matters.

In a word, people have pushed you to the edge of the cliff, if you don't resist, then jump off the cliff.

After careful arrangement, the slaughter team arranged the task of the night's raid, and he and Du Tianyan divided the entire armed police into several assault groups based on the principle of combining strength and weakness.

Finally, they set the time for the attack to be 2 o'clock in the evening, which is 2 o'clock tomorrow morning.

Principal Wolf and Zimei were assigned to a group, and they also had a small armed policeman named Xu Gaoda, who also joined the army last year, and was a shy young man.

The moment before the rush is calm, and the calm is a little unbearable.

According to the deployment of the slaughter team, the task of Principal Wolf's group is that once the commando team led by Drifting Wind and Hua Xiaojiu fire the first shot, then the three of them will attack from the left side of the camp.

However, Fujiki Takeharu and those people seem to sense the movement here, and they also start to arrange.

Looking through the vents of the tents, there were guns shining from time to time around the tents of the mercenaries.

In this dreary and tense atmosphere, the time gradually came to half past one in the morning.

There is still half an hour, which is the time for the attack, and in the tent of the slaughter team, the slaughter team is sweating profusely. According to his experience, since the other side has detected his intentions, the concept of sneak attack naturally does not exist. If it is a strong attack, the firepower network formed by the other side can give a devastating blow to the first attackers of the other side. To put it bluntly, it is not called a sneak attack.

The slaughter team hesitated to continue the attack.

Liao Mu next to him was also walking around in a hurry, but he couldn't think of any good way.

"Slaughter team, hurry up and get an idea, you can't fight yet."

The slaughter team didn't speak, staring at the top of the tent in a daze.

The current situation is that it is not to fight.

"Butcher, you hurry up and say something."

"Alas, what a wreck, a wretch." The butcher team clenched his fists and said infinitely annoyed.

"It's useless to talk about this now, or we'll withdraw."

"Retreat, where are we going, this is Soul Mountain, we're all lost, where are we going?"

In a word, Liao Mu has nothing to say.

Time flies, in the blink of an eye, you're ten minutes away at two o'clock in the morning, it's time to decide.

"Let's go, my man, we're going to have faith in ourselves, fuck it." The slaughter team wiped the Type 56 submachine gun in their hands, stood up, prepared to get out of the tent, and commanded the battle.

"Okay, let's go, I can shoot with my other hand."

Just as the two of them were walking out, all of a sudden, an armed policeman rushed in and reported, "Slaughter team, there is a situation."