Chapter 633: Bring Your Men and Fuck Out!
"Keep your men on standby and ready to attack the Nighthawk mercenary group at any time. ”
Tang Haoran thought about it for a while, accepted Sokhaev's surrender, and if he dared to be dishonest, he would kill him at any time.
"The little one will order, thank you Tang Immortal for your success!"
Sokhaev was overjoyed.
"Let's go, come with me and talk to the Nighthawk Mercenaries. ”
Tang Haoran said, walking straight out of the hall.
Steve and Taylor and the others, as if they were dreaming, couldn't believe it at all, so easily solved the powerful White Wolf Mercenary Group?
The White Wolf Mercenary Regiment is mostly composed of retired soldiers of the Russian army, known as a fighting nation, and is known for being warlike and unyielding.
As a result, Tang Haoran casually showed his two little hands, and he cleaned up the old Maozi obediently.
"Master, I know the commander of the Nighthawk, Colonel Charlie, I'll give him a call first. ”
Steve hurriedly unplugged the satellite phone.
Like his mercenary group, the main personnel of the Nighthawk mercenary group are also composed of retired soldiers of the Mi Army, and from the perspective of personal feelings, he wants to solve it as peacefully as possible.
An hour later, led by Sokhaev, the group came to the junction of the White Wolf and the Nighthawk.
To the surprise of Sokhaev and the others, they saw that on the other side of the junction line, in the Nighthawk territory, there were many checkpoints, hundreds of tank-mounted vehicles and artillery rocket launchers lined up, and the muzzles of the black holes were aimed at them.
In addition, a large number of heavily armed mercenaries lay behind the bunker, ready to fire at any time.
"This ......"
Steve's scalp was numb, he wanted to talk to Colonel Charlie, but he didn't expect that the other party directly put on a desperate position.
"Steve, you coward, you actually colluded with the stupid hair, you dare to step across the middle line, Lao Tzu gave an order, and you were all blown into scum!"
At this time, behind the Nighthawk formation, Charlie stood on a tall command car and shouted through a loudspeaker.
"Charlie, you misunderstood, I didn't collude with the White Wolf Mercenary Group, but the White Wolf Mercenary Group surrendered to my master......"
Steve hurriedly explained.
"Vake oil, do you think Lao Tzu is a three-year-old child? The strength of the White Wolf Mercenary Group is far stronger than yours, if it weren't for Lao Tzu holding you back here, they would have eaten you to the bone, I didn't expect you to actually take refuge in them, and even pull out some masters. Don't you think Lao Tzu doesn't know that an hour ago, you led all the high-level leaders to the White Wolf Territory, and you went to sue for peace!"
Charlie shouted loudly.
The White Wolf Mercenary Regiment has the eyeliner he has planted, and obviously, the information that the eyeliner can learn is only superficial.
Steve knew he couldn't explain it in a few words.
Tang Haoran was impatient, and said directly: "Don't talk nonsense, master, I'll give you ten seconds to think about it, and clean up and get out of the house immediately, otherwise, you will definitely regret it!"
"What an arrogant Oriental boy, Steve, your soft egg, this yellow-skinned boy who can blow cowhide into the sky, won't he be your master......?"
Charlie scoffed and couldn't help but laugh.
Tang Haoran looked indifferent, raised his feet and walked towards the junction line, ignoring the barrage of guns.
In his eyes, these so-called weapons of mass murder are similar to burning sticks.
Steve and the others instinctively wanted to follow, but Tang Haoran stopped them.
He didn't mean to pretend, but Liwei!
He knew very well that these mercenaries only believed in strength, and only by showing enough terrifying strength could he completely deter these murderous mercenaries.
"Hey, what is this kid going to do?"
"Is he going to come here with his bare hands?"
Charlie was stunned by Tang Haoran's actions.
Soon, Tang Haoran walked to the junction line, did not stop at all, and continued to walk forward.
"Sniper ready, fire!"
Charlie decisively gave the order to shoot.
"Chirp chirp—"
The dull sound characteristic of heavy sniper rifles sounded, and sniper bullets that were enough to shoot through light armor flew in densely.
Behind Tang Haoran, many people hid behind the cover out of instinct.
Tang Haoran waved his palm lightly, as if magical, a golden light curtain appeared in front of him, and bullets were shot on it, and they bounced to the ground.
"Ah...... Is this kid a human or a ghost?"
Charlie and his soldiers who were waiting for him thought that the Oriental boy would be shot on the spot, but they saw the most terrifying scene in their lives.
Tang Haoran sped up his speed, crossed the distance of five or six meters in one step, and in the blink of an eye, he had crossed the junction line for thousands of meters.
"Fire, tank artillery, rocket artillery, all aimed at him and fire!!"
Charlie, an iron-willed commander with steely nerves, quickly calmed down and gave him an order.
"Boom!"
The long serpentine-shaped position emitted a deafening sound of gunfire, and for a moment the flames soared into the sky, and shells and rockets of various calibers were overwhelmingly fired at Tang Haoran.
"Hmph, a volley of artillery fire is enough to flatten a hill!"
Charlie lit a golden cigar and stared coldly at the heart of the explosion.
Suddenly, the mercenaries on the front line let out a cry of surprise.
"Ah, he's still alive!!"
Charlie also looked through the telescope and saw a figure three or four kilometers away, walking out of the smoke and fire in the sky, who else would it be if it wasn't that oriental boy?
"Oh God!"
Charlie was shocked, and the cigar in his mouth fell on his thigh, and he didn't know it, and he jumped up violently until the flesh was burned.
As for the mercenaries at the front line, their eyes were full of horror, and they were so frightened that they threw down their weapons and turned around and ran.
They are just mercenaries who take money to work, and they only have one life, so they will run for their lives first.
And the soldiers sitting in the tank armored vehicle could not get out for a while.
"Bang-"
Tang Haoran's speed became faster and faster, and in the blink of an eye, he jumped in front of the battle, and stepped on a Humvee military vehicle with a bang.
"Brush—"
Tang Haoran jumped down from the Humvee, grabbed a tank gun barrel with both hands, and the forty or fifty-ton tank was wheeled to the wind, smashing the surrounding chariots to the ground, and the mercenaries inside were either dead or disabled.
In the end, Tang Haoran threw the tank out, like a heavy missile, and flew straight to the command vehicle where Charlie was, with a bang, the command car was smashed on the ground and rolled five or six times, but fortunately, the command car was armored thick enough, otherwise, it would definitely become a pile of scrap metal.
Tang Haoran walked to the command car and stretched out his hand to drag Charlie out of the car.
Charlie's face was covered in blood, seven or eight bones were broken, his brain was completely shaken, and his eyes were glazed.
On the other side of the battlefield, Steve and Taylor, as well as Sokhaev and his mercenaries, all fell to the ground with their mouths wide open and their eyes bursting out.
(End of chapter)