Gu Shuangjian was not speaking.

Dissatisfaction is dissatisfaction, but the action that should be done must still be carried out.

This is their most fundamental purpose tonight, and there is no room for regret at all.

And even if you regret it, you can't change anything.

The black pill that he and Ling Guangming had just taken was completely poisonous, after taking it, their lives were only half an hour at most, and there was no cure, this operation, it could be said that no matter whether they won or lost, they were bound to die, even if they failed in the end, at least it was much stronger than doing nothing now.

And I have to admit that Ling Guangming's words still have some truth.

In their current seven-person squad, Ling Guangming is a genuine top X-level master, although there is still a long way to go from the quasi-supreme, but he will basically not waste any strength to deal with ordinary X-level masters.

And his ancient double sword, although it is a little worse than Ling Guangming, but the difference is definitely not far, between them, any one of them is much stronger than Wang Jianghu of the God of War Palace.

If you don't care about serious injuries, it is entirely possible to completely kill Wang Jianghu at the cost of serious injuries in a short period of time.

In addition to this, they also have three quasi-X-level masters, as well as two top-level SSS+ absolute elites.

And they are facing at least hundreds of super-elite and heavily armed escorts, as well as heavy firepower and helicopters in the air on the convoy of the God of War Palace.

It is foreseeable that such a small-scale war is extremely difficult to fight, no matter whether it is won or lost, I am afraid it will be extremely tragic, at least three quasi-X-level masters and two top SSS+ masters in the face of hundreds of super elite, heavy machine guns, and even rockets and a series of heavy firepower to carry out a charge that can only advance but not retreat, and the chance of victory is basically completely non-existent.

They can maneuver around for a while at most.

And what Ling Guangming and Gu Shuangjian needed to do was to kill Lin Xuanyuan, the royal god of war who basically had no combat power, at this time.

This kind of assassination can be said to be extremely difficult.

But when it comes to the success rate, it is indeed higher than the probability of winning the jackpot by buying a lottery ticket.

But it's just a little higher.

"It's almost time. ”

Ling Guangming looked at his watch and suddenly spoke.

Gu Shuangjian nodded, took out a metal box from his feet, and after pressing the cumbersome code, the box popped open directly, and a large pile of metal parts appeared directly in front of him.

Gu Shuangjian didn't frown, his hands quickly began to assemble, there were no lights in the car, and in the dim light, his movements were precise and fast, and there was no mistake in the slight.

Soon, a swarthy assault rifle appeared in his hand, Gu Shuangjian's expression was calm, he loaded the gun with a magazine, adjusted the aiming casually, and then threw the gun directly to Ling Guangming.

"You try, if you have any other requirements, tell me, it's still too late. ”

As he spoke, he began assembling the second assault rifle.

In the era when martial artists were enough to shock the world, unless it was similar to Lin Xuanyuan's fight in the United States, there were small-scale conflicts and killings, and there were very few X-level masters who chose to use hot weapons, and in many cases, X-level and above masters used the cold weapons they carried with them, even more easily than using firearms, and there was also a reason that a considerable number of masters, because of their disdain for firearms, so their own guns were also quite poor.

The emperor is one of them.

In the dark world, there is a widely circulated joke that complains about the emperor's level of use of guns, saying that he can't even hit a stationary buffalo fifty meters away with a pistol or assault rifle.

This statement is naturally exaggerated, but it is not exaggerated, and the emperor's level of use of guns can be seen.

However, the ancient double swords, they naturally would not be so biased.

The place they came to has no name, no location, just a hidden and complex training camp for dead soldiers, there are not many people, but they are all elites, they are from various martial arts forces, but in fact, they have no connection with those martial arts forces for a long time, their only goal is to use their own identity that is destined not to be exposed, to do something that is destined not to be exposed.

Gu Shuangjian has entered this training camp for the shortest time, but in the short, there are nearly eighteen years, eighteen years ago, he had no identity, and today, eighteen years later, no matter what occasion he died, no one is destined to find out his origin.

The daily life in the training camp is monotonous and boring, with a lot of physical training, tedious firearms training, tragic actual combat confrontations, eating, sleeping and going to the toilet, almost every day.

Their talents were originally not outstanding among the major martial arts forces, and they could even be said to be very poor, but such a group of people with very poor talents became more terrifying than most of those martial arts forces in the boring training that was repeated day by day, year after year.

There are only five squads in the Dead Soldier Training Camp, and the fifth squad is not yet full, one is counted as a sum, less than thirty-five people, but this is more than thirty real masters who are the worst are top SSS+, and they are only half a step away from the quasi-X level, any one of them is almost a rare all-rounder in the dark world, maybe not the top, but in various fields, there will basically be nothing too unfamiliar.

Firearms.

For them, it's the most basic thing.

In their place, they don't know how to play with guns, that's the most ridiculous thing.

Gu Shuangjian, Ling Guangming, and the team they led were all masters of playing with guns.

Firearms are also a big part of their reliance tonight.

After all, although they come from different martial arts forces, each of them has some mastery of their respective forces, but these things cannot be exposed until they are sure that they can kill the target, so throw away the firearms, they can only use their own brute force and speed, otherwise once their inheritance is exposed, the other party will be able to find out their origin directly, and the consequences will be too serious.

They are not afraid of death.

But they also have something that they would rather die than protect.

This operation, whether it succeeds or fails, doesn't matter to the people behind them, but for them, there are different possibilities.

If it succeeds, then the people they care about are most likely to be treated better.

If it fails, everything will remain the same.

But if it is exposed, then everyone they care about will give them a burial.

"When I was young, my favorite thing to do was to fantasize about my future, I always felt that we would not always carry the identity of sinners, we would also go out, see the outside world, to enjoy a free life, but the older I get, the more I understand, it is really a fantasy, but I still don't accept fate, I always feel that I am different, sooner or later one day I can come to the bitter end, but now, hey, I never thought that I would die in this place in this way. ”

Gu Shuangjian finished adjusting his firearm, shook his head, and laughed self-deprecatingly.

"You're really different compared to us, so for years, I've never wondered why you went to the Dead Soldier Training Camp?"

Ling Guangming hesitated, and finally couldn't help but ask the doubts in his heart.

The Ancient Twin Swords were indeed different from them.

Ling Guangming was now close to fifty years old, and in the hellish training day after day, he barely had the strength of the current top X-rank master.

But Gu Shuangjian is only less than thirty-five this year, and he is only half a step away from the top X-level master, this kind of talent, in any martial arts force, will be cultivated as a core figure, if he has been staying in his base camp and has a real master to teach carefully, the current Gu Shuangjian may even become a supreme-level master.

How could such a person be given up by Shake Light Lake and sent to the Dead Soldier Training Camp?

"People are going to die, what's the point of talking about this now?"

Gu Shuangjian's faint words directly blocked Ling Guangming's mouth.

"Is there any wine?"

Gu Shuangjian asked suddenly.

"No, I didn't. ”

Ling Guangming stammered, "Alcohol is not allowed in the training camp. ”

"You're so honest. ”

Gu Shuangjian said with a wry smile.

People are going to die, what are the rules of the training camp?

Ling Guangming's face turned red and he stammered, "That... So I'm going to get two bottles now?"

"It's too late. ”

Gu Shuangjian sighed with some regret, but his eyes had already fallen in the direction in front of him.

In sight, a large motorcade appeared at the other end of the road.

All black Audi, imposing.

"It's coming!"

Ling Guangming's pupils shrank suddenly.

"It's coming. ”

Gu Shuangjian nodded and took a deep breath.

In his line of sight, countless lights shone directly, and through the glass, the Gu Shuangjian and Ling Guangming, who were almost shining, couldn't open their eyes.

"It's so bright. ”

Gu Shuangjian muttered to himself and slowly started the car.

The lights are getting closer.

In the sight of the two, only a bright snow-white remained.

It was the light of death.