Durango, in front of Wang Yong's school.

The afterglow of the setting sun slanted on the plaque at the door, and the four gilded characters of "Passing the Torch" on it were extremely bright.

The citizens of Durango do not understand the meaning of these four words, but the Chinese diaspora living here can feel the heavy responsibility and hope contained in these four words.

If you are away from home for too long, you will forget your hometown, and if you have experienced too much, you will forget your original intention. When will I go back to Huaxia to see, after all, people are in Mexico, but Gen'er is still in Huaxia......" An elderly Chinese old man stood at the door and sighed leisurely.

The old man stretched out a hand and slowly stroked the lines of the words "passing on the torch" along the strokes, with an inexplicable sense of steadfastness and satisfaction.

"Get out of here!"

The old man frowned and turned his head to look, only to see a team of arrogant people coming with guns, and walked straight to Wang Yong's school.

Looking at the posture of this group of people, there is no other possibility except for the drug dealer group.

"Old fellow, get out of the way! I will hurt you when I blast this school, but don't blame us!" the leading drug dealer said to the old man.

The old man was silent, and gently moved his steps to prepare to leave.

In Mexico, it has become an axiom not to go against drug dealers. Even the anti-narcotics special police were beaten by drug dealers, so why should civilians confront drug dealers?

Although the old man clearly heard the word "blasting" spoken by the drug dealer, he did not dare to make any move.

Step by step, the old man hesitated to walk on the side of the road, inevitably looking back a few times.

At first glance, the old man saw that the drug dealer had shot and swept the glass of the school building into debris, and bullet casings and glass residues were scattered all over the ground;

At second glance, the old man saw that the load-bearing wall of the building began to collapse with a bang, and the sky was filled with smoke and dust;

At the third glance, the old man saw a drug dealer smirk and pointed his gun at the plaque of the school. Several bullets shimmered with the light of evil, tearing the words "passing on the torch" into two. The plaque fell to the ground with a bang and fell into the dust.

Not satisfied, the drug dealer who fired the gun adjusted the muzzle of the gun to sweep the broken plaque into debris, leaving nothing behind.

"No!" the old man exclaimed in surprise, and resolutely turned back to the four-character plaque that had fallen into the dust.

"What do you call it, look for death!" the drug dealer pointed his gun at the old man and said sharply.

The old man's mouth was tightly closed, but he leaned over firmly to pick up the broken plaque and hold it into his arms, as if holding the hope of the entire nation.

"Drop it! I'll count to three, or I'll shoot you to pieces!" warns the drug dealer.

"One!"

"Two!"

"Three!"

A flash of panic flashed in the old man's eyes, but an unshakable voice came out of his mouth: "You are not allowed to insult it!"

The drug dealer sneered: "Really, then you can die together!"

After saying that, the drug dealer opened fire brazenly. The tongue of fire instantly engulfed the old man's body, and wisps of blood splashed in the air, sending the old man back again and again.

But the old man stubbornly protected the four-character plaque, and muttered in his mouth: "Donating your body to go to the country, you will see death as if you were going home...... Suddenly home......"

Poof, the old man fell to the ground, his whole body was covered with bullet holes, like a container full of holes, and blood was gushing out.

Only the two broken plaques in the old man's arms were well protected by the old man.

"Bah, old thing!" the drug dealer scolded and walked away with his gun.

And the entire school hall was also slowly tilted in the violent blasting, turning into a piece of ruins.

The wind blew gently, blowing a faint ripple of the old man's blood that had not yet coagulated, and the afterglow of the setting sun cast on this circle of ripples, like a beating blood flame.

In the store across the street, tellers hiding under the counter recorded the horrific scene with their mobile phones.

……………………

Wang Yong sat in the hotel, inspecting the XM109* sent by Julian.

Sure enough, as Wang Yong expected, Barrett was extremely interested in the actual combat test of XM109. Not only was a prototype gun with the best performance adjusted, but it was also equipped with a night vision rangefinder, a silencer, and a night vision system for snipers, which were not available before.

With these auxiliary equipment, Wang Yong's sniping of Cyra is a little more certain.

However, in order to familiarize himself with this gun, Wang Yong postponed the plan originally scheduled for tonight to tomorrow night. Wang Yong didn't do anything tonight, and would continue to explore the characteristics of this gun until he was familiar with it.

Didi, Wang Yong's mobile phone suddenly rang.

But it was a message from Cai Xiang.

Wang Yong opened it and saw that the excitement that had been caused by the contact with XM109 disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by full of anger.

Cai Xiang sent a video. In the video, the school in Durango was blasted by drug dealers and has become a ruin.

These are all expected by Wang Yong, Wang Yong's original intention was to fish. What Wang Yong didn't expect was that there was a clip in the video that Wang Yong didn't expect.

An old man in China actually died under the shooting of drug dealers! And the old man just wanted to protect the four-character plaque of "Passing on the Torch" written by Wang Yong!

Adjust the volume of the video to the maximum, and you can vaguely distinguish the words that the old man said before he died.

"Donating one's life to go to the country, seeing death as if it were home. Wang Yong muttered and recited it, and suddenly grabbed XM109. "I'm sorry, I don't even have the patience to let those bastards live one more day. After solving the problem of Cyra, I promise that I will let those bastards pay for their blood debts! At the same time, I will also let you stand on this land again with these four words that you have protected with your life! It is precisely because of people like you that Huaxia can pass on the torch!"

After Wang Yong finished speaking, he resolutely dialed Julian's phone: "Gather people and set off in two hours." ”

Julian was stunned: "Didn't you say that it would be changed to tomorrow? Why did you change your mind again?"

"Some people don't deserve an extra day. After Wang Yong finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Two hours later, Julian and the others, who had gathered in a hurry, took several helicopters and roared towards Juarez, the capital of crime.

On the plane, Julian and Hall didn't ask Wang Yong much. Just by intuition, they could feel the rolling killing intent emanating from Wang Yong's body.

Although I don't know why Wang Yong is angry, he must have nothing to do with drug dealers.

Wang Yong always held the super-long heavy *, closed his eyes and rested.

XM109 seemed to be full of killing intent under the infection of Wang Yong's killing intent, and became awe-inspiring.

"Sir, there are still three kilometers to reach the target position. The driver reported.

Julian looked at Wang Yong.

Wang Yong didn't even open his eyes, and said: "The ground troops are surrendering and clearing the enemy's peripheral fixed targets." ”

Julian nodded, issuing the order.

Then I saw ropes hanging from the sky, and a large number of elite warriors in full armor descended from the sky and dived into the night of Juarez.

"We also went, and there was something to contact by radio. Julian said at the same time as Hall.

Both of them are commanders of the ground forces and are also involved in the fighting.

"Hmm. Wang Yong still didn't open his eyes, just nodded.

Hall and Julian looked at each other, subconsciously worried about Wang Yong's current state. Wang Yong is in such a state, are you sure it will not affect the sniping in the future?

But the arrow had to happen, and there was no turning back.

Hall and Julian had no choice but to land and keep up with the ground forces.

Moments later, in the center of Juarez, a gunshot rang out.

Immediately after that, a continuous burst of gunfire exploded in the middle of the city, completely suppressing the noisy music and the noise of the city.

The robbers who were robbing in the alley were stunned for a moment, then gave up the robbery and turned around and ran.

The pervert, who was squatting at the door of the bar and waiting to pick up the dead fish, also showed a trace of fear, put away his squinting eyes and fled in a hurry.

The drug dealers in the bar who were up and down against the girls were shocked. All of them subconsciously pulled out their pistols and ran to the bar window to look out.

Bang!

A drug dealer had just raised his gun and tried to shoot when he was hit in the head by a bullet flying from outside, and he fell to the ground and died instantly.

"Oh no! There are night vision devices! It's a regular army! Notify the chief!" the experienced drug dealer immediately shouted.

Before he finished speaking, he saw several high-explosive* bombs thrown in through the window, instantly flattening half of the bar.

"Target A has been removed. ”

"Target B was successfully removed. ”

"Stronghold C is experiencing resistance and is being cleared...... C base extraction, please instruct. ”

One by one, the voices came to Wang Yong's ears through the radio. It was the outlying stronghold that needed to be breached in the battle plan, and Cyra had turned the entire center of Juarez into a military position. If these outlying strongholds are not pulled out, they will not be able to be pushed into it at all.

If it weren't for the surprise attack tonight, and at the same time relying on the strength of the troops and horses, it would be difficult to achieve results so quickly.

Mexican drug dealers have experience fighting regular armies.

Wang Yong listened to the report on the radio and remained motionless.

After Julian and the others surrendered, Wang Yong let the helicopter temporarily fly away from the combat area.

The rotors of the helicopter are too loud and easily detected by the enemy. Wang Yong is now more like a battlefield UFO, always cruising on the edge of the battlefield, waiting for the opportunity to cut in and deliver a fatal blow.

"The enemy's resistance has become stronger! The firepower is fierce, and most of it is our standard equipment! Damn!" one of the soldiers cursed in frustration.

"Don't talk nonsense! If it's a group of stinky fish and rotten shrimp, do you still need to mobilize you to carry out this mission? Destroy the enemy at all costs! This group of guys in front of you is an enemy who will pose a threat to your wife, children, and parents! One mercy of your subordinates today will bring the death of the civilians of our country tomorrow!" Julian's cold voice came.

Wang Yong smiled in his heart.

Julian's ability to bluff people is indeed top-notch, but it is an exaggeration to say that Cyra's gang is a bit exaggerated.

Cyra's dedication to unifying Mexico's drug circle will certainly threaten the security of the United States, but no matter how stupid Cyra is, she will not really harden the number one military power on the planet today. What really worries the CIA and FBI is that the underground forces in Mexico after being unified by Cyra will become out of their control.

And the reason why Wang Yong agreed to help Julian was because the enemy of his enemy was a friend. Let the fallen angels control the underground forces in Mexico, so the first thing that the fallen angels who have relieved themselves will have to deal with is Wang Yong.

So today no matter what, Cyra must die!

"Huh?" Wang Yong suddenly had a look of doubt on his face.

Just now, Wang Yong seemed to feel that something was passing by.

It's just that no matter how Wang Yong searched, he couldn't find a suspicious object.

It's a thousand meters in the air, and it's hell if there are people. Probably really a delusion.

Wang Yong thought so, closed his eyes again, and waited for the biggest prey to appear.