"That's amazing! Master!" G41 exclaimed excitedly, "Is this big place a resort?"

"yes. Patrick replied lightly, but it was the first time he had seen him, and he felt a little novel.

"It's so good~ Master, let's come together next time!Just take a vacation!" G41 stared at him with sparkling eyes, "That's right!

"I'll leave this unrealistic statement for later, and now it's in the middle of an important operation, G41. ”

"Eh~" G41 was a little unhappy, and actually made an awkward scene, "I know......"

"Hmm...... If you have the chance......" Patrick whispered again.

"Hee-hee-hee......"

"Well, though I know you owe her," Noyeru began, interrupting their conversation, "but we're almost there, so let's stop there." ”

The helicopter is flying towards the building behind a golden statue – although the statue is not pure gold, the surface is gilded with a layer of gold that is enough to amaze people. The building is quiet, not like a resort should be, and of course it's even more unnatural that a building is mostly filled with soldiers serving in the army.

"We can't stay in the air for too long," says the madman, "and even though it's the Southern Cape's own helicopter, we can only pretend to be a patrol helicopter flying by." There are anti-aircraft rockets everywhere, and I don't want to be discovered. ”

"You just have to keep it on. Patrick replied, scanning the three enemies on the roof that could be easily dealt with, "G41, they'll be handed over to you, and Noyeru and I will land." ”

"Understood!" shouted the G41 in high spirits, raising his assault rifle and firing at the Wehrmacht on the rooftop. The enemy realized that it was too late to attack, and before they could give warning, the bullet hit their vital point and caused them to fall to the ground on the spot.

Patrick and Noyelu jumped off as the helicopter flew over the roof, landing quietly and safely on the roof thanks to the cushioning of the exoskeleton and thrusters. After making sure there were no enemies around, Patrick walked to the edge and looked into the interior of the resort in the late night wind.

It's quite big, Patrick thought, so their search was also huge. The resort's signature location is the best in any way they can afford to do so, and the quaint security system here is the best they can use. Mad can easily hack in, in fact he has already done so, the problem is that no one is stupid enough to install a security camera in a client's private room, and if the target is in the room, then Mad can't help much.

They had to resort to a more simplistic and crude approach.

The lowest floors of the building are wider than the upper floors, and the top of the protrusion has been converted into an outdoor swimming pool, surrounded by greenery. Patrick and Noyelu secured one end of the rope to the guardrail, and while making sure no one noticed, they slowly descended to target the enemy near the outdoor pool.

Directly below them was the first victim, two IDF soldiers standing on either side of the glass door, scanning ahead in a loose posture. Patrick slowly approached his target, breathing echoing through the visor until he was far enough away before he reached out his cold mechanical arm and grabbed the enemy's neck. Warm red blood flowed out, staining the cuffs of the coat and filling in along the lines of the mechanical arm.

Patrick stomped on the floor, untied the ropes, and hid the body in the planted bushes. Noyeru also solved her goal, her eyes impatiently searching for the next person, the sharp scimitar as if it had just been submerged in dark red ink, and the head of the deceased barely connected to the body, as if indicting the cruelty of the young man's life-making.

Patrick pointed to the two men on his left while he quietly walked over to the Wehrmacht, who was looking down at the street below, and drew his pistol from his holster.

"Crazy, you can help me translate word by word. ”

Patrick grabbed the man by the collar and lifted him up to the guardrail, holding the muzzle of the gun against the back of his head.

"See that boring ground?" he said, "and you now have two options, one is to answer my question, and the other is to decorate the street with your body." ”

The black man almost screamed in panic, but he immediately realized that it would only lead him to death sooner, so he choked. He calmed down a little when he heard the madness speak, and began to speak the native language quickly, repeating it for fear that he would not understand.

"He said he would say everything, and he would tell us whatever he knew. ”

"Very well, then tell me where you have locked up all the government officials, and I want specific positions. ”

"Uh......" Madness listened to the soldier quietly, "he thought everybody knew about it, just a little thing." ”

"What kind of nonsense is this...... Patrick whispered, stretching out the entire upper body of the soldier.

"On the other side of the street what looks like a high-class clubhouse. Crazy translated.

Patrick lowered the soldier and knocked him unconscious. He looked at where the madness was pointing, and they were some distance away. The design of the small white two-story building is quite modern, and it would be perfect if it was not guarded by a dozen soldiers.

He unfolded the barrel of his gun, rested his sniper rifle on the guardrail, crouched under a plantain leaf, and stared at his target building.

"Noyero, go down and prepare the evacuation transport. ”

"Ugly things first, I can't guarantee that I will go out quietly like this. Noyeru said.

"I don't plan to do that either. Patrick replied, locking onto the soldier on the balcony on the second floor, pulling the trigger, and the body in his field of vision was almost broken in two, and blood splattered out instantly.

The madman-controlled helicopter also flew back, and the G41 descended from above and landed right on the balcony. Patrick continued to look through the scope as G41 pulled open the floor-to-ceiling windows and entered, the room flickering with firelight and a noticeable gunshot on the communicator. The enemy finally sensed their attack, and the guards outside probably heard the shouts of their companions and immediately turned around and rushed into the house. However, Patrick had already prepared in advance, and kept pulling the trigger, and the white building was full of flesh and blood for a while.

The gunfire of the G41 on the other end of the communicator was incessant, and the sound of the engine starting was heard again. Patrick continued to cover the G41, intercepting the Southern Cape Defence Force as they arrived on the road. A pickup truck downstairs burst out of the basement, braked in a sharp turn, and stopped underneath Patrick.

Just in time, the enemies upstairs also discovered Patrick's location and shot at him from the window. He immediately picked up his rifle and jumped down, a barrage whizzing past him. The dull stomp was accompanied by two shakings, and the pickup truck under his feet sped off at a sharp speed. He knelt on one knee in the cargo compartment, steadied himself, and then turned to hold his gun on the roof of the car.

"G41, how's the situation on your side?"

"Contact with important people...... G41 said halfway through, pausing to shoot back, "but the enemy is trying to surround us." ”

"We're going over, anyway, you find a way to get out first, and then we'll evacuate together. ”

"Yes!"

Communication was cut off, and two military off-road vehicles drove directly in front of them, preheated revolver guns pouring bullets, the pickup truck deflected sharply, and a series of bullet holes were printed on the right side of the vehicle.

Patrick lifted his rifle from the rickety body and pulled it to the right, firing two quick shots, the first hitting the gunman in the chest and the second through the windshield and the driver's head.

The buggy flew out of control and off the road, while the other immediately made a sharp turn to catch up with them. Patrick aimed at the tail as they turned, detonating the fuel tank with a single shot, sending the buggy flipping over. They drove past the fire, over a layer of sand, and bumpily up a flight of stairs before coming to the target building.

Patrick aimed his gun inside the house and fired at all the enemies he saw, quickly changing magazines and trying not to cool down the barrel. Noyelu was also using a reckless submachine gun to suppress the enemy, and G41 seized the opportunity to push a Southern Cape man in a suit out, looking around with his gun raised. The important person hunched over, his hands tightly clasped his head, and in a panic, he couldn't wait to get into the car.

Thanks to his obedience, Patrick thought, and another torrential rain fell from behind the pickup, and he quickly turned the muzzle of his gun, leaned his back against the car, and fired back at his pursuers.

The G41 went around to the co-pilot's seat and got into the car, and the pickup truck immediately started its engine and fled as fast as possible.

"No, this broken car......" shouted Noyelu, "we can't shake off so many enemies!"

"Don't worry, Noyero," laughed madly, "whether it's a spur or a Hades, we'll always have a way." ”

Patrick only heard an inexplicable sound coming from Noyelu's mouth, and he looked back to see a helicopter swooping towards them, followed by two missiles.

He quickly got down, and the helicopter seemed to be grazing against the roof of the car, followed by two fire-breathing steel pipes. After the danger had passed, Patrick raised his head slightly, and was greeted by the strong currents and heat that he could still feel. A chaotic fire ignited in the middle of the road, and the pursuers of the Southern Cape were buried and reduced to ashes.

"Is this what you can do?" said Noyeru dissatisfied, "We'll all be blown up if we miss the slightest mistake!"

"Hahaha, aren't you alive and well now?" it doesn't matter!" laughed madly, "as long as it can solve the problem, why bother so much, right, Patrick?"

Patrick was silent, not answering the mad question, and the only person he wanted to speak to now was the Southern Cape man who was shivering in the car.

"Look! he acquiesced!"

"The master doesn't want to deal with you, we have to catch up with the next one!"

"Haha......" the madness turned into a wry smile, "Or do you know ...... better"