Chapter 476: Interception
Chapter 476 of the text is intercepted and killed
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"Dear brother, will you be my enemy?" Lawrence's gaze instantly became extremely cold, and he stared viciously at Cook with a smile on his face like a venomous snake.
"Boss Lawrence, you, you're laughing, am I not your best brother?" Cook, who Lawrence asked for the last time, was caught off guard, and hurriedly said with a smile on his face.
This old thing that eats people and doesn't spit out bones, I'll be the first to kill you when I have a chance in the future. Cook swore inwardly as he laughed.
At eight o'clock in the evening, four hours before Lawrence and Cook's men agreed to attack, there was a long line of vehicles at the highway intersection into Los Angeles.
Due to the light rain tonight, coupled with the slippery road and the lack of vision, four or five cars caused a series of rear-end collisions, and the traffic police are dealing with the accident.
"Damn, it's really unlucky to be in a traffic jam again." A bearded van driver looked at the motionless vehicle in front of him, slapped the steering wheel and cursed.
"Okay Karel, don't be angry, we must deliver the goods before ten o'clock, otherwise we will delay the matter of Boss Klaus, and the consequences will not be something you and I can bear." Sitting in the co-pilot, a middle-aged man with a grim face interrupted Carell's labor with a loud voice.
The middle-aged man's words had an effect, and the bearded driver listened, his neck shrank, and he stopped talking.
While the two people in the van were waiting impatiently for the road to clear, two policemen in raincoats slowly walked in front of them, tapping the windows one by one to check their driver's licenses.
Seeing this, the van driver and the middle-aged man couldn't help but get nervous, and they all pulled out their pistols from their waists, opened the safe, and put them in the dark under the seat.
About three or four minutes passed. Two policemen finally arrived at the van, and one of them slammed the window hard while looking in with a flashlight.
"This damn ghost weather, it's really unlucky, damn it, I should be in the warm quilt at this time, but *** called me out for duty. Hey. Dude, driver's license, hurry. MD, I'm freezing to death. As soon as Carell opened the window, the police's complaints drifted in with the cold rain.
"Hey I said man, it's unfortunate for you that you're going to have to run long distances in this weather, all right, man. Good luck. The policeman in charge shouted as he handed in his driver's license.
"Whew" Karel and the middle-aged man next to him secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Just when the two Carells were glad that it was just a false alarm, a sudden change occurred, and the policeman led by him made a mistake to the side, and the policeman behind him, who had been silent, quickly stepped forward and pointed a pistol equipped with a silencer at the two people in the car like lightning.
"Puff, puff" When the frightened two were about to grab their pistols and resist, several slight gunshots rang out, and then their heads tilted and they fell silent.
The two policemen threw the bodies of the two Carells into a ditch by the side of the road. The deep ditch is at least more than ten meters deep. It's all human-tall shrubs below, and if you don't go down to search it. Absolutely not.
At this point, the car in front began to move, and the road obstacle had been cleared.
"The first team reported that the tooth had been extracted, and it was done."
The "policeman" who was driving said and stepped on the accelerator. The van followed the traffic forward, drove for a while, and then galloped towards the direction where Klaus and the others were hiding at a fork in the road.
"Well, now that we've intercepted the men's weapons, they're a toothless tiger. Lieutenant Colonel, you now take thirty special operators to the villa, leave Krauss behind, and kill all the others. ā
In a secret stronghold of the Reaper Mercenary Group, after listening to Jon's report and discussing it with the three of them again, Mo Feng gave an order to Marshall with a stern face.
"Robben, from now on, listen closely to the mobile phone signal in that area, Klaus will definitely ask Anderson for help!" Ignoring Marshall, who was about to speak, Mo Feng immediately turned his gaze to Robben on the side.
"Boss, you actually said they were tigers? You lift them up too much, at best, dozens of wild dogs. It's really detrimental to our honor to bring a Grim Reaper special forces team, give me ten men and ten minutes to settle the battle. Hearing Mo Feng's order, Marshall couldn't help frowning, and protested at Mo Feng as if he had been greatly insulted.
"Lieutenant Colonel, there is a famous saying in Huaxia: 'The lion fights the rabbit, and he still does his best.'" I respect your sense of honor, but I hope you would do well to put away these impractical things, and my aim is simple, to minimize the casualties of my brothers as much as possible.
As for the rest, to hell with it! Honor can only be our shackles, and brotherhood is the guarantee of our life. So, when I could fight one person with ten people, I would never do those stupid aristocratic duels one-on-one. Do you understand? Mo Feng shouted at Marshall in a low voice for the first time.
Marshall was a brilliant commander, but by no means a qualified rogue, and sometimes the habitual sense of military honor killed many people, and Mo Feng hoped to wake Marshall from his sense of military honor.
"Boss, you mean to use Klaus to lure Anderson to that villa?" Jon immediately guessed Mo Feng's intentions.
"That's right!" Mo Feng glanced around at the people present, and continued with a solemn expression: "Anderson is not something you can deal with, except for long-distance attacks, no one is allowed to approach him. ā
Since this Anderson was an anomaly, and the level was still very high, for the sake of prudence, Mo Feng decided to deal with him by himself.
After learning about the attack time and combat power distribution of Anderson and the others, Mo Feng decided to strike first, using the thirty-six strategies to encircle Wei and save Zhao to force Anderson to come to his aid, as long as Anderson left, the remaining enemies in the Hilton Hotel would not be afraid.
"Guys, there are still three hours before the time for our attack, and the weapons will arrive in an hour, and I repeat the plan of action: as long as there is no one in our field of vision, there will be no one left. Then retreat as planned, and our mission will be completed. Do you understand? ā
In the three-story villa on the western outskirts of Los Angeles, Klaus, who was more than 1.9 meters tall and had a meaty face, stood by the wall of the living room on the first floor, which was 400 square meters in size, pointed to an enlarged building drawing on the wall, and shouted at the fifty men standing in front of him.
That building was the Songsha Manor, where the Mohs Clinic was located.
"Understood!"
Fifty elites of the Ghost Mercenary Regiment and the Cobra Mercenary Regiment also replied with a roar. The roar was deafening, but fortunately the villa was far away from the residential area, and it was raining outside, so it was not easy to be heard.
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