The matter of Wu Wensen is just a small episode that happened to the Green Tree Group.

At the headquarters of Luye Group, Shen Ruolan received more bad news one after another.

Break-ins, thefts, or kidnapping of employees in multiple branches have sprung up like mushrooms out of thin air.

"Sister Lan. Our company has suffered a total of 12 burglaries and 5 employee kidnappings this month, 8 more than last month. Secretary Xiao Tao reported.

"Hmm...... What about losses? ”

"The total loss is about 800,000 RMB, and 6 employees were slightly injured."

Shen Ruolan nodded and said, "Fortunately, no one was killed." "But in my heart, I was thinking that there seemed to be more and more bad things against the Green Tree Group recently, and it seemed that it was necessary to strengthen defense.

"That's right, Sister Lan. You have an appointment with Mayor Landry for lunch at noon, and you have an hour to go. Xiao Tao reminded.

Although the Green Tree Group is strong, it also has to rely on the local government to do some things, after all, it is only a business, and some things still have to go through official procedures. For example, agricultural extension projects, the establishment of real estate, public tenders, etc.

"Get me ready and I'll leave in twenty minutes." Shen Ruolan commanded.

……

Somewhere in the capital city of Ethiopia, a civilian area.

The low cement house, the canvas tent built with three or two iron pipes, and the accumulation of waste items everywhere.

In one courtyard, two weather-beaten Humvees were parked in the courtyard, and under the canvas tent of the house money, several burly black men swung their guns around a wooden table.

M19 high-speed automatic rifle, HIC fully automatic sniper rifle, G6 electromagnetic grenade. Night vision smart detection glasses, micro-frequency wireless headset walkie-talkie...... A large number of mold special forces units of the latest standard equipment. It was skillfully fiddled with by several people. They exude a battle-hardened aura. Cold as a blade.

"Boss."

A bald black man came out of the room, and several of them stopped what they were doing and looked at him in awe.

"The crows have been dispatched. Ready, we're ready to go. The bald black man glanced at everyone, nodded with satisfaction, and said in a deep voice.

"Roger!"

"I'm hungry for spears!"

Several people suddenly looked excited, assembled their respective equipment in twos and threes, packed up and walked to the house.

Meanwhile. More than a dozen kilometers away, a group named Crow was already in position on the side of a certain street, snipers hid on rooftops, soldiers disguised as civilians and roadside vendors, their eyes pretending to be inadvertently sweeping the intersection, and their eyes occasionally flashed with a fine light.

Buzzing~

The sound of cars moving from far and near, and three or two black sedans appeared at the intersection and drove in a line. The license plate is one of the few to see here, and the car is so new that there are hardly any smudges to be seen. In this impoverished country, such a car shows the extraordinary identity of the owner.

The soldiers of the Raven Squad, disguised as civilians, matched their colors. Nodding faintly. The muzzles of the three snipers were pointed at the black cars.

"Phew!"

With a crisp gunshot, sniper bullets flew through the air towards the first car in motion.

The bullet was much faster than the sound, and in an instant, it traveled a long distance, flew in front of the glass window of the car, and flew towards the driver of the car.

Syllable!

A palm-sized spiderweb-like crack suddenly appeared in the window glass, and unexpectedly, the powerful sniper rifle bullet did not penetrate the glass of the car.

The sedan that was hit suddenly braked sideways, and the two cars behind it also stopped instantly.

Almost at the same time, the soldiers of the Raven Squad, disguised as civilians, took action, several deadly grenades came out of their hands, and their bones rolled towards the car completely.

Seeing that the sedan was about to be blown up by a grenade, the doors of the two sedans behind opened open, and several figures rushed out like lightning, instantly scattered behind nearby obstacles.

One of them raised his hand, and several steel balls came out of his hand, firing first and then coming, accurately hitting those grenades. With a few explosions, the grenade exploded before it could complete its mission.

The man tossed, flipped forward, dodged in one go, and moved as fast as a character in a fighting game, followed by a missile.

A woman got out of the car, carrying a rifle almost a man high, with a cold face and a heroic posture. She rushed to the side of the house on the side of the street, kicked her feet, and turned over and fell onto the roof. Lying down, raising the gun, aiming, shooting, this series of actions was completed in a second, and the enemy sniper who aimed at her first had no time to pull the trigger, when she felt a huge force hit her forehead, and instantly lost consciousness.

What's even more exaggerated is a man with two guns, a red pistol in one hand, running, jumping, rolling, moving and shooting, calmly shuttling through the enemy's bullet rain, the two guns in his hands spraying the flames of death, quickly harvesting the lives of the soldiers of the crow squad. The soldiers couldn't even keep up with him when they turned their guns, so they could only pull the trigger frantically and design at him indiscriminately.

However, the man with the two guns was agile and fast, as if he were an agent in the Matrix, with a series of afterimages behind him, flashing all the bullets, and the bullets flying out of his muzzle swirled and pierced the enemy's heart or skull with precision.

The sniper woman and the two-gun man staged a swift slaughter, while the others just stood silently by the first car, looking calm, and the fierce battle could not provoke any panic among them. That kind of indifferent and indifferent momentum makes people feel that these people are even stronger.

In the blink of an eye, the one-sided battle was over, and the convoy was on the road again. This time, the first car learned its lesson and walked in the middle, except for the sniper woman and the two-gun man, everyone else returned to the car. The three cars left the scene in a mess and drove away.

The sniper woman and the man with two guns were walking on the rooftops on both sides of the street, leaping ten feet, flying off the wall, following on both sides of the car, their sharp eyes constantly scanning the surroundings. is like the light skills in martial arts novels, the two of them follow the car at a speed of fifty or sixty kilometers per hour, which is effortless, like jogging and walking.

……

“…… Received the news, the Raven Squad is hanging, it's time for us to do it. "Far away. The bald black man hiding in the ghetto said coldly to his companion after receiving the message of the mysterious man.

“GOOD！ Go for it! "I heard the news of the death of my own people. A few blacks were neither surprised nor frightened. On the contrary, he was even more excited, looking like he was grinding his fists and preparing to do a big job.

"Let's go!"

With the bald black man giving the order, the black squad (and so it is called), seven tall black men with weapons in hand and grim expressions rushed out of the house. Coming to the wall, the bald black man jumped suddenly, instantly soared three or four meters into the air, and crossed the wall, and the rest of the people also followed closely behind to cross the wall with superhuman bounce power. Then he jumped along the roof of the civilian house and rushed to the battle site with super mobility.

Genetic warriors, these black people have all been modified by genetic drugs to gain superhuman strength, speed and endurance, plus they are originally the elite of the special forces, with the support of advanced weapons and superhuman abilities, there are almost no tasks they have completed - they are one of the most famous warbands of the international mercenary organization, the Black Death.

The captain, who is a bald black man, is a super gene warrior who has undergone secondary genetic modification. The physical ability has reached the level of an A-level cultivator, plus the blessing of weapons and equipment. Its strength is no less than that of an S-rank cultivator or an alien at the peak of his strength.

Coupled with the incomparable tacit understanding between several people, they can also successfully complete many super S-level tasks and have never missed.

This time, they were given an S-class mission to assassinate a person. The previous Raven Squad was just a temptation, they were just some ordinary mercenaries (equivalent to C-level combat power), and it was natural for them to fail.

The sacrifice of the Raven Squad was worth it, testing some of the opponent's strength. Snipers and warriors with B-level combat power, a dual gunner with A-level combat power, and three unnamed but estimated B-level combat power, which is comparable to their own side. The bald black man is confident that he will complete the task.

The condescending and eye-sighted sniper girl spotted the rapidly approaching figure on the roof from a distance and whistled.

"Looks like there's going to be a good show." The man with two guns smiled, raised his two guns, and waited for him.

"Joanna, sniper over to you." The bald black man is the only black woman in the team. There was a spark of warlike intent in the woman's eyes, the gaze of the two females as they were about to fight for some kind of authority. Without saying a word, the black woman moved and aimed her eyes at the crosshairs and attacked the sniper girl more than a thousand meters away.

Through the binoculars, the sniper girl had already made a prediction from her movements, and easily dodged the other party's design. Bang! The bullet exploded precisely at the wall behind her head where she had been standing. The corners of the sniper girl's mouth rose slightly, her cold face finally showed a hint of interest, her eyes became focused and serious, she raised her hand to shoot, and she also shot bullets of color in an instant.

This is how the duel between the two female snipers begins.

On the other side, the two-gun man also met his opponent, and two black warriors entangled him. Although the strength of the two is slightly insufficient, they are on par with the two-gun man with their tacit cooperation. The two sides used obstacles to move and shoot, dodge and return fire, and staged tricks and guns and artillery martial arts.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the remaining three of the Black Reaper rushed straight towards the target vehicle. Seeing this, the remaining three defenders rushed up to block it, and fought with the three of them.

The car that had been attacked in the first place was parked quietly on the road, and there was no movement. The people in the car didn't move, just quietly led the inside of the car, allowing the two sides to fight in front of them.

Occasionally, stray bullets flew in, but they couldn't break through the bulletproof shell of the car. The threatening bombs and grenades were intercepted by the defenders with precise attacks. For a while, the battle seemed to be at a stalemate.

No, there's one more person who hasn't been seen - the bald captain hiding behind his back and directing his men to fight hides an inconspicuous firing point, and when all the defenders are distracted, he finally unleashes a lethal move.

He is holding a huge caliber gun, Battle anti-materiel sniper rifle S-3 (super3), a high-powered firearm specially made to deal with special alloys, which can easily penetrate all existing tanks in various countries, and with special palladium armor-piercing shells, the bullet chambering speed can even reach 2000m/s, catching up with Gauss weapons......

Bang!

A huge gunshot rang out in the sky, and the silver bullet instantly broke through the factor and flew like an invisible lightning bolt towards the target hundreds of meters away. Less than a second after the event, the target's skull will instantly turn into a cloud of scarlet smoke!

However......

The imaginary burst did not occur, and a hand stood in the way of the bullet. Trembling slightly—a soft "snap" sound. The hand clenched into a fist. His fists trembled slightly, and a trace of red blood spilled from between his fingers.

The man lowered his hand and opened his palm, only to see a twisted and deformed bullet lying in his palm, which pierced his skin and advanced half a centimeter.

The man with half a hundred sideburns sighed and said to himself with emotion: "Alas, I can't think of it. Lao Tzu, I also have a day when I receive this bullet empty-handed. ”

After saying that, the bland gaze passed through the distance and fell on the bald black man in the distance.

The bald black man didn't know what was going on in the car, and suddenly felt a chill to his bones, and instinctively leaned to the side. His right arm suddenly cooled, his right hand suddenly became lighter, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a shocked glimpse of his right arm being cut off and flying high.

Rumble!

Attacks that are too fast to catch as fast as the eye can catch fall on the wall behind him, like missiles exploding and debris flying!

"Lao Zhang. Your throwing knives aren't as accurate as they used to be. In the quietly parked car, the old man who received the bullet with his bare hands turned his head. Quipped to another old man in the back seat of the car.

"Alas, old man, useless. Leave the rest to the young men to clean up. The thin old man with half a hundred hair laughed, and his face was kind, like a retired old teacher next door. He has an impressive pair of hands: ten slender fingers, white and smooth like jade, without a single wrinkle, and very well maintained.

In the back seat, next to the old man sat a beautiful young woman. Watching the two old men talk, she just smiled slightly, quiet and beautiful like an orchid.

"Damn, are these guys monsters?"

Compared with the relaxation in his car, the members of the Black Death are becoming more and more frightened, and the more they fight, the more chilling they become.

The endurance of these guardians seemed to be endless, and the warriors of the Black Reaper were already showing fatigue, but the other party was still in good spirits. What made several people even more devastating was that the other party's body was so hard that the rifle bullets couldn't penetrate their skin! OMG, don't bring such a bully!

Who the hell is the transformed human?

The most frightened was the bald black captain, who had lost his right arm for no apparent reason, but could not even see the shadow of the enemy, and instantly realized that the other party was definitely not a strong man he could resist. "Could it be the legendary Super S-level combat power? Damn, how can this woman be guarded by such a strong man, is he the illegitimate daughter of the leader of country Z? ”

Just as he was about to retreat in hatred, one of the defenders defeated his opponent and ran at him with lightning speed, reaching out to capture him.

Seeing this, the bald black man knew that not only had the mission failed today, but also that he would not be able to escape. is also a tough guy, but he gritted his teeth and yelled: "Let's die together!" "A special self-detonating grenade was drawn.

Rumble!

The defender who couldn't dodge was instantly engulfed in flames, and his bloody figure flew back.

At the last moment, the defender put his hands in front of his face, blocking the force of the explosion that rushed to the head. The front half of his body was torn by the force of the explosion, and countless hideous wounds were torn, and the bone stubble was exposed.

After landing, the defender's body trembled and gritted his teeth to stand, and he suffered the explosion, he didn't die on the spot, the flesh and blood of the front half of his body were almost blown away, revealing bloody bones and broken internal organs.

He was seen digging out a small cylinder from his tattered left arm—what seemed to be the flesh of his arm that had been buried before. He bit down on one end of the half-cucumber-sized cylinder, the wooden shell shattering, and a glowing green liquid flowed down his throat.

"Forehead ......"

The defender, who had been so badly injured before, couldn't help but grit his teeth and snort at this moment, and his whole body instantly emitted a strong vapor like a soldering iron thrown into a bucket, sizzling like fried vegetables...... By the time the noise had died down and the steam had dissipated, the badly wounded defender collapsed on his knees, panting as if he had just been through a hard struggle.

I saw that he was sweating profusely and his face was strangely flushed, but the wounds on his body had healed, leaving only patches of bright red marks, like delicate skin that had just grown.

After a short break, it proved that the guardian had finally regained his normal color, and stood up silently. Seriously injured before, it seems to be a hallucination.

"Poof!"

With the sound of flesh and blood bursting, a bowl-sized blood hole appeared in the back of the black woman's heart, and she fell down blindly. The female sniper on the defender's side lowered her gun, gasping slightly.

With the last black warrior being killed, the Black Reaper mercenary team, which was once famous in the mercenary world and even a generation of legends, was wiped out.

……

Tens of thousands of kilometers away, in a secret base in the United States, a display screen shows the last Black Reaper warrior being killed.

Satellite monitoring video. The most powerful satellite monitoring technology in the United States can monitor the live situation of any unordained location of the earthlings at any time.

In front of the screen, a middle-aged white man in a suit looked at the screen, silent, and did not say a word. Behind him were a few staff members who were equally silent and did not dare to come out.

"Record, the target appears as a Super S-Class Guardian. At least one SS or above in the initial evaluation. The half-bald middle-aged man finally spoke. The voice was as calm as iron.

"Inform our people, suspend the fishing plan, change to covert monitoring, and don't expose it."

With the white man's orders, the secret intelligence organization active on another continent quickly switched its work tactics.

In fact, it is far more Americans who are paying attention to this. This battle was quickly fed back into the hands of the intelligence agencies of country Z, Europe, and even more certain countries.

Something to do with "that person" has begun to stir the pulse of the world. (To be continued......)