Chapter 491: Freemasonry (I)
The helicopter hovered at a low altitude, strafing the mercenaries who were caught off guard on the ground, and those who survived were holding their heads, while Yang Chen was like an outsider, standing motionless, indifferently appreciating the chaotic and bloody scene, not worried that someone would shoot him coldly, his life was hanging by a thread, who had the leisure to do this, and let himself survive as much as possible was the most important thing.
This is human nature.
Yang Chen, who has a lot of experience, knows this thing too well.
Most of the people who can still run, desperately squeeze into the church, have been on the battlefield, have fought, and killed people, it does not mean that they can see death as home, even Yang Chen agrees with the saying that it is better to die than to live, not to mention these people.
A few people, such as the group in khaki hunting suits, although they were embarrassed, killed and wounded, and panicked like lost dogs, did not run to the church with the crowd, and had a strong purpose to grab the other two rider XV off-road vehicles.
Knight XV armored off-road vehicle.
As the name suggests, the body weighs six tons, is protected by alloy armor, and the glass tires are also bulletproof and explosion-proof, the Gatling M134 multi-barreled machine gun can be called the king of firepower in firearms, and the flaw is that the caliber is small, and the 7.62 mm bullet can not resist the armor of the Knight XV.
The helicopter on the Meiji fiddled with the M134 to chase the Rider XV that was the first to rush out of the chaotic area, shooting coldly, and the ground stirred up smoke and dust, but the bullets only continued to hit the sparks in Ottlank's car, leaving countless mottled bullet marks, which looked scary, but nothing happened.
The car went on a rampage.
In the back seat, Otorranke recovered from his panic, and his first thought was not to escape from danger as soon as possible, but to avenge his son and family, and to clear his shame.
This almost crazy man, leaning over and dragging the driver, pointed to the direction where Yang Chen was standing, twisted his hideous face and roared: "Kill him for me!" Kill him! ”
Even if the situation was extremely urgent, the driver did not dare to disobey Otoranke, gritted his teeth and slammed the steering wheel, moved the fortress-like armored off-road vehicle around it, and rushed towards Yang Chen.
Die!
Otorrank's heart screamed.
Yang Chen's expression did not move, he calmly raised his gun, aimed at the front windshield of the armored off-road vehicle, and quickly shot backwards at the same time, in order to fire a few more shots in a short range.
Ding Ding Ding Bullet all hit the windshield at the same point, the glass cracked, the crack was like a rapidly spreading spider web, shocking, the driver was frightened, but he had no choice but to step on the accelerator to the end.
The moment the car approached, Yang Chen lay down dangerously, and the high-chassis knight XV galloped past him and walked away.
Yang Chen's calves were curled, his feet were on the ground, his waist and eyes were strained, and he didn't need to be assisted by his hands, and his whole body turned up weirdly, much faster than a carp, very cool, and neat.
He stared at the off-road vehicle that was getting farther and farther away, and slowly pulled a smile, laughing helplessly, the bullet in the gun ran out, but it didn't break the windshield.
By all accounts, there is no doubt that Otorlane will change his car to the Knights XV.
A wise man must make a mistake in a thousand thoughts, maybe this person at the helm of the Ottolanc family is still favored by the heavens, and his life should not be extinguished, Yang Chen thought about it, and turned to look in front of the church.
In addition to the three knight XVs that rushed out of danger, dozens of cars in front of the church were scrapped, some fuel tanks were hit, and after the explosion, they burned and burned to scrap metal.
The rest of the people hid in the church.
The gunfire gradually dissipated, and dozens of armed men in hooded lookouts appeared in the mountains behind the church, and the group of people in the woods who were ambushed by Otorank were killed silently.
This is the Arctic Fox Elite Commando Squad.
Yang Chen, who has a lot of available resources and plans to teach Otlanke a hard lesson, has a lot of available resources in the script of the novel who goes to the meeting alone, how can he play this.
Detailed arrangements were made before coming.
At first, this guy appeared alone, purely to attract attention, to pave the way for the sudden attack of his subordinates, the way of the soldier is treacherous, stealing the victory out of surprise, pulling the formation and stumbling, that is the next strategy.
Moreover, the sword and gun have no eyes, and he can take more risks, which can also minimize the danger faced by the brothers below, which is his consistent style, and it is one of the reasons why countless good men are willing to go to the soup for him.
Dozens of black-clothed men rushed out of the dense forest, surrounded the church, grenades, tear gas, and stuffed their brains into it, explosions in the church one after another, thick smoke billowed out, and in just a few minutes, the people inside who were not dead or choked stumbled and coughed and ran out, threw away their guns, knelt down, crying and shouting to throw.
Seeing this, the captain of the Arctic Fox Assault Team scolded the shit, turned around and asked Yang Chen who was walking slowly with his eyes, the life and death of these people were in Yang Chen's hands.
Yang Chen made a motion to wipe his neck with an expressionless face.
"Kill!" The man who led the team did not hesitate to order, and the more than 20 people who knelt down and begged for mercy were shocked, and before they could resist any longer, they were strangled by crossfire composed of more than a dozen submachine guns.
Some people don't blink to death, and some people are about to be beaten into honeycombs.
The people of the arctic fox turned a blind eye to this, indifferently swam in a pool of blood, and found that they were not breathing, and then made up for a shot, and the battlefield was so cruel, not merciful and humane.
Whoever is merciful is unlucky.
Over the years, many iron-clad heroes of the Arctic Fox have died of overflowing sympathy, died of their own benevolent hearts, bloody lessons from the past, who can forget the living?
Yang Chen walked over, glanced at the corpses that were all over the place, looked around at his subordinates, and said, "Clean up this place and evacuate as planned." ”
"Boss, that Otorranker isn't dead yet, let's leave, do you have enough people here?" The man who led the team was a little unsatisfied and wanted to cut the grass and eradicate the roots.
"Enough" Yang Chen smiled confidently, even if Otto Ranke was still unwilling, he should not make a big deal anymore, most of them would use more covert and insidious revenge methods, and it would be a burden to keep too many people by himself.
The man who led the team nodded and said no more.
Next, all the corpses were carried into the church, and the people of the Arctic Fox took the "magic acid" prepared in advance, a terrible liquid that is more corrosive than aqua regia than concentrated sulfuric acid, and can only be contained in the king of plastics, PTFE, and sprinkled it on the corpse, immediately emitting white and yellow pungent smoke.
For about half an hour, the church floor was only charred black residue like black mud, and then the abandoned church was ignited by a fire until a downpour came.
Otto Ranke fled back to London and hid in a relatively secret mansion of the family, more than 200 people, only a dozen followed, and the rest of them were unknown in their fate and death, all of them were mercenaries wandering abroad, doing everything they could to lick the blood with knives, and they were dead, and Alto Ranke didn't care.
What's next?
That's what Otorranke cares about.