In about ten minutes, the 200 men brought by Ottlanc turned the abandoned church into an impregnable stronghold, and the cross-fire points, sniper points, and observation posts were arranged like that, and on the roof, a man with sunglasses sighed to his companions: "Without heavy weapons, a regiment may not be able to capture here." ”

"I guess the big boss's enemy is either Iron Man or Captain America, and the weakest has to be Rambo." The companion of the sunglasses macho man teased and teased, making the sunglasses man laugh.

It's not that the two are arrogant.

With such a big battle, anyone present felt that it was not interesting for the other party not to come with one hundred and eighty people, and it was definitely a one-sided slaughter.

The church, which has been abandoned for an unknown number of years, is dilapidated, the cross in front of the painted wall in the middle of the hall is covered with thick dust and cobwebs, and the hand-painted fresco of Jesus the Salvation behind it is dilapidated.

Otoranke stood under the cross, prayed sincerely, he was a Christian, and in England, where one in three people is religious, there is no need to make a fuss, let alone associate the good or bad nature of Otorranke with religion.

In this world, there are many bad people who believe in religion.

After praying for his dead son, Otto Ranke turned and faced the door, waiting for the enemy to appear, and more than two dozen fierce mercenaries scattered throughout the church.

On the top of the church, the macho man in sunglasses who had been amused by his companions suddenly took off his sunglasses and looked into the distance, and he noticed that someone was rushing towards the church.

Alone.

A man on a heavy motorcycle.

"Inside, someone is coming, a person." The man who took off his sunglasses used the sniper rifle scope to observe and command his companions.

"Is a person lost or on an outing or something?" The other man muttered disapprovingly, not thinking that the rich and powerful Otolanc had gathered two hundred men to deal with one.

Questioning to questioning, the man finally informed the people in the church of this strange situation through the intercom, and Otorranke was extremely surprised, and walked out with a frown, wanting to see what was going on.

More than 20 people gathered around Otorrankk out of the church, walked through the "bunker" formed by dozens of off-road vehicles, and the men who used the car as a cover also walked out.

Otlank stared ahead with his hands on his hips, and there were more than a hundred people scattered around him, most of whom were careless and unruly men who had killed people and seen bloody guns and live ammunition.

Here comes a man.

Wouldn't it be ridiculous if they were still facing a great enemy?

Some people simply carry a spear on their shoulders, smoke a cigarette, or talk nonsense.

Some of the people lurking in the church also showed up without hesitation, as if the person approaching quickly on a motorcycle was a circus clown, staring with interest.

Otorranke stuffed a piece of chewing gum into his mouth, chewed expressionlessly, and did not show his mania and violence eager for revenge, he judged that even if this person came had something to do with the enemy, most of them were not important characters, small fish and shrimp, who was worthy of his anger, and he could be stabbed to death with his fingers.

The black locomotive with a cool and sci-fi appearance rushed to more than 20 meters away from the Otorlank gang, braked sharply, accompanied by the screeching sound of brakes, the heavy locomotive drew a dazzling trajectory, flicked its tail beautifully, and crossed in front of more than 100 people.

A domineering man in a black trench coat, with a deep sneer on his angular handsome face, unhurriedly took off his sunglasses, skimmed his legs and got out of the car, and the hem of the trench coat fluttered with it, which was simply cool.

The person who came was Yang Chen.

Heavy locomotives are Miki's ride.

The animal was single-handed, and it seemed that there was no one with it.

"You asked me out?" Otorranke asked tentatively, and although the person who came was very stylish, he didn't believe that he had made his disgraced bastard stupid enough to take risks alone.

Yang Chen took two steps forward, stared at Otlanke, and slowly nodded in acknowledgement.

Otorlank frowned, not quite convinced, killing his son, assassinating other members of the family, blowing up his two oil fields, forcing him to suspend the transportation of crude oil at sea, how could such an unfathomable and mysterious opponent take the initiative to seek death?

Yang Chen could guess with his toes what Otto Ranke was pondering at this time, and said with a smile: "Don't believe it, it's me who has made you unlucky recently, do you know why you cleaned you up?" ”

"You say?" Otollank chewed gum and stared at Yang Chen, surprisingly calm.

"Attacking my sister and using the hands of the police to surround and kill my people, these are the last two things you should do." Yang Chen spoke slowly, as if there were more than 100 people in front of him.

"Oh" Otorlank nodded slowly, concluding that the other party was indeed the enemy who hated him to the core, his face gradually became hideous, and finally he roared hysterically: "I want you to taste all the pain and die slowly!" ”

"Catch him!" Stanley, who was following Ottlank, ordered, and more than a dozen people rushed around Yang Chen, all of them didn't bother to raise their guns, and they didn't take Yang Chen seriously at all.

Alone, with bare hands.

Two hundred, loaded with guns.

The absolute advantage is here, and there can be no accidents, but the moment when the man who first approached Yang Chen and pulled Yang Chen in a gesture, Yang Chen moved, crossed his hands into the windbreaker, and pulled out two three-edged military thorns.

The military spur that was about to be eliminated was still the murderous weapon that Yang Chen liked to use, with a flick of his wrist, it turned into a reverse military stab, and then he was dragging his man's heart and throat, stabbing each one, everyone who was moving fast was caught off guard, the first one was assassinated and had not yet fallen, he had already pounced on the second.

Fast as a ghost.

The technique is clean and clean.

Otorranke and the others were stunned at first, then dumbfounded.

Yang Chen's movements were too fast and dazzling, most people were immersed in this bloody picture full of violent beauty, and they couldn't react for a while, just this little effort, Yang Chen assassinated eleven people in one go.

"Kill him!" Stanley's roar woke everyone up, and they raised their guns one after another, revealing their fierce looks, but just now they paid too much attention to Yang Chen's "performance" and ignored the mountains and forests behind him.

When more than 100 people were messily handling guns, two helicopters swept over the mountains and forests, one on the left and one on the right, and circled around the two sides of the church, forming a flanking attack.

The Gatling M134 multi-barrel machine gun, with a rate of fire of 6,000 rounds per minute, roared suddenly, but it was not fired from Otlanck's side, the creepy sound came from the air, countless bullets poured down from the two helicopters, the autumn wind swept the leaves and swept the ground, and dozens of people fell with the wind like artemisia grass that could not help the wind.

At the same time, a number of off-road vehicles were riddled with holes in an instant, and explosions occurred, affecting many people, the situation on the top of the church was not much stronger than the bottom, after a rain of bullets, the masonry collapsed, the dust was filled, the roof was almost overturned, how good can people be, either dead or injured, lucky and unharmed, already frightened, curled up and shivering.

At this time, who can care about killing Yang Chen.

Scramble to get into the car or run into the church.

Stanley is still clever, he dragged the dazed Otlanke into the knight XV off-road vehicle, the church is a dead place, going in is tantamount to waiting for death, and finding a way to leave is the way to live.

The driver who had been in the car started the car and forcibly hit the car that was in the way, trying to escape.