Monteria, east of Monte San Blas, on Colombia's border with Panama, is an important city in the province of Córdoba and a very prosperous metropolis on the Atlantic coast.

To the west of Montería, near the border, there is a villa, a sparsely populated, beautiful place, surrounded by mountains and rivers, shaded by trees, and a private place, extremely private, which is claimed to be a private resort and rarely visited by outsiders.

Artemis gave me information that Vic Bruce was hiding in this villa, and I drove for five hours to finally get to this place before dark.

This bastard is quite cunning, in order to hide his whereabouts, he didn't contact anyone after he escaped, he got a car and returned to the villa, and then forbade everyone to contact the outside world, and there were no less than a hundred people responsible for protecting him, and according to the news found out by Artemis, this guy also found a mercenary as a bodyguard, not an ordinary fear of death.

It took a lot of effort to dig up this hidden resort, and they used all their forces in South America, including the black and white that they had business with the snow wolf clan, and finally got the news from Southeast Asia.

After the death of the general, the situation in Southeast Asia was chaotic, and all forces rose up to compete for territory, Vic Bruce came to Southeast Asia for this purpose, after several years, he cultivated his own forces there, but he never expected that the person in charge of Southeast Asia was originally the general's subordinate, and he was loyal.

Although he is now a subordinate of Vic Bruce, the general also has a daughter, and through this relationship, Artemis easily buys that guy.

Vic Bruce knew that South America was no longer safe, so he was ready to move to Southeast Asia, so he made a special call to the person in charge of Southeast Asia for this matter, asking him to arrange a secret place to hide, and then come back when the rumor passed.

It was this phone call that revealed his location, and Artemis used a satellite location cell phone signal to quickly locate the villa in Montería.

Vic Bruce was cunning and extremely cautious, and only made this one call when he returned to the villa for most of the day, and forbade others to use his phone, so he disappeared as if out of thin air, and so many bosses in South America who had a good relationship with him couldn't get through to him.

People are not as good as heaven, and Vic Bruce never dreamed that our hands would reach Southeast Asia, and such a small flaw would expose the position.

At sunset, I drove the car into the woods two kilometers away from the villa and hid, then approached the villa on foot, carrying a heavy M82 through the dense jungle on my back, carrying only a rangefinder, a pistol and an AK bayonet except food and water, and nothing else, not even a magazine with ten rounds of ammunition.

This battle is an assassination, which is my forte, in fact, only one bullet is enough, because there is no chance to fire a second shot, I can't use any amount of equipment with me, and a missed hit means that the mission has failed.

I didn't like the AK style bayonet, it was too long to carry, but I couldn't help it, because I had to drill into the forest, and the M9 saber was not suitable for cutting branches, so I had to take this AK bayonet, mainly to open the way in the jungle.

Wave your hand to cut off the vines in front of you, step on the thick rotten leaves and walk carefully up the mountain, from time to time a small animal will pop out of the grass to surprise me, as long as you beware of a little poisonous snake in this place, there is no fatal danger in others.

By the time we reached the summit, it was completely dark, and I could faintly hear the sound of waves crashing against the rocks in the distance to the Atlantic coast to the west.

Two kilometers down the hill is Vic Bruce's villa, built in the woods, not far in front of which is a road up the hill, the road to Montería, which shuttles through the mountains and forests, and is the only way up the mountain, of course, for a killer like me, there are roads everywhere.

Behind the villa is a cliff, and I can't see the situation clearly, but I don't need to look to know that there must be a road to the coast, and even if there is none, Vic Bruce will build one in the jungle and use it for escape at a critical moment.

At this time, the huge courtyard was brightly lit, but there were not so many people in sight, only a few figures walking around the courtyard.

I sneered, I could smell the danger from so far away, I don't know how many militants were hiding in this seemingly non-anomalous villa, as long as anyone approached, I believed that it would be beaten into a sieve in less than two seconds.

Standing on the top of the hill and looking at the surrounding terrain, the hillside was covered with trees more than ten meters high, and there was no view except for the top of the mountain, so in desperation, I had to set the sniper position at the highest point.

Lying on the ground, he set up the M82 and tested the view of the villa, but fortunately, the trajectory was passing between the two big trees, and the view covered the entire villa.

Then I started to adjust the sights, I don't know whose gun it is, when I took it from the fighter, I didn't even see what the guy looked like, but fortunately when I was testing anti-materiel weapons with the Reaper, I mainly used Barrett, and I was very familiar with it, but unfortunately in the end none of us chose this gun, I fell in love with the M107, and he still chose the Tac-50.

The main thing is that this guy is too easy to expose the target on the battlefield, and the air wave can roll up the sand on the ground with one shot, unless it is such a long-range sniper, shoot and run, otherwise the enemy's shells will fall on the position immediately after, and the sniper will become the first target to be exposed.

Lying on the wet ground, just adjusted the sight, seven times magnified, the situation in the villa was clearly seen, at this moment the scope suddenly blackened, as if it was blocked by something, followed by a creepy feeling in my heart, brushed, goosebumps fell to the ground.

I didn't dare to move, I slowly raised my eyelids and looked forward, and in the darkness, a poisonous snake more than a foot long stared at me motionlessly.

This guy is emerald green, and although I can't name it, I can tell from the bright pattern and triangular snake head that it is absolutely poisonous, and I guess I can't even go down this mountain when I bite it.

The snake body is lying on the barrel of the gun, just blocking the scope, the cocked snake head slowly spits out the letter and confronts me, I don't dare to move, it is now in an attack state, as long as I move, it will immediately rush over, the speed of the attack when the snake bites people is quite fast, I have no absolute certainty that I can dodge.

"His grandmother's! It's not good to be a teacher! I cursed, the little creature must have fallen from a branch overhead, and happened to land on the barrel of the gun.

I had just adjusted the sights, and I habitually put my hand on the trigger, and now I could only compare and match anyone else, so I quietly moved my index finger and thumb, moving up a little bit along the trigger guard, as close to the snake's head as possible.

It didn't seem to notice any danger, still staring at me with its head upright, and we were only a fist's throw away.

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