Chapter 120: The Beautiful Legend of Sicily 8

"Haven't you taken it down yet?!" In one or two Toyota nanny cars outside the manor, a chestnut-haired woman held a Diana in her hand and stroked her forehead and sighed: "Although this is the base camp of 'our business', this is too long, right?!" ”

The woman was about 1.7 tall and had chestnut hair with large waves. Wear a pair of flat pointed boots. Her delicate figure was framed by a compact leather coat, and her flaming red lips and pale chestnut eyeshadow made her look a little bewitching.

"Boss, you have to be patient." Behind her, another woman stood quietly in the shadows. Unlike the seductive, chestnut-haired woman, the woman had short, almost bald hair, and the muscles of her arms and back bulged slightly.

She was wearing a combat vest. Two M1911s are stuffed into the holsters on the left and right thighs, and tactical gloves are worn on the hands. In her hand, on the other hand, she was holding an AKM that had been clearly modified with a sight.

But I saw her standing behind the chestnut-haired woman with great respect, like her shadow: "After all, 'our cause' is not other small organization, and we can't use heavy weapons. So it's going to slow down a bit......"

"No! Heavy weapons are absolutely unacceptable! The chestnut-haired woman, when the shadow behind her mentioned the heavy weapon, suddenly burst into a cold light in her eyes! Silently, her essence was exposed: "I have been fighting for a long time to be able to use manpower and weapons here. ”

"Damn and greedy Punado, he took so much money from me. I put him in the position of city councilor, but I couldn't even do this little thing. We were told that we only had two hours. This idiot! What can you do in two hours?! ”

But seeing the chestnut-haired woman, she quickly restored herself to that kind of demonic yere, and said indifferently: "Fortunately, we have figured out the exit of the hole in the ground of Provenza's mouse, as long as he comes out, we can kill him!" ”

"Boss, I'm worried now that the mercenary he hired will come back early......" The shadow stood behind the maroon-haired woman. There was a hint of melancholy between his eyebrows: "I have dealt with mercenaries in South America, and in general they are a group of war animals......"

"Is it that powerful?! Isn't it just a bunch of tools that kill people everywhere for money?! The chestnut-haired woman had disdain at the corners of her mouth: "Maybe they're stronger, but there are so many of us." I don't think they're really the John Rambo of the movies. ”

But seeing the shadow hearing this, he said with a wry smile: "They are indeed not the all-powerful immortal protagonists who only appear in movies like John Rambo, and they will be injured and killed if they are shot." But they are really strong in combat......"

"They're a bunch of crazy biting animals. In some ways, they have moved away from the human realm. These people are beasts! Crazy beast, I once saw a camp slaughtered by mercenaries. Of the more than 200 people, not a single one survived. Everybody's been killed! The killing was extremely efficient, and it only took half an hour before and after......"

But when he saw the shadow, there was a rare trace of fear in his eyes: "Judging from the warheads found on the corpses, our people only came over more than 30 people. A massacre of more than 200 people was carried out. The camp didn't even have a chance to fight back. It was slaughtered in half an hour. They even had time to scavenge the corpses for valuable knickknacks......"

"Boss, I don't want to let my subjective thoughts affect your judgment. But I think you somewhat underestimate the capabilities of mercenaries. I recommend. We must end the fighting as soon as possible, even if it costs us. ”

The chestnut-haired woman couldn't help frowning when she heard this, but she thought for a while before picking up the walkie-talkie and said in a deep voice: "Speed up the progress!" In half an hour, I would like to see Provenza's body, or that big house collapse! ”

Before long, Provenza, who was staying in the big house, clearly felt the dense increase in the gunfire outside the house. From time to time, there were bursts of explosions, and Provenza's face was pale, and his hands trembled uncontrollably.

He closed his eyes, and his mind kept replaying all his experiences over the past thirty years. Outside, gunfire continued to explode. Provenza straightened out her suit and shirt. Pulling open the drawer, I took out a handful of M1911 from the box.

This is a very ordinary M1911 made in the United States in the 80s. The difference is that there are hardly many traces of age on it. Illustrates the owner of this gun. Cherish it.

Provenza did cherish the gun, which once belonged to his father. The personal bodyguard of the former "Our Cause" boss was shot and killed in order to protect the boss.

It was in that context that Provenza joined "our cause". And with the support of the boss, he has risen all the way. When he was at the bottom, this killed many of his enemies with his father's relics. It also made him brush shoulders with death many times.

"Old man. Let's hope we'll get through this this time......" Provenza gently stroked the gun, expertly disassembling it entirely. Carefully checked it one last time.

Bringing the two bullet-filled cartridges in the box, he stood up and opened the door with a "click~".

“Boss! What are you doing out there?! It's dangerous here! As soon as the door was opened, Provenza saw Cecilio, dressed in gunsmoke, rushing in with his arms clutched.

Behind him, a member of the family, whose stomach had been pierced through the rectum and blood splattered all over the ground, was carried in. But he saw that the man did not even have the strength to scream. His face was as pale as a blank sheet of paper.

His lips trembled, and his whole body twitched.

"Quick! Carry him in! Provenza roared in a low voice, "Others, don't leave your place. Everyone reported how much ammunition they had left. ”

At this point, Provenza no longer behaves like a boss, he is more like a boss. But he saw that while he was giving orders, he took off his suit and tore open the wound that was entwining the wounded man.

"Do we still have any medicines?! Give him some painkillers and stop the bleeding as soon as possible. What about the doctors?! Let him preside over the rescue and try to get people in. Some people up on the second floor, we still have some submachine guns, right?! Gather and use ......"

The team, which had been a little flustered, seemed to regain its strength the moment Provenza appeared. Everyone began to carry out Provenza's orders in an orderly manner.

"Cecilio, you take a few men to try to break through. Take my satellite phone and contact Phoenix as soon as you get out. You know his relationship with me! Provenza took a deep breath and said, "If I have a problem, you will lead the family for the time being." Remember: don't take revenge yet, you cut off the channel of the watch in South America! ”

"As long as she interrupts her channels in South America, her position within the family will suffer. Then blow their business in full swing until their family gives up sheltering her! ”

Even then, Provenza still had great faith in "our cause". If it weren't for the fact that communications were cut off, whoever dared to attack his estate in Sicily would be tantamount to looking for death.

A large number of official members and partners of "our business" will directly crush them like bedbugs.

"They'll pay the price! Swear to the Virgin Mary that I will make them pay! Cecilio was silent for a while, then said fiercely, "But, Boss! Promise me not to die! ”

"Hahaha...... I didn't die that easily! Provenza pulled out his pistol and said viciously: "Even if I want to die, I will shoot myself myself." They don't want to kill me! ”

At this time, there was a "da-da-da" from outside the big house...... Da Da ...... The sound of automatic rifle fire ...... da- Along with the gunshots, there were incessant screams.

Obviously, the other party has attacked the outside of the big house! But seeing that Provenza didn't say a word, he directly approached the window with the torn suit on his hand, "Ping Pong~!" "I smashed open the glass on the window, raised my gun and shot it outside, and it was a "bang, bang, bang......" shot!

Provenza himself fought his way up from the bottom, although he didn't have much experience in night battles. But he still judged the opponent's position based on the light of the fire when the gun was fired from the opposite side, and after a few shots, it even made an offensive area fall into a dumb fire.

"Sudden ......" but the opponent reacted very quickly, and after a while, a bullet hit the area where Provenza was. If it weren't for a family member who swooped down and knocked Provenza down, he would have been a corpse now.

Ceciglio knew that it was no longer time to argue over whether to evacuate or not. Provenza's choice is the only viable way. If he is gone, everyone else who is still resisting now will collapse.

They themselves can't get far. Now, only he has the situation in check. Then let Cecilio and the others evacuate, this is the only way to go.

"Da ......" opened the back door lightly, and Cecilio led the two men to sneak out and escape while the other party was not looking. However, the other party has directly placed manpower at the back door.

As soon as the door was opened, Cecilio and the others were shot like bullets pouring down like rain! But in the dark night, those bullets were like fireworks, clanging against the iron plate on the door and the wall.

"Damn it! Mary is above, if I escape, I will kill these cousins! Cecilio cursed under his breath, then raised his gun through the crack in the door and fired back at the same place ......where the shot had been fired at them.

Feeling that the opponent's firepower was a little weak, he slammed into the door and threw himself down! Keep crawling forward to dodge those bullets! But the bullet flew over his head with a "whizz...... and a swish", and Cecilio gritted his teeth and crawled forward...... (To be continued.) )

PS: Convulsions...... It took half a day to refresh the ...... How did I get so much trouble with this book...... It's just a broken egg......