Outside the estate, the battle had been going on for half an hour. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although they were never able to storm the manor, the attackers never gave up.

Two off-road vehicles blocked the gate of the manor, and the heavy machine guns mounted on the vehicles kept firing, so that the mercenaries in the manor could not raise their heads.

It's just that the gang outside didn't take advantage.

The suppression of firepower just makes it impossible for the mercenaries in the manor to come out, and it is impossible to organize a counterattack, which does not mean that they can rush in smoothly.

The burning pickup truck at the gate is proof of that.

Heavy machine guns could not penetrate the granite wall, which was half a meter thick, and therefore could not pose a threat to the mercenaries hiding behind the wall.

As for the bazooka, at most it is just a few holes in the wall, which does not make much sense.

The attackers tried several times to break through the gate, but not only did they fail, but they also lost several men.

This is an assassination, it's a battle!

Not to mention that you can't enter the manor, even if you attack it, what can you do?

After fighting for so long, the "Cervantes" hiding in the manor had long since fled, and it was obvious that he would not get a bounty for killing the mercenaries who protected him.

On the hillside, Wang Dong and Luo Qing looked at each other.

How did that guy called "Raging Hammer" become an SSS-class professional killer?

Killers are not mercenaries!

Just by brute force, even an SSS-level professional killer won't live long.

You know, killers have a clear goal.

Just to assassinate a person, how can you bring dozens of men, as well as so many heavy weapons, and a sniper rifle with a range of 1,500 meters is enough.

Ambush on the hillside, wait patiently for a few days, and shoot deadly bullets when the target appears.

In fact, in Wang Dong's backpack there is an MSR sniper rifle that fires .338 Magnum bullets, which can be assembled in a few minutes.

The high-precision barrel made by Zhao Yu himself is adopted, and the accuracy is 0.5MOA in an effective range of 1,500 meters.

That is, at the limit range of one and a half thousand meters, the compass deviation is twenty-one and six centimeters.

What is this concept?

If you aim for the head, you have an 80 percent hit rate, while if you aim for the chest, it is 100 percent.

As long as "Cervantes" appeared in front of the scope and stood for a few seconds, Wang Dong was sure to blow him in the head with a single shot.

If it weren't for those guys, maybe Wang Dong would have killed "Cervantes".

"It's almost over."

Hearing Luo Qing's words, Wang Dong picked up the binoculars.

The battle was so fierce that "Cervantes" had long been hidden, and there was no chance for Wang Dong to perform, so naturally he didn't need that MSR.

About twenty mercenaries exited the manor through the back door, then split into two ways and outflanked the front door.

Inside the gate, more than a dozen mercenaries were ready to fight back.

The mercenaries guarding the manor began to deliberately show weakness, waiting until the attacker's energy was exhausted before launching a counterattack to win.

"It's a pity."

"What's the pity?" Luo Qing glanced at Wang Dong and said, "Those guys know that they are brutal, and they deserve to die." ”

"I mean, if you miss this opportunity, you'll have to wait for more than half a month."

If the "Raging Hammer" is finished, he will have to wait until twenty days later, that is, the task will be automatically reset, and Luo Qing will be able to take over the task as the "Ice Blood Phoenix".

"Next week is Spain's National Day, how about we go to Madrid?"

"You're Spanish?"

Luo Qing rolled his eyes and said, "Anyway, it's all here, and I have to wait for more than half a month, so I have to kill time, let alone go back to Edinburgh." ”

"Holy!"

"I'll get down to business, don't change the subject."

Wang Dong's attention was obviously not on Luo Qing, and it was not pretended.

After the dense gunfire came, Luo Qing picked up the binoculars.

Outside the manor, the mercenaries had launched a counterattack.

The situation suddenly reversed, and the attacker turned into the defender.

It's just that there is no thick courtyard wall to protect it.

Those off-road vehicles, even if they are equipped with bulletproof steel plates and thick body armor hanging from the windows, can only cope with threats in one direction.

The mercenaries came from three directions, and the killers who retreated to the side of the car could not stop them at all.

It was at this time that a strong man stepped forward.

It is indeed strong, and it is not enough to describe it as a "strong man".

This guy, carrying an M134 Vulcan Gatling gun and a cartridge box with a capacity of 1,000 rounds, just walked out!

That's right, just walked out.

With the power supply module and ammunition box, the M134 weighs fifty kilograms, or one hundred kilograms.

With such a big guy on his back, no matter how strong a person is, he can't run.

"Uhhh

The sound of the Gatling Gun firing is unique and completely different from other firearms.

Of course, the ferocity of firepower is absolutely unmatched in firearms.

Mounted on a vehicle, the M134 has a rate of fire of up to six thousand rounds per minute.

When used by personnel, the rate of fire is only three thousand rounds per minute, limited by the power supply module.

Even so, it was surprisingly fast.

You must know that the rate of fire of a general-purpose machine gun of the same caliber is generally about 600 rounds per minute.

Used to deal with people within 100 meters, that is, the autumn wind sweeps away the leaves.

In twenty seconds, 1,000 rounds of 7.62 mm NATO rounds were fired.

The mercenaries who came around from the north, the four who rushed in front didn't react at all, and they were torn to pieces by the rain of bullets.

The latter one, although it was immediately evaded, had nowhere to hide.

Ten mercenaries, none of them escaped!

At this time, the strong man also retreated to the side of the car, and an assistant came up to change the magazine.

Still coming!?

Wang Dong opened his mouth in surprise, and Luo Qing's expression was also exaggerated.

Carrying a machine gun weighing more than ten kilograms to strafe is nothing, and Wang Dong can do it.

However, to let him shoot a thousand bullets in one go, that is, to withstand the recoil of a thousand bullets, it is absolutely impossible.

It's not that the strength is not strong enough, but the body is not strong enough.

The huge recoil generated by firing 1,000 rounds of 7.62mm NATO bullets in 20 seconds can knock an ordinary person apart.

What's more, the M134 is a turn-tube machine gun, there is no muzzle device, and the recoil is all applied to the shooter.

That guy, how strong is that!?

After changing the magazine, the strong man went around to the other side of the buggy.

"Uhhh

Once again, the M134 was in full swing, and a dense rain of bullets swept through the mercenaries who had outflanked them from the east.

Although the 7.62mm NATO bullet can't penetrate the thick granite courtyard wall, it is definitely easy and enjoyable to use to cut flesh and blood.

"He's finished!"

When Luo Qing said this, Wang Dong also saw the mercenary who appeared at the gate of the manor.

Carrying a bazooka, it should be an AT-4, or something like that disposable bazooka.

The strong man was still shooting the mercenaries to the east, not paying attention to the gate of the manor.

As the rocket was fired, the off-road vehicle next to the strong man was blown into the sky.

"It's a pity." Luo Qing sighed.

"What's the pity?" Wang Dong rolled his eyes. "I know that I deserve to die."

"What, jealous?" Luo Qing laughed, and laughed happily.

It's just that the battle isn't over yet.

After M134 was muted, the mercenaries near the gate came out.

None of the killers surrendered, and surrendering is death anyway.

The strong man did not die, and ran towards the side of the hill with an RPK machine gun to kill a bloody path.