"Mercenaries!"

Chen Lang slapped the warhead down with ease, and looked mockingly at the mercenary killers who seemed to be frozen into a group of sculptures.

"Don't you know that Yanxia is a Jedi for mercenaries? Since you're here, let's bury it here. ”

Chen Lang slashed horizontally, and the invisible qi wall suddenly stagnated, and then broke through the air with a loud sound, and thousands of warheads flew backwards towards the mercenaries who were trapped in a state of stupor.

Sang Kun couldn't care about holding the walkie-talkie anymore, so he directly opened his throat and yelled: "Lie down!" Retreat into a minefield! ”

Blood flowers burst out, and more than 60 mercenaries fell to the ground on their backs or on their stomachs, shaking their bodies and dying.

Only a dozen mercenaries who reacted quickly and were standing just enough to avoid the bullet-dense area survived.

Then, like taut springs, they sprang up from the ground, turned and ran into the minefield.

A group of people are running around with their heads in their hands, and wolves are rushing around, how can they still have the demeanor of half a mercenary.

Chen Lang dragged two blood-dripping Tang knives, unhurriedly behind him, every sniper gun sounded, it was a flash, and the intensive sniping did not pose a threat to him at all.

The heavy camouflage combat uniform on Sang Kun's body was completely soaked with cold sweat, and even his body trembled uncontrollably.

He finally knew why his younger brother Sang Lun, who had brought hundreds of elites and had the Great Grandmaster Li Donghu to suppress the formation, still failed to return to the Cui Kingdom.

He also finally understood why this guy dared to openly make enemies of the Cuiguo Mountain Army for the sake of the Zhou family.

Because this guy - there is no fear!

In fact, this ambush team, which was composed entirely of mercenaries, was originally arranged by Feng Zijun to ambush Chen Lang's convoy in the dense forest.

Fortunately now, the convoy did not enter the ambush circle, and only Chen Lang was alone with two Tang Breaking Swords.

A hundred well-armed and battle-hardened mercenaries dealt with a monk, and his own side also used ten Barretts and was equipped with special bullets that could blow people to pieces with a single shot, even if he was a Ground Rank Grand Master, Sang Kun was confident enough to shoot him.

However......

In less than three minutes, Chen Lang completely destroyed Sang Kun's confidence with only two Tang knives.

This guy is terrible, what kind of human is he, he is clearly a demon who came to the world from the abyss and hell.

Unless he got a few Gatling Vulcan cannons to come over and form a firepower network of about 100 meters in a horizontal area, these submachine guns in his hand alone would not be able to suppress his terrifying speed at all.

It's a pity that Chen Lang killed people only in a moment, and it was too late to get Gatling to be airlifted.

The only way to do this is that the brothers are almost dead and wounded, and if they want to kill him, they can only count on the dozens of powerful high-explosive mines.

Another few minutes passed, and the hidden sniper points were pulled out by Chen Lang five more times.

There are only two Barretts left, and sniper pinning has lost its meaning.

"Do you want to escape?"

Sang Kun, who has been a mercenary for twenty years and has experienced hundreds of battles, had the idea of fleeing for his life for the first time.

He kept hinting to himself over and over again in his heart that it was not his cowardice to flee for his life.

It's the strength of the opponent, which has reached an inhuman level.

Feeling the fear of being uncontrollable, dominated, and slaughtered, even the strongest will has to crumble.

At this moment, the intercom suddenly heard the joyful cheers of his subordinates.

"He's coming, he's coming! There is still hope! ”

Sang Kun hurriedly straightened the sniper rifle and put his eyes on the sniper scope. Let's read the book

In the field of vision, I saw that Chen Lang was still dragging the Tang knife diagonally and slowly walking through the forest.

The dozen or so surviving brothers on their side were lying on their stomachs more than 500 meters apart, but no one dared to shoot.

The middle 500-meter area is a minefield, and as long as one high-explosive mine is detonated, the rest of the mines will also be triggered.

At that point, the blast wave of the explosion will completely cover the area.

With such a large explosion coverage, no matter how fast Chen Lang was, he would never want to escape.

It's close!

Eighty meters away!

Sang Kun took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing rate, and then moved the muzzle of the gun slightly, aiming at the nearest high-explosive mine to Chen Lang.

As long as Chen Lang enters the minefield, he doesn't have to wait for him to step on the mine on his own, with his amazing sniper shooting skills, he can detonate the mine with one shot.

Die, you devil!

Sang Kun gritted his teeth and cursed, his eyes staring at Chen Lang's feet, and he quickly calculated the distance in his heart.

Sixty meters!

Fifty meters!

Forty meters!

Soon!

Hurry up!

Sang Kun almost cheered excitedly.

Although killing Chen Lang can't save this huge loss, the huge bonus promised by Feng Zijun is enough for him to pull up a team again.

What's more, his younger brother Sang Lun can also be blinded.

Sadly, Sang Kun didn't get excited for long.

When he was still twenty meters away from the minefield, Chen Lang suddenly stopped.

In the sniper scope, Sang Kun clearly saw that the corners of Chen Lang's mouth were pouting with a playful smile that made his heart chill.

He knew it was a minefield?

Sang Kun's heart tightened suddenly, and his hands couldn't help but tremble slightly.

In the next second, he saw Chen Lang's right foot slowly lifting and falling.

Boom!

It's like hitting a drum with a hammer.

The fallen leaves on the ground flicked, and the tiny ripple marks spread forward like cobwebs in an instant.

Boom Boom!

A deafening explosion resounded throughout the forest, smoke and dust billowed, and trees of all sizes broke and exploded.

Chen Lang smiled slightly, his feet were longitudinal, and his body swept into the dust and mist like a hurricane.

In just a moment, the cold sword light burst out again in the field of vision in the sniper scope......