Chapter 22: The War of the Mercenaries

Zhang Yang did not aim with a scope and was only a blind sniper, so the accuracy of shooting was not high. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, for Zhang Yang, these ten bullets could definitely produce the results he wanted, because he could see several blood-colored patterns at the other end of the wall from the ten fist-sized holes in the wall of the conference room.

Of the ten bullets he fired, it was clear that he had hit a few.

And as long as the person who is hit by this large-caliber sniper rifle is not dead or disabled.

Before he came down from the tree, Zhang Yang ripped his neck and roared loudly at the people of the Cheetah Legion in a dialect somewhere in Africa: "You fools, their squad leaders have basically been killed by me, and now the mercenaries of those garbage squads are leaderless, it is a good time to kill those garbage, which is also what the vulture boss means." ”

In fact, when Zhang Yang's sniper rifle bullets hit the other mercenary team leaders according to the position he remembered, it didn't matter if it was a vulture order.

The vulture, whose head was almost blank in the conference room, couldn't believe that such a change could happen in the conference room where he had just been talking about the topic.

The leaders of the mercenary squad in the conference room were in a miserable condition, with a broken neck, a huge hole in the chest, an arm completely broken, and half of a head removed......

At the first moment of seeing this situation, the vulture almost instinctively drew its gun at the first time, and instantly rolled and rushed out of the door, and the ten bullets in the pistol poured out in the shortest possible time, killing two people again before the leader of the mercenary squad who was attacked reacted.

As soon as the vulture rolled out of the conference room, a mercenary of the Cheetah Legion fiercely pulled the trigger of the rocket launcher, and the rocket dragged a long tail flame into the conference room, leveling the entire conference room at the first time.

And the only surviving squad leader roared into the walkie-talkie: "This is a conspiracy, this is the conspiracy of the Cheetah Legion to monopolize the traitor's treasure map after killing us, you run away, run away, you must escape, you want to avenge me!" ”

He had something to say, but he couldn't, and the smoking grenade exploded next to him, tearing his body to shreds in the first place.

The Vulture took a heavy machine gun, hung with a long chain of bullets, and fired almost madly, and he didn't understand why the good situation had turned into an encounter between two armies in an instant, he didn't understand at all.

His voice was hoarse, and he only knew that if he didn't kill these mercenary squads, he and his legion would be completely wiped out.

In fact, when Zhang Yang entered this village, the mercenary team and the Cheetah Legion, who were suspicious of each other, were destined to not get along peacefully.

Under the tree where Zhang Yang was, a group of mercenaries from the Cheetah Legion gave Zhang Yang a thumbs up: "Well done, I wanted to kill those bastards a long time ago, and I dared to threaten our Cheetah Legion, I don't know whether to live or die, let's go and kill them all now!" ”

After saying that, they rushed out bloodthirsty.

When Zhang Yang got down from the tree, there was no one around.

Zhang Yang carried a heavy sniper rifle with no bullets, entered the ammunition depot, and casually carried a few magazines on his body.

The Cheetah Legion mercenaries guarding the ammunition depot were dissatisfied: "Now I still have a sniper rifle and a bird to use, so hurry up and use a slight charge to give me all those guys." ”

Zhang Yang was as good as a stream, not only took a handful of micro punches, but also directly put a box of grenades quietly into the copper door imprint space.

Lighting a cigarette, Zhang Yang walked out of the ammunition depot, and casually threw a round and white smoke thing to the place where the ammunition depot was a pile of grenades.

"No!"

In the heart-rending cry of the cheetah mercenaries guarding the ammunition depot, the entire ammunition depot exploded, a place with a diameter of more than ten meters was razed to the ground, countless shrapnel flew, and at this moment at least twenty mercenaries did not have time to dodge and were severely damaged.

One of the stone statues that Zhang Yang had dodged was even more cracked, turning into rubble after a few breaths.

The flying bullets and the rich smoke of gunpowder made Zhang Yang deeply intoxicated, he liked the taste and preferred the feeling of dancing in the bullets.

At this moment, Zhang Yang doesn't have to think about who is a friend and who is an enemy, as long as it is a person, it is the object that Zhang Yang wants to kill.

Zhang Yang killed very coolly, he even swept a lot of bullets at the vulture, the only pity is that although the vulture is not as good as him, it is definitely not much worse, and it is not as simple as imagined to kill the vulture.

The bullets that sprayed wildly, the smoke bombs that emitted rich white smoke, and the grenades that could sweep away all life within ten meters in diameter, all bloomed around Zhang Yang, and his data-based body, the vitality was rapidly declining.

When a bullet pierced Zhang Yang's arm, Zhang Yang smiled bitterly.

He liked gunsmoke, but he wasn't really used to this kind of large-scale encounter.

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Five miles outside the village, a group of Europeans laughed at the special forces they had hired, and after the mercenary sentry that they had easily removed, they shouted: "We concealed everyone, came a day early, and sure enough, we came right, the battle ahead was very lively, I think we should end all evil like a savior." ”

A middle-aged man with a big beard and thick blond hair smiled and said: "It seems that God is destined that the gold will belong to us, I want thirty percent, you have no opinion, right?" ”

The others laughed and patted their ass: "Mr. Karl wants thirty percent, a little too little, I think Mr. Carl should take at least forty percent to meet Mr. Carl's identity." ”

Mr. Karl was unusually satisfied, and then waved at the hired special forces: "Go, that village will be our temporary residence, I don't want me to live in a place where evil and dirty mercenaries live." ”

The evil and dirty mercenaries in the mouth of the bearded man, they are basically special forces, and these special forces recruited by Carl are actually not much more noble than mercenaries, they all take money to do things, and the essence is the same.

The only difference is that most of the mercenaries are retired special forces, while Mr. Carl hires all active special forces.

When these well-equipped special forces entered the battlefield of the small village, everyone noticed that something was wrong.

The first time the vulture saw these special forces, he recognized that one of the special forces belonged to the United Kingdom, and he knew that this special force was hired by a British nobleman named Carl to compete for the treasure map.

"Nope! Damn Augustine, not only did he sell the news of the treasure map to many people, but he also took my money and told me that this group of European ****s will come tomorrow! You wait for Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu must kill you! The vulture cursed loudly, and then roared loudly at the walkie-talkie: "Break through to the place where the fire suppression is most intense!" ”

The reason why the vulture broke through to the place where the firepower was most fierce was not only because he believed in the combat power of the Cheetah Legion, but also because he had led the special forces, he knew that if he broke through to the weak place, he would definitely fall into the opponent's scheme, and he would be chased and beaten by these special forces, and it would be difficult to get rid of it.

Only by breaking through from the place where the fire suppression is most intense in a short period of time can they completely get rid of this group of special forces who are willing to be hired and have the name of spotted hyenas.

The other mercenaries who had lost their captain also gave up fighting with the Cheetah Legion, and roared loudly: "Break out!" Break out, or we'll all die here today! ”

The mercenaries in the village, they threw away all their supplies, hurriedly hung some weapons on their bodies, rushed into bulletproof cars, and broke through in a crooked and crazy way.

The countless bullets fired at the military vehicles from outside the village left deep bullet marks on the military vehicles, and some even smashed the bulletproof glass into a frosty state, and there were extremely fine cracks everywhere.

The mercenaries who broke through in military vehicles, their hearts to break through were very firm and crazy, and in order to avoid the shooting of the special forces, some of them drove and destroyed the thatched houses one after another.

After leaving behind a trail of blood and corpses, the mercenaries in the village managed to break through.

The number of people who succeeded in breaking through was only a small fraction of what they did half a day ago.

There are only twenty-three people left in the Cheetah Legion, and most of the mercenary squads are only three or two people left, except for those who have been wiped out.

"Vulture, you remember me! You're all going to die! I swear for the rest of my life that I will destroy your Cheetah Legion once and for all! ”

After roaring with red eyes, the remaining team members desperately distanced themselves from the Cheetah Legion.

The remnants of the Cheetah Legion are also desperately trying to escape from the pursuit of nearly 100 special forces hired by European and sub-soldiers, and they have no time to pay attention to these mercenaries.

On the chassis of a car in the Cheetah Legion, Zhang Yang grabbed the base like a gecko.