The town of Faither, on the outskirts of the city.

Lieutenant Newick was enjoying his lunch with a plate when one of his henchmen entered the tent from outside, with a hint of joy on his face, and said:

"Boss, just now there was a news from the exploration team below, ten kilometers away, a group of survivors were found next to the intercontinental highway, and there were more than thirty of them."

"They grabbed our exploration team, took them into the camp, asked some questions, and finally released them again."

Unwilling to care whether the search party was alive or dead, Newick put down his knife and fork and asked:

"How so? Do the survivors have a lot of resources, what about the weapons? ”

With a little flattering smile on his face, the henchman sergeant said with some excitement:

"It is said that the gang had gone on a shit ride, and there were not only doctors, nurses, but also a whole cart of alcohol, and a dinner party, brandy, Remy Martin, rum, all high-end goods."

"There are also very few weapons, it seems that there are only a few pistols and shotguns."

Newick's eyes lit up when he listened, he had always been an alcoholic, but unfortunately in the current world, it was difficult to find a good bottle of wine, and he had not cured his alcohol addiction for three days.

The lieutenant licked his lips and said to his henchmen sergeant:

"You go and gather our soldiers, and when you get the supplies, everyone will have a share."

The henchman's eyes lit up, and he said with anticipation in his voice:

"Boss, our brothers haven't eaten meat for months, and it is said that there are beautiful girls among the survivors, so they are not as ......good as us."

Lieutenant Newick hesitated, and said thoughtfully:

"Now the civilians in the camp are in rebellion, and if we get news of this kind of thing again, it is very likely that they will riot."

The henchman sergeant pursed his lips nonchalantly and said instigatingly:

"Boss, what are you afraid of! The weapons and ammunition are all in our hands, and no matter how dissatisfied those civilians are, they still dare to confront us. ”

"Besides, we don't need to bring these survivors back, there are enough civilians, we just need to grab their supplies and have some fun."

"No one will know what we're doing out there."

Nawick listened very excitedly, wine and women, how can a man not like this, he licked his lips, his heart became more and more surging, and finally gritted his teeth and said:

"Bring 30 trustworthy brothers with you, and everyone will have a meat meal today. This damn world is already like this, no wonder we are. ”

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On Interstate 84, more than 30 members of the umbrella company from five or six families are gathering around a fire, excitedly holding an open-air barbecue dinner.

In this operation, they were all decoys who volunteered to participate and were responsible for attracting the attention of the enemy.

Hosting a banquet is their job.

In fact, there is really no need for them to do anything, according to Leon's orders, all the preparations have been completed, as long as they are still here, it is enough, and the members of the security department will be responsible for the action.

In the group, Andrea's face was a little serious, and as a government official who knew the inside story, she knew very well that this operation would most likely face dozens of heavily armed army soldiers, not undisciplined marauders.

If there is a head-on conflict, there is a high risk of a scuffle, which can be life-threatening for the average survivor.

As a rookie on the battlefield, Andrea was quite anxious, she couldn't help but hold the pistol hanging from her waist, and her eyes unconsciously looked at her old partner, the driver Joel.

The middle-aged man was holding a cigarette in his mouth, playing with a dagger in his hand, and looked at his excited and playful daughter Sarah at the banquet with a leisurely expression, and did not seem to have any nervousness.

In contrast, Andrea was a little embarrassed and asked:

"Joel, why aren't you nervous at all, Salad is still here, aren't you afraid of her getting hurt?"

Old Joel swallowed a round smoke ring, and said with an unchanged expression:

"Mr. Custer is a man to be trusted, he says there will be no fighting on our side, and I trust him."

Andrea wanted to say something more, but Old Joe'er's eyes narrowed slightly, and she picked her chin into the distance, and said:

"The target has appeared."

Andrea quickly turned her head and looked in the direction Joel had pointed out.

A few hundred meters away, in the twilight sun, a green tank was speeding down the road, heavy tracks, huge gun barrels, quite intimidating, on the top of the tank, a soldier dressed as an officer was setting up a heavy machine gun, his eyes were looking at the party, his eyes were longing, and his face was full of arrogant smiles.

Behind the tanks, four military trucks full of armed soldiers, each holding a black automatic rifle, sped at high speed.

Seeing that the enemy's equipment was quite strong, Andrea bit her lower lip and was about to say something to Joel.

Suddenly, I saw that when the opposing convoy passed by a bush, dozens of cone-shaped objects with flames flew out of the bushes.

Before the other party could react, the flames and loud noises of countless explosions flooded the convoy and filled Andrea's vision.

Boom, boom, boom!

The flames burst into the sky.

LAW is worthy of anti-tank heavy artillery shells, and under the siege of dozens of rockets, this convoy of just over 30 soldiers was blown to pieces without even any reaction.

In the distance, emerging from the bushes, Leon carried an empty cannon barrel and raised an eyebrow at Kevila beside him, and whistled.

"It's so cool, it's the first time I've used this guy, it's much more fun than a pistol."

"I hit the tank first! The game is that you lose. ”

Kevila's expression was also a little excited, her face was a little red, and she said indifferently:

"This is the first competition, wait for the opponent's base, we will compete in sniper rifles, one head will score two points, and see who has the highest score."

The two chatted quietly, and Moore took his little brother to check it a little, and came over and said:

"Boss, there's no more to live with, and all the equipment has been blown up."

"We were so heavy that each vehicle was hit by at least five or more shells, and nothing was left."

Leon nodded, as expected, and his expression did not change. Now that I have some money, I don't care about this loss.

He patted Moore on the shoulder and said:

"You send someone to the party, tell them the mission is done, and get them back to base."

"Let's strike while the iron is hot and finish off their base, Darryl is already waiting for us over there."

Moore was also excited, he nodded and said:

"Okay boss, I'll get it done right away."

"Let Daryl see how good Old Mohr is."

After a brief tidying up, Leon took dozens of members of the ambush team to the convoy a kilometer away and began to gallop towards the town of Faither.

The plan was executed quite smoothly, and an ambush solved about half of the opponent's forces unscathed, and a tank was blown up by the way, which almost formed an absolute superiority in troops.

Now, as long as you surround the opponent's camp with your men, the opposite side will already be unable to fly.