Before the other could scream, Ethan thrust the dagger into her chest.

Because of his experience, he was able to handle the position very precisely.

Everything was so unimpeded, the sharp blade avoided the horizontal bones, like piercing leather, and the dagger more than ten centimeters long easily pierced the violently beating heart inside.

The Mexican female killer suddenly lost her strength and could no longer pull the trigger.

Her mouth was tightly covered.

His eyes showed a pleading look, full of longing to live.

Ethan was already tightly clamping the other party like a python, feeling the rhythm of life slowly disappear until his strong body turned into a puddle of mud.

There was no movement, and a fresh life quietly disappeared into the world.

Licking on the knife edge.

Naturally, you have to be prepared to be stabbed to death at any time, there is nothing to say about this thing.

When he was in battle, Ethan didn't have any mercy.

He let go of the paralyzed corpse with a cold face, picked up the submachine gun in the opponent's hand, and slowly pulled out the dagger, wiped it on the opponent's body, and then inserted it back into the thigh scabbard.

At this time, the remaining three points of light had already touched in front of him.

Ethan smiled faintly and quickly climbed up the dirt slope.

The two figures not far in front were carefully searching, and this is the case in this dark environment, sometimes if one is not careful, it will change from a hunter to a prey.

And now.

I'm still the hunter!

He grinned as he turned the submachine gun into fully automatic mode and pressed the trigger the two figures.

"Poof~~~"

A flame lit up in the darkness of the night.

With the deafening sound of gunfire, dozens of bullets in the magazine turned into chains of fire and pulled forward, crackling and hitting the two people, tearing their bodies apart in an instant.

In less than a second, the sound stopped abruptly.

Ethan quickly dropped his submachine gun and moved like a ghost along these small slopes and ditches.

Juárez is a city in the middle of nowhere, with large flats and rolling mounds, and the height is only about two or three meters, which does not look so remarkable.

But when it counts, it's cover.

As he opened fire, he also revealed his whereabouts, and after the gunman above confirmed that it was not his own man, bullets whistled in.

But the speed is always a beat slower than him.

Columns of smoke followed him, and the thumping gunfire chased him wildly, and Ethan rolled forward excitedly, and Glock burst out of his hand, and with a snap the remaining gunman.

Two rolls in quick succession, his figure quickly disappeared into the darkness.

The gunfire soon stopped, and this kind of hide-and-seek was a game of cards for him with radar.

In less than a minute, all four people who tried to ambush him were killed, but now is not the time for the nerves to relax, his side is solved, and Beatrice still needs support.

Ethan gritted his teeth and picked up the AR15 he had just placed, bent over and flew to the side.

Gunfire flickered.

Less than two hundred meters away from him, the battle also began, and the figure could be seen shaking from a distance.

Ethan stopped his body and quickly got down on one knee.

Bringing up a puff of smoke and dust, he raised his assault rifle and slammed the trigger on the figure in the same tight suit.

"Bang~"

The warhead flew out, exploding a cloud of mist in the man's chest.

Glancing at the guy who had fallen to the ground before she could shoot, Beatrice immediately turned the muzzle of her gun and pulled the trigger frantically in the other direction, and several bullets crackled into the body of the man who came out from behind the mound.

Regardless of whether it is in the distant building and the gunner's shooting field is in sight.

After firing the shot, she immediately rolled over, and left the place with a few tactical moves.

When Ethan touched it, he saw only three corpses lying in a pool of blood, one of which had been wiped by Beatrice's neck, and the other two had been killed by himself from a distance and by a female killer who shot them indiscriminately.

"Are you alright?"

He leaned over a bush and asked in a low voice, "These people shouldn't be able to do anything about you, but you have a title, don't you?" ”

"Of course."

Beatrice quickly crawled over with her hands on the ground: "There is no movement in this thing, no matter who is in charge of directing inside, the call channel has been cut off." ”

As she spoke, she threw over a small object.

There was a lot of blood on the walkie-talkie and headset, which must have just been pulled from the corpse.

"That's right."

The female killer leaned to the side and gasped and asked, "Did the magical sixth sense tell you what the number of the next Powerball is, this is also amazing, how did you notice the movement of those people?" ”

"I have very good ears."

Ethan slurred his words and dragged the travel bag he had just held in front of him.

It's time to attack inside.

Before that, let's put a cannon fight.

Don't think that it's all ordinary stuff here, this thing can create a huge psychological pressure on people as soon as it passes.

"Give it to me!"

Beatrice's eyes lit up, and she gritted her teeth and grabbed the bazooka: "Don't worry, just this hell place, I know what direction to fight." ”

"Okay!"

After all, the other party is more familiar, Ethan shrugged his shoulders and said that it didn't matter.

He took out a large grenade from the bag, took out a small cylindrical object, unscrewed the casing neatly, and then tore off the oiled paper, and the green propellant appeared in his hand.

Quickly twist the propellant against the tail of the grenade, and soon the rocket is ready.

The second one repeats the same steps, it is enough for the RGP to be used outside, and it is more convenient to use a grenade in the building.

During this time, Beatrice also quickly opened the sight.

The two of them worked very skillfully, and Ethan aimed at the positioning gap and inserted the assembled rocket into it steadily.

"Wait."

He whispered a reminder, then grabbed the remaining grenade and bent over to shift position.

When the rockets are launched, it's like raising a torch, no kidding, there is still a certain danger at this time, there is no need to take that risk.

When Ethan ran away, Beatrice took a deep breath.

She carried the RPG onto her shoulders and slowly emerged from the side of the dirt slope.

The failure of the strangulation just now made the freight company seem very quiet, and only some cold lights were left to illuminate the key passages.

The tool moved slightly, and she didn't aim at any of the areas on the second floor.

Instead, it was aimed at a humble house.

She slowed her breathing and pressed down the trigger hard, only to see two flames burst out in front of and behind the bazooka, followed by a puff of white smoke whizzing inside, and the grenade burst through the window and slammed into the room.

"Bang~"

The small house in the distance of the building exploded violently, and Ethan could see the fire and the flying debris from afar.

This thing is dirty and powerful, and the power is not ambiguous at all.

(End of chapter)