It wasn't until one o'clock in the night that Chen Xing stood up with his waist crouched and waved to the two people who were in a daze, signaling that the action would begin. The two of them couldn't wait any longer. They quickly arranged their equipment, then hunched over and followed Chen Xing towards the camp in the darkness.
About twenty minutes later, they arrived at the outskirts of the camp. The mercenaries in charge of the night watch were all dozing off, as if they had just experienced a big battle and were exhausted. Some fell asleep leaning against the car, and some fell asleep leaning against the mountain wall. There were only two people who were still energetic, but they were both absent-minded. They looked at the entrance of the cave from time to time, and then closed their eyes, as if they were imagining something.
Chen Xing made a "outflank" gesture toward Cassie, and then made a "wait where you are" gesture toward the white mercenaries. The reason why he arranged this was because Cassie was more flexible, while the white mercenaries were slower and larger, which was not conducive to concealment. The two nodded at the same time, and Chen Xing immediately stepped aside, relying on the cover of the dune buggy to gradually approach the target.
Tens of seconds later, Chen Xing and Cassie took their respective positions. Following Chen Xing's gesture of cutting his throat, the two men rushed forward at the same time, covering the guard's mouth and slitting his throat with a knife.
"Uh, uh"
The guard struggled a few times, a large amount of blood spurted out of his throat, and collapsed. Chen Xing pointed at the three dozing guards. The three of them didn't stop for a moment, and quickly surrounded them, cutting their throats and bleeding them.
After a while, all the mercenaries responsible for keeping watch were dealt with. The three men carried assault rifles and quietly came to the entrance of the cave. Chen Xing clung to the stone wall next to the cave, raised his index finger in front of his mouth, making a "silence" gesture, then turned his head sideways, gently opened a corner of the curtain, and looked in.
It was brightly lit and filled with white flowers. Although Chen Xing III is a man who prides himself on being well-informed, this is the first time he has seen such a scene. He originally thought that the island country movies on earth only existed in videos and were all fake. Unexpectedly, a real drama is taking place here.
It was hard for him to put into words what he was seeing. The situation was like a group of tourists watching a female orangutan in the park and then feeding her bananas. The female orangutan was overwhelmed and her belly was so round and bloated that she almost couldn’t hold it anymore. But everyone kept feeding it and forcing it to eat. What’s even more frightening is that there are a large number of tourists queuing up behind, waiting to be fed.
Chen Xing glanced around and roughly memorized the positions of the people inside, then retracted, pointed at the curtain, and made an "observation" gesture toward Cassie and the white mercenaries.
Cassie opened it a little, looked at it for a moment, pulled back, and shook her head sympathetically. The white mercenary took a deep breath, looked in from Cassie's position, and immediately clenched his fists, his whole body trembling.
Chen Xing patted the white mercenary on the shoulder to signal him to calm down.
After about a few seconds, the white mercenary regained his composure. Chen Xing picked up the assault rifle and cut into the hole with his palm. The other two people immediately understood, raised their guns, and prepared for an assault.
Chen Xing stretched out one finger, then two fingers, and when the third finger stretched out, he opened the curtain and got in.
The three of them filed in without any hesitation, raised their guns and shot at crowded places.
"Da da da" "ta da da" "ta da da"
Three assault rifles started firing at the same time, the bullets driving straight into the unsuspecting crowd.
In an instant, flesh and blood flew everywhere, wails were everywhere, and screams resounded throughout the cave.
Most of the people inside were low-level mercenaries with no protective skills. The few who had blue light emitting from their bodies were also killed by Chen Xing's energy storage.
The blood instantly dyed the ground red, and the smell of blood was so strong that it couldn't be dissipated. The hot bullets whirled in, constantly opening bleeding holes in the naked body, and a large amount of blood spurted out.
Corpses fell into a pool of blood, and the scene was extremely chaotic. The mercenaries who were enjoying bliss a moment ago were now like a pack of scurrying gophers, squeezing and trampling on each other, eager to find a gap to get in without even thinking about resisting. Not to mention equipment, they didn't even wear clothes, and all their weapons were placed in the car outside.
On the other side, Chen Xing and the other three were all veterans. Even in this situation, they still kept firing to maximize the attack effect. And there was a tacit understanding between them. They took turns shooting. Chen Xing was the first to finish the bullet and reload it, then Cassie, and then the white mercenary.
And just when they rushed in, A Qiaomu, who was in the middle of the field, stayed for a few seconds, then reacted and lay down directly on the ground to avoid being accidentally injured by his own people.
Driven by survival instinct, the people inside crowded into the corners on both sides, making the slaughter more convenient.
After several rounds of shooting, no one could stand up anymore. They fell to the ground struggling and twitching.
The white mercenary was about to step forward, but was stopped by Chen Xing, who motioned for him to continue firing.
"Da da da" "ta da da" "ta da da"
Three assault rifles fired mercilessly, and before long, there was no moving target in the field. The corpses were piled up in various directions, stacked on top of each other, like hell.
After the gunfire stopped, a short while later, a human figure covered in blood crawled out from the pile of corpses, with huge hatred in his eyes, like a Rakshasa returning from hell.
She looked around, fished out a dagger from the blood, threw it at the narrator's body, held it with both hands, and stabbed it in one after another.
"die" "die" "die" "die" "die" "die" "die"
She screamed crazily, screaming at the top of her lungs, venting her endless hatred. Even Chen Xing, the most rational person present, couldn't help but feel a little moved. It's hard to imagine what kind of torture she suffered during these more than ten hours.
None of the three people stepped forward and watched silently, letting A Qiaomu vent his hatred. This is the best choice and the best respect.
However, just when the three of them were relaxed, a thick and fat figure suddenly jumped out from the pile of corpses, snatched Aqiaomu's dagger away, grabbed her neck, and placed the dagger on it.
The white mercenaries immediately recognized that this "bloody man" was the leader of this group of black mercenaries.
The three men raised their guns at the same time, but they did not dare to shoot.
"Get out of the way, or I'll kill her," the mercenary leader shouted, his eyes wide open, and the whites under his eyes were in sharp contrast to the blood on his face.
"Stay away." The mercenary leader escorted Aqiaomu and approached step by step. The three of them looked at each other and retreated out of the cave.
The mercenary leader stared at the three of them, moved out of the cave step by step, and then moved to the side of the armed cricket. He looked into the car and made sure that the key was on it. Twist it, step on the accelerator, and rush outside.
