"咻咻咻~~"
Hanwen's order had just been issued, and less than 3 minutes later, a shrill roar pierced the sky!
The buns are stuffed but not folded, and the Guyana Vigilante Group, which sounds silly, is actually very elite.
These hundreds of people were all trained according to the standards of special forces by the iron-blooded instructors of KGB Troop A.
The actual combat ability may have yet to be verified, but the artillery handling ability and the coordination of infantry and artillery are definitely not nonsense.
The key is that the local militia group of only 600 people is actually equipped with 60 130-caliber mortars, 60 bazooka rocket launchers, and 4 135 mm heavy howitzers.
Such luxurious configuration is equivalent to a professional artillery battalion.
"Boom boom boom~"
A moment later, in the dense forest a few hundred meters away from Hanwen and the others, dozens of artillery shells rained down. Suddenly, flames shot into the sky, and the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked.
"Beautiful! The placement is very precise. Damn it, just do it! Blast these sons of bitches to death!"
Du Tie hid behind a thick tree trunk, his face glowing red, roaring excitedly, but Hanwen ordered calmly:
"Ananda, as soon as the artillery fire starts to extend forward, you will immediately start charging. Ah Tie, you are also ready. Whenever you encounter a living person, you will be knocked unconscious and put away. Be sure to capture him alive. Do you understand?"
"Understood! Brother Hanwen, please do me a favor!"
Du Tie was eager to give it a try. After hanging out with Hanwen for a long time, the little guy learned to speak Beijing movies fluently and became more and more out of his mind.
In just one minute, six rounds of rapid fire were completed, and the artillery fire began to extend forward at intervals of a hundred meters.
"Roar~"
Du Nan roared without hesitation and raised a heavy alloy shield that was as high as half a man.
"Boom~~"
Lifting a huge shield weighing several hundred kilograms, Dunan took long strides and ran like crazy, like a tank charging, with astonishing momentum.
Under his great strength, the trees blocking the road snapped like thatch and flew up, and he forcibly waded out of the airtight rain forest to create a passage.
About 30 meters behind Du Nan, Du Tie moved quickly, following closely like a cheetah, with Hanwen on his left and Chunsheng on his right.
Du Tie is the well-deserved fighting core of the Evil Gods. If Du Nan is the strongest shield, then he is the sharpest spear.
His ultimate move can control 24 thin shuttles, blowing up a terrifying sword storm within a radius of 70 meters, which is difficult for gods to stop.
"Boom~"
Du Nan, who was rushing forward, suddenly stepped on a trigger landmine.
However, in the smoke and flowers rising into the sky, Du Nan's figure only swayed slightly, and even his running movements did not change.
Stable as a mountain.
Under the protection of the alloy heavy armor, damage of this level, such as mines, grenades or even rockets, could not hurt Du Nan at all, just like the breeze blowing on his face!
Even though he was wearing heavy armor and had to cut through obstacles to clear the way, Du Nan's movement speed was not slow at all.
In just the blink of an eye, after triggering several landmines, Du Nan had already crossed a distance of more than 500 meters and arrived at the hiding place of the sniper just now.
At the root of the unique Devil Tree in the American rainforest, there lay a slightly bald white man with oil paint on his face and a ghillie suit.
In the crater not far from him, there was an SVD sniper rifle with a camouflage wrapped around it and an extended barrel. It was already broken into pieces.
The sniper was lucky. The horrific shelling just now did not hit him directly, but he was also unlucky. He was stunned by the shock wave and fell from the tree.
After shaking his dizzy head, the sniper opened his eyes, and a bright silver sphere in his sight magnified infinitely.
"boom!"
The sniper's forehead was hit hard by the steel ball controlled by Du Tie. He rolled his eyes and fainted again.
"Tatata~"
As soon as the gunfire rang out, Chun Sheng suddenly raised his gun and fired a clean three-point burst, knocking down a swaying figure more than ten meters away.
Everyone had been cooperating for a long time and knew that Chun Sheng was a calm person and would never make a mistake, so no one showed any surprise.
However, Chunsheng still explained in a muffled voice: "He has a self-explosion bomb tied to his body, already~"
Before he could finish his words, the figure exploded into a rain of blood that filled the sky before it could even fall down.
Dead soldier, self-destruct.
If people with abilities are said to be bad, then those who predict are definitely considered bad. Are prophets still okay?
Chun Sheng's original precognitive ability was so stumbling that he couldn't explain it clearly, and he was even treated as a lunatic and sent to a mental hospital.
Since following Du Weiguo, Chunsheng's ability has been qualitatively improved, and his intelligence has also been significantly improved. What's more, he is decisive in killing and gradually reveals the strength to stand alone.
Du Tie, a kid with no inhibitions, rushed to the sniper who was knocked unconscious by flying in the face of the rain of blood.
"Gabababa~"
Du Tie leaned down and removed the sniper's jaw and arms with ease. Then he opened his mouth and put his fingers in to roughly pick it out.
Whenever a prisoner is captured, his muscles and bones are cut apart immediately and his mouth is pulled out. Damn it, even if he wants to die, it will be difficult.
This set of business was first pioneered by Du Weiguo in the Special Service Department of Sijiu City. This fine tradition has been passed down and carried forward by the Evil Gods.
Soon, Du Tie took out two poison sacs from the sniper's mouth and sighed:
"Good guy! Two poison sacs, these bastards are really desperate."
After saying that, Du Tie didn't feel disgusted. He even took the poisonous sac covered with saliva to his nose and sniffed it gently, curling his lips:
"Potassium cyanide is highly poisonous. This guy is a dead man and has not escaped."
Hanwen's eyes were sinister and his tone was resentful:
"Nonsense, he must be a dead soldier. Didn't you see that his companions just blew themselves up? Ah Tie, check carefully to see if there are any bombs on him, then tie them up and let's move on."
"Got the order!"
Du Tie responded as if he was playing tricks. He used to be like a wounded wolf and kept away from strangers, but now he has become much more cheerful.
After a while, the extended artillery fire from the militia ended, and dozens of shells were fired continuously. The barrels were red and needed to cool down quickly before they could continue.
The effect of the coverage bombing was remarkable. From the sniper's position forward, almost all the rainforest within a few kilometers was leveled to the ground.
The ground is full of deep or shallow craters, like the ferocious mouth of a monster. Broken arms and limbs, and even internal organs are scattered everywhere. The blood is mixed with gunpowder smoke, making people sick.
There are various weapons scattered on the ground. These people and weapons are obviously ambushing Hanwen and the others, and the firepower configuration is extremely fierce.
It is estimated that even Du Nan, who is wearing heavy armor, may not be able to withstand the fire once it is concentrated.
If they really fell into that sniper's kiting tactic and ran into the encirclement regardless, Hanwen and the others would really have had a drink.
Hanwen bent down and picked up a broken gun body on the ground, his brows furrowed and his face serious.
This is the remains of a Soviet-made SG43 heavy machine gun. Not far away, there is a bracket-type Gatling heavy machine gun with a twisted barrel scattered on the ground. It looks like a new gun.
Hanwen threw away the remains with a solemn expression, quickly walked to a barely intact body lying on the ground not far away, and stretched out his hand to turn him over.
This was a muscular black man, his lower body was blown away. Hanwen took off his shirt without hesitation, and there was a blood moon tattooed on the man's left chest.
Hanwen stood up slowly and said to himself in a solemn tone:
"Mauritania, the Moorish Jihad, why did these guys suddenly go to Guyana to run wild? Isn't this unscientific?"
At this time, Du Tie also came over:
"Brother Hanwen, there are a few fairly neat corpses over there. We've all seen them. They're all from the Moorish Jihad.
Damn, how come these stupid poor guys suddenly got richer and can now afford the Vulcan Cannon? "
Hanwen shook his head:
"I don't know. Maybe someone hired them at a high price to sow discord and want these fanatical religious elements to fight with us."
"Pooh!"
Dutie? He spat and curled his lips with disdain:
"Those idiots are worthy enough to fight with us Evil Gods. I can destroy them all by myself."
Du Tie spoke arrogantly, and Hanwen glared at him angrily:
"Okay, then I will send you across the sea to Mauritania tomorrow, and ask Master Tie to kill all the Moorish Jihadists and avoid future troubles."
"Uh~"
Du Tiezhuang couldn't compare, and his red head was swollen by Han Wen's rebuke. However, he was thick-skinned and clever. He quickly changed the subject and found a way for himself:
"Brother Hanwen, shall we continue to pursue him now?"
Naturally, Hanwen would not argue with Du Tie. He looked up at the deep forest ahead, pondered for a moment and shook his head:
"No more chasing. The current situation is a bit strange. We have already caught the tongue and will go back to interrogate it first."
After finishing speaking, Hanwen took out his mobile walkie-talkie and ordered:
"The first and second squadrons of the militia will rush to the bombardment site as quickly as possible to clean up the battlefield! Pay attention during the process."
At the same time, on Hong Kong Island on the other side of the ocean, Du Weiguo boarded his special plane excitedly.
The latest news from Kuiana has arrived. Dulan is not dead or disabled, and Hanwen and the others have also bitten the intruder's tail.
As long as everything was fine, Du Weiguo let go of his worries. As for the huge losses caused by the bombing of the hotel, he didn't care at all.
Now he can really pat his chest and say that things that can be solved with money are no big deal at all!
Just now, Reina told him that Ryosuke Takahashi, the Japanese Ministry of Internal Affairs, had completed the inventory and accounting of the assets of the Tiger Tail Sect.
The share belonging to Du Weiguo has been transferred to his overseas account, up to 72 million U.S. dollars, an astronomical figure!
Du Weiguo didn't know whether the Huwei Cult had that much property, or whether Ryosuke Takahashi deliberately sold it to him, and he didn't care.
Anyway, once the money goes into his pocket, it is his, and he can take it with ease and without any worries.
In the face of sugar-coated bullets, Du Weiguo's principles remain unchanged. He eats the sugar-coated bullets beautifully and spits out the bullets decisively. He is such a rogue!
Du Weiguo is now very fat and has too much money to spend. The money that Ryosuke Takahashi transferred to him is almost enough to blow up and rebuild the free trade zone.
Therefore, Du Weiguo is really not short of money now, and he is becoming more and more indifferent to it.
In a hangar at the southeast corner of Kai Tak Airport, Du Weiguo boarded his customized plane with great joy.
This steel monster, which was modified from a Belfast C-1 transport aircraft, was painted in a deep gray-black color according to Du Weiguo's preference, making it look particularly domineering.
This aircraft has a load capacity of 35 tons. When full of fuel, the aircraft has a maximum flight distance of 4,500 kilometers and can carry a total of 36 people.
The aircraft has a main living room, 6 guest bedrooms, a kitchen, dining room and toilets, as well as a state-of-the-art air command center and weapons depot.
In the small weapons depot, Du Weiguo's usual weapons and ammunition were piled high, and the bottom compartment was even thoughtfully loaded with two specially made bulletproof off-road jeeps.
The products of the man who never sets the sun have always pursued luxury and strive for excellence in everything. This special machine is much more refined than the old man who only pursues practicality.
The interior is made of aluminum alloy, which is light and strong. The outside is also covered with walnut wood and calfskin, making it look like a giant Rolls-Royce.
In one word, sophisticated!
In the cab, the charming Manny sat in the driver's seat and gave Du Weiguo a very subtle look:
"Mr. Wesley, I will be your full-time pilot from now on. If you leave too quickly this time, I am afraid I will have to make you my temporary deputy.
However, after flying to 3,000 feet, the aircraft enters the stratosphere and can enter the automatic cruise state, freeing up both hands. "
Good guy!
Du Weiguo sighed in his heart, not only because Manny was full of charming and colorful hints, but also because of the automatic cruise.
He had obviously only heard of this term in the later millennium. It was only 1967, and electric lights were not even popular in some places. Automatic cruise was too time-travelling.
"Fuck you, Reina, I can't stand it. You little prodigal, what the hell are you doing?"
Natasha had been following Du Weiguo, gave Manny a fierce look, and volunteered:
"Wesley, let me accompany you to Guyana. I can also fly a plane, and we still have manpower there~"
Du Weiguo thought for a moment and shook his head:
"No, Natasha, as long as I arrive, you won't need any more help. You'd better go back to Jakarta as soon as possible. There is a huge power vacuum over there. The quickest will get it, the slowest will not."
Natasha is still unwilling to give in. The bullshit power vacuum is not as beneficial as your golden thigh that reaches the sky.
"Aren't you in need of a pilot? What's your identity? How can you be the deputy? Then I'll help you fly the plane."
Du Weiguo smiled playfully, and just as he was about to speak, Manny sneered:
"Tch, have you lost your mind by being so courteous? This plane is branded MI6, and it has to stop over in Istanbul. Are you sure you want to get on it?"
Who dared to speak so loudly to me, and even dreamed of holding a cigar with me? Natasha's unknown anger suddenly flared up.
She frowned and was about to retort when Du Weiguo held her shoulders.
"Natasha, your status is sensitive. It is really inappropriate to take this plane. Besides, I have always wanted to learn to fly a plane. I usually don't have time, but this time I have a rare opportunity~~"
Sure enough, only the new ones laughed, and no one saw the old ones cry. It seems that I have to find a young and beautiful assistant. Well, Anna is good, with big breasts.
Natasha thought to herself sadly.
For 2 days and 2 nights, Du Weiguo experienced an extremely exciting and exciting airplane driving course. Not only did he learn to fly a plane, but he also became familiar with Manny's abilities.
In the early morning, after a whole night's flight, Du Weiguo piloted the plane alone and landed smoothly at the airport in Shengxinxiu.
Manny is a sensible and non-clingy little fairy, and she parachuted early over Suriname.
The plane stopped, and Du Weiguo had just stepped out of the cockpit. Before he could stand still, Guo Fu fell into his arms like a meteor, and she burst into tears.
"Why did you come back? Do you know how I lived for so long?"
Guo Fu was wrapped around him like an octopus, crying with snot and tears, her voice was extremely plaintive.
Du Weiguo hugged her softly, rubbed her head lovingly, and said in a helpless tone:
"You are a grown up girl, why are you still acting like a child?"
"Who told you to leave me alone and ignore me~woo~"
Du Weiguo's tone was helpless: "Why don't I care about you? That's not what I am doing~"
Guo Fu, who was crying bitterly, suddenly sniffed, stiffened, frowned and asked:
"What do you smell like? Is there a woman on the plane?"
What could it taste like? Du Weiguo's grandson hung out with Manny on the plane for two days and two nights, so he was naturally full of her scent.
Du Weiguo's heart tightened, but his face calmly scolded: "Nonsense, how can there be a woman?"
Guo Fu didn't believe it at all, and her face was full of doubts: "Did you fly here by yourself?"
Du Weiguo's face is thicker than the city wall:
"Nonsense, I was working hard on the ink pad. When I heard that something happened to you, I rushed here day and night. The smell of perfume on my body was to confuse the military dogs. I didn't even have time to wash it off."
"real?
"Nonsense! The wings are hard, aren't they? You dare to question me."
"Ouch, it hurts! Hit me as soon as we meet~"
Du Weiguo raised his hand and gave her a violent shudder. Although Guo Fu was doubtful, she was temporarily frightened by him and stopped pestering him.
Su Li, who was watching coldly, couldn't help curling his lips, confusing the military dog? Damn it, are you going to a grave to burn papyrus to fool a ghost?
My stupid apprentice is hopeless. Even if he sells me, I will still have to help count the money with a smile.
At this moment, Du Weiguo had already pulled Guo Fu off his body and walked quickly to Su Li:
"Brother Su Li, how are you? Are you used to staying in America?"
The only ones who came to pick him up today were Su Lihen and Guo Fu. Hanwen and the others were guarding the free trade zone and the hospital to guard against a second sneak attack by the enemy. .
Su Li rolled his eyes and complained angrily:
"What a fart! It's such a shitty place, it's so humid and hot, and I'm so frightened all the time."
Du Weiguo's face turned cold and his tone became cold:
"Damn, I thought that killing Su Atuo would knock down the mountain and shake off the tigers, and we would be able to calm down for a few days, but I didn't expect that he would be so brave that he is not afraid of death.
By the way, didn't Hanwen and the others catch him alive in the woods? Brother Su Li, have you found any clues? "
Su Litong, who was born with the prefix Su Litong, is quite authoritative in the field of torture and interrogation. When he heard this, he stopped joking and frowned:
"Things are a little weird. The sniper we captured is a retired British air service regiment, and the one who cooperated with him in the ambush was the Moorish Jihad in Mauritania."
Du Weiguo frowned, thinking to himself that these were two completely unrelated organizations, and there must be someone behind the scenes deliberately trying to confuse the public.
Su Li didn't wait for him to ask questions and continued:
“They are all hired by others. Not only do they provide the most top-notch weapons, but the price is too high to refuse.
As for the employer, we don't know. There were several brokers in the process. This guy was very cunning and cautious, and he did everything right. "(End of chapter)
