The Uproar That The Little Mercenary Causing
Wang Luo looked at Lu Jingshan strangely and said casually," That's simple. Isn't that common sense?”
"The speed of sound is 340 meters per second, while the speed of light is 300,000 kilometers per second. Using the difference in speed between the two, isn't it easy to calculate the number of seconds in advance?”
Indeed, in theory, one could use the time difference between light and the speed of sound to predict the arrival of thunder.
However, it was easy to say, but it was a little difficult to do.
In less than a second, he had to get up, aim, aim, and pull the trigger.
Moreover, it had to be a headshot with precision. This was somewhat unbelievable!
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If Lu Jingshan had doubted Wang Luo's ability before, she had truly experienced it this time.
Not only that stunning shot, but also Wang Luo's actions throughout the night.
He calmly entered the Red Turban Army's base, took advantage of the situation, and left calmly.
This kind of courage and ability was not something that ordinary people could do.
Lu Jingshan couldn't believe that something that could only happen in movies was actually happening right next to her.
And the main character of the movie was this ordinary-looking young man in front of her!
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"Where are we going?"
Leng Feng asked.
He was already somewhat immune to Wang Luo's " routine operation."
He felt that even if Wang Luo became a superman in seconds, his heart would not be affected too much.
Some things become natural once you get used to them.
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Wang Luo looked out of the window. The rain had begun to weaken. He looked at the sky in the distance that was already a little bright and said indifferently,
"I'll go get my Hummer first, then change to the next stop, Hanbang Steel Plant.”
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Twenty minutes after Wang Luo and the others left, a violent explosion resounded throughout the entire Red Turban Army base!
The C4 bomb that was installed in the warehouse had been detonated!
It wasn't time for the drill yet, but the Red Turban Army's black-skinned men heard a sudden clap of thunder in their sleep, almost scaring them out of bed!
General Odo suddenly woke up and scrambled out of bed.
He had thought that Masori's military had attacked, and he had immediately sounded the alarm before he could even put on his clothes!
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"
"Where's my gun? Where's my clip?"
"Who took my boots! F * ck!"
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The entire base was in a mess. A group of black men ran around in the rain like rats. They started to set up fortifications in their pants.
This base was the Red Turban Army's central secret. Once it was destroyed, the entire warlord force would collapse!
Therefore, he couldn't be negligent!
More than ten orders were quickly issued from the command deck. The nearby infantry brigades received the order and were dispatched back.
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Such a large-scale military mobilization quickly attracted the attention of Masori's military.
Mobilizing three or four infantry brigades at once, this force had already reached the level of a local battle.
This immediately made the military tense up. They mobilized a tank armored division from the surrounding area overnight to set up a line of defense in the battle area and closely monitor the Red Turban Army's every move!
The current situation was that the Red Turban Army thought that it was an air raid by the military and rushed over to defend the command base.
Masori's military thought that the Red Turban Army was about to engage in a decisive battle and quickly began to set up defenses.
No one had expected that just because of this explosion, the entire situation in Masori would instantly become tense!
At the front line of the crossfire zone, both sides had already drawn up their stances.
The entire Masoli instantly turned into a huge powder keg that could explode on the spot at any time!
However, the decision-makers of both sides would never have thought that the initiator of all this was actually a small mercenary!
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Of course, Wang Luo was unaware of all of this.
He did not expect such a wonderful chemical reaction to occur.
He could only blame himself for overestimating General Odo and his men's military accomplishments. They did not even survey the area before mobilizing the troops.
The black guys were indeed the wisest race.
However, there were benefits to this. At least, no one cared about the dead sentries and the lost tank!
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About two hours later, his father rushed back with his men. When he saw the Red Turban Army base in full alert, he was also confused.
When he arrived in front of the factory that was already in ruins, his heart was bleeding!
After twenty years of hard work, he had returned to his former glory!
All the money he had saved up over the years was gone all of a sudden!
At this moment, his father felt his blood rush up and the world spin in front of him. He almost fainted. Fortunately, Big Bear was supporting him from behind. Otherwise, he would have collapsed on the spot.
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"General Odo wants you to assist in the defense. The next wave of air strikes may arrive at any time!”
At this moment, a herald ran over and issued a " battle order " to his father.
When he heard the word " airstrike," his father was speechless.
Masori's military did not have an air force at all! Where did the air strike come from?
"This idiot, what air strike! You don't even know that someone sneaked into the base and blew up my arsenal! I_#$$"
His father scolded the herald. It was only because he was powerless now. Otherwise, he would have taken out his gun and killed this black guy to vent the hatred in his heart!
Then, his father shouted at Athena and Da Xiong," Call everyone and ask that idiot Odo for soldiers and tanks. Even if we have to flatten the Han Bang Steel Plant, we have to find that damn Chinese mercenary!!”
"Understood!"
"Understood!"
Athena and Da Xiong were also holding their breaths. No matter what, they had to get rid of this guy who only knew how to play tricks behind the scenes!
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