In one of the houses at the foot of Mount Belang, more than thirty people were squatting in a corner, trembling. In front of them, a few people were pointing guns at them.
The room was full of people.
Most of them had ugly expressions.
The more intense the battle outside was, the uglier their expressions became.
Compared to the mercenaries, the ones they found were incomparable.
Moreover, the firepower of the other party was actually stronger than the more than 100 AKs on their side.
"Boss, let's run!"
A scar-faced man said. He held a pistol in his hand and pointed it at the head of a man from the Dragon Country.
"As long as we kill them all and destroy the evidence, no one can do anything to us.”
"F * ck, what's in your head? Is it sh * t?”
The boss was instantly furious, and his saliva flew far away.
"They're mercenaries. Mercenaries know that. Why would they care about this? They only want our lives!”
"Mercenaries work for money. Why don't we give them money and let them leave this place?”
Another person asked.
But just as he finished speaking, the gunshots outside stopped abruptly.
Outside, Zhou Jin and the others carried their guns and slowly walked over to the corpses of the militants. After a simple inspection and confirming that there were no problems, they left Da Niu and King Yama to guard them. The others rushed in the direction of Mount Belam.
Zhou Jin took out two grenades from his waist, pulled out the safety pin, and threw them casually on an open space.
" Boom! Boom!" Two explosions rang out far away.
"Everyone inside, listen up. Come out obediently. I'll only give you one minute. After one minute, I'll use the rocket to completely destroy this place.”
Soap carried M202 from behind and aimed at the house with the most people.
Zhou Jin glanced at his watch and then walked around twice.
He saw a lot of old computers and pigs-pen-like living quarters in the houses.
Furthermore, Zhou Jin could smell the faint scent of blood.
"20 seconds left."
"Ten seconds left."
Zhou Jin kept counting the seconds, his voice was like a death charm. Beside him, Soap was already half-squatting on the ground, and the m202 on his shoulder was already aimed at the room.
“5，4，3…”
"Creak."
The door opened.
A yellow-faced and emaciated young man from the Dragon Country walked out of the house. A Northern Territory man hid behind him and aimed his gun at the young man.
"Why do you have to make things difficult for us?”
The man asked in Mandarin.
Zhou Jin frowned, his right hand quickly pulled out the pistol on his leg. Then, under the shocked gazes of Thunder God and the others, he aimed at the person hiding behind the young man and fired.
Before the man could finish his sentence, he felt a sharp pain in his left finger. He looked down and found that his finger had been broken by a bullet.
Zhou Jin raised his gun slightly and fired another shot.
The man's head, which had been exposed due to the intense pain, was directly pierced by a bullet and he fell to the ground face-up.
"You're already an adult, yet you still want to play such childish tricks. In the last five seconds, prepare the rocket launcher.”
"Yes."
Soap nodded and placed his finger on the trigger, counting in his heart.
However, just as he counted to three, the people in the room walked out one by one with their hands raised.
Zhou Jin narrowed his eyes.
Although Thunder God's expression did not change, his eyes under the goggles were burning with anger.
Some of the people who came out had ugly expressions on their faces. They did not look like healthy people, and their exposed arms were covered in dense wounds.
Zhou Jin took off his tactical helmet, goggles, gloves, and bulletproof vest, and threw the gun in his hand to the soap beside him.
"Surprised, right?"
Zhou Jin chuckled.
"It is very unexpected."
Opposite him, a middle-aged man in his forties narrowed his eyes and said. He put down his raised hand.
"I didn't expect it to be you, that Sniper Zhou.”
"I'm also very surprised. Last time in the Equator Country, I let you survive. I didn't expect to meet you again today.”
Zhou Jin twisted his wrist.
He recognized this middle-aged man. His name seemed to be Miao Wei.
Zhou Jin had met him once in the Equator Country a month after he transmigrated to this world.
The two of them belonged to two teams, and the two teams were enemies.
At that time, Zhou Jin was almost ambushed by Miao Wei, and Mag discovered it in time. He led his men to chase Miao Wei and the others away.
"You seem to be the only seedling of your team, right? Are you being a dog here? Not bad, not bad. This job suits you very well, Miao Wei.”
Miao Wei's face darkened when he heard Zhou Jin's words.
Zhou Jin laughed coldly and looked at the person beside Miao Wei.
"Since Miao Wei is here, then I don't have to bother guessing. You're the boss behind the scenes, right?”
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