All gods, the lord who started with the bright sword

Chapter 59, Encountered an ambush, escaped skillfully [For first order]

The sniper lying on the roof of the warehouse was extremely surprised how he was discovered.

But before getting the order, the sniper didn't move a bit, still aiming at the opponent with the gun in his hand.

"Mom, don't be shameless."

Chen Hao opened his coat and showed it, more than 20 grenades hanging on it, and two bundles of TNT explosives on his waist.

The weight of these explosives is enough to detonate the ammunition next to it, and then blow up the entire warehouse to the sky.

Once he started, no one here would survive.

The other party was afraid that he would be blackmailed, and Chen Hao was also afraid that the other party would have thoughts that he shouldn't have.

A business that is not visible in itself is not protected by the law, so there is no restriction.

The only thing to rely on is the reputation of both parties.

However, the two parties have not cooperated before, and the basis of trust is zero.

Then they had no choice but to show their own strength and let the other party know the price to be paid for destroying cooperation.

The blond Caucasian guy waved his hand, making the snipers on the roof put away their guns,
He showed a smiling face and explained to Chen Hao: "Mr. Violent Wolf, please don't misunderstand, we are also taking precautions before they happen. Now I will let someone load the car for you."

He yelled, and three young men came out from a hidden corner in the warehouse.

Everyone had a clear division of labor, and after a while, they loaded the weapons and ammunition onto the white cargo truck.

Afterwards, the blond Caucasian guy got into the car, accompanied Chen Hao to drive the car out of the warehouse, and witnessed him confirming the receipt of the goods on the darknet platform.

At this point, the money and the goods are settled, and the arms transaction is considered complete.

Chen Hao drove away from the desolate storage area, took off the wolf head mask covering his face, and let out a sigh of relief.

This kind of business is really not something a layman can do.

Chen Hao can bet 1 million if he doesn't pick up the goods with explosives today and expose the existence of the opponent's sniper.

The moment he confirmed receipt was the moment he saw his brain.

Those who do this kind of business earn bloody money, and killing people for profit is commonplace.

Wasn't Chen Hao also moved by the vulture's reward?

If given the right opportunity, he wouldn't mind killing the opponent for the 5 million euros.

After driving for a while, Chen Hao stopped the car on the side of the road.

The eye sockets of the skull ring on his hand kept flashing blue light. In the cargo box of the car, the green wooden box full of ammunition disappeared out of thin air, and then reappeared.

If you open it and look at it, you will find that the weapons inside are gone, leaving only an empty wooden box.

Chen Hao sighed secretly: "If it weren't for the fact that doing so was too bizarre and easily aroused suspicion, I could have taken out all the weapons in front of those people just now."

But if that is the case, there will definitely be conflicts.

If it was a time when there was no money and bare feet, Chen Hao didn't mind doing that.

But now, he has money and resources, and he is a decent person who wears shoes.There's no need to take huge risks and eat so ugly.

"If you can use the means of a businessman to obtain resources, don't use the means of robbers."

Chen Hao secretly warned himself, restarted the car and drove back and forth.

The blond-haired Caucasian guy who finished the transaction drove away from the storage area, and took out an infrequently used Noyaki mobile phone to make a call:

"The target was driving a white van with a lot of ammunition in it. Be careful, he may have a bomb strapped to him."

After two sentences, he hung up.

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on the highway. The FBI had already set up Luca, waiting for their target to crash in.

Waiting without knowing the end point is always tormenting.

Some team members lit up cigarettes and began to puff and smoke to pass the time.

Some team members leaned on the car, looked up at the blue sky, and thought that after the task was completed, they must find two girls in the local area to have fun.

The upright Jack is focused on his work. He keeps his eyes on the end of the road, ready to drive after the target at any time.

Paul received a call from the intelligence department, he clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention, and warned the team members:

"The latest information shows that the target is driving a white van with explosives on him.

Don't get close to the other side, if he doesn't surrender, don't hesitate to kill this damn arms dealer immediately. "

As soon as the heavy information was thrown out, the members of the team seemed to be electrified, all of them were full of energy, and they were no longer as loose as before.

They checked it carefully, because the submachine gun applied for this mission was guaranteed to be picked up at any time, and the safety was opened to shoot.

According to the intelligence, the other party pulled [-] rockets, which was not enough to make them so nervous.

But the explosives you carry with you are different. Once detonated, it will be fatal.

In case of martyrdom, the explosives of [-] rockets can easily destroy the road, maybe they have to explain it here.

Suddenly, a senior agent suggested:

"Sir, I apply to build a tire belt 100 meters ahead to ensure our safety."

On the road 15 meters ahead of them, a broken tire belt was arranged with a broken tire artifact.

If the approaching vehicle tries to punch the card in delusion, the tire will be punctured by the tire artifact and forced to stop.

But now knowing the danger of the other party, it is obviously not safe enough to follow the original plan.

The proposal of the senior agent was unanimously approved by others, and several colleagues echoed it.

"Supervisor, the credit for doing a good job belongs to the superior, but our fate is our own. The monthly salary is not even 10,000 yuan, what are we desperate for!"

The words are ugly, but they are the truth, and they speak to the hearts of everyone.

Capitalist society uses money to do things, how much money is used to do as many things, they don't have such noble sentiments.

Anyone who dares to talk to them about the spirit of dedication can drown the other party with saliva, so go ahead!

Seeing the turbulent public opinion, Paul naturally followed suit and said to Jack, "Take two people and move the tire belt forward 100 meters."

Jack disapproves of his colleagues' fear of death, but he still obeys his boss's orders.

He took two of his men to put away the broken tire artifact, loaded it into the car and drove forward for a while, busy rearranging it.

Jack secretly complained in his heart: These guys don't do serious things every day, and they are there for eating, drinking and having fun. What a waste of taxpayers' money.

Don't those who buy arms fear death?
If you are caught and there is no death penalty, at most you will go to prison and be sentenced to life imprisonment.

It is better to die than to live.

Unless the person is crazy, who will detonate the bomb and die with the person?
Suddenly, one of his subordinates pointed to the end of the road, and the speeding car shouted: "Sir, the white truck should be a damned arms dealer."

This section of the road is relatively remote, and they only encountered a few vehicles after setting up a checkpoint for a long time. The probability of encountering two white vans at the same time is very small.

"It should be this car, loaded and ready to fight."

Jack gave the order and quickly pulled out the megaphone from the car: "Listen to the car in front, we are doing a routine inspection, please stop immediately for inspection."

"Hey, listen to the car in front..."

He repeated it twice.

The white van got closer, and a trace of doubt flashed in Jack's eyes. He felt that this car looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

Eating hot pot and singing, suddenly he was robbed by the gangsters... and he was on the stage.

Chen Hao drove back in the car, and saw the checkpoint set by the FBI from a distance, feeling very depressed.

"Damn it, these grandsons don't match up with the master! It's only been a few days, and I met them for inspection again."

Although the ammunition in the car had already been put into the portable space by him, there were only a bunch of empty boxes left.

Even if the other party caught him, he had no evidence and could not testify against him.

"No!" Chen Hao suddenly thought, others don't know that he has this ability.

If the car was full of ammunition and was caught, at least ten years in prison.If we dig out his past affairs, he will be sentenced to hundreds of years.

Chen Hao realized that someone wanted to trick him, and the information should have been leaked from Vulture.

In other words, the person who traded arms with him just now may stand up and correct him.

Even if there is no ammunition in the car, the FBI can kill him with this, and prison seems inevitable.

Various thoughts flashed through his mind quickly.

"Damn it, I must not be caught!"

Even though Chen Haodang had made a decision, he took off the TNT explosives tied around his waist and put it on the co-pilot, and stepped on the accelerator hard.

Not only did the white truck not slow down, but it went even faster.

Several tons of vehicles rushed towards them at a speed of [-] kilometers per hour. The two agents under Jack panicked and retreated to avoid them.

"Fake!"

Jack cursed angrily.

He picked up the submachine gun and fired at the tires of the white truck, trying to blow the tires and force the opponent to stop.

Da da da, da da da, a whole magazine was fired.

After all, the tires of the container trucks belonging to civilian vehicles are not explosion-proof. After being shot by bullets, there were two bangs, and the tires burst.

However, the inertia generated by the acceleration of the car drove the body forward continuously, and stopped after passing through the tire belt.

The car did not hit directly.

Jack breathed a sigh of relief, thankful for his decisiveness.

If he really had to wait for the other party to hit the tire belt, he would have been knocked into the air by now.

Jack quickly replaced the magazine, aimed his gun at the cab, and shouted hoarsely: "You are surrounded, put down your weapon, and put your hand where I can see it."

The two agents who took a dozen steps back couldn't help admiring their boss's bravery, but also felt ashamed of their own cowardice.

They quickly raised their submachine guns and surrounded him from both sides to help their boss arrest the crazy arms dealer.

Paul and others in the rear were amazed by the acceleration of the truck and admired by Jack's decisiveness.

"Go, hurry up and support them."

Paul pulled out the pistol from the holster, and rushed forward immediately.

A senior agent who came up behind reminded: "Supervisor, the other party still has explosives in his hand. He acted like a lunatic just now. It's better to be careful."

As soon as these words came out, the footsteps of many agents suddenly slowed down, and some even stopped directly.

Rushed to the front, hundreds of catties of TNT explosives exploded, and their families could receive pensions.

Paul also reacted at this time, stopped quickly, and shouted loudly to remind Jack: "Be careful, the other party has explosives in his hand."

"what?"

Jack turned his head and saw that the support had stopped, and many people even retreated secretly.

The whole person is a little confused.

Explosives, that arms dealer is going to die, do you want to be smashed to pieces?

at the same time.

Chen Hao, who put on the mask again, looked at the faces of acquaintances not far away, with an excited smile on his face.

Where do we not meet in life?
"Damn it, the last time you pointed a gun at me, I swore to find a chance to kill you! I even sent it to my door."

"Amitabha, God bless." Chen Hao prayed silently, pulling the fuse of the TNT explosive.

Two kilograms of TNT is enough for this grandson to drink a pot.

A blue light flashed, and the person in the driver's seat disappeared.

"Oh, my God!" The two agents cried out in surprise after witnessing the bizarre scene.

Jack just turned his head to look back and found that the person was gone: "Where is the person?"

He had just asked, and hadn't gotten an answer yet.

The flames from the explosion filled his entire vision.

Boom, the violent roar shook his whole brain.

The sound and light effects produced by the explosion were received by Jack almost at the same time.

He reacted subconsciously and fell backwards on his back.

Two kilograms of TNT explosives tore the cab of the cargo box into pieces, and the resulting metal fragments became deadly, flying in all directions in a 360-degree manner with no dead ends.

The agents who were standing still in the distance reacted extremely quickly and lay down on the ground, avoiding the explosion they imagined.

The crackling and smashing debris convinced them that what they had done was not wrong.

The explosion is over.

Soon, the agents were all on their feet.

In the distance, the front of the white cargo truck lost its original shape. The front end of the cargo box was blown apart, and the green ammunition boxes were scattered all over the place.

The three of Jack closest to the car fell to the ground and died.

Suddenly someone said: "Did it not cause a martyrdom explosion? This is not as powerful as the explosion of several hundred catties of TNT explosives."

Paul replied: "Definitely not, otherwise Jack and the others should have no bones left at this time."

He had seen the power of that kind of explosion before. If it really caused a martyrdom explosion, it would be difficult for them to stand here and talk at this moment.

Paul himself didn't dare to go forward, and pointed to one of his subordinates: "Go and see how Jack and the others are doing."

The agents who were unfortunately selected were as pale as their dead parents, and their legs were already shaking.

Paul urged him repeatedly, but he couldn't have the courage to step forward to check.

After checking his breath, the unlucky guy said pleasantly: "Oh my god, God bless, Jack is not dead!"

Fortunately, Jack was seriously injured and passed out.

Two of his agents were not so lucky. They were hit fatally by metal fragments and were already out of breath.

Paul hurriedly asked someone to take Jack to the hospital, and they stayed and continued to carefully observe the scene.

Paul really couldn't figure it out. Could it be that the arms dealer who smuggled weapons was a brainwashed terrorist?

Actually detonated the bomb directly and died together.

But soon something even more surprising happened to him. After searching, his subordinates told him.

The ammunition boxes were all empty, no weapons and ammunition, no so-called [-] rockets.

Even, they didn't find the guy who detonated the bomb, the corpse or flesh and blood tissue left behind.

It was as if the person had evaporated out of thin air.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Paul flatly denied.

The former can also be explained by errors in intelligence, how to explain the latter?
Could it be that what they stopped was a ghost car, and then the ghost detonated the TNT explosives?
Two team members have been sacrificed, and one was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment.

With such an answer to his superiors, Paul can be sure that he will be transferred to Africa to deal with the savages.

No, absolutely not.

Paul scolded angrily: "Search carefully for me, and call the people from the forensic department, if you want to see people, you want to see dead bodies!"

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