The strongest mercenary across the line of fire

At about eleven o'clock at night, two helicopters flew from the southwest, and Alexandra brought ready heavy weapons.

These weapons include armor-piercing shells, ground-to-ground shoulder-fired Stinger missiles, and various blasting devices, as well as two airborne cannons that were directly removed from the armed helicopter, and high-temperature laser equipment that destroys steel.

After rounding with Angel and his party, these people transported weapons and ammunition from the ruined queen's coffin into the corridor, and made a breakthrough inward.

"With these things, do we still need to be afraid of those monsters?" With a smile on his face, Storm carrying the Stinger missile caressed fondly.

"It's best not to be careless." Alexandra reminded: "No matter how good the equipment is, it is controlled by people. If the people are gone, these things are just a pile of scrap iron."

Alexandra's words not only reminded the storm, but also reminded others, letting them know that what they are in is not an ordinary battlefield, but a battlefield full of unknown fears and dangers.The biggest difficulty in this kind of battlefield is that there are too many unknown factors. You don't know when danger will appear, and you don't know where accidents will occur. In short, you are the biggest guarantee for everything.

Walking to the steel gate, a group of people began to use high-temperature laser equipment to melt and cut the gate, gradually cutting the half-meter-thick steel gate into a space that normal people can pass through.

Walking into the arena, Storm directly picked up the Stinger missile and pointed it at the glass above the arena, ready to hit it hard.After bombing with missiles, attack with armor-piercing shells to completely smash the glass.

There is no glass that can withstand an attack of this intensity. No matter how good the performance of glass is, it is still glass after all.

"Captain, are you sure there is no problem?" Storm licked his lips and asked Angel.

Although he enjoyed the attack with the Stinger missile, the landslide in that laboratory left a shadow on him, worrying whether the missile blasting past would cause the same thing again.

"The supporting point is not on the glass, no problem." Angel must have no problem.

Missile bombing in space is different from bomb blasting. The blasting needs to be fixed based on a fulcrum, and such a fulcrum is usually closely connected to the ground, and the vibration generated by the explosion will be directly transmitted to the ground to resonate.

"Then let's start!" There was an excited light in Storm's eyes, and his legs were separated one after the other and bowed slightly, ready to shoot the Stinger missile.

At this moment, the lights of the arena suddenly turned on, and the dazzling light illuminated the venue as if it were daytime.The corpses of those killed zombies lay quietly on the ground, looking like a mass grave.

"This old thing finally came out." A smile appeared on Alexandra's face, and she looked up at the middle-aged man who came out.

But the smile didn't stay on Alexandra's face for long before it disappeared, but was quickly replaced by a brighter one.

A middle-aged man appeared, followed by a little wild cat escorted by two armed soldiers.

The little wild cat was sitting on a chair, its hands and feet were tightly tied to it, a piece of tape was stuck to its mouth, and there were several scars on its chubby face, which was extremely pale.There was no fear or panic in her eyes, just heartbreak.

"Damn it!" Storm cursed fiercely, and put down the shoulder-fired missile launcher in his hand.

"Little wild cat!" Angel narrowed her eyes, swept across the face of the little wild cat and then put it on the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man standing behind the glass was very calm, his mouth showed a gesture representing a smile, and he gently stroked the little wild cat's head with his big hand, looking very fond of it.

"I don't care who you are, if you hurt this girl, I will use all means to kill you." Zhao Zhengrong let out a cold and piercing voice, and said slowly: "Including your family, relatives, friends, neighbors !"

This threat is not simply to kill one, but the cruelest Zhu Jiu clan in Chinese history.No, it should be the Zhushi clan, including neighbors.

"Hahaha..." The middle-aged man let out a piercing laugh, and said with a blank face: "You care about this girl very much? Well, very good, don't worry, I won't kill her, I like her very much, she He likes me too."

"Did you tell her about you?" Angel asked through gritted teeth.

"What did you do?" The middle-aged man shrugged his shoulders, lowered his head and kissed the little wild cat's forehead, stood up straight and said, "I've done everything that needs to be done..."

"Damn it, bastard!" Angie was furious, and took a sniper rifle and shot at the glass where the middle-aged man was.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!..."

The warhead hit the glass cover heavily, but it only left a few white marks in vain, and there was no way to penetrate it.

"Hehehe..." Alexandra suddenly showed a charming smile, took a step forward, looked up at the middle-aged man and said, "Hey, why don't we talk?"

"Talk? No, we have nothing to talk about." The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "I have already let you go once, but you didn't cherish it. To be honest, you are all elites in the mercenary world. It has already caught up with the mercenaries who lacked modern equipment and relied entirely on their bodies as weapons. I don’t want to kill you, but the opportunity has already been given, it’s a pity.”

The middle-aged man had no intention of negotiating at all. Although his words were very plain, his murderous intent could not be more obvious.

"Don't be so absolute, we can always sit down and have a good talk." Alexandra was still smiling, brushed her hair and continued: "There is nothing between us, maybe you have something we can help You can do it, we have some things that you can help us achieve. There is no permanent opposite in this world, as people like us, it is easiest to reach agreement in contradictions."

The middle-aged man seemed a little moved by these words. He dragged his chin with one palm and fell into a moment of thought.

All eyes were fixed on the middle-aged man, waiting for the result of his thinking.

Negotiation requires skill, but negotiating at this level does not require much skill.It's very simple, so simple that I tell my needs, you tell your needs, and then negotiate a price to reach an agreement, so the negotiation will be successful.

"Well, let me think about it." The middle-aged man raised his head, stared at Angel and his party below and said, "I think you are not only concerned about this person, maybe you should find another person. If it is too late, I am afraid……"

The middle-aged man pointed to the passageway for Zhao Ziyang's group to go, and he seemed very magnanimous, so they went to look for Zhao Ziyang.

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." the little wild cat that was sitting quietly on the chair struggled desperately, its eyes were wide open, and it stared at Angel full of pleading.

Her meaning was obvious, she didn't want the following people to find Zhao Ziyang.Because it was very dangerous there, going in was almost a dead end, she knew that the middle-aged people were not willing to negotiate any agreement with them, it was to let them die.

"Hey, baby, what's the matter with you? Be quiet, look, I've done enough." The middle-aged man stroked the little wild cat's head and kissed the little wild cat's cheek.

Whether it was An Qier, Zhao Zhengrong, or anyone else, their expressions were very gloomy at this time.They'd kill this guy if they could.

"Let's go!" An Qier gritted her teeth, and led the people to another animal room passage.

Judging from the current situation, the little wild cat's life will not be in danger, even if it is... But this is much better than death, the most urgent thing is to find a living Zhao Ziyang.