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Locke landed the delta wing near Hubble Farm. Yes, that’s right, it was near Hubble Farm.

Because the Blackwater mercenaries hired by the Daley family were resting in the forest opposite Tasker Lake, and they were obviously preparing to take action until late at night.

Locke retracted the support rod of the delta wing, and the delta wing was instantly stored in the space. The whole person immediately entered the forest and then moved towards the place where the mercenaries were stationed.

In an open space in the forest near Fraser Park, four Chevrolet Suburbans were parked in the forest on the side of the road with the engines turned off.

Except for setting up two secret sentries on the outer road, everyone else put on their own equipment and rested on the ground in groups of three or two.

Some were chatting, some were maintaining their guns in the dark, some were listening to music, some were resting with their eyes closed, and some were eating energy bars…

The atmosphere was very relaxed. It was indeed a pleasant thing for them to take a job in their home country during this vacation, and it was a sky-high price.

For this order, each of them can get at least 100,000 US dollars!

There were two people sitting in the back seat of a Saab class, a middle-aged white man with a gun scar on his right face, and a bald black man who was younger than the white man.

Both of them exuded a cold and stern aura, and they were brave warriors who had experienced many battles.

The scarred middle-aged white man was holding a tablet in his hand, which was showing a real-time picture of Horton Farm.

The bald black man was also holding a tablet in his hand, but it was showing a tactical topographic map, which was also a map of Horton Farm.

The scarred middle-aged white man stared at the picture on the tablet with a cold expression, and said to the drone pilot in the co-pilot seat: “Zoom in the lower right corner…”

“Yes, Sir!”

The drone pilot immediately adjusted the focus of the drone camera.

Soon the image on the tablet in the hand of the scarred middle-aged white man was enlarged. He showed the tablet to the black man next to him, “There is an ambush point here. Humph, the tactics of the Marine Corps have not improved at all in all these years…” The bald black man immediately marked it on the topographic map, “According to the information provided by the Daley family, there are less than 20 Marine veterans stationed on the farm. We should be able to resolve the battle within 15 minutes…” He pointed to a point on the topographic map and said, “This is the Lebec Livestock Police Station. The livestock police will arrive in half an hour at the earliest. There will be no more than 5 police on duty at night. They can’t pose any threat to us at all…” The scarred middle-aged white man said in a deep voice: ” I don’t want to have a conflict with the local police unless it’s absolutely necessary. If the cop dies, it will be very troublesome!” He showed a contemptuous smile on his face, “Of course, more importantly, no one pays!” After the black bald man made an attack plan, he put away the tablet and glanced at the Leimeno tactical watch on his wrist, “We are 8 kilometers away from the farm in a straight line, and it only takes half an hour to drive. I suggest taking action at 2 o’clock…” “OK, your plan has always been perfect, not to mention this kind of small scene…” The scarred middle-aged white man moved his neck, pushed the door and got out of the car, and smiled at the team members scattered around the vehicle: “Guys, cherish your last three hours in this world!” “Fuck you, boss…” “me too…” “me three…” “…” In the darkness, more than a dozen middle fingers were immediately raised, and curses with laughter continued. But it can be seen that this should be their inherent joke before each action! In the darkness twenty meters away, Locke also overflowed with a smile at the corner of his mouth. The mentality of this group of mercenaries is really good! As expected of the Army’s first special forces Delta, the elite of Blackwater, it seems that he can only be a bystander tonight.

Locke has learned that Ronald Horton’s service unit is the Marine Corps’ First Marine Division, which is affiliated with the Pacific Fleet and stationed at Camp Pendleton in California. Its main activities are in the Pacific region and the Middle East.

The Marine Corps has always been the fourth-class military branch of the US military, with a lower status than the Army.

No matter how you look at it, Delta has a big chance of winning!

…

Three hours later, four Chevrolet Suburbans drove into Fraser Highway again, and soon drove into Highway 5, speeding towards the direction of Besquefield.

At this moment, the entire Lebec fell into a deep sleep. Except for facilities such as gas stations and fire stations, the surroundings were dark.

Locke once again flew in the sky on a delta wing, following the Suburban towards Horton’s farm.

Through tonight’s actions, he found that the unpowered delta wing still has certain limitations.

Maybe next time, I should get a delta wing with a power device. The only thing I need to consider is the noise.

Three kilometers away from Holden Farm, the Chevrolet Suburban suddenlyAfter a pause, Locke could only fly over their heads and head towards Horton Farm first.

He looked back and found that someone in the first Saab class took out a device from the trunk and fixed it on the front of the car. It seemed to be a jamming device.

Locke controlled the delta wing and found a landing point outside Horton Farm through the perspective of the bald eagle. Once he landed, he put the delta wing into the space again, put on a ghillie suit, and then found a sniper point, holding his M110A1 sniper rifle and waiting for the mercenaries to enter.

His only goal tonight was to ensure that Ronald Horton died in this conflict.

If the mercenaries hired by the Daley family couldn’t handle it, he could only make up for it.