The strongest soldier

Totoye Street is located in the central area of ​​the city. It is a straight street with some drought-resistant trees planted on both sides. The two-lane street is full of pedestrians and cars. The cars walk very slowly among the pedestrians, and their horns are honking loudly. But pedestrians seemed not to hear and went their own way. Both sides of the street were lined with various stalls. The stall owners shouted loudly about the breakfast business and looked at pedestrians from time to time, eager for someone to stop and buy.

How can poor people be willing to spend money randomly? Most pedestrians passed by in a hurry. Some children looked greedily at the stalls selling various candies, but they were still held by adults and left in a hurry. Facing the difficult life, everyone put survival first, and no one dared Talk about enjoyment beyond survival.

At a crossroads, a vendor set up a fruit stall and shouted loudly. Fruits are everywhere in this country. They are the least valuable and almost no one buys them. However, there are a few men in robes eating watermelons at the stall. These few At first glance, the man was dressed like a local, and there was nothing unusual about him.

One of them gnawed off half of the watermelon in two or two mouths, threw the rind into the frame next to him, looked at the end of the road calmly, then quietly turned his hand to look at his watch, then covered the watch with his clothes, and said in a low voice : "Captain, it's almost time, why haven't you come yet?"

"What's the rush?" The man next to him who was accustomed to eating with his head down said quietly in a low voice.

The man from before smiled coquettishly and said no more. He picked up the other half and continued to eat happily. Just after taking a few bites, suddenly the stall owner calmly handed over two small cantaloupes to the person who was eating the watermelon. He put down the watermelon and took the fist-sized cantaloupe, but instead of eating it, he pretended to look at the street casually.

At this time, the stall owner came around from the opposite side, pretended to clean up the melon rinds and whispered: "The brother in charge of surveillance in front sent a message, the target is here, there are twenty-three cars in total."

"Tell the brothers to prepare. Come up and blow it up first." The man called the captain said in a low voice.

"Understood." The stall owner said calmly, threw the melon rind into the frame, and hung a red plastic bag on a small wooden stick erected by the stall. This was a signal to prepare for an attack.

It turned out that this was a special operations team responsible for ambush at the street entrance. The stall owner was faked by a local agent, and other agents were also mixed in with the surrounding crowd on standby. Everyone knew what to do when they saw the red clinker belt, and they remained calm. Come closer, some are dressed as passers-by, some are dressed as beggars, some are dressed as businessmen, and so on.

These people didn't say anything after they gathered around. They calmly took a fist-sized cantaloupe from the stall owner's hand. It was specially made. Three buttons had been placed inside by the special operations team to blow it up. All they had to do was throw it out. Anything it hits will explode, and three buttons can blow up a car.

After everyone got the cantaloupe, they dispersed calmly and waited for the target. The captain pretended to look casually towards the street and noticed a commotion in front of him. He couldn't help but get up and take a look. Many pedestrians on the street in front of him were trying to avoid it, and a convoy was arrogant. They rushed over, led by a Hummer. The Hummer was equipped with a machine gun. The muzzle exuded cold murderous intent. It looked like the god of death, terrifying, ruthless, and full of intimidation.

The motorcade was getting closer and closer, and more pedestrians left the street early and hid in the rooms on both sides of the road, as if they were avoiding wild beasts. The captain snorted coldly when he saw this scene. When the motorcade was about to arrive, he sat down and took a call. With the gesture, many big men wearing local robes quickly approached.

These people surrounded the captain. The captain took out an automatic rifle from under the stall and handed it to the people who came up. These people quickly hid their weapons in their robes. Pedestrians around were busy avoiding the convoy, huddled together, and were confused. As a couple, no one noticed this scene.

Soon, there were no pedestrians on the surrounding streets, and even the vehicles were gone. The roads were empty. A convoy came over with murderous intent. The people in the car waved their weapons arrogantly and screamed strangely, as if they were in the car. Demonstration is a declaration of one's power.

Seeing the convoy approaching, the captain signaled the brothers around him to spread out, hid the automatic rifle in his robe and stood up. The robe covered it from the neck to the feet. Hiding a gun was easy. The captain stared coldly at these people. In one scene, when the convoy arrived, his eyes widened and he threw a cantaloupe over without hesitation.

The cantaloupe drew a beautiful parabola in the air and landed accurately on the first car in the convoy. When the people in the car saw the cantaloupe thrown at them, they thought it was a passionate young man in the crowd who was dissatisfied with them, and quickly raised their guns and aimed at it. , so scared that pedestrians on the roadside squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands, not daring to move.

Just when these people were about to shoot in retaliation, there was a loud bang, and the cantaloupe that landed on the ground exploded, blowing the Humvee away on the spot. A red light shot into the sky, and the explosion scared everyone around them and screamed. , fled away, and more people rushed into the nearby shops to take shelter.

The sound of the explosion was an order. More brothers threw the melons at other vehicles. Even the agents hidden in the crowd threw the melons out one after another. The murderous intent exploded instantly, and the air seemed to freeze.

"Boom, boom, boom--" Each melon exploded instantly, releasing streaks of red light. The explosion shock wave sent the vehicle flying directly into the air, rolling down and falling. A button blown off is equivalent to a high-definition bullet. The power of explosive grenades is that three button bombs are equivalent to three high-explosive grenades exploding at the same time. The terrifying shock wave is definitely not as simple as superposition, but multiplication. Some old vehicles were directly blown to pieces.

"Boom, boom, boom -" Another round of cantaloupe was thrown over, and explosions came one after another. The armed personnel in the car were suddenly attacked. They were blown into the air before they had time to resist, and many were killed by the shock wave. He fell to the ground with only half a life left, so there was no way he could resist.

Twenty-three vehicles were all blown up by the well-prepared ambush troops in the blink of an eye. After the sneak attack was successful, everyone showed off their weapons without hesitation and opened fire violently at the enemies who were still struggling on the ground. No one was spared. A small team of twenty elite soldiers, the National Security Bureau sent ten people to assist, thirty people to deal with twenty-three vehicles, each person only needs to be responsible for one, and there are also people who are responsible for shooting those who escape. These are early It was planned.

Everything unfolded according to plan. The armed men who came over with murderous intent had no idea that someone would dare to ambush them halfway, and the firepower was so fierce. Those who were lucky enough to survive hiding in the car immediately sent a distress signal to their lair, and usually opened fire to fight back, but very quickly. Soon to be hunted with precision.

The battle ended quickly. When the captain saw that everyone had been shot dead, he made a gesture and the ambush troops quickly dispersed, rushed into the crowd, and quickly left the scene under the leadership of the agents.