King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer-Chapter 824 - 746: Ambush Me? Are You Qualified?_2

Gang gunmen were hardly on alert. Just as they were about to demand what was going on, two members of Team J suddenly turned and sprinted around to the other side of the truck, followed by two explosions of Broad Sword...

"Boom"

"Boom"

After two muffled explosions, more than half of the twenty or so gang members fell down.

At this time, the side of the truck slowly opened, revealing a six-barreled Minigun used for helicopters, along with the gunner ’Executioner’ from Jazz Team standing there...

The surviving gunmen simply couldn’t react in time, and when the fearsome hail of bullets poured down upon them, it was already too late.

The explosion momentarily stunned the gunmen hiding in the woods. Instinctively wanting to counterattack, when they were swept by the dense gunfire, they had no choice but to beat a clumsy retreat.

And then at this moment, they encountered Team A pressing in from the flank...

It was already very dark, and the gang gunmen didn’t even have proper night-vision goggles...

Joe Ga raised his gun and advanced forward in a tactical stance, pulling the trigger...

"Bang, bang-bang, bang, bang-bang..."

An average of two to three shots would down a gunman!

These utterly baffled gang gunmen, how could they possibly stand a chance against P.B.?

These people still thought they were operating under legal rules; when they lost courage amidst the whizzing bullets, their first choice was actually to cower down with their hands over their heads and surrender.

The reign of the Minigun lasted less than two minutes before it went silent...

’Crow’ led his people in a charge up the embankment, then rendezvoused with all squad members to finish off those gang gunmen lying on the ground, after which they began to assault into the woods.

The two teams, like a terrifying claw, swiftly tightened their grip; when those gang gunmen lying on the ground and surrendering discovered that these people would actually double-tap everyone, by then it was too late to even consider resisting!

Joe Ga watched a few gang gunmen stand up, trying to flee, and with a cold sneer, he swiveled his gun barrel...

"Bang-bang, bang-bang, bang-bang..."

Continuous double shots passed through the sparse woods, rapidly hitting several gunmen in the back.

Meanwhile, Spurs and his team on the flank caught up, finishing each with a shot, then lit up their IR headlamps to prevent friendly fire before spreading out again to conduct a thorough search.

The fight from the explosion of Broad Sword to its end didn’t last more than 5 minutes.

When Estelle, who was traveling with a logistics convoy-like entourage, arrived at the battlefield, the gunfire had already ceased.

Apart from the smell of nitro smoke from explosions lingering in the air, the surroundings were as quiet as a realm of death.

Stepping out of the car and seeing the grassy field not far away, with more than twenty battered corpses lying on it, Estelle felt a wave of dizziness...

She knew that Boss Qiao’s methods were extremely brutal, but she hadn’t imagined it would be to this extent!

Just as Estelle was a bit at a loss, about a dozen black figures slowly walked out from the woods.

The dark night, bloodshed, silence, mercilessness...

A series of these factors combined to create an impact that made Estelle feel a chill rush from her heels to the back of her head, followed by goosebumps all over her body.

Watching Boss Qiao pass by her, Estelle had a bellyful of words she hadn’t yet voiced when they were choked back...

Estelle couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief as she watched Boss Qiao and the others walk away along the edge of the road. Once their figures had disappeared, she relaxed, hurried to a corner away from the puzzled gazes of the P·B soldiers, and picked up her phone to begin communicating with the outside world...

Boss Qiao is about to raise hell, now everyone has to figure out how to prevent things from spiraling out of control.

Thompson in New Jersey ignored Major General Maguire’s roar and shook his head with a wry smile: "Sir, what you need to do now is trust our boss because we’re all in the same boat."

Major General Maguire, suppressing his rage, said: "I don’t see what killing dozens or hundreds of gang members has to do with finding ISIS terrorists?

I fucking know that Hu Lang is up to some outrageous shit, but this is just too damn much.

And now he wants to attack Howard’s estate..."

Upon hearing this, Thompson slightly shook his head and said: "Sir, you have to trust our boss; he never lets his friends down.

We will definitely get results..."

Major General Maguire said, shaking his head: "How could attacking Howard’s estate lead us to trails of the terrorists?"

Thompson smiled and pulled out a document, saying: "As long as our boss thinks it’s possible, then it surely is!"

Major General Maguire snatched the document, looked at it, and saw it was information about several individuals.

Then, he looked at Thompson, realization dawning on him: "This is intelligence you guys had already obtained..."

Thompson spread his hands and said: "This is extra intelligence, not part of the deal, which we intended to give for free during the operation, but now..."

Saying this, Thompson patted Major General Maguire’s arm and with a smile said: "Sir, someone kidnapped our boss’s lover, this is a severe provocation.

You can’t expect our boss to keep his cool under such circumstances!

This is enough for you to deal with those guys who pushed you out as cannon fodder...

Sir, those people don’t care about your life, but if you cooperate with our boss, you might just climb to a higher position."

Major General Maguire’s gaze flickered, then he said solemnly: "I can’t see that I have such an opportunity..."

After listening, Thompson laughed and shook his head: "Sir, there’s a guy named Bannon waiting outside now; he’s Donald Depp’s most important aide.

You can choose to sit here waiting for the outcome, or you can come with me to have a chat with that man.

You might find that a ’different future’ is not so much a fantasy."

Then, looking at his watch, Thompson said: "Sir, my time is very tight, you need to make a decision quickly...

Tomorrow is going to be thrilling, but after this chance passes, your value is going to diminish!"

Major General Maguire, staring into Thompson’s calm eyes, struggled for a moment and then asked: "Can Hu Lang guarantee to dig out the dirty bomb?"

Thompson shook his head slightly: "Nobody can guarantee that, but my boss can give you enough ’death’ to let everyone know you haven’t done nothing.

If during the creation of death, you happen to stumble upon a clue, then congratulations, you’ll be the ultimate winner!"

Major General Maguire knew he had little choice; when he was pushed forward, he knew he might well become a scapegoat.

The one who pushed him was the black guy from the White House; if he still wants to retire with dignity, it’s time to place a bet!