Global Treasure Hunting: From Penniless to Billionaire

Liu Hanghan took out a high-power binoculars to observe the enemy's situation.

The defense in the valley is not a defense at all. The dark-skinned soldiers who are full of food and drink have started a party. I don’t know where to get the sound. The soldiers who threw these weapons aside are playing heavy metal music. Sing and dance in the vast mine.

Cheers and laughter filled the entire mining area, as if celebrating their long-lost victory.

This raid was fruitful. Not only did they seize more than a ton of gold stored in Zhao's mine, but also a lot of explosives used to blow up the mine, which was enough for them to replenish a lot.

Perhaps in their consciousness, no one can surprise them in such a short period of time...

In the final analysis, it is still a mob. It is easy to fight with the wind, but once the battle is not smooth, it will be worrying.

The two guard posts on the top of the mountain, a group of three, started to yawn at the moment, envious of the joyful atmosphere down the mountain, and had to stick to their posts because of the orders from above, but they didn't know where to fly to for a long time. up.

Suddenly, several flashes of cold light appeared, and the blade shot out from nowhere, with the swiftness of piercing the air, and went straight to the vital points of the three of them.

The three of them saw the blade more than ten meters away one second ago, and the next second the tip of the knife had pierced into their necks. One knife was not enough, and they killed them again.

The three of them couldn't move at all, they could only watch helplessly as the second Nepalese saber was embedded between their eyebrows.

The trend of crushing is undoubtedly revealed...

"Squad in place, target cleared..."

Liu Hanghan heard a signal from the first squad leader in his headset, and after waiting for about a minute, the second squad also sent a message to clear the target, and had already set up a sniper position at the commanding heights.

The sky gradually darkened, Liu Hanghan looked at the approaching cumulonimbus clouds, and ordered: "Squad three, squad four, squad five, move forward in cover!"

Another team sprang out from the dense forest. They bowed their bodies and rushed towards the center of the 'stage' from both sides of the open space.

400m...300m...100m...

Liu Hanghan ordered to open fire!

boom!boom!boom!

The recoilless guns fired one after another, and the shells exploded in the crowd after a short flight, and the flesh and limbs flew across all at once, making the passionately dancing black-skinned soldiers confused on the spot.

Enemy attack, enemy attack! ! !

The official language of the Congo is French, so there were loud shouts in the chaotic mine. They no longer cared about the restless dancing passion under the music, and they picked up guns nearby and started looking for the enemy.

chug chug...

The machine guns on Liu Hanghan's side began to exert force, and the six Gatling machine guns fired at the same time. The 12.7mm bullets formed several lines of firepower to harvest the lives of the black-skinned soldiers on the scene.

Vikada also rushed out of the restaurant at this moment, shouting loudly: "Hidden, pay attention to concealment!"

The second squad leader looked at Vikada's exasperated look from the [-]x mirror, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he pulled the trigger.

Bang~!

The 7.62mm caliber bullet shot out from the eight-five sniper charge with an initial velocity of 830 meters per second, and the next second, the bullet sank into Vikada's eyebrows.

This guerrilla leader who was arrogant and invincible just a few hours ago, just died like this.

Chapter 812 Rolling Assault

"Have you started yet?"

In a room with poor lighting, a dull voice sounded.

In the small room, there were five chairs, with five figures sitting on each of them.

On a wall in front of them, there are several display screens, one of which actually shows Zhao's mine in the Democratic Republic of Congo, and from the perspective, it seems to be a real-time picture taken by a satellite from top to bottom.

The clarity is like being photographed from an altitude of more than 100 meters above the mine.

"Yes, Speaker Bilenno!"

In front of the screen, there was a gentle-looking white young man who was explaining to several people facing the screen: "The opponent dispatched 120 people, and ten of them are in this position. They should be in charge of the left wing attack.

They quietly cleared the sentry post, judging from their posture, they probably planned to rush in to rescue the hostages..."

"In addition, this location should be their sniper position. The bullet was fired from here just now, which ended in Vikada's life."

Bilannuo, who was in the middle, sneered and said, "The mob is vulnerable, and more than 100 people disrupted them."

The young white man laughed and said, "Who says it's not? This group of mixed-blooded animals don't even know their own last names if they give them a little sweetness."

"Oh, no, how can a beast deserve a last name..."

Someone in the room said: "This kid surnamed Zhao moved very fast. He sent troops across the country in just five or six hours."

Another person echoed: "It's so strange, he can have such a great achievement now, so we all have to pay attention to his existence, and even avoid being known by him, we are manipulating behind the scenes... ..”

"Okay, let's not discuss this now."

Bilano smiled and looked at the movement on the screen, and praised: "Musk's Starlink project is really good, and it is not in vain that we invested so much money in him."

"Just watch it whenever you want, and watch it whenever you want. The 360-degree live broadcast around the world is worth our investment!"

Then someone next to him retorted: "Speaker Bilenno, Musk is an unfamiliar wolf cub. All signs indicate that this guy is crazy, but he doesn't care if you are his master..."

Bi Lannuo snorted and said, "Of course I know he's not familiar with him, but we need him to do things for us, so we must give him enough benefits. If we want the horse to run, we must feed the horse. "

While several people were discussing, the scene on the screen began to change again, and the picture gradually began to become blurred, with sparse raindrops slowly falling until it was completely invisible.

So Birano lost the mood to watch the show, he coughed lightly and said: "Start to implement the third step of Plan D..."

"Yes, Speaker Birano, everything is according to your will..."

On the Congo mine battlefield, with the death of Vikada, the black-skinned soldiers became even more chaotic. Less than half of the 1000-strong team organized resistance.

They retrieved their weapons, and fired a few shots at the dense forest where Liu Hanghan was.

There were also middle and high-level officers who rushed out of the room and escaped the sniper by chance, and quickly took over the command after Wikada's death, and the situation stabilized a little.

The soldiers stopped running around, and looked for effective cover to avoid, and then shot a few shots from the side of the cover, regardless of the aim, and regarded it as firepower suppression.

Although more than 200 people were killed and injured in a surprise attack, the opponent's numbers were still superior. Liu Hanghan did not dare to be careless. While ordering the heavy machine guns to continue to suppress firepower, he directed the recoilless guns to take care of the opponent's key areas.

And fortunately, the opponent didn't know that the Xiong'an regiment came to rescue the hostages, and mistakenly thought it was the government army.

Otherwise, the situation of the hostages is worrying.

The torrential rain poured down, and the bean-sized raindrops hit the people sparingly, turning both sides of the battlefield into drowned chickens in an instant.

At the same time, the continuous torrential downpour also greatly hindered the sight of both parties. The rain ran down from the head, overflowing the eyes and nose, and it was impossible to see clearly without wiping it.

opportunity!

Looking at the rain screen, Liu Hanghan ordered into the radio: "Squad leader, it's your turn to play."

Then he shouted again: "Intensify fire suppression!"

For a while, the two sides came and went, and various types of bullets flew randomly. Although the guerrillas had the upper hand in numbers, they were poorly organized and lost their first-hand advantage.

On the side of the Xiongan Regiment, there are all transformed super soldiers, not to mention their agility. Even if there are a few injured occasionally, they are quickly treated by the nano-robots in their bodies, which cut off the pain nerves, and then expel the bullets in the body, and quickly Mending wounds...not yet a death in action.

In the sniper position of the second squad, there are seven sniper rifles, which are designed to greet the important figures of the opponent. As long as anyone dares to show up, no one survives more than one shot.

All shot to death! ! !

At the same time, in the direction of the second class, more than a dozen team members jumped down from the flanks of the ridge like apes. He jumped down, but landed softly.

And before they landed, they were already optimistic about the next step.

Just jumping down all the way, in less than a minute, a group of commandos had all landed safely at the bottom of the mine.

Then quickly assembled into a battle formation, like a sharp knife, piercing the enemy's heart.

The guerrillas originally had more than a dozen remodeled pickup trucks, but these vehicles were the first to withstand the artillery fire, torn apart and even burned to pieces.

The machine gun mounts and gun mounts on it have long been unusable.

The original location of the canteen was a little quiet at the moment. This place was the key target of the sniper position from the beginning. After two rounds of sniping, more than a dozen guerrilla guards in charge of guarding were all down in a pool of blood.

More than a dozen Chinese managers were all lying on the ground at the moment, and some even grabbed a few handfuls from the blood on the ground, and then wiped them on their faces. His face was covered in blood, and he looked like he had been shot several times.

......

Zhai Jianjun, the squad leader of the flanking raid, rolled over and escaped a round of random gunfire, then quickly squatted and fired the trigger, knocking down the guerrillas who attacked him to the ground, and made a tactical gesture to the team members behind him,

He arched his body and continued to make a surprise attack in the direction of the dining hall.

Chapter 813 Play With You Well

Under the rain curtain, the first squad leader looked in the direction of the dining hall against the pouring rain.

Along the way, severed limbs and broken arms were sprinkled everywhere, and the rainwater washed away the bleeding water, flowing wantonly on the ground of the mine.

Although the distance was only 80 meters, the guerrillas used the bombed-out vehicle wreckage, mining machinery and other bunkers to resist steadily. They were cats behind the bunkers, and from time to time they stuck out their muzzles and fired a few shots, but people would not pavement.

"Hurry up, the heavy machine gun ammunition is running out!"

Liu Hanghan, who was in charge of the fire cover task, sent a urging voice, and the first squad leader couldn't help speeding up, and quickly rushed towards the canteen.

This is the shortcoming of individual raids. Although the Xiongan regiments are all super fighters with inhuman physiques, the ammunition carried in this raid has reached their limit.

Especially the heavy machine gun bullets, that guy's fire suppression in one minute is thousands.

All the team members used their excess physical strength to help carry them over.

But even a super soldier has a limit to the ammunition he can carry...

The first squad leader caught up with the timing, took out the grenade with one hand, pulled off the pin of the grenade with his teeth, threw it with all his strength, and just rightly threw it into the first bunker blocking the way.

The soldiers at the back followed suit, staring at the situation ahead, keeping their hands on their hands, and greeted each other after pulling out their grenades.

Boom boom~! ! !

The shock from the explosion made the ground tremble a few times, and the stubborn guerrillas behind the bunker were naturally dead.

The first squad leader ran over quickly and used the wreckage of the car just now as his own cover, but looked at the other group hiding behind a bombed excavator.

It was an excavator in the mine. It was hit by a recoilless gun, but it didn't blow up, but the cab was blown up.

There were seven or eight dark-skinned guerrilla soldiers hiding behind, and one with a [-] bazooka, ready to launch at the right time.

The first squad leader took out the three remaining grenades and threw them all at once.

There was another roar of blasting, and the first squad leader jumped out, strode forward, stomped heavily at the end, and then jumped up and jumped directly onto the hood of the excavator.

Then a kite turned over, pulled the trigger under the terrified eyes of the black-skinned warrior, chug chug...

When you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins. On the battlefield, it is to see who is more brave and decisive, and can end the enemy's dog's life in an unexpected way at the critical moment.

The enemies behind the excavator were all wiped out, and behind it was the target of the trip - the canteen where the hostages were detained. The rest of the soldiers also followed, but they did not turn over the excavator, but a few people bullied them, He hugged the crawler of the excavator and overturned the excavator directly...

The huge wreckage of the excavator almost blocked the door of the dining hall. Even if the opponent's 105 artillery can still fire, it cannot break through the blockage of the wreckage of the excavator in a short time.

The soldiers swarmed into the cafeteria. The squad leader twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Get up, my own people."

The pure local accent made all the mine managers who fell to the ground and pretended to be dead heaved a sigh of relief. Although the scene was still not optimistic, Mr. Zhao really sent the troops over in such a short period of time, which was enough to inspire people.

Everyone got up from the ground like the rest of their lives after a catastrophe, regardless of the blood stains all over their bodies, and expressed their gratitude one after another.

The first squad leader also breathed a sigh of relief at this time, these people did not have a big loss, so he could have an explanation to Mr. Zhao.

"Don't rush to be happy, the opponent's number is still dominant, we are blocked here now, in fact, we can't advance or retreat."

Manager Qi of the mine said with a resentful smile: "Thank you for your hard work, please work harder..."

The squad leader said calmly: "That's natural, you should clean up the blood on your body first."

Just now, in order to pretend to be dead, Manager Qi Dongling and the dozen or so Chinese employees scooped up some guerrilla blood from the ground and smeared it on their bodies.

They took some water from the water tank in the dining hall and cleaned it up properly.

The rest of the soldiers stood guard with their guns, and the squad leader stood next to the overturned excavator and looked at the situation on the frontal battlefield from the side.

Since they broke into the dining hall, Liu Hanghan stopped suppressing the firepower, and there was really not much ammunition.

But this also gave the guerrillas a chance to counterattack, and the counterattack was much stronger.

Machine guns and rifles greeted the dense forest one after another, and some people took out the bazooka and fired a few shots at the excavator. The power of the explosion pushed the excavator a few centimeters inside, but it was still blocked after all.

"Reporting to the head of the regiment, the hostages have been rescued, and there are no casualties. Request the next step."

In the aftermath of the explosion, a squad leader reported to the radio communicator.

Liu Hanghan responded: "Take care of them, it's time for us to perform."

After the hostages were safe, Liu Hanghan no longer had any scruples, and planned to completely kill this group of desperate guerrillas.