Wilderness Redemption Tour

Lin Yan rolled his eyes at him and said, "Forget it. With my small body, I'm afraid they will just run over me without caring about anything. You should act. You're bigger, so you're more suitable to be a roadblock. Besides, my marksmanship is better than yours, so the cover mission is more suitable for me."

When Bill heard that Lin Yan wanted him to play a dead person, he felt a little scared and quickly changed his words: "Forget it, let's not play this role anymore, let's change roles."

Bill reached into his saddle bag and pulled out a bottle of wine. "I think I'd better play a drunk. I'm good at that."

Lin Yan thought to himself, what's the big difference between these two characters? It's just that alcohol can give people courage. It turns out that a rough guy like you can also be cowardly sometimes.

"Whatever you want." Lin Yan shrugged and said indifferently: "Just do as you say and stop the car."

"No problem, just watch." Bill straightened his chest, bit open the cork of the bottle and took a big gulp of wine.

Seeing that he wanted to drink more, Lin Yan quickly stopped him and said, "Hey, don't get really drunk. I asked you to act like a drunkard, but I didn't ask you to drink so much."

"Don't worry, I have a plan." Bill pushed Lin Yan's hand away, took another big sip, and poured some on his beard. After completing these preparations, he took the reins of the two horses and said, "I'll hide the horses behind the house. You should also make preparations. It's getting late."

Lin Yan nodded, turned around, walked around the burning warehouse, and walked in from the entrance.

Unlike other places where wood boards were used as building materials, the exterior walls of most buildings in Van Horn Trading Station were made of bricks, and the warehouse that Lin Yan entered was no exception. Thanks to the brick and stone structure of the warehouse, the entire building was able to retain a relatively intact main body after the fire. If it was replaced with wood boards, Lin Yan would have to think carefully before walking in.

The interior of the warehouse was blackened by the fire, and there were many items scattered on the ground, but Lin Yan had no way of telling what they looked like before. The second floor of the warehouse was built with wooden boards. The pillars supporting this layer of wooden boards looked intact, but the floor of the second floor had been burned through by the fire in several places, forming several irregular large holes. The stairs leading to the second floor were also made of wood. Except for being blackened, the overall structure was basically intact. Lin Yan walked up to the stairs and felt them. He found that the wooden boards used to build the stairs were very thick. Not only did they not make any sound when he stepped on them, but they also felt very solid under his feet.

He climbed steadily up to the second floor. Opposite the stairs were two windows that had been completely destroyed. Lin Yan immediately fell in love with a wall that had collapsed due to the fire at the edge of the right window. Both the height and size of this place were very suitable for setting up a gun and sniping.

After blowing away the loose dust on top, Lin Yan took out the sniper rifle that he had not used for a long time from the space bag.

Items in the space bag are not affected by time. Although this gun has not been used for a long time, it still maintains excellent performance.

As soon as he set up his gun, Lin Yan noticed through the scope of his sniper rifle that a trail of flying dust was slowly approaching this side. Unsure whether it was caused by the target, he did not hastily tell Bill, who was waiting in the corridor between two houses, the news. It was not until the full picture of the convoy appeared at the end of the road that Lin Yan confirmed that it was the target they were waiting for, and then he gestured to Bill, who had been focusing on him.

After seeing Lin Yan's gesture, Bill took the bottle and staggered out of his hiding place onto the street. Standing in the middle of the road, he looked at the convoy approaching him with a dazed look, raised the bottle and took another sip, then fell down without warning.

When the convoy transporting explosives discovered that someone was blocking their way, the entire team stopped in an orderly manner.

"Eric, drag him aside." The team commander said to a rider at the front of the team.

"This damn place... these bastards..." The rider named Eric who was called complained when he got off the horse. While walking towards Bill, he shouted at the big guy lying on the ground: "Get out of here, you idiot, you are blocking our way! Get out of the way!"

Seeing that the drunk was indifferent to his scolding, Eric had no choice but to grab Bill by the back of the collar and try to pull him up.

"Did you hear that? Get up quickly..."

Lin Yan had already pointed the scope at the leader's head when he spoke, and he was waiting for this moment because he didn't open fire immediately. Once he opened fire, the other party would realize that they were tricked, and their first reaction would not be to look for Lin Yan, the sniper, but to focus on Bill, the bait. Without any cover around him, Bill, who was lying straight on the ground, would be shot into a sieve by everyone.

Therefore, the timing of shooting is very important. This is the experience Lin Yan has personally summarized after two months in the industry.

Just as Eric was about to pull Bill up, Lin Yan fired.

"boom!"

The team commander who was sitting in the passenger seat of the carriage immediately had a blood hole as thick as a thumb between his eyebrows. His head tilted back and he slumped on the seat, deader than dead.

This gunshot was also Bill's signal for action. At the moment the gunshot sounded, he turned over swiftly, from prone to lying, and with the revolver already in his hand, he fired two shots at the person next to him.

Eric's body fell to the ground, and Bill pulled the other's body to block in front of him. With this human shield, Bill's safety was guaranteed.

Lin Yan didn't have so many concerns. When he fired the first shot, he turned on the Eye of Death. With the help of the scope, he didn't need to consider the problem of trajectory deviation. Whoever the crosshairs were aimed at would be killed by the bullet in the next moment.

There were not many people in the convoy. Under Lin Yan's precise and swift attack, these people did not even put up much resistance and became his dead souls one after another. However, Lin Yan knew that this was not the whole task. The real difficulty was just beginning. How to drive safely to the designated location of Maika was the difficulty of this task.

Bill pulled Eric in front of him and fired the few remaining bullets in his revolver at the crowd. When he found that there were no more standing enemies, he pushed away the meat shield in his hand and shouted at Lin Yan: "Jamie! Come down quickly! Let's carry the explosives away!"

"Coming!" Lin Yan responded, put away his rifle, turned around and ran downstairs.

When they got to the street, Bill had already called back their horses and got into the driver's seat of the carriage. Lin Yan jumped on his horse, Bill controlled the carriage, and the two of them quickly fled the crime scene.