My Strength Does Not Allow Me to Low-key

Chen Cheng roared, reached out and pulled out a grenade, rushed to the iron gate, threw it out of the hole with a wave of his hand.

The two gangsters at the end of the corridor had just fired rockets.

He was about to pull out the second round from the cartridge behind him and load it, but he didn't expect that a grenade was thrown towards him.

And it was thrown so far, a full seventy or eighty meters, that it just landed at the feet of the two of them.

The two of them stood up almost wailing and wanted to run out.

As soon as he got up, there was a roar under his feet, and then the two of them got on the plane.

Fortunately, the rockets behind them had reinforced iron barrels outside the ammunition bags.

Otherwise, this time, the grenade explosion will blow up the rocket...

However, although the rocket did not explode, the two men were basically dead.

When he fell from the air, his body fell to the ground in an extremely twisted state.

The gangsters outside the door were trembling when they saw this scene.

"Why are you still standing there? Keep fucking me. It's already this time, and this is the only thing left?"

A tall, strong man outside the door shouted loudly to the gangsters around him.

You must know that this is the most difficult battle they have ever fought.

In the past, in the Middle East, Africa, and even in Central Europe, these soldiers with professional military training were really invincible.

In the Middle East, the local armed forces they can defeat are nothing to them, no matter how many people there are on the other side.

The same is true in North Africa. Even a few of them can defeat an enemy team of hundreds of people.

When I came to Paradise Island this time, I originally thought it would be an easy mission.

But who would have thought that the other party could be so hard-boned?

There weren't many guards, but they managed to withstand their attack for more than an hour.

Moreover, they fought and retreated, and finally retreated into the treasury. The most hateful thing is that they actually killed so many of their own people.

And because of the defeat of the battle, his group also began to show some fatigue.

Although everyone knows that there is countless money in the vault, the problem is that you have to spend it with your life, right?

They are mercenaries to begin with, not the kind of soldiers who pay attention to a sense of honor.

What they are after is just money, but now the enemy is so tough that if they don't wait to break in, they will be killed by the enemy.

In the end, those who are cheaper are the latecomers, and everyone is not a fool.

After all, they are no longer serving in the army. They are no longer in the army.

The chiefs can also use some slogans of national self-esteem, national honor, and even military honor to stimulate everyone.

Everyone was able to risk their lives at critical moments. After all, they were soldiers with a sense of honor at that time.

But now, they are just war hounds fighting for money.

The most important thing to them is to survive.

If you can't survive, even if you win, what's the use of all the money you can get?

Everyone is dead, no matter how much money they have, it has nothing to do with them.

So at this time, the gangster's momentum was already a bit wilted.

The big boss stood at the door of the corridor and shouted loudly to boost morale.

But no one was willing to stand up and walk into the corridor.

Because the terrain of this corridor is very unfavorable to them.

The enemy is in the treasury, which is equivalent to guarding in a bunker.

The hole they just burned through was equivalent to opening a shooting hole for the enemy.

And the corridor they want to enter is almost all within their shooting range.

At such a close distance, going in and shooting at the enemy would undoubtedly be courting death.

"Asshole, bastard..."

The big man standing outside the door couldn't help but curse a few times when he saw that no one below him was moving.

But soon, he was grabbed by a short guy behind him and whispered something.

Then he quickly directed a group of people to retreat first, leaving only a few people behind.

Stand guard at the door to prevent the people inside from rushing out.

Seeing that the enemy was not in a hurry to attack, Captain Mu's expression became more solemn.

Because he knew that the enemy must be looking for a way.

Regardless of the current terrain, they have an advantage, but once the enemy comes up with countermeasures, they will be in trouble.

So he quickly asked his team members to get ready.

The other team members can't count on it either. They just need to guard the shooting hole.

So at this time, he asked the team members behind to press the bullets crazily for them.

Then prepare all kinds of guns. They have just been prepared here.

There was movement from the other side of the door, and he looked out from the shooting hole.

His expression suddenly changed.

It turned out that the enemy actually tore off the door of a car from the outside.

The two car doors were put together to form a simple shield, and then a group of people hid behind the shield and rushed over.

This corridor can be seventy or eighty meters long. If the enemy attacks the iron door, such a shooting hole will not only be used by them.

Enemies can also use it!

What's even more frightening is that the enemy actually threw a smoke bomb before launching the attack.

After a while, the entire corridor was filled with red smoke.

At this time, he no longer cared about aiming. He picked up the AK rifle he had seized from the enemy and started shooting at the corridor.

The sound of bullets penetrating the steel plates was immediately heard in the corridor, as well as the screams of the unlucky guy who was hit by the bullets.

However, the enemy's cry was very short, and he held on almost as soon as he shouted it.

The guy who was hit was obviously dragged out by the favored team, but the enemy in front still gritted his teeth and held up his shield to push forward.

It is impossible for ordinary car door panels to block 7.62 caliber AK assault rifle bullets.

But the door panel of the enemy's car has obviously been modified and reinforced.

Bullets hitting it will make a clanging sound.

Although it can be shot through, it will not have any protective effect like ordinary automobile steel plates.

And the gangsters standing behind the steel plates of the car are also very tough.

They were covered in heavy body armor from head to toe. After the bullet penetrated the steel plate, it would still hit them.

But there was no way to penetrate their body armor.

Of course, there are also those who are unlucky and get hit in areas that are not covered by body armor.

But he fell down with a scream, and the next second he would be dragged to the back of the team by his companions behind him, and then transported out of the corridor.

They will never be left shouting in the corridor to affect the morale of the team...

Just like that, in less than five minutes, the team actually rushed to a place only ten meters away from them.

At such a close distance, even the smoke in the corridor could not hide their figures.

When they reached this distance, they squatted down, raised their guns and started pointing at the shooting port, and fired at them...