Fatal Strike: Mercenary Road of Gunfire Ranger-Chapter 1051 - 985: Attack

In the darkness, Pot Lid Lynn walked out of the car with an impatient look, tossed away the water bottle in his hand, and headed to a bush to unzip and relieve himself...

As the sound of water ceased, Lynn shivered and cursed under his breath as he turned and walked back toward the car...

"Shit, I hate this crappy place, the women here all smell like sheep.

Next time someone says this is a good gig, I'll smash their face...

Fuck, I'd rather work in Mexico than stand guard here, at least the chicks there are hot.

Give those immigrant whores a bit to eat, and they'll do anything for me."

Just as Lynn opened the pickup truck's door, ready to continue his rant, he noticed the terrified look in his partner's eyes inside...

As Lynn was about to turn around to look, his head suddenly jolted, a bullet hit the back of his head, then passed through and blew a big hole in his forehead.

The splattered brains and blood drenched the inside of the pickup!

The people inside realized the peril too late to retaliate, as a barrage of bullets had already stormed the vehicle.

When Mountain Eagle flanked from the other side, the eight armed guards in the two vehicles were all dead, with shots concentrated on their heads and torsos.

In his childhood 'games', Mountain Eagle had teamed up countless times with these robots, but this was the first in reality.

These guys weren't as agile as they appeared in the 'games'. Both their movement patterns and judgment mechanisms seemed a bit rigid, but their shooting accuracy exceeded Mountain Eagle's expectations.

Since these robots couldn't sneak up like seasoned special forces, they used the cover of darkness to approach within about 200 meters of the enemy.

At this distance, achieving such precise shooting with the VSS silent sniper rifle was beyond the average T1 level internationally.

The firing sound of the VSS was so faint that the farm residents didn't realize anything was amiss.

Watching six robotic soldiers slowly emerge from the darkness, Mountain Eagle ordered them to drag the bodies off the car and place them in the bushes nearby, then climbed into the driver's seat of a pickup truck...

Two robots quickly hopped onto the pickup's back seat, four climbed into the truck bed.

Claw-like devices popped out under the feet of the robots in the truck bed, anchoring to the truck bed's bottom. After steadying themselves, the front two adopted an awkward posture, knees slightly bent, leaning against the cabin, resting their guns on the roof.

The rear two simply crouched in the truck bed, waiting for Mountain Eagle to find a shooting angle before opening fire.

Mountain Eagle found the robots' response satisfactory, he started the pickup, turned around and slowly drove towards the farm.

Tackling the two kilometers distance took merely a few minutes.

As Mountain Eagle had turned off the pickup's lights, the approach within the farm was non-linear and obscured by trees, so it wasn't until the pickup closed to within 400 meters of the farm's wooden house did the armed guards spot it.

As the outer guards cursed, approaching quickly with their flashlights, Mountain Eagle, shielded by the night, jumped off the pickup. The vehicle was left in drive, steadily advancing despite the guards' high-volume signals.

As four guards sensed something off and raised their guns warily, the robots inside the car started firing.

"Pa, pa, pa, pa..."

The firing rhythm of the robots was stiff, yet their combat programming aimed to maintain accuracy. Unless ordered by someone like Mountain Eagle, they wouldn't evade during exchanges, compensating their lack of agility.

Indeed, it's not like robots need to dodge bullets deliberately!

Using the advancing pickup for cover, six combat robots swiftly killed the four guards who came to check. As other guards around the wooden house realized something was wrong and began shouting and counterattacking, they were already within the robots' suppression range.

The range of the VSS was ordinary, but its power was considerable. As the pickup closed to within 300 meters of the wooden house, the robots gained the upper hand quickly with rapid and precise shots.

Those clamorous guards became targets once within the shooting angle...

As more than ten brave guards fell, the denizens realized the problem...

The people from the vehicle couldn't be killed. Someone witnessed them being shot, yet they kept firing as if unaffected, and their shooting accuracy was frighteningly high, like you'd be taken down upon exposing yourself.

"Retreat, retreat to the house, switch to armor-piercing bullets..."

"RPG, RPG..."

As guards shouted, Mountain Eagle stealthily maneuvered to the side of the wooden house...

Seeing two guards rushing out of the garage carrying AT4s, Mountain Eagle quickly emerged from the corner and pulled the trigger...

"Pa pa, pa pa..."

After the continuous double shots dropped the two carrying heavy arms, Mountain Eagle seized the chaos and advanced swiftly into the garage...

Spotting a guy gathering machine gun ammo, Mountain Eagle fired quickly before the guy could react.

"Pa pa"

The guard's head blew open instantly, causing his body to collapse rigidly to the ground.

"Clatter..."

The sound of bullets hitting the ground alerted the enemies inside the wooden house, two panic-stricken men dashed to the door connecting the garage and main house, quickly peeked in, and fired their guns horizontally...

"Pa pa pa pa pa..."

"Pa pa pa pa pa..."

Mountain Eagle, squatting behind a Dodge pickup's front wheel, counted their bullets, and as the enemy emptied the last round in the chamber, he sprang up and charged, firing continuously...

The two guards at the door were so suppressed they fumbled with changing magazines, not until Mountain Eagle reached the door did one remember his handgun...

"Ah..."

Under Mountain Eagle's immense pressure, a guard frantically stood up, obstructing him, while the other pointed his gun at Mountain Eagle...

Raising his VSS with his right hand, Mountain Eagle promptly pulled the trigger, piercing through the charging guard's head simultaneously drawing the CZ75 from his waist with his left hand below the guard's rib...

"Bang bang bang bang..."

The armed guard was hindered by his companion, pulling the trigger half a second slower than Mountain Eagle...

After his chest and face were consecutively shot, he lost the capacity to attack.

Following his success, Mountain Eagle swiftly swapped the VSS's magazine, shouldered the gun, then grasped the CZ75 with his right hand while charging inside the wooden house.

At this moment, the house's owner, Derek Wayne, was rushing toward the stairs under the protection of two guards, likely aiming to reach the second floor and defend from there.

Without hesitation, Mountain Eagle tossed a shock bomb...

"Boom"

Already on the stairs, Derek Wayne woozily tumbled down, blinded, seeing only a silhouette who dashed over, shooting his two bodyguards...

Cuddling his head instinctively, Derek Wayne curled on the ground shouting: "Don't shoot, don't shoot...

I'll give you whatever you want!"