Chapter 432: Weak Link
A shabby jeep filled with gas stopped in front of Wang Yi and the other two. Mo Bin quickly began to check the entire vehicle, while Fang Qian stood aside, feeling uneasy.
The injured little leader had been sent away. At this time, another leader with a gloomy face stood in front of them with a group of militants.
"You must leave our city within an hour!"
"Okay, just check it out."
Wang Yi didn't care much about what the other party said.
This is also their way of survival.
They will cooperate with Sackler, but they also dare not make things too difficult for Umbrella.
Not long after, Mo Bin also made an OK gesture to Wang Yi.
"There's nothing wrong with the car. There are some simple repair tools and two barrels of oil in the trunk."
"Okay, then, let's say goodbye."
Wang Yi smiled casually, threw the packages brought by the three people into the car, and then motioned Fang Qian to get in.
The three of them came prepared. Although they were not allowed to carry weapons on a passenger plane, their packages were full of survival supplies, including outdoor water purifiers, insect repellents, ropes, first aid kits, etc.
As for weapons, they were naturally the two AKs, a pistol and some bullets that were stolen.
The militants could only turn a blind eye.
It is very likely that after Wang Yi and his men leave the city, they will cooperate in pursuit and interception.
But at least within Hargeisa, they dare not do anything more extreme.
That’s enough!
As Mo Bin stepped on the accelerator, the jeep, which was decades old and had been modified many times, sped away along the road.
It was not until the car started moving that Fang Qian breathed a sigh of relief and said
"You guys at Umbrella are so proud. I was almost scared to death when I saw you shooting at first."
“When you are weak, everything you do is wrong, but when you are strong, even your enemies will make excuses for you.”
Wang Yi smiled and reached out to pull Fang Qian's head closer.
This made Fang Qian completely confused.
But just when he was confused, a big hole was opened on the back seat, followed by gunshots.
Only then did Wang Yi push the dazed Fang Qian back onto the bullet-hole riddled back seat.
"Obviously, you are the weak one and don't have so many concerns."
The sniper was most likely arranged by the Sackler family, who had been waiting for the opportunity until their side relaxed.
But since Wang Yi came here in person, he wouldn't be tricked by this little trick.
While holding Fang Qian down, Wang Yi methodically picked up the well-maintained AK he had selected, stepped back on the back seat, raised the muzzle and aimed diagonally upward at the top of a building...
The sniper on the other side had just recovered from the initial shock and was preparing to adjust and fire the second shot.
What did you see at the beginning?
At a not-so-far distance, a shot that was almost certain to hit him was dodged!
It seems like it can be predicted in advance!
What the hell is this operation?!
While he was adjusting his mindset while thinking wildly , he saw the figure who had pulled away the target before, standing on the back seat and pointing the gun at him.
No way, you want to use AK to snipe me?
What is the trajectory of AK?
The last scene the sniper saw was the enlarged bullet tip flashing past in the scope.
The bullet penetrated the scope and went straight into his eye, lifting off his skull. He fell in a pool of blood. His other eye also popped out due to the increased intracranial pressure, and it seemed that he died with his eyes open.
Really good at sniping...
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"Confirmed, there is an Umbrella instructor following."
"No wonder there were only three people here!"
"AK headshot at extreme range, what kind of marksmanship is this? I can aim but I don't know where the bullet went!"
"Feeling? Just go with the flow?"
A fully armed combat team, whose equipment far exceeded that of the Somaliland natives, looked solemn next to the sniper who had been shot dead.
"The target is Umbrella, or Umbrella's instructors. Don't be surprised no matter what amazing tactical moves they make. Have you forgotten the team we wiped out last time? Even the experimental subjects were all killed."
Antoine, the captain of the 'Yellow Sand III' team, said this with a serious expression, which woke up his team members.
Yes, although there are only three of us, we should never underestimate them!
"The captain is the one who survived the last battle with them, so he has the most say."
"Under the captain's command, we will definitely come out on top this time."
"Okay, let's go. Don't lose to the other team. After all, they only have two combatants. They can't possibly have enough bullets to kill us all."
Antoine shouted loudly to boost morale, his face full of excitement.
Just these words made the team members' expressions freeze. How could it be impossible to kill them all with all the bullets? Is n't this too depressing?
However, Antoine's excitement at this moment was not fake. Ever since his master extracted his soul and gained disguised immortality, he has never been able to prove his own worth.
This time, I must perform well!
My master has always asked me to find a way to explore the secrets of the African rainforest, but unfortunately my identity as an operative meant that I had no chance to climb up, and I never found a chance. This time, I must make up for it...
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It's just a simply compacted dirt road, but there are potholes everywhere, all of which are traces of some modified trucks.
Somaliland has been in existence for more than 20 years. There is corresponding trade between it and the neighboring African countries, and some stolen goods of Somali pirates are also sold here.
There are often some trucks passing through these dirt roads, but the speed is very slow, and they may overturn if they are not careful.
After completing the first operation, Mo Bin's nerve reflexes and driving skills were extremely good. He controlled the steering wheel with one hand and drove the shabby jeep at a speed of 30 miles per hour on this road.
Although the jeep was in tatters, some of its axles and beams had been reinforced and modified, so it could adapt to this kind of appearance, raising a cloud of dust behind the car.
However, Fang Qian in the car turned pale and suffered from severe motion sickness.
"Instructor, given the condition of this car and the amount of fuel, I'm afraid it won't be able to reach our destination. We need to replace it midway."
"It's okay, someone will come and deliver the car."
Wang Yi opened his closed eyes.
The original plan was for the plane to arrive directly in Congo, and then head straight for the target area from Congo.
However, the other party was too decisive, forcing the plane to land in Hargeisa early, which caused the current trouble.
"It seems that the Ghost still needs some improvement. It clearly lacks the global delivery capability."
The stealth helicopter 'Ghost' has previously flown thousands of miles, and its speed, range, and stealth performance far exceed those of ordinary helicopters.
However, there is still a gap before global delivery.
How about a small solar furnace?
But it would be such a waste to put it on a helicopter.
Should we also strengthen the helicopter?
How much stronger can a helicopter become if it is further strengthened?
Add a deformation function?
Mecha?
And then let that fat otaku Ryuichi Mori drive it, and say something like 'I am the Gundam'?
Well……
It seems that it is not impossible...
