Special Forces: Breathe to Become Stronger

Ye Tian smiled coldly.

"These bastards finally showed their face"

"bring it on!"

"I'll give you a great gift."

If he couldn't ensure that everything was safe, how could Ye Tian wait for death on the top of the mountain, waiting for them to attack him from both sides?

"Thump, thump——"

A few people popped out from behind the mountain. Ye Tian glanced at them and fired a volley of bullets at them. Several people lay dead on the ground.

The drug dealers behind him were so scared that they didn't dare to show their heads for a long time. If they show their heads, they will die!

The drug dealers on the slope in front rushed out in a row.

They also knew how to suppress fire.

Very good, a bit of stream of consciousness.

Bullets hit the rocks with a ping-pong sound, and the gravel splashed. One of the gravel flew away and left a bloody mark on Ye Tian's cheek.

Sense of crisis +1.

Ye Tian lay on the ground motionless, paying close attention to the actions of the drug dealers on the slope through the gap.

One, two, three……

"Tremble!"

Ye Tian grabbed a rope and pulled it hard.

""Boom!"

Hundreds of drug dealers had just rushed down the slope when a thunderous bang shook the whole mountain. Ye Tian, who was lying on the ground, was thrown half a meter high.

As for the drug dealers at the center of the explosion, the mountain under their feet, which was about half the size of a football field, was directly thrown out, dragging hundreds of people down the mountain together.

The sound was huge.

The whole ground was shaking, as if a local earthquake.

The drug dealers who were a little further away were knocked to the ground by the impact of the sudden explosion, lying all over the ground.

At this time, Ye Tian got up, holding a 64 submachine gun and aimed at the most densely populated area, and fired a magazine. Then, in less than a second, he instantly changed the magazine, He emptied the entire magazine in just two seconds.

He switched, fired again, switched, and fired again.

After a while, the barrel of the Type 64 submachine gun was smoking like red-hot iron.

It was only two or three minutes, and including those killed in the explosion, the casualties should be around five to six hundred.

So many had been killed before, and with this wave, there must be around a thousand to eight hundred. Seven to eight hundred dead, three to five hundred disabled.

Ye Tian found another rope under his feet, and quickly descended a thirty-meter cliff, leaving the second base, leaving those drug dealers who were still in a daze far behind.

When Ye Tian left, not only did the drug dealers not know, but even He Weidong didn't see him.

It was really too shocking.

This is not the lethality of one person, I'm afraid... Even though it was a battalion, in just an hour and a half, none of them were as brutal as Ye Tian.

It was terrifying!

Hundreds and thousands of drug dealers slowly gathered together, standing on the slopes and the two ends of the hill, looking at the devastation and corpses everywhere.

Looking at those people with broken bodies, holding their wounds and screaming and wailing in despair.

There were less than two thousand drug dealers left, and their scalps were numb.

In the 1990s, 20 million... it cost two dollars to buy a lottery ticket! With a one in ten million chance, the highest prize these days is only five million, and after deducting taxes, only four million will go into your pocket.

And to kill Ye Tian, you don't need any capital, just bring a gun. If you kill him, Ma Shichang will give you 20 million, and you don't have to pay taxes.

With this money, three generations of people will have no worries about food and clothing, not just the rest of their lives.

Drug dealers are desperate criminals to begin with, and now the opportunity to get rich is right in front of them, how can they not be crazy!

But now, they are scared.

Twenty million, but you have to have the ability to get it!

Otherwise, it’s not worth it to throw your life away without even seeing the money.

It’s okay to die.

Those who didn’t die for a while were even more miserable.

Broken hands, broken feet, or ripped open by shrapnel... It’s better to die.

Seventeen or eight hundred people stood together in silence.

For a long time, not even a fart was heard.

No one knew how much time had passed.

Maybe a century!

An older man shouted,"Six, Xiaoliu"

"Eh!"

"Let's go home. We don't want this money anymore."

""Okay." The young man responded and followed the old man down the mountain.

There was a leader, and then there were dozens of people, hundreds of people.

Without saying a word, he silently put down his gun, turned around and walked down the mountain with a pale face.

A large group of people walked, and finally less than 300 people were left, staring blankly.

"Twenty million!"

"These idiots, what are they thinking?"

"If you put all the energy you put into farming in this life into killing this grandson, your whole family will have more money than they can spend even if they just lie down for the rest of their lives. Wouldn't that be great?"

"It's better to leave, no one will follow us, this money……"

"Are you stupid? Can't you see? There are only 180 of us. There are not enough people to kill, idiot."

"Forget it, let's go down the mountain too! Let's see what Master Chang says."

Go down the mountain?

How could Ye Tian do as they wish?

Ye Tian ran through the bushes, his hands and feet were cut by leaves, and his cheeks were cut open with several bloody marks.

He climbed up the high ground as quickly as possible.

He set up his gun, aimed, and fired.

"Bang!"

After a fierce battle, Type 64 had to rest for a while, otherwise it would be scrapped.

The Barrett sniper rifle appeared again.

One shot, one shot.

Whoever walked in front was shot.

The old man walking in front, his body was like a cloth bag, and a cloud of blood mist exploded with one shot.