War Paradise

"Huh...ha..."

Jackal Mondillo was panting with big mouthfuls, bright beads of sweat hung on his head, dragging a swollen travel bag in his hand, and whispered to the men behind him: "Hurry up!"

"Yes, boss!" The robbers dragged several other travel bags and rushed to the front steps.

The middle-aged man who fell in front of the vault still had viscous blood flowing out of the small bullet hole in his forehead. The silver circular metal door not far from the corpse was opening to the inside.

The copper walls and iron walls of the bank vault in the southern city of Alvara failed to last for five minutes under the hands of the Jackal and his teammates. For the Jackal, today's speed is faster than the average. but……

Not fast enough.

——From the perspective of the tank just now, the military base in the City of Chaos should have sent reinforcements. Now we must race against time to win the first line of life!

If you were four or five years younger, you wouldn't be so embarrassed. But even if you continue to exercise for a long time, your physical fitness declines in middle age, it still appears on this body.

"Damn..." The Jackal cursed in a low voice, dragged the travel bag full of dollar bills, and walked up the stairs panting.

The warning lights in the passage kept flashing, and the dazzling red light made people distraught. The jackal, whose physical stamina was approaching its limit, finally realized that he seemed to overestimate his own stamina before the action began.

"You are not that old yet, bastard."

The jackal raised his left fist and slammed it hard on own's calf, causing a dull pain to flow all over his body.

——Could it be that the decline in physical fitness was caused by being stuck on the face by the wooden door of the toilet?

Realizing that he had been cheated by a "teammate" who had been found temporarily, the Jackal's expression became more and more ferocious, and his face turned into a purplish red because he couldn't breathe, like a ghost who had escaped from the underworld to claim his life.

"Those bastards are dead..." he muttered in a low voice.

"Maybe it's gone!" A gangster who followed behind him panted and said, "The tanks are here, they definitely can't hold it!"

"Move fast, there should be more than one tank." The jackal coughed as he said, his chest began to ache.

The shot that overturned the tank just now was also shot by him using RPG. Since he came to robbery, not to fight a large-scale urban battle, the bazooka he carried was a single-shot RPG-29, and after one fight he threw away the disposable equipment of the bazooka.

If army tanks and infantry fighting vehicles approach here, they will no longer be able to carry it, and they must leave as soon as possible if they want to survive. But when the jackal returned to the bank lobby, he immediately found that the situation was not good:

When they came, the back door of the bank and the passage next to it were completely blocked by the collapsed column. The fire door next to it had been completely closed long ago, and now to leave this ghost place, it seems that I can only go through the front door.

The robber carried the money bag and walked through the front door of the bank to escape. In the eyes of Jackal, it was a very unrepresented behavior, which could be called a disgrace in his career. But now there is no other plan besides going to the main entrance.

"follow me!"

The jackal roared, dragged the travel bag through a messy bank hall, left the bank from the front door that had been blown up long ago and disappeared, and then immediately rushed to the side alley.

Looking at the battle situation here, it is definitely impossible for the vehicle to come over. Although it is dangerous, we can only leave here in a "really clean laundry" van.

Without the three obstructive accomplices, that car should still be able to hold these people and purses. By then, as long as you drive the car to the garage and modify it, you can avoid the tracking of Silver Shield...

While the jackal was dragging his travel bag forward, he had already thought of a complete escape plan in his mind. He turned his head and looked at the other subordinates, only to find that the others standing in front of the bank building seemed stupid and froze in front of the bank.

"Hurry up, are your brains flooded!" The jackal scolded: "Stay here and wait for death?"

"Boss, look over there..." A subordinate raised his trembling right hand and pointed to the west side of the street.

The jackal's gaze followed that guy's fingers, his mouth that was about to continue spitting out dirty words was twisted into an "O" shape, and his body that was rushing on the road froze like everyone else:

What appeared in the line of sight was a burning sea of ​​flames, in which the outlines of tanks and armored vehicles were clearly visible. A unit that was enough to razor the entire bank building to the ground was completely wiped out!

"What... is it the robbers... or..."

The jackals who killed several robbers just now knew very well that those stupid newcomers who attacked the bank with machine guns were just to give away their heads, and their combat power was simply not enough to compete with the army's tanks and armored vehicles.

But if the tragedy here is not from those rookie's handwriting, that is to say--

"Man, let's go?" The man in the suit and leather shoes strode forward, followed by the little girl and the soldier wearing a metal mask: "We completed the task according to your instructions, didn't you let us take care of the wind?"

"you……"

Jackal and his subordinates even forgot to take the money and run away for a while. The plan for extinction after the event that had been set long ago was also run away from the sky:

"Man, how did you do it?" A gangster dragged his purse and rushed forward. He slammed the brakes in front of Lin Chi, who was wearing a suit, "This can't be successful, right..."

"It's my bodyguard." Lin Chi patted Zhen on the shoulder: "It's him you want to thank."

"Don't be kidding, you mean this kid overturned a group of tanks and armored vehicles?" Jackal stared bloodshot eyes: "Don't think of us as fools, kid!"

"Don't talk nonsense, let's go." Lin Chi looked at the ruins on the street: "If you drag it down, the army will come again."

According to his experience in the first game, the military base in the City of Chaos should be able to spawn unlimited troops. Even if it is temporarily repelled, the vehicles sent by the military will definitely continue to appear. And now--

The reward task has been triggered!

Player "Countercurrent" has reached the highest wanted index, and Silver Shield has issued a wanted order within the city. In the next ten minutes, the location of this player will be displayed on the maps of all players, and the player who kills it will receive a reward of 100,000 U.S. dollars!

If the "countercurrent" escapes successfully, the bonus will be plundered by him. Let's start killing for the bonus. I wish you all a happy hunting!

After reading the few lines of prompts that appeared in his sight, Lin Chi took the travel bag from the dumbfounded jackal and asked, "Have you recovered, friend?"

Although with Jane's assistance, there shouldn't be any problems, but the possibility of capsizing under the attack of the player also exists. After all, there is more than one "high-end player" in the war paradise. In this game, there may be some big players in the queue. If you are targeted, it will be bad.

"Oh, well, let's go..."

The jackal who was awake like a dream raised his hand and slapped himself fiercely, and rushed to the van parked in the alley.

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