N-A-A Chapter 199: Noon Has Come
Chapter 199: Noon Has Come
In a remote corner of New Mexico, a place not marked on the map, no one would have thought that there was a desolate cemetery located here.The dates marked on the latest tombstones here are all decades ago, and some of them have even become blurred due to long-term weathering.This cemetery is quite old. It should have been established in the early days of the founding of the United States when it expanded to the west.
There may be many more unnamed cemeteries like this. After all, the history of the American West is dripping with blood, including the blood of indigenous people and pioneers.Most of these cemeteries are abandoned.There is only one small church and a hut, adding a touch of human habitation to it. The ancient tomb is not covered by weeds, and it seems that there is still a dedicated tombkeeper who is maintaining it.
It is now noon, and a convoy of five SUVs is heading towards the cemetery along a gravel path.These vehicles all had no license plates, and anything that could indicate their identity had been removed.And if someone could see through the black cellophane and see what was going on inside, they would find that the people in the car were all wearing black tactical masks and urban combat uniforms, holding automatic rifles with grenades hanging underneath, using more old-fashioned The description is that they are armed to the teeth, and it can also be seen from their breath that they are by no means rookies on the battlefield for the first time, but experienced elite soldiers.
"You actually put on such a battle, haven't your mana recovered yet?" Melinda, who was sitting in the back seat of the third car, asked Evanson, who was sitting next to him.The current situation was a bit beyond her expectation. At first, she thought that Evanson would drive the sports car and take her to the place to do errands and then leave, instead of pulling out a cannon to raid a ship. A special team of terrorists seize the freighter.So she speculated that Evanson's mana had not yet recovered, so she brought some people to help him.
"It's been restored." Evanson took his mask and turned it over in his hand. "Seriously, has this thing been washed?"
"Don't worry, it will be replaced with a new one for every mission." Melinda rolled her eyes and said.
Evenson curled his lips and said, "What a waste. Won't all the taxpayers' money be used like this?"
Melinda did not answer Evanson's words, but asked seriously, "Then you behave like this, is it because that person is difficult to deal with, or do you simply want to enjoy the feeling of giving orders?"
"I'm just hiding my identity." Evanson put the mask on his lap. "I don't want people to know for the time being. I just did this." Whether it's his magic or his car, they are all too attractive. Attention.
"But..." Evanson picked up the walkie-talkie, "The whole team is ready. The operation code is noon. All personnel have taken off their armbands. I hope this operation is a complete black operation."
"Understood, sir." The other members replied on the intercom.
Evanson smiled and said to Melinda, "It feels good to give orders."
Ten minutes later, the motorcade arrived at the outskirts of the cemetery.A soldier observed it with a thermal imaging telescope and said, "Sir, are you sure the target is alone in the house? Do you want to break in?"
"No." After listening to the soldier's inquiry, Evanson did not agree to the request for a break-in. "Just demolish the house. If the target resists, you are allowed to use lethal firepower."
"Understood." the soldier replied.
"Evanson, I think it's better not to kill anyone." Melinda reminded from the side.When she found this person,
, also conducted an investigation on him, but apart from his secretive whereabouts and reclusive life, this man had no bad deeds.
"Don't worry, he won't die." Evanson smiled slightly and said firmly.Then he ordered as if he suddenly remembered something, "If you don't want to die, let him be fully exposed to the sun."
There was silence on the other end of the intercom. It was obvious that the soldiers did not understand the meaning of this order, but they still replied, "Yes, sir."
"Is this why you chose this time to come?" Melinda now understood why Evanson received the news yesterday evening but did not take action that night, but waited until today.
"That's right." Evanson picked up the walkie-talkie again, "The action begins now."
Following his order, the other four cars immediately rushed into the cemetery and surrounded the small house.Then almost at the same time, a soldier got out of the car, holding a white square door-breaking bomb, quickly ran around the house, put the bomb against the wall, three, two, one, and detonated it.There was a burst of smoke, and the small house with a relatively solid brick structure collapsed.
"Quick, quick, quick, search for the target!"
Other soldiers also got out of the car, and a total of twelve soldiers were searching the ruins.
"Here!" The house was not big, and soon a soldier found the man.His lower body was still buried, lying on the ground not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
A soldier walked over cautiously, wanting to check whether the target was still alive, while the others were standing guard.
When the soldier walked in, the man who was lying on the ground looking like he was dead suddenly turned over. In his right hand that was pressed under him, he was holding a Winchester shotgun. , he aimed it at the soldier.
As soon as the soldier said, Damn it, he was hit.Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough and made a dodge at the last moment. The shot that was supposed to hit his head hit the shoulder protected by the body armor, but the power of the NO.12 shotgun not only made him Hong also made him roll over three hundred and six times and fly out.
"Fire." The other soldiers simultaneously used their automatic rifles to tilt their ammunition at the man. After all, they were allowed to use lethal firepower.Eleven automatic rifles almost beat the man into a sieve.
"Report the situation, soldier." After hearing the gunshot, Evanson immediately asked about the situation at the scene.
"A soldier is wounded, sir." The captain replied after firing half a round of bullets.
"Target situation." Evanson breathed a sigh of relief, the situation is not bad.
"Dead," the captain replied.
"Huh, dead?" Evanson's tone was full of doubts.
"He was shot at least 150 times, sir," the captain explained.Is this still alive?Let me try firing a hundred shots.
"Then his, uh, body should be intact, right?" Evanson asked.
"...Yes, yes, sir." The captain was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the target who was covered in blood.After being shot a hundred times with an automatic rifle at close range, a normal person's body would probably be reduced to pieces, but this one just had a hundred more holes in his body. This is definitely not normal.
"Stay on alert, I'll be right over." Evanson took off his mask and said to Melinda, "It's time for us to go out."