Chapter 17: Langya Windfist!
The department store near the safe house has a high enough floor and dominates the entire nearby street, giving it an excellent view. Wade sat on a recliner, boredly flipping through a Playboy. Alejandro held a pair of binoculars and watched the action on the street.
He had been professionally trained by the CIA and immediately spotted the cameras and bugs in the safe house.
Isabella Reyes was moved to another safe house, but Alejandro was not sure if the person who installed the camera was the Mata group, the Reyes group, or the CIA, so he chose a secret location known only to him.
Broly volunteers to stay as bait to find out who the watcher is. Otherwise, if someone is always staring at you from behind, your actions will feel like a thorn in your back, and you will always have to watch out for the knife stabbing you from behind.
"A convoy has appeared. It's very suspicious. Get up quickly! Deep in Area C, three black SUVs are approaching from a distance."
Alejandro was suddenly on guard.
Wade tossed the Playboy in his hand, picked up the M40A3 sniper rifle, and placed it on the roof parapet of the department store.
The two had been competing in marksmanship. Although Alejandro was very reluctant to admit it, Wade's sniping skills actually surpassed his own. So Alejandro will be the observer and Wade will be the sniper.
Wade looked through the scope at the convoy coming from the road.
"Ha, Kedre, you don't look like a good person at first glance."
(Full-size SUVs like the Cadre are usually used by villains in movies).
"Be careful."
Alejandro looked at the range map and told Wade.
Sniping is a comprehensive skill that must take into account factors such as distance, bullet type, wind speed, wind direction, temperature, barometric pressure, target type, and so on. Even the sniper's blood pressure and heartbeat can affect whether the bullet hits the target.
The range map is a way to record and apply various factors.
It has been in use since World War II. Modern sniper teams have a pre-printed standard icon divided into a drawing area, a target information area, and a supplemental explanation area.
The drawing area is a 180° semicircle with various distances marked at equidistant intervals and divided into sectors by dotted lines. The terrain features and conspicuous features in the sniper area are then drawn with contour lines and numbered.
The target information area records the basic information of reference target points such as ground objects, such as position, distance, elevation angle and position description.
The auxiliary explanation area mainly records the basic information of auxiliary design, such as observation location, north direction, correction amount when shooting at different distances, wind direction, wind speed, temperature, humidity, and air pressure.
"Did you notice the woman in the passenger seat of the second SUV?"
Alejandro said in a somewhat solemn tone.
"Wow, with that figure, I feel like she could snap my neck with one arm." Wade kept muttering without pulling his hands and feet down and put the Sand Angel into the scope: "To shoot?"
Alejandro said with some self-recrimination:
"Wait, I recognize this person. Bullets might not work on her. It seems that the people who are targeting us are people from the mutant factory. Damn, the mutant we captured must have a signal transmitter on him. I was careless. !"
He knew about Francis from the Mutant Factory. This man was so mysterious that even the CIA database had no information on him. Not only does this man run a factory, but he also runs an underground boxing market, mainly for mutant boxers to fight. He has considerable power in Mexico.
Matt once tried to mobilize CIA resources to investigate Francis' information, but was soon stopped by higher-ups.
"Let's wait. Since this woman appeared here, Francis should be here. There could be a large number of mutants in the convoy. Our first action will serve no other purpose than to alert the snakes and make them more vigilant."
Alejandro was very calm, he knew that their main strength was Broly.
"Our mission is mainly to observe the battlefield and provide Broly with battlefield information."
Three cadres parked at the door of the safe house. After the doors opened, heavily armed soldiers stepped out.
Francis glanced at the surveillance video on the PDA and saw that the target was still punching as usual.
"Target hasn't noticed anything unusual yet. Wear gas masks. The third group surrounds the building and the others rush in."
They have extensive experience in capturing mutants. Some mutants are so strong that the tranquilizer needles fired from the stun guns cannot penetrate their tough skin. So they use stun smoke canisters. This powerful anesthetic is specially designed
for mutants. The dose from one cigarette is enough to knock out more than 2,000 people. Even an elephant takes only three seconds from inhalation to unconsciousness.
After saying that, the first, second and fourth groups immediately blew open the door of the safe house and rushed in.
"Broly! Be careful! They are going to use poison gas! Strike first and move the battlefield to the street. The wind will disperse the poison gas."
After Alejandro noticed that the soldiers were wearing gas masks, he immediately picked up the walkie-talkie and alerted Broly.
"Aim at the guy holding the PDA, he's Francis!" He looked at the anemometer and reported the data: "The distance is 352 meters, the wind direction is three-quarters to the right, and it is corrected by two points to the left. Wait for the cloth to shoot after Raleigh takes action!"
Wade put Francis in the scope and began to adjust his breathing.
"Leave it to me and I'll blow his head off."
The soldiers who had broken into the safe house moved quickly and alertly. The first one pulled the latch on the smoke can, and the can of green smoke rolled deep into the hallway.
There were no lights on in the hallway, and the curtains were drawn. It was dark, so it was hard to see what was going on inside. The air was a little quiet, and I could only hear my own heartbeat, chaotic footsteps, and the sound of the rolling can of smoke.
Targets! Where are their targets?
The next moment, they heard the howling of the wind.
"Lang Fang Wind Fist!"
The fists swung at high speed moved the air, making a sound like howling wolves. Before the soldiers could see the enemy, they were hit by the fists and claws and torn apart.
One of the soldiers' pupils shrank, and dense diamond-shaped scales immediately proliferated under his skin, tearing his battle uniform. This was a superpower he was proud of.
The next moment, the palm of his hand penetrated directly into his chest, destroying the internal organs in the cavity, and then immediately pulled them out.
The person hit by the fist was shot to death without even a chance to scream. In the dimly lit corridor, only the sound of flesh and blood being torn apart by fists could be heard. The anesthetic they considered their trump card was blown far away by the wind of the fist and could not get close to Broly's body.