Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer Retirement

Chapter 54
The pickup truck drove near a wealthy area.

There are no ordinary rich people here, all gang leaders and related personnel live here.

The boss of Juárez's largest gang, the Fuentes Gang, Yares Fuentes lived in the red house at the end of the road.

There is a place of wealth that everyone yearns for, and it is also a terrifying den of evil.

Even if you are far away, you can see many gang members with guns and live ammunition patrolling back and forth.

But the young man didn't feel scared, because he saw with his own eyes that these usually arrogant and cruel gangsters were no different from bugs in front of Lu Mingfei and the others.

"How long?"

Lu Mingfei said into the headset.

"10 minutes."

The voice of the correspondent was switched back to the headset.

So they waited where they were.

While waiting, cars kept coming from behind and parked far away on the side of the road.

"What a coward."

The young man spat on the ground.

He is ashamed of his fellow man's actions.

Lu Mingfei didn't feel much. Fear is the most fundamental emotion of human beings. A qualified leader should guide their bravery instead of blindly accusing them of timidity.

That is why the Emperor forged the Space Marines, the banners of human courage.

Ten minutes later, a helicopter flew over their heads and stopped in a nearby clearing.

Lu Mingfei nodded, and the young man drove the pickup truck to the side of the helicopter.

"Lu Mingfei?"

A man with a clean face got off the helicopter.

"it's me."

He took out his student card and handed it over. The man swiped it on the terminal and the verification was successful.

"I'm Shemir, and I'm handing over the equipment to you under the order of the school board."

The man waved his hand, the hatch of the helicopter opened, and several strong men brought out four wooden boxes on a cart.

The first box was opened, and inside was a dark machine gun and something like a generator.

"M134 minigun machine gun customized, 12.7mm caliber 6000 rounds per minute, adjustable rate of fire, with generator and two 8000-round ammunition boxes."

Semir asked the strong man to lift the ammunition box and open it. Most of the bullets were as long as half a palm, and the warheads were painted with dangerous red paint.

Lu Mingfei mastered the usage after touching it twice, and was about to adjust the rate of fire when he hesitated again.

"What's the problem?"

Semir asked.

"No. I was just wondering if I should say a prayer."

He said.

prayer?

There was a perplexed expression on Xie Mier's resolute and gloomy face, and he had the impression that most Chinese people don't believe in religion, at least they don't believe in God.

After a brief hesitation, Lu Mingfei decided to pray.

He has never been able to understand the existence of machine souls, but it does not prevent him from respecting the work of technical sergeants.

Moreover, since the mighty power of the Emperor followed him, the Mechanic God Om Messiah who was the incarnation of the Emperor might also come.

"Immortal Om Messiah, hear our prayers."

"We are your children, many scholars on the road to machinery."

"Strike the bell once! Push the lever to activate the piston and pump."

"Toll the bell twice! Push the button and the engine fires, fires the turbo, and breathes life into it."

"Toll the bell three times! Sing in unison, praise the Om Messiah!"

After singing the binary hymn, Lu Mingfei adjusted the firing rate of the mini-cannon to 4000 rounds per minute.

To deal with gang members, such a rate of fire is completely sufficient.

Xie Mier watched the whole process from the side. His confused eyebrows were enough to kill a fly, but his extremely high quality prevented him from saying a word about it.

He opened the second box, which contained green bazookas.

"RPG-X portable rocket launcher, charged with 1200 grams of high-energy explosives, a total of 10 rounds."

Lu Mingfei showed a complicated expression, this thing easily reminded him of a plasma gun.

Although the plasma gun can fire continuously in theory, the extremely high failure rate will make its continuous fire infinitely close to 1 time.

What's even more frightening is that it has a very high chance of exploding.

His battle brothers in the same company were vaporized by plasma energy balls because of the plasma gun explosion.

Lu Mingfei recited the mechanical hymn more seriously to avoid RPG bombing.

Semir's face twitched, and he felt as if he was doing an arms deal with a cult.

After taking a deep breath, he opened the third wooden box, which contained a gun that looked like a revolver but with a barrel several times thicker.

"MAX special semi-automatic revolver grenade gun, loaded with 18 rounds, and comes with 60 anti-personnel rounds."

Immediately afterwards, Semir opened the fourth wooden box, which contained 30 packs of explosive bombs.

"Customized remote-controlled explosive bombs, one can blow up a three-story building."

Lu Mingfei nodded in satisfaction. He has heavy firepower at three distances, long and short, and none of them are mass-produced.

It is not easy even for the school board to mobilize such weapons in such a short period of time.

"The board of trustees hopes that you will accept their offer."

Semir said.

"I accepted the kindness this time, but I don't want a second time."

Lu Mingfei said lightly.

"I will reply to the school board with the exact words."

Xie Mier nodded, but did not leave immediately.

They also recover and destroy spent weapons and ammunition.

Lu Mingfei transported the weapons and ammunition to the pickup truck, and then drove into the wealthy area.

Most of the gang members along the way chose to flee when they saw the black machine gun on the car.

There are also those who are brave enough to try to stop them, but they are all rehabilitated.

It is worth noting that there are far fewer gang members on the road than expected, and the houses on either side appear to be empty.

Although it was a pity, Lu Mingfei still planted bombs in the houses along the way.

When they reached a distance of 100 meters from the red house, they immediately knew the reason why there was no one there.

Because all the people gathered in the red house, the surrounding walls were full of gang members with guns, and vehicles were piled up at the gate for defense.

A short man stood in the middle of a group of guards, with light reflecting off his shiny head.

Although I can't see his face clearly, it should be Juarez's evil king, Ares.

Ares looked at the pickup truck with a gloomy expression, and took an electric horn from the side as if planning to say something.

"us."

He just said a word, Lu Mingfei understood it, and responded with a bazooka.

This customized rocket launcher uses inertial measurement, fire control, and flight control equipment, and its accuracy is greatly improved compared to traditional rocket launchers.

At a distance of 100 meters, it is almost possible to achieve a hundred shots.

Two rockets loaded with 1200 grams of high-energy explosives flew out one after the other, one hit the gate, and the other hit the right wall.

A huge explosion resounded through the sky, and the gate made of steel twisted and deformed in an instant, and then exploded.

The cars used as shelters were also turned into scrap iron, and even the unfilled gasoline in the fuel tank was detonated.

And this was just the beginning, Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang threw away the bazooka on their shoulders and picked up another one.

Ten consecutive rockets were fired continuously, blasting the periphery of the red house into a white ground.

(End of this chapter)