Korean TV series: King of Peninsula 1997

Chapter 438 Chaos Manor
"Permission to shoot!"

The air on the rooftop was tense and tense. The guards, who were paid a huge sum of money by Jeon Yao-hwan, had beast-like cruelty in their fierce eyes.

The rooftop of Suriname Manor was a place of joy and laughter just an hour ago, but now it has become a place of tension.

The hideous faces of these black men hired by Jeon Yo-hwan looked distorted and terrifying in the sunlight. Kang In-gu hid beside Kim Hee-won and picked up a gun on the ground to prevent them from besieging the helpless Kim Hee-won.

When the two sides were in a stalemate, a sniper in the distance fired a bullet accurately, and one of the drug dealers fell to the ground instantly. Blood spurted out from the wound on the back of his head like a blooming red rose, and his body immediately fell limply to the ground.

The rooftop immediately fell into chaos, and even Kim Hee-won, who was holding Jeon Yo-hwan hostage, was caught off guard.

The sound of the gunshot pierced the air and also distracted Jin Xiyuan a little.

Jeon Yo-hwan seized this opportunity and did not throw the gun in his hand on the ground. Since Kim Hee-won was behind him, he simply put the gun back and fired a shot, hitting Kim Hee-won's thigh.

Kim Hee-won pushed Jeon Yo-hwan to the ground with a sudden push, and rolled over and over to avoid the bullets that Jeon Yo-hwan kept shooting at him.

Because they wanted to capture Jeon Yo-hwan alive, the sniper had no way to interfere with Jeon Yo-hwan's shooting.

The sniper in the distance could only act like a hunter, accurately shooting and killing several of his guards.

With every gunshot, the drug dealers fled in all directions with roars.

Kim Hee-won was shot in the thigh and rolled several times to hide behind the table where he had just drunk lemonade. The pain from the gunshot distorted his expression and his heavy breathing sounded along with the gunshots around him.

Jin Xiyuan leaned against the wall, breathing rapidly, sweat from his forehead dripping onto the gray ground, mixing with the blood on his thigh.

His eyes were determined and he remained calm despite the critical situation. They had to find a chance to break out.

Jeon Yo-hwan's pistol ran out of bullets and he pulled the trigger several times without success.

"Shit!" Jeon Yo-hwan threw down his pistol.

"Pastor!" Glass came over and pulled him up from the ground, "We should go!"

"Let go!" Jeon Yo-hwan angrily looked at the place where Kim Hee-won and Kang In-gu were hiding, "Shit!"

He has somewhat lost his mind.

The sniper's shooting was like a signal, and the blue target mercenaries outside the manor launched a fierce attack from the northwest side.

Their actions were swift and decisive, targeting the vital points of the manor.

The mercenaries moved quickly in the dust, and bullets rained down on the armed men in the manor. The believers in white clothes in the manor were shot and killed as soon as they met, but there were too many of them.
The believers hid behind various bunkers in the manor. They were no match for the mercenaries. It could even be said that there were corpses everywhere and rivers of blood.

But the large number of believers guarding the door hardly felt any fear. Even though their defense line quickly collapsed under the impact of the mercenaries, they did not lose their fighting spirit. They simply abandoned their frontline positions and continued to retreat.

After the gate was breached, the black opponent held a gun and waved his hands vigorously, "gogogo!"

Every time they passed a front line, they would immediately replace the bullets and check the condition of the wounded.

The manor was in chaos.

On the rooftop, Glass tried hard to pull Jeon Yo-hwan, but Jeon Yo-hwan was so angry that he had lost his mind. He touched the pistol on Glass's waist and turned to shoot at Kang In-gu and Kim Hee-won.

In the chaos, Jin Xiyuan suddenly fired a shot in this direction, hitting Glass's shoulder.

He covered his shoulder, his eyes began to bloodshot, and pushed Jeon Yo-hwan to his men, "Protect the pastor! Take him away!"

He stayed behind a pillar, and the stone pillar barely blocked his strong body.

Jiang Renjiu looked around for a long time and found that no one paid attention to him. He gritted his teeth and didn't want Jeon Yaohuan to escape no matter what, otherwise his whole family would not be able to rest easy.

He held his pistol in his hand and walked quickly along another path, trying to catch up.

Seeing Jeon Yo-hwan and the others running away, Kim Hee-won fired several shots but failed to hit them. His pistol was out of bullets, so he gritted his teeth and threw the pistol away, not caring about the bleeding wound on his leg, and limped after them.

As he passed by a corpse, he reached into the corpse's pistol bag, pulled out a gun, and walked while holding it tightly.

However, Glass suddenly rushed out from behind the pillar and knocked Kim Hee-won's pistol away.

The two men began to fight in the porch, which was also the place chosen by Gras deliberately because the sniper could not see it.

The black man Glass had bloodshot eyes, his muscles were like iron, and every movement he made was filled with amazing power.

Every time Glass swung his punch, there was even the sound of wind.

Jin Xiyuan had a slender figure, but his movements were extremely agile. The knife in his hand flashed with a cold light, and every time he swung it, it was accompanied by a sharp sound of wind. Although it scratched Glass, it did not cause any substantial impact on Glass.

Jin Xiyuan rolled over and took advantage of the black man's unpreparedness to slash his arm with a knife. Blood dripped out instantly.

Glass seemed not to feel any pain. He roared, grabbed Jin Xiyuan's shoulders and shook him hard.

Jin Xiyuan's body was thrown out like a rag doll, hitting an old wooden table next to him with a dull sound. The table cracked and the porcelain fragments on it flew. One of the vases drew an arc in the air and broke with a bang. Jin Xiyuan covered the place where he fell and was dizzy.

Although he felt dizzy, Kim Hee-won's body shook immediately afterwards, and his instinct for survival made him struggle to get up from the debris.

Glass pressed forward step by step, like a mountain pressing down on one's head, grabbed Jin Xiyuan's throat and whipped his head again and again.

At the critical moment of life and death, Jin Xiyuan relied on his extraordinary willpower and kicked Glass's leg hard when he was off guard, forcing Glass to take two steps back.

After finally getting away, Glass rushed up again, grabbed Jin Xiyuan's neck with his big hands again, and even lifted him up and put him on the stone pillar.

With his face flushed and about to suffocate, Jin Xiyuan said, "Glass, stop it. We will catch the priest!"

"Mortals cannot harm priests. Traitors like you must die!"

Jin Xiyuan was speechless for a second. The big black man in front of him was physically in a mess, but his brain was not working very well. He was another guy who was brainwashed by a pastor.

He seized the opportunity, and while he was being lifted up, he wrapped his legs around Glass's neck, and the two men struggled and fell to the ground.

Glass pinched Kim Hee-won's neck hard, and Kim Hee-won locked Glass's neck with his legs.

While struggling, Jin Xiyuan touched the broken pieces of the vase on the ground. The sharp fragments even cut his hand.

Jin Xiyuan grabbed the fragment and stabbed it into Glass's neck.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he felt Glass's stranglehold on his neck becoming less and less forceful, and struggled weakly to free himself from Glass's heavy body.

After Glass was killed, Choi Chang-ho and the bearded man followed the mercenaries and rushed up. He was relieved to see that Kim Hee-won was not dead.

A message came from the intercom, "A convoy broke through the east gate and fled to the rear."

Cui Changhao switched the channel to Kinmen.

"Minister Cha," he called out to Cha Ki-seong and his men guarding the southeast side, "Jeon Yo-hwan has fled to the east. Please lead the team to chase him. Make sure he's alive. He must be alive!"

"Got it," Che Qicheng said indifferently as he sat in the jeep and put away the intercom, even though the conversation inside was going on at full steam.
They followed Li Zicheng's instructions and hardly intervened. Only those believers who were not smart enough to rush over were shot and killed by them.

Anyway, from the beginning of the mission plan, they were asked to guard the southeast side.

But now that the employer has made the request, they still have to fulfill their obligations.

Che Qicheng pulled up his mask, and his face was completely invisible because of the helmet. "Catch up with the convoy just now."

Their convoy had just set off. Choi Chang-ho had someone help Kim Hee-won down the stairs when they heard sharp noises and roars.

The bearded man from the Drug Enforcement Administration had personally experienced war. He stared with his eyes wide open, and suddenly roared in despair, "Get down!"

The sun was high in the sky, the heat was still blazing, and the afternoon in Suriname was still scorching hot.
The capture of Quan Yaohuan's manor did not mean the arrival of peace.

Delano, who colluded with Jeon Yo-hwan, decided not to leave any future troubles. Under his cold command, the roar of fighter jets rang out in the sky.

Sharp machine gun fire swept past, bullets tearing through the air and shattering the tranquility of the manor.

Immediately afterwards, the tank tracks rolled over the soil, making a dull sound, and the mobile steel fortress arrived outside the manor, treating this land as a new battlefield.

In the sky, fighter jets roared past, leaving behind screams of terror.

Bombs fell from the sky, and the flames from the explosions dyed the sky blood red.

Amid the rising dust, tank tracks began to roll over the garden paths, ruthlessly destroying all life.

The flowers and trees unique to Suriname in the manor were once prosperous. Now they can only sway and break in the wailing.

The once luxurious mansion is now nothing but scorched earth and rubble.

The sounds of running, shouting for help, and the crying of believers who were locked up and not yet completely brainwashed could be heard in the manor.

Explosions rang out one after another, and shells roared through buildings, taking lives mercilessly and without stopping.

Blood and debris began to mix, dyeing the land red, and for a moment despair enveloped the entire manor.

"He's crazy!" The bearded man wanted to use a walkie-talkie or a cell phone, but due to the strong interference from some unknown source, they were unable to contact the outside world at all.

The mercenaries of Blue Target easily dealt with the militants, but facing the frenzy of bombing, their individual combat effectiveness seemed pathetic, and the number of casualties was unprecedented since their establishment.

They could only hide behind the ruins and wait for the army's artillery fire to subside, so that they could find a glimmer of hope for survival.

Smoke billowed, flames shot up into the sky, the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder, and even the smell of blood could no longer be smelled.

(End of this chapter)