Taxes are only within machine gun range!

Chapter 53 What era are we living in? Who's going to fight you with a gun?

As Milton pulled out, the two behind him pulled out almost simultaneously, and the three of them instantly controlled the field of vision within their respective choke points.

The rifles in the hands of the three men spat fire.

The patrol group, clustered together, was too conspicuous. Drunk and careless, they were all shot down by Milton in a single encounter.

The checkpoint sentries and patrols were dealt with so easily, without even a second being gained!

Flora ran almost without pausing, rushing to the front of the group, smashing the glass in the room, and together with "Poison," throwing two M67 defensive grenades inside.

Defensive grenades have a huge damage radius; an explosion indoors is enough to eliminate, or at least severely injure, all enemies in the room.

Two loud bangs followed Milton as he rushed into the dormitory following the "poison".

Within sight, an inspector was writhing in agony beside a water dispenser—a colleague Milton knew.

Boom boom boom!
With one shot to the head and two to the chest, Milton mercilessly killed his colleague and then reported over the walkie-talkie, "'Tax collector' is safe."

"The wine bottle is safe."

"'Poison' is safe."

Milton took a step forward, went to the scout position, leaned against the strongman side of the next room, and kicked open the door.

Almost simultaneously, out of the corner of his eye, Milton saw the M203 grenade launcher under Flora's M4A1 fire, and a high-explosive grenade grazed past his eyes and entered the room.

boom!
Before the echoes of the explosion had even faded, Milton stepped into a dangerous position and fired, accurately killing two prosecutors who had just woken up, their eyes still blurry, and who hadn't yet realized what was happening.

Blood splatters!

To be honest, Milton's marksmanship is at best excellent, but far from top-tier.

However, his advanced tactical thinking meant that he never needed to engage in direct gunfights with the enemy.

However, I'll need to find a way to improve my marksmanship when I get back, because unexpected situations can always arise...

The sounds of M4A1 and M16 gunfire could be heard in my ears.

All four people in the room were killed, and their blood stained all the beds.

"Cleanup complete. There is only one room and one toilet left in this dormitory."

As she spoke, Flora had already reached the door of the last room and reached out to open it.

Milton and "Poison" didn't even need to communicate with hand gestures; they threw a grenade inside almost simultaneously.

boom!
Flora practically cut into the last room amidst the smoke and fumes of the grenade explosion.

The only enemy in the room had been blown to pieces in the explosion, and there was no intact body to be found.

The last three people followed the same method and confirmed that the toilet was safe.

The first advantageous cover has been successfully captured!
The whole process took less than 20 seconds!
It wasn't until such a crucial stronghold was captured that the checkpoint staff finally realized they were under attack.

Milton didn't let his guard down for a second. He turned and rushed to the window, yelling, "Immediately take up advantageous firing positions, maintain suppression, and don't let the enemy organize a counterattack!"

Now that the enemy doesn't know how many people we have, or the extent of our casualties, and their command is offline and they're in complete chaos, we should take advantage of the situation and crush them in one fell swoop.

At that moment, several lights appeared in front of Milton, and then he saw several figures running away in all directions, not even having time to put on their shoes and trousers. Two of them even ran towards the direction of his gun.

They didn't even know where Milton was!

They even turned on the lights while they were running away!
Milton immediately raised his gun and fired, killing the two idiots.

"Anvil's" voice came through the walkie-talkie: "'Tax collector,' I think you can go forward and take the cover ahead. They've turned on their lights, I can see it clearly, everyone's run away!" The enemy had just handed over such an important cover so directly!
The opportunity was fleeting. Milton was amazed by the enemy's foolishness. He didn't slow down at all and immediately jumped out of the window to seize the vacated housing area.

"There's a gap in their defenses! 'Bottle' push it up!"

"Enemy is fleeing! Watch out for the flanks!"

"There might still be people inside, throw grenades first!"

Meanwhile, the sniper position continued to reap lives with each shot—after taking down two sentries and sniping several inspectors, the location of the "anvil" had not yet been exposed!
If you're facing a stronger opponent, you have to move to a different spot after firing one shot.

Milton quickly secured the next housing area and, together with his two teammates, solidified the defensive line.

In just 40 seconds, the entire defense line of the checkpoint was almost breached!

The only remaining obstacle blocking the way was a small bunker consisting of the stationmaster's office, a shared restroom, a storage room, and other small rooms.

The large warehouse that follows can be seen to the end at a glance, with no blind spots. It is an absolutely disadvantageous cover and not worth worrying about.

Once past the warehouse, Milton will be able to steal the truck.

Nearly a minute passed before the checkpoint staff finally came to their senses and began to organize sporadic counterattacks.

Someone fired a UZI at Milton and his group in the general direction, but such shooting was obviously ineffective and only revealed their position.

Milton pressed himself against the wall, and the instant the enemy's gunfire ceased, he peeked in the direction from which the gunfire had just come—and in his field of vision, an inspector brazenly exposed his entire body outside the cover to load his weapon!
The red dot sight is less reliant on a straight line, allowing Milton to lock onto the enemy instantly and fire.

The fierce sound of the 81-bar rang out, and the target fell to the ground, motionless.

It's unclear whether he's completely dead, but Milton won't keep his position exposed. After firing, he immediately retreated into cover and quickly moved towards another window where he could shoot.

This is the advantage of being in good cover and having a good firing position!
Milton moved nimbly within the cover, peeking out unexpectedly to fire upon hearing gunfire. Bullets accurately took the lives of his enemies before he retreated like a ghost and moved on.

The enemy's exposed position was too large, and the three-person squad had high-precision sights, so almost every shot could take a life.

After taking down three more gunmen, Milton had no living enemies left in his field of vision.

Enemies who only fired randomly in the general direction of the gunfire had never seen this kind of fighting style before. They only felt that bullets were flying from all directions, and their counterattacks had no effect other than revealing their positions!

The checkpoint had painstakingly organized a counterattack team of nearly 10 people, but they were all shot dead in about 30 seconds.

Milton wiped his face: "Clearance complete. 'Anvil' reports: Are there any remaining enemies? Can we continue advancing?"

"Haven't looked at it yet..."

The sound of the anvil paused, then suddenly a sharp shout rang out: "Wait! Lie down! Everyone lie down now!"

Milton didn't hesitate at all and immediately lay down on the ground.

A familiar gunshot rang in my ears.

FN FAL!

The checkpoint deployed heavy firepower in an attempt to suppress the three men!
Flora also lay down on the ground and shouted, "After he finishes firing, the three of us will drag him out together..."

"No way!" "Iron Anvil" rejected the plan. "The enemy has a makeshift machine gun position with three men. They can maintain continuous fire suppression. I tried sniping... Oh no, they spotted me!"

Nonsense! With so many sniper shots, it would be strange if he wasn't spotted!
Even if it had a silencer, it's a miracle that it was only discovered now.

The enemy is weak, but they're not entirely French fries.

Hearing the frantic gunfire, Milton roared, "Don't engage in gunfire! We have artillery! The enemy is very concentrated, shell them directly! Bombard their positions with mortars!"

(End of this chapter)