Start in America, and receive three assassins every day.

"What's going on? Did something hit our tank?" the crew member in charge of loading shells asked in confusion.

The other person remained calm. "Ignore it; it's probably just rocks falling. Keep advancing. The enemy's firepower is intense; we must eliminate as many heavily armed areas as possible. This is an order personally given by Mr. Yuris!"

However, what they didn't know was that...

What hit the tank wasn't rocks or helicopter wreckage, but living, breathing people!

The marksman stood steadily near the tank's hatch. With his keen hearing and sharp eyesight, he overheard the conversation inside and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

The gunner then slowly bent down, placed his hands on the edge of the hatch, and suddenly exerted force, "Crack!" The sound of metal bending was heard.

The hatch, which was originally able to withstand artillery fire, had now been forcibly opened by the gunner, and the three people inside the tank were looking on in shock.

Their hearts were filled with even greater turmoil.

"This... how is this possible!" one person couldn't help but exclaim. The hatch was thick enough to withstand enormous pressure. Unless it was opened from the inside or with a special key, it was impossible to open it by any other means, unless a high-powered armor-piercing round was used.

They'd never seen anyone forcefully pry it open before!

"Get out here!" The gun was pointed at the three men, and the officer coldly ordered.

Seeing this, the three dared not resist in the slightest and obediently walked out of the hatch and onto the ground.

Seeing this, the gunner did not hesitate to fire and take out the three men one by one. As for why he did not fire at the beginning, he was afraid of dirtying the environment inside the tank.

Tread!

A figure appeared beside Sagittarius; it was Scorpio. The two of them easily slipped through the canopy and into the cabin.

The marksman went straight to the driver's seat and sat down. With both hands on the controls, the behemoth began to move again, while Scorpion played a supporting role on the side.

After a while, a position appeared ahead, where Yuris and Green's men were engaged in fierce fighting.

"Scorpion, reload," the archer said.

Upon hearing this, Scorpio quickly picked up a high-explosive HE grenade and loaded it.

Seeing this, the shooter ruthlessly pulled the fire button.

boom--!

From the tank's massive cannon, an HK high-explosive shell flew out and landed precisely on the position in front, followed by a huge explosion and shockwave!

In an instant, both Yuris's and Green's men were engulfed by the artillery fire. Those who were close by died instantly, and even those who were farther away had their internal organs shattered by the shockwave!

That wasn't all. The gunner continued to control the tank forward, the cannon began to rotate, aiming in other directions, and several more shells flew out!

Boom! Boom!

For a time, both sides were in dire straits, fleeing in disarray. They wanted to know whose tank it was, that it would be so ruthless to its own people.

Fortunately, another tank was approaching on the road not far away, which prevented the two shooters from continuing their attack and instead focused on taking care of the tank first.

The marksman drove the tank backward, while Scorpion observed the enemy's every move, and the direction of the cannon muzzle in the control room began to change.

Next, load the M829A1 armor-piercing rounds.

Once loaded, the gunner pressed the switch and fired suddenly. The shell struck the enemy tank, kicking up a cloud of black smoke and dust.

The shooter's heart raced. Sensing the impending danger, the Spider-Sense quickly steered the tank a short distance to the right.

boom!

The next second, the enemy also fired a shell from its cannon, which flew past the shoulder of the tank being driven by the gunner.

The shell landed in a nearby area.

boom!

The loud explosions and shockwaves continued to emanate, attempting to disrupt the shooters' condition. However, for the suicide squad members, these external factors were like tickling to them, unless they were hit by artillery shells.

The observer inside the opposing tank, witnessing this, gaped, his eyes practically popping out of their sockets. "Fuck! The enemy reacted in time, dodging our attack! Keep going, fire another shot! We have to be faster than them!"

Listening to the observer's report, the loader got busy, anxiously loading the shells, but this would take at least half a minute to a minute.

Scorpio, however, completed the loading in less than a few seconds.

boom!

Another shell struck the tank that was already under attack. The tank, which was already teetering on the brink of collapse, had its tracks completely disabled by this hit, and a section of the thick steel plate at the front was dented.

The tank has been completely rendered inoperable!

The operator in the driver's seat was so suddenly squeezed that he was unable to move and let out a few screams.

The marksman drove his own tank slowly past the enemy tank.

Scorpion leaped out from the hatch, landed on top of the tank, pried open the hatch with his bare hands, and threw the grenade he was holding into the tank.

He then quickly leaped back into the tank's control room.

boom!

The tank shook violently, and the facilities inside were almost completely destroyed in the explosion!

The archer and the scorpion then continued to advance in their tanks.

the other side.

Eagle led his men into action, catching them off guard. Both sides were already struggling from their fighting.

They encountered a team like the Eagles, full of energy and well-coordinated.

Yuris and Green's men could only retreat in defeat.

The Black Hawk helicopters continued to circle overhead and shot down another armed helicopter. Having lost their air superiority, these people were in an even more difficult situation.

Seeing that something was wrong, some people quickly got into their cars and tried to escape.

However, the mercenary group that had been waiting at the three intersections opened fire and eliminated the fleeing guys.

Raffi glanced at the time on his watch, his face showing surprise. "It's only been less than half an hour, and they've already started to escape. Are there very few people inside?"

"Commander, two armed helicopters and several armored vehicles are heading this way. Should we intercept them? Their firepower looks quite heavy." The observer's voice came through the walkie-talkie.

After hearing this, Raffi frowned.

"Stop them. After all, we've taken the money. If we let these people escape, how will our Vodka Mercenary Group survive?" Raffi ordered.

"receive!"

Raffi continued, "Wait until they get close before firing, and also notify Black Wolf to come and provide backup. We can't handle that kind of firepower."

The order was quickly passed down, and everyone was ready.

Meanwhile, inside an armed helicopter overhead, a white man with a grim expression cursed, "Damn it! What is Green doing? Why are our own tanks attacking our own, causing us such heavy losses!"

"We're not taking this mission anymore, let's get out of here!"

"Captain, there seems to be an ambush ahead," someone suddenly warned from beside him.