Soldiers' Assault: Veteran Special Agents and New Recruits

Chapter 440 A Fortune Worth 3 Million

The .50 caliber heavy machine gun bullet is arguably the pinnacle of bullet technology; it can easily penetrate a 24mm brick wall and tear apart any vehicle body.

Even armored vehicles are no match for them!

The concrete railing of the rooftop, more than 500 meters away, was as fragile as paper in front of him.

"Bang bang bang..."

The sound came before the pistol.

The supersonic 14.5mm penetrating bullet swept in like a metal storm, beginning his show time.

The railing was easily pierced and then shattered by bullets from behind, sending brick and stone fragments flying everywhere and covering the entire large rooftop.

The dust it stirred up, like a smoke bomb, quickly spread across the entire rooftop.

"Damn, they've even brought the twin anti-aircraft machine guns. They really have all of them. These are like meat-shredding machines; even a god would be brought down. Luckily, I got out of there quickly."

Jackie Chan, who was already heading towards the back of the rooftop, was truly chilled to the bone by what he saw.

Ignoring the painful impact of the falling bricks and stones, he grabbed the climbing rope that was already tied to one end and started running like crazy.

Bullets followed closely behind, leaving behind a series of exaggerated holes.

Although this "land warfare artifact" with explosive destructive power, capable of easily tearing apart armored vehicles, appeared in the original storyline, Jackie Chan never expected it.

The Red Turban Army would be so ruthless as to use it against his sniper rifle.

This is definitely using a sledgehammer to crack a nut!

Instead of using it to attack government army positions, to tear open the government army's positions in front of them, and to allow the Red Turban Army to advance unimpeded under the cover of fire.

This is something that could only be done if someone's hatred level was off the charts.

"Bang bang bang..."

Bullets roared, and debris flew everywhere.

The tungsten-core armor-piercing projectile was unstoppable, sweeping from right to left and creating a row of large, clear holes in the guardrail, relentlessly pursuing Jackie Chan.

At this critical juncture, if Jackie Chan, who was speeding at high speed, were to stop for even half a second...

A 14.8mm bullet that comes through a wall can easily sever Jackie Chan's legs, tear his chest and abdomen apart, and then sweep him into chunks of flesh.

In the classic action movie "First Blood", Rambo used an M60 general-purpose machine gun to cut enemies in half at the waist.

This Chinese-made 14.5mm high-powered machine gun has at least several times the firepower.

no doubt.

They absolutely have the ability to smash a person to pieces.

Jackie Chan, who came from the Chinese military, is extremely familiar with this Chinese weapon.

With dual-barrel operation, firing twenty shots per second, it's absolutely devastating.

If you want to live, there's only one way—

run!

Run faster!

Run faster!

Driven by this single thought, Jackie Chan's muscles tensed to the point of bursting, his heart rate exceeded 200 beats per minute, and his blood surged and boiled throughout his body.

The threat of death was less than a meter behind him. As Jackie Chan ran, he could almost feel the shockwave and heat from the supersonic bullet.

At this moment, the Red Turban Army soldiers who came up from the stairwell heard such a loud commotion outside and guessed that their own people were launching an attack.

They all stopped in their tracks, their faces beaming with joy.

In their imagination, such a high-intensity attack would blast Jackie Chan, let alone a single person, or even a truck, into pieces.

But will Jackie Chan really do as they wish?

Obviously not!

Jackie Chan's explosive sprint speed is astonishing, comparable to that of national-level sprinters. He covers a distance of over twenty meters in just over two seconds.

When there were more than three meters left to the fence.

Jackie Chan showed no signs of slowing down. Instead, he used the momentum of his forward momentum to leap into the air, flying more than three meters away before crashing through the wall.

At first glance.

It was like a leap of faith, like jumping off a building to commit suicide.

In fact, Jackie Chan's movements were precisely calculated, combining each step into a complete process, allowing him to operate freely.

"Sizzle~"

Jackie Chan, who had just jumped out, began to perform detailed maneuvers.

He pulled out the rope end that had already been tied with a slipknot, swung it forward in mid-air, and precisely encircled the side of the dome, the arm of an angel sculpture.

Then he grabbed the rappelling carabiner on the rope and hooked it onto the safety belt that had been pre-attached around his waist.

"Whoosh~"

The timing was perfect.

The instant the buckle snapped shut, the entire climbing rope was stretched into a straight line by Jackie Chan's weight and connected to the arm of the angel sculpture.

To prevent his weight of over 200 pounds from breaking the rope due to the impact when it was taut.

Jackie Chan did not lock the rappelling harness completely, but left some room for maneuver, allowing the rope to release tension and cushion the impact after it taut.

"hiss--"

As the descent locks slowed down, Jackie Chan's speed dropped drastically as he plummeted downwards.

"Phew, we almost capsized in the gutter."

Jackie Chan, hanging diagonally outside the wall, looked at the row of holes that had suddenly appeared on the railing above, and the bricks and stones falling down with a clatter, and couldn't help but feel a lingering fear.

"The time is almost right; it's time to set off and open up the passage."

A hint of excitement flashed in Jackie Chan's eyes. He turned his gaze back to the West Gate, adjusted the speed of his descent, and simultaneously used his feet, which were planted on the wall, to propel himself outwards.

"Slap, slap, slap..."

The whole process was like a rabbit hopping vertically, jumping and falling along the wall, constantly descending in height.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, Jackie Chan quickly unfastened his rappelling gear, which had already served its purpose, and simultaneously reached behind him with both hands to switch to holding his gun.

Then he knelt down, took off his backpack, and took out modular rifle supplies.

In less than 20 seconds, he successfully switched the SABR rifle back to assault rifle mode, transforming from a sniper into an assault soldier.

I put away the sniper rifle conversion accessories for later use and put the tactical backpack back on.

He then adopted a "combat leap" stance with his arms outstretched and slightly bent, and quickly ran into the street on the left, carrying an assault rifle, heading towards the West Gate.

Jackie Chan's purpose in going there was to completely defeat the Red Turban Army.

To allow the stranded embassy convoy to leave as soon as possible.

With the Red Turban Army's support arriving so quickly, Jackie Chan was able to make a sufficient judgment: the government forces definitely couldn't hold the Hamil Hotel stronghold.

I managed to recover some health with my help just now, but that's not a long-term solution.

Once Jackie Chan leaves this place, the Red Turban Army's reinforcements have arrived, while government army reinforcements are nowhere in sight, and this stronghold will soon be captured.

Even if Jackie Chan is still helping out here, it's because he's lost the path to becoming a genius.

There was no way to reverse the situation; the outcome was almost predetermined.

therefore.

The sooner you leave, the better.

In order to destroy the Red Turban Army on the west side as quickly as possible, Jackie Chan decided to abandon long-range positional warfare against the Red Turban Army and instead adopt the most dangerous but also most effective close-range raid.

Street fighting is also one of Jackie Chan's specialties; he knows how to use the terrain to his advantage.

The location where Jackie Chan came down was right behind two rows of street shops, not facing the street, and in the middle was a narrow alley less than two meters wide.

This is a location carefully chosen by Jackie Chan.

Both sides were focused on the middle of the street. Jackie Chan moved quickly forward and soon arrived at the point of engagement.

The deafening gunshots and explosions would terrify ordinary people, but Jackie Chan seemed oblivious to them.

On the left are shops on the street, and Jackie Chan ran into the large jewelry store on the left.

There are people inside.

And the commotion was quite significant.

Jackie Chan approached and listened carefully to pinpoint the location of the sound; he already knew exactly where it was.

There's no need for any battle plan; everything is in Jackie Chan's mind, in every cell of his body, and in every muscle fiber.

Carefully climb over the window of the back cubicle, avoiding the broken glass on the floor, and observe outside through the half-open cubicle door.

There were two dead bodies on the floor of the lobby, both shot. One was a white man in a beige casual suit, and he was dead next to a safe. He looked like the owner of the place.

The other was a Black woman in a black uniform, who was likely an employee of the store.

Besides.

There were also three Red Turban Army soldiers, all armed with automatic rifles, their faces flushed with excitement.

Two of them carried heavy canvas bags, smashing and picking up items along the counter, including finished necklaces, rings, earrings, and bracelets, as well as unfinished gemstones and diamonds, all of which were put into the canvas bags.

The remaining one was a Red Turban Army officer, with a large cigar in his mouth, shouting and giving orders from the side.

Through the blown-open iron gate, Jackie Chan, relying on his experience and reasoning ability, was basically able to figure out what had happened there.

It's highly likely that the jewelry store owner, accompanied by bodyguards, didn't have time to evacuate and chose to hold out by staying at the jewelry store.

Considering that the jewelry store itself had taken explosion-proof measures, plus a thick iron door, and that the two bodyguards were highly skilled individuals hired at great expense.

Since I am a foreigner, I don't have much conflict with the locals.

Whether Kandal is controlled by the government forces or occupied by the Red Army, we can still bleed a little and spend money to buy peace.

Unfortunately, the Red Turban Army was far too greedy.

He doesn't just want you to bleed a little; he wants everything in this jewelry store.

So they used artillery shells or explosives to blast open the heavy iron gate of the jewelry store, rushed in, and killed the bodyguards and the owner.

There is no room for pity or tolerance towards these greedy and bloodthirsty Red Turban Army thugs.

Just kill them all and that's it!

"The three people have their weapons on their backs, and their attention is focused on the jewelry. It takes at least 2 seconds to enter combat mode, but one second is enough to take them all down."

The battle plan was automatically generated in his mind, and Jackie Chan chose to strike decisively.

To avoid alerting other Red Turban Army members, silent combat was the most basic standard. Even with his violent nature, Jackie Chan was as gentle as a scholar.

He held the gun in his right hand with the buttstock wedged into the armpit, and gripped the doorknob with his left hand.

The moment the left hand pressed down to open the door, the gun barrel slipped through the crack in the door, and as soon as the eyes saw the person, the crosshairs locked onto them.

"Chirp chirp chirp!"

Professional and standard close-range rapid fire, three shots per second is no problem.

"Splash, splash, splash!"

Before they could react, the three Red Turban soldiers were shot in the head almost simultaneously. Staring in astonishment, they collapsed to the ground one after another.

Halfway through the robbery, a Cheng Yaojin will suddenly appear, and a super-plus Cheng Yaojin at that.

The three Red Turban Army soldiers did not die unjustly.

"Sizzle... Crack, crack..."

After successfully taking down three Red Turban soldiers, Jackie Chan stepped through the broken glass on the ground and went inside. He then raised his hand and fired three more shots, hitting the three rebels in the head.

After finishing off the Red Turban Army soldier and confirming that he was dead, Jackie Chan first went to the Red Turban Army commander's body to "loot his bag".

This is the basic combat procedure for special operations: searching the target's person and their belongings to find valuable intelligence and items, laying the groundwork for the next operation.

Unfortunately, this guy is most likely just a minor character and has nothing of value on him.

He pulled out a very exquisite, seemingly valuable black wooden box.

"A Gaussbar Lancer, a top-of-the-line one that costs several hundred dollars. You know how to enjoy life, huh? I bet you robbed some rich but unlucky guy again."

Jackie Chan smiled and threw the box away.

In the world of smokers and the upper class, this pack of cigarettes is an extremely sought-after commodity; those who are not of high social standing cannot afford to smoke it.

But in Jackie Chan's eyes, who neither smokes nor cares about money, there's no difference between a top-quality cigar and a leaf on the ground.

"Both bags are so heavy, they can't all be..."

Then Jackie Chan looked at the bags on the ground. They were two canvas bags, about the size of a 10-kilogram premium rice bag in China, and each bag was about half full.

Given the weight and the current situation, Jackie Chan guessed that it must have been gold and diamonds that were stolen.

Africa is rich in these kinds of high-value minerals, and this is a jewelry store that was also robbed—all these factors combined make this a perfect combination.

But demolition is demolition.

I still need to open it and take a look.

Swish!

The first bag was opened, revealing a dazzling display of gold and vibrant colors.

Swish!

The second bag was opened...

"Sizzle~"

Diamonds, cat's eye stones, gold, gemstones, platinum and other precious metals are used to create a wide variety of bracelets, rings, earrings, necklaces and more.

Even if they're piled up like trash, they're still dazzling and eye-catching amidst all the vibrant colors.

With so many valuable items piled together, Jackie Chan counted at least twenty pounds, which would definitely be worth a fortune if converted into money.

If we just leave it on the ground, it will definitely be taken by other Red Turban Army soldiers. It's such a waste.

Taking them away isn't very realistic!

As an active-duty special forces soldier, firstly, it is not allowed by discipline, and secondly, there are important missions to be completed, so it is completely impossible due to the circumstances.

Taking it or not taking it, it's truly a dilemma.

After thinking for a moment, Jackie Chan had an idea.

When I came here before, I saw an abandoned well, which is a deep well that is quite common in Africa. It was just right to use it to deal with these things.

Since they couldn't take it with them and didn't want to give it to the Red Turban Army, they decided to bury it somewhere.

Nobody gets to have it!

With two grenades he'd taken from the rebels and two bags of gold, silver, and jewelry, Jackie Chan quickly ran back to the abandoned well.

He pried open a 200-pound cement slab with his bare hands, threw down two bags of gold and silver jewelry, and then threw down two hand grenades.

"Boom, boom."

Two explosions were heard.

Smoke and dust billowed out, and the faint sound of dust falling into the air could be heard, which was exactly what Jackie Chan wanted to achieve by blowing the place up.

Finally, the cement slab was put back on, and the jewelry, worth tens or even hundreds of millions, was buried deep in the well.

(End of this chapter)