World nuclear peace starts with the creation of an umbrella company

Its first debut was to destroy the Freemasonry headquarters.

But you need to scout the location in advance and collect relevant data.

Such a task fell on Task Force 141.

Captain Qian Price personally led the team and brought Ghost and others to the Alps to carry out the mission.

……

inside the car.

Farah came forward and said, "Captain, don't ask me to go on this kind of outing next time. It's too boring."

Before Price could speak.

Koenig, who was next to Farah, rolled his eyes and said, "Hey, girl! Do you like gunfire so much?"

“Isn’t it great to travel and sightsee at public expense?!”

Hear this.

Farah turned her head and glared at Koenig, then retorted, "What a joke! For a warrior born for battle, only killing enemies on the battlefield can bring him glory."

"You're...too belligerent. Sometimes I really suspect your parents gave birth to you with the wrong gender." Koenig said helplessly.

Farah didn't reply, but just gave him an international hand gesture.

At this time, Price smiled and said, "Fara, Koenig is right. It's good to relax on a government-funded trip."

"If you're in a state of combat all day, your body won't be able to handle it."

"What's more, this mission is not as simple as imagined."

"Is it difficult?" Farah spread her hands and said.

She understood what the two meant, but she was a pure warrior.

Middle Eastern people are naturally warlike.

This is an instinct engraved in our genes and cannot be changed.

"The Freemasons are not fools waiting for you to mark them, otherwise they would have been targeted and hit by missiles long ago," said Price.

"Captain, what do you mean..." Farah's eyes lit up, and she looked ready to make a move.

at this time.

The ghost in the co-pilot seat suddenly said, "There will be a battle next, possibly with the enemy's genetic warriors."

"Ha, that's great."

Farah was very excited when she heard this, her eyes full of belligerence.

Price smiled, shook his head, and continued driving.

After a rugged mountain road.

The snowmobile creaked and stopped beside a huge rock covered with layers of snow.

Price skillfully pulled the handbrake and instructed the people in the car, "We've arrived. Next, we'll walk up the mountain."

"And be prepared for battle."

"Yes, Captain."

The three responded, put on their equipment, opened the car door and got out.

All of them are EXO exoskeleton armor, and are equipped with an electromagnetic rifle, an electromagnetic pistol, a saber, a pulse grenade and other weapons as standard.

As the four of them got out of the car, they looked like warriors from the future.

"Turn on optical stealth and go up the mountain." Price gave another instruction and turned on his optical stealth function.

next moment.

The four disappeared on the spot.

At the same time, the snowmobile is also covered with nano-camouflage to blend in with the boulders.

You can't tell at all that there is a car parked here.

Do it all.

The four of them formed a semi-fan formation and began to climb the mountain.

at the same time.

There are several people hiding on the top of the mountain.

Wearing snow-covered clothes, the weapons in his hands are typical Western automatic rifles and sniper rifles.

It was the A-level team of the Freemasons.

They are guarding here as secret sentries, and their purpose is naturally to prevent anyone from posing a threat to the headquarters.

Although they are all genetic warriors, the weapons they possess are still conventional thermal weapons.

Exoskeleton armor is even worse.

Compared with Umbrella Corporation, there is a world of difference.

At the moment, they were conducting their daily patrol.

The weather in this snowy mountain is so cold.

They were eager to finish it quickly and change shifts.

Little did they know that danger was approaching them...

Chapter 420: Destruction of the Freemasonry Headquarters in Progress

At the top of a mountain, on a slope.

The two white men lying on the ground in snow combat uniforms are the sniper and observer of the A-level Hell Squad on duty today.

The others were scattered elsewhere on the mountain top, and directly in front of them was the main peak of the Alps.

Many climbers walk on the cliffs.

Everything was normal as usual, and there was nothing unusual.

The sniper couldn't help but complain about the dull duty.

"Oh shit, this damn Alps!"

"It's so damn cold, I feel like my second brother is going to lose consciousness."

"Hold on, there are only a few minutes until the shift changes. When you get down, have a glass of rum to warm yourself up."

"Fuck it, I'm going to go downstairs later and find the lady to reward my brother."

"Seven times a night?"

"Of course, my brother is very strong in combat. Even though he's frozen now, it doesn't affect my combat ability."

"I'm really worried about those young ladies, having to deal with a powerful man like you."

"Haha, that's inevitable."

Hear this.

The sniper's depressed mood improved a little.

There is nothing more satisfying and joyful than regaining a man's dignity through a woman.

Little did they know that when the two of them were arguing.

The rest of the Hell Squad on the top of the mountain were attacked silently.

No one was spared, including their captain.

Price, Ghost, Farah, and Koenig, who were in optical stealth mode, moved swiftly and decisively.

Click!

Suddenly, there was a painful sound of bones cracking.

The four of them turned around and killed the man, taking his life.

What super soldier?

In the hands of the four of them, that's all.

With this level of strength, are you worthy of being called a genetic warrior?!

And their 141st Task Force is only considered top-tier in Umbrella.

Above them is the even more terrifying Mobile Task Force.

That group of powerful people who call themselves Black Watch almost walk sideways within Umbrella.

The ordinary soldiers among them alone were enough to overwhelm them.

Not to mention, there are even more elite Blackwatch super soldiers among them.

Each of them is an officer and their strength is terrifying.

In the past, their Task Force 141 was the ace, but not anymore.

They can only be considered ordinary aces, while the tough guys in the Mobile Task Force are all fighters among aces.

It's no problem to beat them all with one hand.

Comparing yourself with others will only make you feel nauseous. There is no way you can compare them.

Dealt with the rest of the Hell Squad.

The four of them looked at the sniper and observer who were chatting on the slope.

The four people had some disagreements about killing the two people.

That is, there are four of them, how to allocate the last two.

The last Soviet operation was not satisfying at all, and we finally got a mission.

None of the four wanted to miss the opportunity to stretch their muscles.

After looking at each other.

The decision is made by Price, Ghost, Farah, and Koenig, using a game of paper-scissors.

Leave it all to Lady Luck.

The four of them slashed out with their fists at the same time, but Ghost's single punch completely defeated the scissors used by the three others.

Faced with such results.

The three of them couldn't help but sigh that Ghost's luck was really damn good.

He is simply God's favorite and the one favored by the goddess of luck.

Sometimes comparing yourself to others can really make you angry.

Ghost won, which surprised him greatly.

But since the answer was obvious, he took the lead.

Silently approaching the two members of the Hell Squad on the slope!

Deadly danger is approaching...

As a top sniper, he was injected with genetic drugs and broke through the limits of the human body.

His five senses are very sensitive and he is very alert.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, the sniper suddenly turned his head and looked behind him.

The ghost also understood that if he didn't take action now, when would he take action?

After all, although optical invisibility can suppress footsteps, it cannot suppress footprints.

A flash of cold light!

With a lightning-fast blow, the knife decisively slashed towards the sniper's throat.

The sniper just reacted, but it was too late.