48 Hours a Day

Chapter 437: The Sickle of Death

Blue Renault eventually stopped outside an old estate on the outskirts of town.

According to the information, the former owner of the estate was a seed wholesaler, his wife was separated after bankruptcy, the estate was also repossessed by the bank, he committed suicide in the living room without a chance, and the bank was unable to sell the estate again after that and was left idle.

No one took care of it, and the weeds outside the yard quickly grew up, although the vanilla tail planted by the businessman was also well driven.

The coffee man stepped out of the car and looked up at the sky. At some point, the sky over his head also sank. It was about to rain heavily.

The coffee man closed the door and weighed it around, "Is this it? It would be appropriate as a final destination. ”

He picked up a bulletproof vest from the back seat and wore it on him. Then he picked up a Remington M870 shotgun from the trunk, and three grenades, and said, "Give your friend a gift. ”

He said that the team had pulled two heavy machine guns from the last van and set them up on the grass outside the estate.

Subsequently, indiscriminate shooting began, with bullets pouring out of the barrel, tearing glass, doors, and everything that could be torn in front of the eye, for a period of five minutes, until everything in front of the eye became sore and the magazine was depleted.

The coffee man threw two more grenades into it, which removed the earplugs from his earholes.

“It looks much better now, get ready to go in. ”

It was said that the action team behind him immediately lifted the assault rifle in his hand, bent down and broke through the door, which had long been rocking, and rushed into the house.

The furniture, which was already worthwhile, had been moved, and now everything else had been broken in the rain, and the walls were blackened by grenades.

The team searched one room at a time, but found nothing.

The captain frowned, "That doesn't make sense. Our drone saw him go into this building and didn't leave. ”

Coffee men walk at the end with shotguns, "That means there's room in the building that we didn't find. ”

The captain heard a slight glimpse of speech, and the part on the ground was there, and it was almost impossible to do the article in space, so the only part left was the underground part.

He allowed the team to disperse the search and quickly found a hidden tunnel entrance behind the fireplace, but an accident occurred when the entrance was opened, in which a small organ was placed, and when the door was opened, a crossbow arrow was fired, right in the cheek of an unlucky man.

The latter should collapse and make the rest of us nervous.

The captain soon sent a second person down to explore the road and, with the help of a lighting rod, saw the following: a small wine cellar, built by a businessman before his business went bankrupt, to store wine from all over the world.

The person below reported the situation. Just as he was distracted, a dark shadow suddenly flashed out of the back of the wine rack. A few shots were fired, and another person was told on the side of the black nest.

But then the others rushed down, and the gunshots went off immediately, but when the rest of them came to the booze rack, there was no one there.

The coffee man made a gesture, the two men entered the tunnel in front of him, and the next moment the nasty gunshot sounded again, and the people in the tunnel were trying to fight back, but after several rounds of shooting, the black nest side was dead and wounded.

In a short time, however, the black nest had lost four men, and at such a painful cost, the captain was annoyed by the fact that he had not seen the shadow of the other party.

The coffee man still looked like he didn't care about his own casualties, threw a lighting rod into the tunnel, and then asked, "What did you find on the drone? ”

“No.”

“Let's see what's left of the estate. ”

“There is a warehouse in exactly the same direction as this tunnel.” The captain queried the rear lane.

Coffee Man said, "Leave two men guarding the entrance, and the rest go with me to the warehouse. ”

The black nest team was well instructed by Vincent before obedience. The rumor was immediately divided into two teams, and the coffee man walked out the door with the four men behind him towards the warehouse in the northwest direction. As a result, they were attacked again only a few steps away.

Coffee men are not surprised, because it means that their previous inferences are fine, and this time there is no room for further detours, which can be felt by fire.

The attack across the street was particularly fierce, and it looked like it was going to be a backwater fight.

Coffee men had to find shelter with the four people behind them.

On the other hand, Abu, who was on his own, was walking through a small forest, before the men arrived, witnessing the fighting that had taken place down there and hearing the channel's exchanges, but remained silent.

The coffeeman was right about him, and he did prefer this state of freedom of movement to frontal combat. He was not a defensive sniper per se and preferred to attack, especially if he had to kill.

The prey he was targeting, often until the last minute before his death, did not know where he had been hit by the bullet he had fired from.

This is also the norm followed by Abu - the true reaper always comes quietly, you can't see his face, you can't hear his footsteps.

Abu just looked at the warehouse and drew several suitable sniper spots in his mind. As the two men below fought, he also circled to one side of the warehouse, came to one of the sniper spots, set up the weapon, and through the scope he could see the window on the south side of the warehouse, as well as the target under the window.

The weather, it's not good.

Because of the clouds above his head, the light is darker than usual, and the humidity is bigger, but these aren't too big of a problem for an ace sniper of his grade, and 1.7km is as close as it gets to him.

The only thing that's more troublesome is the storm that's about to fall.

But the good news is that raindrops fall out of the air much faster than bullets fly in the air.

Abu has adjusted the star, and nothing can stop Reaper from swinging the sickle anymore.

“You're unlucky to meet me.” Abran mumbled while gently pulling the trigger.

The target in the warehouse collapsed unexpectedly after a single gunshot.

Abu exhaled, and the feeling of boredom in his chest made by the coffee man finally diminished. What happened three days ago was like a nightmare, haunting him all the time. He never expected that there would still be such a horrible demon in the world.

If you can't beat that demon anyway, I'll take it as a good deed and send you straight to God.

Abu took the gun, lifted the call restrictions, and said, “It's done. ”

Coffee men came out of the bunker and said, "What, I thought it was a tough character, so did it end up dead? ”

As if to refute the complaint of the coffee man, the next moment the warehouse suddenly sounded again, suddenly unable to prevent, at least three people were shot on this side of the black nest, and the coffee man was also shot in the leg, causing him to fall directly to the ground.

Abu was so shocked that he put his eyes back on the scope that he saw an incredible scene. The “corpse” that had fallen before actually climbed up again sometime and was still shooting wildly outward.