Chapter 186: Six-Person Divine Team, Attack on Bokan

In the Bokan region, after getting out of the car, Yao Doudou carried the long narrow case on one shoulder while walking and speaking into his earpiece: "I'm in position, Team One report situation."

"There are four more people in the single-story house than yesterday, seems they're moving goods," Team One leader Da Ming immediately replied. "Twelve people total, half of them are technicians, combat ability questionable."

Yao Doudou paused before asking: "Team Two?"

"Situation here is the same as yesterday, no changes," Team Two replied.

Yao Doudou walked quickly, his mind racing.

"Team Leader, in my opinion, we don't need to make this so complicated," Da Ming said softly. "With our six people, we can directly charge the target position."

"No no," Yao Doudou replied with furrowed brows. "Little Six asked us to fire one shot - this shot absolutely cannot misfire, otherwise his side will collapse. Be more careful, follow Plan One."

"Received," Da Ming replied.

Yao Doudou looked down at his watch: "Attack in five minutes."

With that, Yao Doudou didn't take the car but quickly disappeared into the night.

......

The gold brick and arms businesses were very rampant in the Bokan region because this was where Xinaluo rebels operated. Not only were people on the ground doing this business, but even the rebels themselves, to ensure money for fighting, were manufacturing and selling these things or smuggling arms on a large scale, so this place was very chaotic.

On the southern edge of Bokan Town was a post-war ruin. This used to be a residential village, but when the civil war started, all the civilians fled, leaving only densely packed bombed buildings and scorched earth.

In a relatively intact low single-story house, six people were wearing off-white protective suits and gas masks, manufacturing the powder and solid "gold bricks" that harmed all humanity. And similar small workshops - there were if not a thousand then eight hundred of them in all of Bokan Town.

As long as you were willing to pay tribute and money to the rebels, you could operate here, do this kind of thing here.

With many people came high competition, so private armed forces often had conflicts in this place. But compared to war, these were just small scuffles, so no one managed them.

The workshop was sealed - besides the six technicians, no one else went in. They feared harm to their bodies and even greatly detested this stuff.

In the monitoring room outside, six people were playing cards and chatting, while against the wall beside them stood a row of visible guns, and in the ammunition box beside them were several grenades.

In the night, two men circled to the back of the house from the side, the leader being Da Ming. He looked up at the surveillance cameras above the workshop and asked softly into his earpiece: "Cover positions in place?"

"In place," came the reply.

Da Ming looked at his watch and seeing the attack time had arrived, decisively gave the order: "When gunfire starts, cover positions attack."

"Received!"

At these words, Da Ming raised his M-series automatic rifle with silencer, smoothly switched to single shot mode, aimed at the two sets of cameras under the workshop eaves, and pulled the trigger.

"Thud, thud!"

Two very muffled gunshots rang out as the cameras were instantly shattered.

Inside the room, a burly man playing cards instinctively glanced at the monitors hearing the sound: "Fuck, they're out. Get guns, someone's here!"

These people inside were also desperadoes - they reacted very quickly, immediately rushing to the windows and pulling down iron plates hidden above the window frames. These were bulletproof, and once pulled down, those outside couldn't see movement inside.

After the iron plates were pulled down, the lead burly man also barred the iron door with a bolt, while a companion directly picked up an automatic light machine gun.

From the ruins beside, Da Ming smoothly sprang up shouting: "Cover positions, attack! Little Yu, prepare for demolition!"

At these words, a young man hidden in front of the workshop suddenly stood up, set up a modified small grenade launcher, stepped back, and raised both arms at a forty-five degree angle.

"Bang bang!"

Two ceremonial gun firing sounds rang out as two small shells flew in an arc to the top of the workshop building and accurately dropped down through the workshop's ventilation chimney and air vents.

This kind of launching precision couldn't be achieved just by training at home. This was a skill that could only be learned through constant tempering by the war machine and hand-to-hand teaching by professionals.

The workshop must have ventilation windows - otherwise the large amount of waste gas produced inside would suffocate people in minutes.

Yao Doudou's team had been here for five days and must have scouted countless times beforehand. It was no exaggeration to say they were thoroughly familiar with every large rock around this workshop that could block escape.

"Boom!"

After the small demolition shells flew to the top of the building, they instantly exploded, directly blasting apart the anti-theft iron bars of the chimney and ventilation windows.

The covering youth retreated again, quickly changed to smoke and flash-bang rounds, and fired three more shots at the top of the workshop.

This time with the iron bars gone from the chimney and ventilation windows, the shells dropped directly inside the workshop.

Two light explosive sounds rang out as the inside instantly became a white haze, with the technicians inside shouting as they rushed out.

At the same time, the youth called Little Yu came to below the shattered cameras and placed four directional C4 charges in three seconds.

"Boom!"

A large hole was blasted in the brick wall. Da Ming, standing ten meters away, raised his gun to spray fire inside while shouting at Little Yu: "You do precision shooting, quick!"

Little Yu took position at the wall gap, gun barrel extending inside, and at very close range continuously shot dead four or five people inside, including hitting the man with the machine gun who hadn't even gotten to fire.

Inside, the lead burly man kept calling on his radio: "Our Workshop 2 is under attack, don't know who they are, requesting support, otherwise we'll lose the goods."

The burly man currently only thought they were here to rob goods, as this kind of thing happened often.

"How many of them are there?"

"Don't know, couldn't see clearly, at least a dozen or so," the burly man had no idea only three people were attacking them.

......

In a large courtyard near the inside of Bokan Town, over twenty people rushed out of a warehouse building with guns, charging toward cars in the courtyard.

"Hurry!"

On the second floor, a man shouted with bulging eyes: "That batch of goods can't be lost!"

Over twenty people hurriedly got in cars and quickly left.

About three or four minutes later, Yao Doudou spoke into his earpiece: "Target hasn't gone, Team Two go in! Drive in, be quick!"