Faced with hundreds of masked killers who could both hide and withstand bullets, this group of usually arrogant and ruthless mafia members were like children, completely powerless to fight back.

The remaining nearly 500 Mafia remnants were all forced into that gray-white castle.

They planned to use the complex terrain of the castle to put up a final, desperate resistance.

In fact, everyone was desperate and terrified.

They didn't know whether they were facing a person or a real ghost.

Even if you're terrified and desperate, you must fight to the bitter end.

Because the enemy will never accept any form of surrender.

Along the way.

In the eyes of these demonic ghosts, there is nothing but slaughter!

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The northernmost part of the castle interior.

Salvak was leading a group of his men as they opened an iron door to the cellar.

In the nearly 100-square-meter cellar, 20 boxes of detonators and explosives gleamed coldly under the dim light.

He waved his hand and roared, "Move all the explosives to the main entrance stairwell! When they rush in, I'll blow up all these hateful devils!"

This second-in-command of the Sicilian Mafia was already somewhat hysterical, completely disregarding the consequences of detonating explosives that would kill a thousand enemies while also inflicting eight hundred casualties on himself.

The question is, will others give him the opportunity to detonate the explosives?

......

At the same time.

Lanso crouched behind a clump of holly trees outside the castle, the red dots of the castle guards swaying a hundred meters away in his night vision goggles.

"Are the heavy machine guns and rocket launchers ready?"

"Reporting to the leader, everything is ready. The attack team is moving into the designated position!"

"Great! But I feel like... this level of firepower isn't quite enough?"

"What are you saying, Chief? What do you mean, insufficient firepower?"

"It's alright. Order the fifth and seventh squads to take their positions in five minutes and fire a volley of RPGs at the castle, followed by heavy machine gun suppression from the front."

"receive!"

......

The three o'clock and ten o'clock directions.

In the unseen scene.

Two teams of 50 masked warriors, each carrying 15 heavy machine guns and 30 RPG rocket launchers, moved swiftly through the night.

Soon, the two groups of men approached within 50 meters of the castle gate and lay in ambush around the fountain.

"Fifth squad in position."

"Seventh Squad is in position!"

A hissing sound came from the walkie-talkie.

Lanso licked his lips, a habit he had developed over his more than ten years as a mercenary.

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