"Hey! What are you doing?" The four men who came later immediately raised their guns and aimed at everyone, leaning against the SUV. One of the big men, who was about the same size as Clark, shouted. Chris and the others were not to be outdone, and they all raised their guns and aimed at the four men.
The actions of Chris and the others also made the four men nervous. Not to mention anything else, just the number of their opponents was more than three times theirs, and they had cars as cover, while they had nothing on their side. Relying on those small trees as cover was almost the same as having no cover at all.
The most important thing is that these four men felt a familiar sense of crisis from the actions of Chris and others. The dozen or so people in front of them were definitely not ordinary people. They were definitely elites who had seen blood.
However, the most robust man among them did not flinch. Instead, he frowned and asked, "What do you mean by this? Also, who are you and why are you looking for trouble at the gate of the mining area? I'm not trying to scare you, but if you open fire, our helicopter will be here in three minutes, and you will have nowhere to run."
Bruno looked at Chris, who nodded slightly. Bruno stood up, pointed his gun downward, walked to the car of the four people and said, "You don't need to know who we are. What you need to know is that these six people pointed guns at our convoy, so we did this."
After a pause, Bruno glanced at the big man's left deltoid muscle and smiled slightly, "Are you from the 75th Ranger Regiment?"
The man was stunned for a moment, then nodded proudly.
Bruno shook his head in disdain. "A bunch of guys who only know how to win by numbers." As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves. On his upper left arm was a black tattoo of the Delta Force logo.
When the man opposite saw the tattoo, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then he glared at Bruno and said, "Delta is so great? This is our territory!"
Whether it is the Rangers, Delta, or the SEALs, they all belong to the United States federal army. However, in comparison, Delta and the SEALs are more elite and are true special operations fighters. Although the Rangers are also elite, their individual capabilities are not as good as those of Delta and the SEALs. However, the Rangers have more people.
Therefore, whether it is Delta or SEAL, they have always looked down on Rangers. Conversely, Rangers also look down on Delta or SEAL.
This is human nature. Since ancient times, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts, and this is true both in China and abroad.
Whether it is Delta, SEALs or Rangers, they are all elite soldiers. Who would be willing to admit that they are inferior to others?
Yang Jing also heard the conversation between the two people in the car. When he heard that the big man threatened him with a helicopter, he secretly waved at Clark. Clark ran to Yang Jing's car with a gun in his arms. Yang Jing whispered, "There's a big thing in the trunk of my car. You and Morris each take one and use it to scare these guys!"
Morris and Clark came to the back of the car and opened the trunk. There were two army green weapon boxes in the trunk. After opening them, both of them gasped.
One box contained a "Starlight" individual soldier missile, and another box contained a 5.56mm M214 six-barrel Minigun machine gun and ammunition.
Clark grinned silently and nodded at Morris, meaning that if you take the "Starlight", the Minigun will belong to me.
This minigun is an improved version of the 7.62mm M134 minigun. It weighs only 10.2 kg. Even with 1,000 rounds of ammunition, the total weight is only 38 kg. This weight is a very easy number for Clark, who is a fire supporter. Clark does not need to carry the gun and ammunition for cross-country running. Just carrying the gun and ammunition to scare people is definitely not a problem.
While the two men were secretly getting their weapons ready, Bruno was still negotiating with the big man.
"This is your territory? What's wrong with your territory? Just because it's your territory, you can point guns at us at will? Don't forget, we have the upper hand now! We have more people!"
"Haha!" The big man laughed up to the sky, pointed at the wireless intercom on his collar and said, "What's wrong with you having more people? The people behind us have all heard what we just said, and they are coming over. Hey, do you hear the engine sound? Our helicopter will be here soon. You have more people and that's a big deal!"
You know what, I can actually hear the engine sound faintly.
Bruno's face changed slightly after hearing this. Just as he was about to say something, he heard a unique sound of an electric motor turning behind him. The four men's faces also changed drastically, and they no longer had the arrogance they had just now.
They were all elite soldiers, so they could naturally tell where the sound of the electric motor came from. Only the electric motor of a six-barreled Minigun, whose power could only be described as "crazy" and "brutal", could make such a peculiar and despairing sound.
"Fuck! You dare to threaten me?" Along with this angry shout, the tall and strong Clark came out from behind the car with a rapidly spinning minigun in both hands and a belt of ammunition on his shoulder. "The helicopter is so powerful. If it dares to fly over, I will kill it!" As long as Clark presses his finger on the launch button, a metal storm will suddenly shoot out and no one can escape!
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