Chapter 154: Divine soldiers descend from the sky, breaking through life and death!
Paul and the cat were on edge as they shuttled through the woods.

They advanced step by step, gradually approaching the Thousand Islands’ base.

Fortunately, there were no setbacks along the way and the two arrived at the outskirts smoothly.

The sky was gradually getting dark, and the station before us was in ruins with broken walls.

Broken walls, burnt trees, the sea breeze blowing gently, bringing up a cloud of dust, filled with the smell of war.

Paul walked in front, looking around with sharp eyes, holding the AKM assault rifle tightly in his hand.

The cat followed closely behind, and the two of them approached the building silently.

At the same time, outside the base.

A man with only three fingers left was hiding in the dark, holding a telescope and firmly locking his eyes on the figures of Paul and the cat.

When the team member next to him asked whether to launch an attack, he shook his head with a sinister look and said, "Wait and see. If no one comes back, we will act!"

the other side.

The white building was in a mess, with cold bullet shells scattered all over the ground.

At the entrance to the first floor, two members of the Legion of God lay quietly, their lives long gone.

Paul had a stern expression, his brows were furrowed, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was filled with murderous intent.

When I went up to the second floor, the smell of blood became even stronger and suffocating!
A member was lying in a pool of blood, his hands were tied behind his back and the knife marks on his neck were shocking. It was obvious that he had been executed!

"brute!"

Paul cursed through gritted teeth, veins bulging on his hand holding the gun.

The two men suppressed their anger and searched the entire building, but could not find the last member of the team.

"'Danhen' was captured?" asked the cat in confusion.

Paul suddenly raised his finger, signaling for silence!
He walked toward the second-floor balcony vigilantly with a gun in hand, where a faint sound had just been heard.

Cat put away his G36, drew out his dagger, exchanged glances with Paul, and suddenly pushed open the secret door.

Paul quickly aimed his gun, but when he stepped onto the balcony, he couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise.

"Bullet marks!"

The teammate they had been looking for was curled up in the corner, his uniform stained with blood. Paul and Cat's hearts sank to the bottom.

Just when the two were feeling heartbroken, Danhen's chest rose and fell slightly, and a suppressed cough broke the silence.

"He's still alive!"

Paul and Cat were instantly overjoyed, and they rushed forward and carefully helped Danhen up.

however.

The bullet wound was too severe and he was already dying.

He managed to hold on to his last bit of consciousness and said in a faint voice, "It's the Polar Bear, seeking revenge!"

His breath was too weak and before he could finish his words, they were drowned out by the sound of the waves.

The cat hurriedly leaned close to his mouth and asked, "Who are you seeking revenge on?"

"shark."

After uttering the last two words, Danhen stopped breathing.

The cat looked at Paul with a serious expression: "It's the 'polar bears'! They are looking for sharks!"

Paul frowned: "Polar Bear! The famous mercenary group of Tsarist Russia?"

The recent disappearance of sharks and cowboys, could it be related to polar bears?
His fingers clenched so tightly that they made a creaking sound, his brows were furrowed, and he was lost in thought.

The tabby cat seemed to be deep in thought, and his beautiful eyes suddenly flashed with a gleam, as if he remembered something important.

"Paul!"

As soon as she opened her mouth, she noticed the sound of subtle footsteps coming from downstairs.

The two men were instantly alert. Through the broken window, they saw a group of armed men, more than 30 people, appearing outside the building and quietly surrounding them.

"They haven't left yet, we've been ambushed!"

The cat was as if facing a formidable enemy, and asked anxiously: "What should I do?"

Paul pulled the bolt of his gun, his eyes determined: "We have no choice but to fight!"

After saying that, the two of them took the initiative to attack, relying on the building, and launched a decisive counterattack.

"Da da da"

Fierce gunfire suddenly rang out, catching the team downstairs off guard, and the front row of players fell down instantly.

The man with the severed finger was the commander of this team. He hurriedly gave the order: "Team one provides cover, team two rushes in!" The Polar Bear Mercenaries were well-trained and well-equipped, and were in no way inferior to the Legion of God.

They took advantage of their surroundings and quickly organized a fierce counterattack.

In an instant, flames shot up into the sky and the sound of gunfire shook the earth!

The flying shrapnel intertwined into a web of death, covering the entire base.

Although Paul and the cat occupied the high ground and relied on cover.

But in the end, they were no match for the enemy's superior numbers and were soon overwhelmed.

What's worse is that members of Polar Bear Team 2 have already broken into the building!

Paul reacted quickly, pulled out a grenade and threw it towards the stairs.

Accompanied by a shocking explosion, the whole building shook violently!
Smoke spread everywhere, screams were heard from downstairs, and the enemy's offensive was temporarily thwarted.

"Go to the balcony!" Paul shouted.

The cat moved at the sound, but she soon discovered that there were still enemies lying in ambush under the balcony!

At the same time, enemies were approaching the stairs step by step. The Polar Bear Corps attacked them from both sides, leaving them with no way to retreat.

They were pale, sweating profusely, and were in a desperate situation!

however!
At this critical moment, the roar of a car engine suddenly came from downstairs!
In the chaos of the battle, Liang Yu drove the armed off-road vehicle like a divine soldier sent from heaven, and tore through the enemy's encirclement.

Before the car came to a complete stop, he quickly jumped to the passenger seat, picked up the L7A2 heavy machine gun, and fired madly at the enemies around him.

Flames spewed from the muzzle of the gun, and 7.62mm bullets whizzed out like a rainstorm, and the enemies downstairs fell to the ground one after another.

They were all beaten to pieces, with blood and flesh flying everywhere and broken limbs and body parts scattered all over the ground.

The cat upstairs was shocked: "It's Chandler, he didn't leave!"

Paul was overjoyed when he saw a glimmer of hope.

Taking advantage of the chaos, he threw four grenades toward the stairs, grabbed the cat, jumped off the balcony, and quickly got into the car.

The cat knew the terrain here very well. She gripped the steering wheel tightly and stepped hard on the accelerator.

Accompanied by a loud bang from upstairs, the car carrying Liang Yu and Paul rushed out of the base.

"Quick, stop them!" the man with the severed finger roared hysterically.

The soldiers of the Polar Bear Mercenary Corps surrounded them recklessly, the sound of gunfire was deafening, and flames were flying everywhere.

Liang Yu used a heavy machine gun to fire wildly, with flames billowing from the muzzle, and the enemy was routed.

Paul held a gun to protect him on both sides, and the two cooperated well. Cat drove the car successfully to break through, through the dense forest, and headed straight for the distant coastline.

"Woohoo~"

Paul blew a loud whistle excitedly and looked at Liang Yu as if he had discovered a treasure.

"Chandler, I thought you only knew some martial arts skills, but I didn't expect you to be so brave and good at fighting. It's really surprising!"

Liang Yu wiped the cold sweat with lingering fear: "Then did I pass the test?"

"Of course it passed!"

Paul was smiling, but the next second, his expression froze.

Far behind.

The roar of propellers was heard in the air, and a helicopter quickly caught up!
Then, dense bullets slanted out and attacked the speeding off-road vehicle like an overwhelming force.

"Oh no!"

The cat's face was pale. It gripped the steering wheel tightly, constantly changing the direction of the car, dodging left and right.

"No, drive up the mountain and into the jungle!"

Paul fired back while shouting warnings.

The cat then slammed the steering wheel to the right and stepped on the accelerator to push the car onto the rugged mountain road.

The car's tail wing swung wildly, a string of bullets followed, and the air was filled with smoke.

The sound of tires rubbing against the ground, the sound of gunfire, and the roar of helicopters blend into a symphony with exciting melody.

The car bumped along the winding mountain road and plunged into the depths of the dense jungle.

The lush woods on both sides were like a green ocean, passing by quickly outside the car window.

The helicopter circled in the air, its view blocked by lush trees, and it gradually lost its target.

(End of this chapter)