After getting out of the car, Ah Yong saw the open front of the abandoned shipyard and revealed a cruel smile. He threw away the cigarette butt in his mouth, took out the AK47 he carried with him, called out to his subordinates, and strode into the abandoned shipyard. The subordinates followed Ah Yong enthusiastically, walking into the abandoned shipyard.
Seeing Ah Yong and the others' actions, Li Guohui, who was crouching beside the second-floor window of the abandoned shipyard, felt extremely depressed. He watched as these fools dared to walk so arrogantly towards the front gate of the abandoned shipyard. Weren't they supposed to be professional killers? Where was their professionalism? How could they dare to walk around so openly in front of the enemy's stronghold? I am a top sniper. If it weren't for the goal of wiping you all out, I could have killed one of you with a single shot. Even if they didn't know I existed, they shouldn't be this arrogant.
What Li Guohui didn't know was that Liu Yong'an and his group's terrible shooting skills gave Ah Yong and his men immense confidence. Suppressing the urge to pull out his gun and kill, Li Guohui put his gun down and watched as these fools walked into the abandoned shipyard.
Although they appeared arrogant on the surface, Ah Yong was well aware that the other side also had guns. If by chance they hit someone, it would be inappropriate for his side to suffer casualties. Upon reaching the front gate, Ah Yong immediately made a gesture and then led the charge inside.
The others understood that Ah Yong was telling them to find cover once they entered. Seeing Ah Yong go in, the subordinates behind him also rushed in.
However, after entering the abandoned shipyard and walking past a few concrete walls, Ah Yong and his men were taken aback. How could there be so many concrete walls inside this abandoned shipyard? The walls had completely turned the first floor of the shipyard into a maze. Although it was the first time any of them had been to a shipyard, it shouldn't be like this.
These professional killers under Guan Daqiu usually worked in teams of five. After entering the abandoned shipyard and seeing no new instructions from Ah Yong, they began to search for their targets in their respective teams to gain favor with Guan Daqiu.
Ah Yong's team followed closely behind him. Seeing Ah Yong stop at a concrete wall, one of his subordinates, anxious, said, "Brother Yong, let's hurry up. The other teams have already rushed in to claim the credit. We can't just let the credit slip away." The subordinates were anxious because Liu Yong'an and his group's shooting skills were really terrible. Despite the high-quality ambush strategy at the warehouse entrance, with 10 MP5 submachine guns only 30 meters away, they failed to kill anyone. How bad must their shooting be to achieve this?
Another point was that as Guan Daqiu's top confidant, Ah Xin, was now dead, leaving the position of general manager vacant. Guan Daqiu was on the verge of rage, and the heads of these teams, including Ah Yong, were veterans who had fought with Guan Daqiu in the past. Their contributions were evenly matched, so whoever could claim the credit for killing Liu Yong'an would likely become the next general manager. This made the subordinates even more anxious.
Hearing his subordinate's words, Ah Yong waved his hand and stood by the concrete wall, thinking to himself, "I've heard this abandoned shipyard has been here for decades. How could there be such new walls?"
Suddenly, as if he had a realization, Ah Yong shouted excitedly, "Run, run back the way we came. We've been ambushed!"
Just as Ah Yong finished speaking, ten spherical objects flew over their heads, about to land near them. Having seen pigs run even if he hadn't eaten pork, Ah Yong was terrified. He grabbed a subordinate to shield himself and fled desperately.
Then came several loud explosions. Inside the shipyard, intense explosions erupted as 50 hand grenades were thrown by Liu Yong'an and his group from the second floor.
The concrete walls were about two meters high, blocking Ah Yong and his men's view of the second floor. If they could see, they would have surrendered immediately, as the battle was already lost.
On the second floor of the abandoned shipyard, Liu Yong'an and his group were lined up in two teams at either end. After throwing the hand grenades, they raised their MP5 submachine guns and began to fire wildly at Ah Yong and his men below the concrete walls.
After the first wave of hand grenades, the four teams that had been trying to claim credit suffered the most casualties. They ran around like headless flies in the maze on the first floor, often ending up in dead ends, making them the most vulnerable to the hand grenades. Ah Yong's team suffered the least, with only two men lightly injured from being used as shields.
Ignoring the fate of the other four teams, Ah Yong, lying on the ground, immediately prepared to flee. But just as he was about to get up, he was pinned down by a hail of bullets, making it impossible to escape.
The other four teams also realized they had been ambushed and immediately tried to retreat. However, there was no chance of escape. The 24 boys from the small fishing village, each armed with an MP5 submachine gun with a 20-round magazine and five spare magazines, could fire 120 rounds each, totaling 2,880 rounds. Guan Daqiu's men numbered only 25, and after the first wave of hand grenades, only about ten were left. These ten men had to face nearly 3,000 rounds of bullets. Even if they were Ultramen, they would be turned into sieves.
Trapped in the crossfire, Guan Daqiu's men could no longer care about their teammates. The uninjured crawled toward the door, while the injured lay on the ground, begging for help. But in this situation, who could help whom? Even though the shooters on the second floor had terrible aim, a blind cat could still catch a mouse, and with such dense gunfire, anyone could be hit at any moment.
Fortunately, the concrete walls provided some cover, so the boys from the small fishing village couldn't hit them. But if the shooters on the second floor switched to hand grenades, there would be no chance of escape. So, no one helped the injured.
Seeing this, the injured men could only raise their hands in surrender, crying out for mercy. Their cries were piercing and absurd amidst the gunfire.
Seeing these crying men, the boys from the small fishing village felt no pity, only more hatred. They saw the images of their fathers being beaten and their mothers crying alone, all because of these scoundrels. If not for them, their parents wouldn't have been forced to leave their hometown to work elsewhere. It was all because of these scoundrels that their lives were so hard. Now, these scoundrels wanted to surrender, thinking they could escape by begging for mercy. But they were wrong. The boys were no longer the helpless children they were ten years ago. They were now strong, skilled, and armed. If the scoundrels couldn't beat them now, they shouldn't expect mercy.
Li Guohui thought the boys might hesitate to kill those who surrendered and was prepared to finish them off himself. But just as he raised his sniper rifle to aim, he saw the dozen men who wanted to surrender being mowed down by a hail of bullets. The 24 boys fired simultaneously, leaving no survivors. Each of the surrendering men was hit by numerous bullets and fell to the ground like sieves.
Seeing the surrendering men being shot to pieces, the subordinates running behind were terrified. Ah Yong and his men suddenly realized that the bullets were no longer aimed at them, though they could still hear the gunfire. Without thinking, they got up and ran.
Liu Yong'an noticed that more than ten men were almost at the entrance of the maze. He couldn't let them escape. He made a gesture, and the men immediately put down their guns, took out hand grenades from their waists, and threw them at the fleeing men. Fifty hand grenades were thrown in two waves at the entrance of the maze, and the explosions sounded again. Of the last ten men, only five or six survived; the rest were dead.
Ah Yong was once again lucky, using a subordinate's body to shield himself from the shrapnel. He finally saw the entrance of the abandoned shipyard and felt a sense of relief. As long as he escaped the shipyard, he would be out of the hand grenade range. The boys from the small fishing village had guns, but their terrible aim wouldn't hit him. Five men, including Ah Yong, who were only lightly injured and had no leg injuries, ran out of the shipyard together, supporting each other, and headed toward the Hummer.
Ah Yong and his men heard the bullets hitting the ground behind them and saw the bright exit ahead. They all smiled, feeling a deep sense of joy and relief at escaping death.
But at that moment, someone on the second floor revealed a cruel smile, a smile that signaled the arrival of death!