NFBE Chapter 1504 Kill as many as come
Chapter 1504 Kill as many as come
Chen Jun held the steering wheel with one hand and casually rested the other hand on the lowered window, his gaze calmly sweeping over the desolate border scenery rushing past outside the window.
For the first half of his journey, he took the domestic high-speed rail to reach the border city as quickly as possible.
The checkpoint was getting closer. This was the second time he had officially set foot on South Vietnamese soil. Chen Jun slowed down, rolled up the window, and took his documents in advance.
Soldiers at the border post stepped forward and routinely signaled for the vehicle to stop for inspection.
When Chen Jun handed over the document bearing the national emblem but without any specific unit number, only marked "National Strategic Security Bureau" and the corresponding encryption level, and with a photo that perfectly matched his own, the young firefighter was clearly taken aback.
He took the identification, carefully checked it, and then looked up at Chen Jun, who remained calm in the car. When he saw the simple yet weighty title and rank on the identification, his expression instantly changed from routine seriousness to incredulous shock, which then transformed into deep awe!
He snapped to attention, gave Chen Jun in the car a perfectly crisp military salute, and his voice trembled slightly with excitement: "Good morning, sir! Please proceed!"
Chen Jun nodded slightly and put his identification back. The young firefighter deftly raised the barrier, his eyes following the slowly passing SUV with undisguised admiration and respect.
What a man! He looks to be in his early twenties, right? And he's already the director of the Strategic Bureau? And a senior colonel at that?! This is the pinnacle of every soldier's dream! An idol!
The car passed through the checkpoint and officially entered South Vietnam. The road became a bit rougher, and there were far fewer vehicles. Chen Jun adjusted his seating position, driving with a seemingly relaxed demeanor, humming an unknown tune, his gaze casually sweeping over the woods on both sides and the occasional dilapidated village.
However, his inner world had already entered a different state.
The "hacker space" skill, like the most sophisticated radar and early warning system, had already been quietly activated, spreading silently outwards from him. His senses of sight, hearing, smell, and even the subtle perception of airflow and ground vibrations were all elevated to their limits and integrated into a high-speed threat analysis model.
Sure enough, not long after, an unusual "signal" appeared at the edge of the threat model.
About a kilometer behind him, a dusty old pickup truck, a common sight in the rural south of Vietnam, followed at a leisurely pace. Its speed and distance were maintained at a "just right" level—not enough to arouse the attention of an ordinary person, yet sufficient to keep up with him. When Chen Jun accelerated, it accelerated too; when Chen Jun slowed down to observe the road conditions, it slowed down as well.
"Not bad, they've caught up so quickly." Chen Jun sneered inwardly, but his face remained relaxed. He even casually turned on the car radio and tuned it to a channel playing noisy local music. "Looks like I've been targeted the moment I entered the country, and my file has already been 'enthusiastically' distributed by some people."
However, it's unclear whether these are local minions of "The Abyss" or some other strange and monstrous entity.
With that thought in mind, Chen Jun no longer hesitated. He slammed on the gas, the off-road vehicle's engine let out a deep roar, and the speed suddenly increased, like a cheetah awakened, speeding along the winding mountain road! He wanted to test just how determined the other party was, and also see if there was any "surprise" waiting for him ahead.
The pickup truck was clearly caught off guard by Chen Jun's sudden acceleration. After a few seconds of hesitation, it hurriedly floored the accelerator and locked onto the truck. The two vehicles engaged in a silent chase on the dusty mountain road, one after the other.
About half an hour later, Chen Jun drove into a relatively straight area with denser trees on both sides. The pickup truck behind him stubbornly followed, and because of Chen Jun's continued high speed, it was even forced to close the distance, and now the swaying figure in the cab could be clearly seen.
Just then, the warning from "Hacker Space" suddenly became even more acute! About two hundred meters ahead, in the middle of the road, several large trees, clearly recently cut down, lay scattered haphazardly, completely blocking the way!
Almost at the same time Chen Jun saw the roadblock, more than twenty figures suddenly sprang out from the dense bushes and woods on both sides of the road! They were dressed in messy camouflage uniforms or dark clothes, most of them with headscarves wrapped around their heads and cloth covering their faces, only revealing their fierce eyes.
The weapons they carried were a motley collection, typical of local armed bandits or mercenaries. They were undisciplined, but their superior numbers and menacing aura made them formidable.
Before the car had even come to a complete stop, Chen Jun's hands had already swiftly reached for the hidden compartment that had been prepared under the seat!
"Click!" Two soft sounds, and two gleaming black Glock pistols, equipped with extended magazines and simple silencers, were already in my hands!
The next moment, Chen Jun's body, with an agility and coordination that defied the laws of physics, suddenly tilted towards the passenger side! At the same time, both arms extended out of the lowered car window!
"Bang bang bang bang bang...!"
A dense and continuous barrage of gunfire erupted like popping beans! But it didn't come from the bandits; it came from the two pistols in Chen Jun's hands!
He didn't even peek out to observe! Relying entirely on the battlefield situation map provided by the "hacker space," which was as clear as a holographic projection, as well as his honed muscle memory and shooting instincts, he fired with both hands, the muzzles spitting deadly flames!
The bullets seemed to have eyes, accurately hitting the most threatening, forward-positioned bandits on both sides of the road, whose guns were already pointed at the vehicles!
Between the eyebrows, throat, heart... every bullet is aimed at a fatal blow, showing no mercy!
"what!"
"Uh!"
"Pfft!"
Screams, groans, and the sounds of bodies falling to the ground erupted instantly! In just two or three seconds, at least seven or eight bandits didn't even have a chance to pull the trigger before their eyes widened in terror or resentment as they fell backward, their blood quickly seeping into the dust!
At the same time that Chen Jun emptied both pistol magazines, he slammed the passenger door open with his shoulder! His body rolled out like a fish, and the moment he landed, he executed a standard tactical roll to the side and rear of the hood, a spot that conveniently avoided most of the direct fire from the front while using the wheels and chassis as cover for his lower body.
The remaining bandits, recovering from the shock of their companions being slaughtered in an instant, roared in a mixture of fear and rage, and fired wildly at the location where Chen Jun was hiding!
"Da da da……!"
"Bang bang bang...!"
Bullets pelted the SUV's thick bulletproof steel plates and bulletproof glass like hailstones, producing crisp clanging and muffled thuds, sparks flying everywhere. Spiderweb-like cracks appeared in the windows, but they did not shatter. The vehicle shook slightly from the impact.
However, Chen Jun's counterattack was more lethal and efficient than their firepower coverage!
In the brief moment when the bandits' gunfire subsided, and they prepared to reload or find new firing angles, Chen Jun's figure flashed out from the other side of the vehicle like a ghost! Gun!
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Burst fire! Precise and ruthless burst fire!
Each gunshot was accompanied by a bandit's scream or groan as he fell to the ground.
Chen Jun's movements were completely unpredictable, sometimes at the front of the vehicle, sometimes rolling to the back, and occasionally using roadside embankments or tree stumps as cover. His firing rhythm was astonishingly fast; often, just as the bandits had pinpointed his location and before they could even aim, a fatal bullet would have already arrived.
This was not an equal battle at all, but a one-sided, efficient, and desperate massacre!
"Retreat! Get the fuck out of here! He's not human! He's a monster!"
"Devil! He is the devil!"
"Run!"
Finally, when more than two-thirds of their companions had become corpses on the ground in just one minute, while the other party hadn't even had their clothes wiped off, the remaining bandits completely collapsed!
Chen Jun did not pursue them. He stood in the middle of the chaotic road, surrounded by corpses lying haphazardly, abandoned weapons, and a strong stench of blood.
“So weak, they probably aren’t from ‘The Abyss’.” He muttered to himself, bending down to pick up a relatively intact AK-47 from beside a bandit’s corpse, and checked the magazine. “At most, they’re just some local thugs who’re paid to do things, or cannon fodder that ‘Brother Hai’ sent again because he hasn’t given up.”
He shook his head, his eyes growing colder: "These guys are quick with their intelligence, their noses are really sharp. They're efficient at turning on each other."
He didn't know if these bandits were local forces hired by the outer perimeter of "The Abyss," or if "Boss Hai," with whom he had a grudge in Thailand, had somehow issued a kill order to South Vietnam. But either way, it filled him with a sense of absurdity and anger.
"I don't know who gave them the courage to do this again and again." Chen Jun walked to the middle of the road and began to drag the tree trunks that were lying across the road. With his strength, clearing a path large enough for an off-road vehicle to pass was not difficult.
A few minutes later, the roadblocks were cleared. Chen Jun jumped into the driver's seat and started the car.
The engine roared, and the SUV rolled over the blood-stained mud, continuing forward without hesitation.
His face showed no relief or relaxation at surviving the ordeal, only a frozen calm, and deep in his eyes, a sharp light that grew stronger and stronger, as if it could pierce through all the darkness ahead.
Heading west. Destination: the heart of southern Vietnam, the possible lair of "The Abyss." As for how many more such appetizers we'll encounter along the way.
Chen Jun didn't care at all. He would kill as many as came.