Chapter 929 The Light Of Death

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Gu Shuangjian did not speak.

Discontent is discontent, but what should be done must be done.

This was their ultimate goal tonight, and there was no room for regret.

Moreover, even if he regretted it, he wouldn't be able to change anything.

The black pill he and Ling Guangming had just taken was completely poisonous. After taking it, their lives would only last for half an hour at most. There was no cure. Regardless of victory or defeat in this operation, they would definitely die. Even if they failed in the end, it was at least much better than not doing anything now.

Moreover, he had to admit that Ling Guangming's words were reasonable.

Ling Guangming was a genuine top-grade X-class expert in their current seven-man squad. Although he was still a long way from becoming a Quasi-Sovereign, he wouldn't waste any strength in dealing with ordinary X-class experts.

Although his Gu Shuangjian were slightly weaker than Ling Guangming's, the difference was definitely not far. Between them, any one of them was much stronger than Wang Jianghu of the War God Palace.

Ignoring serious injuries, it was entirely possible for Wang Jianghu to fight to the death at the cost of serious injuries in a short period of time.

Apart from that, they also had three Quasi-X level experts, as well as two peak SSS + level absolute elites.

What they were facing were at least a hundred extremely elite and heavily armed escorts, as well as heavy firepower from the convoy of the War God Palace and helicopters in the air.

It could be foreseen that such a small-scale war would be extremely difficult to fight. Regardless of victory or defeat, it would probably be extremely tragic. At the very least, three Quasi-X level experts and two top SSS + experts would face a series of heavy firepower from hundreds of super elites, heavy machine guns, and even rockets. The chances of winning were basically non-existent.

They could at most spin around for a while.

What Ling Guangming and Gu Shuangjian needed to do was to kill the royal wargod, Lin Xuanyuan, who had basically no fighting power.

Such an assassination could be said to be extremely difficult.

But the chances of success are higher than the chances of winning the lottery.

But it was only a little higher.

"It's almost time."

Ling Guangming looked at his watch and suddenly said.

Gu Shuangjian nodded and took out a metal box from his feet. After pressing the tedious password, the box immediately popped open and a large pile of metal parts appeared in front of him.

Gu Shuangjian didn't even frown. His hands quickly began to assemble. There were no lights on in the car. Under the dim light, his movements were accurate and fast. There wasn't the slightest mistake.

Very quickly, a dark assault rifle appeared in his hand. Gu Shuangjian's expression was calm as he loaded the gun with magazines and casually adjusted his aim. Then, he directly threw the gun to Ling Guangming.

"Try it. If you have any other requests, let me know. There's still time."

As he spoke, he began to assemble his second assault rifle.

In an age when martial artists could shake the world, Unless it was a fight similar to the one Lin Xuanyuan fought in the United States, Otherwise, skirmishes and killings on a small scale, There were very few X-class experts who chose to use hot weapons. In many cases, X-class and above experts used cold weapons that they carried with them, even more smoothly than firearms. Another reason was that quite a number of experts were disdainful of firearms, so their standards of using guns were quite poor.

The emperor was one of them.

In the Dark World, there was a widely circulated joke about the Emperor using his gun, saying that he could not even hit a stationary buffalo fifty meters away with his pistol or assault rifle.

This statement was naturally a bit exaggerated, but it wasn't much of an exaggeration. The Emperor's skill in using guns was evident.

However, Gu Shuangjian and the others naturally wouldn't be so biased.

Where they came from, No name, There was no location. It was just a concealed and complicated training camp for the dead. There weren't many people, but each of them was an elite. They came from various martial arts forces, but in reality, they had no connection with those martial arts forces. Their only goal was to use their identities that they were destined not to expose to the public to do something that they were destined not to expose.

Gu Shuangjian had entered this training camp for the shortest time. However, it had been almost eighteen years. Eighteen years ago, he had no identity at all. Today, eighteen years later, no matter where he died, no one would be able to find out his origins.

Life in the camp was monotonous and boring. A lot of physical training, complicated gun training, fierce combat, eating, sleeping, and going to the bathroom were practically the same everyday.

Originally, their talent was not considered outstanding among the major martial arts forces. It could even be said to be very bad. However, these people with very poor talent became even more terrifying than most of the martial arts forces during their boring training day after day and year after year.

There are only five teams in the camp, And the fifth team isn't fully staffed, There were less than thirty-five people in total, but these were the thirty-odd true experts who were at the lowest level of SSS +, only half a step away from Quasi-X level. Almost all of them were rare all-round talents in the Dark World. Perhaps they were not the top, but in every field, there were basically no strangers.

Firearms.

To them, this was the most basic thing.

In their place, not knowing how to play with guns was the most ridiculous thing.

Gu Shuangjian, Ling Guangming, and the squad they were leading were all experts at playing with guns.

Guns were also their main reliance tonight.

After all, although they came from different martial arts forces, Everyone possessed some of the ultimate techniques of their own forces, However, these things could not be exposed until they were certain that they could kill the target. Thus, if they threw away their firearms, they could only use their own brute force and speed. Otherwise, once their inheritance was exposed, the other party would most likely find out their origins. The consequences would be too serious.

They are not afraid of death.

However, they also had something that they would rather die to protect.

Whether this operation succeeded or failed, it didn't matter to the people behind the scenes, but there were different possibilities for them.

If they succeeded, the people they cared about would most likely receive better treatment.

If he failed, he would naturally leave everything as it was.

But if they were exposed, then everyone they cared about would be buried with them.

"When I was young, What I used to love to do the most, is to fantasize about your future, I always thought we wouldn't always be sinners, "We will also go out and see the outside world and enjoy our free life. But the older we get, the more we understand. That is truly a fantasy. But I still refuse to accept my fate. I always feel that I am different from everyone else. One day, I will be able to live with all my hardships. But now, hey, I never thought that I would die in this place in this way."

Gu Shuangjian finished debugging his gun, shook his head, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Compared to us, you are indeed different, so for many years, I have been unable to understand why you went to the Death Warrior Training Camp."

Ling Guangming hesitated for a moment and finally couldn't help but ask about the doubts in his heart.

Gu Shuangjian is indeed different from them.

Ling Guangming was now close to fifty years old, and he had barely reached the current strength of a top X-class expert during his day-to-day Hell Style training.

However, the Gu Shuangjian hadn't reached 35 this year, He was only half a step away from being a top-grade X-class expert. Such talent would be nurtured as a core figure in any martial arts force. If he had stayed in his base camp all this time and had been carefully taught by a true expert, the current Gu Shuangjian might even have become a Martial Saint-level expert.

How could such a person be abandoned by the Shaking Light Lake and sent to the Death Warrior Training Camp?

"People are dying. What's the point of saying this now?"

Gu Shuangjian's faint words directly blocked Ling Guangming's mouth.

"Do you have any wine?"

Gu Shuangjian suddenly asked.

"No, I didn't take it."

Ling Guangming stuttered, "Drinking is not allowed in the training camp."

"You really are honest."

Gu Shuangjian said with a bitter smile.

Since everyone was about to die, why would they care about the rules of the training camp?

Ling Guangming blushed and stammered, "Then … shall I go get two bottles now?"

"It's too late."

Gu Shuangjian sighed regretfully, but his gaze had already landed firmly in the direction right in front of him.

In his line of sight, a vast convoy appeared on the other side of the road.

The black Audi was extremely majestic.

"Coming!"

Ling Guangming's pupils suddenly shrank.

"Coming."

Gu Shuangjian nodded and took a deep breath.

Countless lights shone through the glass, making it impossible for Gu Shuangjian and Ling Guangming to open their eyes.

"It's really bright."

Gu Shuangjian muttered to himself and slowly started the car.

The lights were getting closer and closer.

The only thing left in their line of sight was a bright snow white.

That's the light of death.