The Figure on the Rooftop!

"Parking!"

A cold, commanding voice suddenly came through the walkie-talkies on several armored vehicles.

Upon receiving the order, several armored vehicles immediately stopped, while the side door of the white luxury sedan that had been driving at the rear of the convoy suddenly opened, and a tall, slender figure with a stern face, dressed in a majestic and handsome gray priest's uniform, slowly stepped out of the car.

"Cleric Preston, I'm leaving this to you."

After speaking to John Preston in the car and seeing him nod, Chen Mo closed the car door and headed off alone towards his destination.

This place is still several kilometers away from the hideout of the militants mentioned in the intelligence, but considering that they discovered the Cleansing Squad's whereabouts in advance during the last operation and withdrew in time, it shows that these bandits are very vigilant and must have set up sentries on the outskirts.

Therefore, Chen Mo suggested that he go first, infiltrate their perimeter, eliminate all the sentries, and then let the main force advance to wipe out the armed group in one fell swoop.

Given Chen Mo's outstanding performance during this period, John Preston did not raise any objections.

Chen Mo's strength has improved by leaps and bounds during this period of battle. Not only has his Gun Fu mastery approached that of High Priest, but his on-site command ability is also very impressive.

In previous battles John Preston completely disregarded on-site command, relying instead on overwhelming force to crush the enemy. In his view, the role of soldiers was more about clearing out stragglers and searching for contraband; the real fighting had to be done by the priests.

Although Chen Mo always led from the front and was the main force in the clearing and suppression, he was able to command his soldiers well to surround, divide and suppress them, making the battle less chaotic than before and more orderly.

Under his command, the soldiers played a greater supporting role, which greatly improved the combat efficiency and the number of enemies killed by the entire Cleansing Squad. Their own casualty rate and the number of militants who escaped were greatly reduced. In this respect, even John Beston himself was ashamed of his own shortcomings.

However, Chen Mo himself was promoted from the military. After systematically learning Gun Fu, his overall grasp of the battlefield was greatly enhanced, and it was only natural that his command ability became more outstanding. John Preston only marveled at Chen Mo's growth and extraordinary talent, without any other thoughts.

In fact, the reason Chen Mo was putting in so much effort to command was simply to get these soldiers to help him drive all the militants together so that he could fight to his heart's content and hone his Gun Fu.

Chen Mo ordered his troops to remain in place and quickly headed towards the target location. At the same time, he activated his senses, scanning the ruins and buildings ahead with his eyes and listening for any subtle sounds coming from his surroundings. If anyone was hiding nearby, they would definitely not escape Chen Mo's detection.

Although Chen Mo did not Mercedes-Benz at full speed and had to pay attention to the surrounding movements at all times, his speed was still not slow. A few minutes later, he arrived at the outer edge of the target, two or three kilometers away.

Chen Mo, who was running, suddenly darted to the side and hid in an abandoned building next to him.

Standing in the shadow of the building, Chen Mo looked up at the top of a half-collapsed building a few hundred meters away.

A figure with only half its head showing clearly appeared in Chen Mo's line of sight. This should be the sentry sent by these armed men. If it weren't for Chen Mo's sharp eyesight, it would have been very difficult to find this half-head in the complex and messy ruins.

If the Cleansing Squad comes directly, they might escape beforehand, just like last time.

After locating the sentry and confirming that there were no other sentries nearby, Chen Mo avoided their line of sight and quickly approached the half-collapsed building.

A long, narrow office building was partially destroyed, whether by a bomb or a missile. Only half of the building remained, while the other half collapsed and piled up into an irregular slope of nearly 60 degrees. The broken concrete, fractured steel bars, and various debris from inside the building made the slope extremely rugged and impossible to climb.

To reach the remaining half of the rooftop, one must use the internal staircase. However, the iron door connecting the stairwell to the ground floor has been locked with an iron lock, making it impossible to climb up silently.

The sentry assigned to keep watch was comfortably sitting on a stool, leaning against the rooftop wall, which was about a meter high, with only half of his head sticking out above his eyes.

Their leader had previously encountered a siege by the Church and managed to escape. Since then, he had been particularly cautious, not only frequently leading them to move around the Nithers District and constantly changing their hiding places, but also arranging several sentries on the only road two kilometers away from each encampment to guard against attacks from the Church's Cleansing Squad.

Thanks to their extreme caution, they evaded several encirclements and suppressions, and their power grew larger and larger. Now the entire organization has nearly a hundred people, making it the most powerful force among all the forces in the Nithers District.

Not long ago, after escaping the Church's siege again, out of caution, their leader simply led them to the very edge of Nithers, intending to stay away from the Libya City and lay low for a while.

However, even though they were far from the Church's area of activity, they did not let their guard down, and the sentries were still set up as usual.

As a seasoned sentry, Murray chose this building, which had a wide view and was half-collapsed, with only one road leading to the roof, as a necessary route to their new hideout. He carefully locked that only passage to ensure that no one could sneak up behind him without alerting him.

Therefore, Murray was not worried about his safety behind him at this moment, and all his attention was on the road in the distance.

Murray knew that their survival was due to their caution, so he wouldn't let his guard down just because they had taken refuge on the border of Nithers.

Just as Murray was intently monitoring the path they were coming from, he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his head, accompanied by a stinging pain in his skin. A bone-chilling coldness traveled from the back of his neck straight to his brain, causing the hairs on his entire back to stand on end instantly. A fine layer of sweat instantly seeped from his forehead, quickly gathering into beads and rolling down his forehead.

But he didn't dare to move an inch!

Even without looking, he knew that there was a sharp weapon pressed against the back of his head, the tip of which had already pierced his skin. If he dared to make the slightest movement, the weapon would instantly pierce his brain!