An Uncrossable Chasm!

As the Special Operations Team soldiers had predicted, just as they had quickly suppressed the enemy in the room and gained the upper hand through a surprise attack, a large number of armed soldiers rushed out from the houses surrounding the house, their faces full of anger and anxiety as they charged toward the house from which the gunfire had come.

Their duty is to guard and defend, and now someone has silently passed through their defenses and launched an attack on the people they are protecting. How can they not be shocked and angry?

The houses where the defensive soldiers were stationed were only a dozen or twenty meters away from the central core building, a distance that should have taken only a few seconds to reach. However, this distance was not so easy to cross.

Although the special Special Operations Team soldiers had already stormed into the room, there was still one person outside!

The Vietnam soldiers had barely emerged from the room when they were met with a fierce attack.

After Victor and James led the Special Operations Team into the target room, Chen Mo slowly drew two pistols from the holster on his leg, holding them naturally at his sides.

Those Vietnam soldiers who rushed out to provide support upon hearing the gunfire would be fatally attacked by Chen Mo soon as they came into his sight.

Chen Mo quickly raised his two pistols, stretched his arms forward, and repeatedly pulled the triggers towards the soldiers appearing in a 120-degree fan-shaped area opposite. Bullets were fired Speed, instantly traversing a distance of more than ten meters and accurately hitting the foreheads of the large number of soldiers surging out from the opposite side. The speed at which the bullets fired from Chen Mo's two pistols were even faster than the speed at which the soldiers were surging out from the opposite side!

Whenever the magazine is empty, Chen Mo instantly stores it in his spatial storage and replaces it with a new magazine. All of this happens in an instant and does not affect Chen Mo's firing speed in the slightest.

The two pistols in Chen Mo's hands seemed to have unlimited ammunition, spitting fire non-stop. Their firepower was no less fierce than that of a machine gun, and their accuracy was as high as 100%, far surpassing that of machine guns, which were mainly used for suppressing fire.

With Chen Mo firing dozens of bullets per second and hitting the target every time, his dual-gun wielding power is comparable to that of hundreds of ace snipers!

These soldiers had just rushed out of the room and around the corner, and before they could even see what was happening, they were hit in the head by a stray bullet and fell to the ground.

At first, the Vietnam soldiers didn't realize anything was wrong. But when dozens of soldiers rushed out, they were shot dead before they could even take two steps. When their bodies piled up in the corner, the soldiers behind finally realized what was happening. They stopped their suicidal advance in terror, holding their rifles and pressing themselves tightly against the wall, not daring to take another step forward.

However, although the Vietnam soldiers facing Chen Mo on the side of the room door were suppressed by Chen Mo and dared not move, the soldiers behind the house did not stop.

Just as the Vietnam soldiers in front stopped and hid behind the wall, not daring to show their faces, the soldiers behind Chen Mo also poured out from both sides of the house behind him.

Chen Mo's expression remained unchanged. With his extraordinary perception, he had a complete grasp of the movements of all the soldiers around him.

With no target in sight, Chen Mo simply moved his outstretched arms to the sides, extending them horizontally towards his body. Without turning Chen Mo head, he continued to look ahead with a cold and indifferent expression, and pulled the trigger without even looking, beginning to fire blindly!

However, this did not affect Chen Mo's accuracy and firing speed. As Chen Mo quickly pulled the trigger with both index fingers, the bolt drove the firing pin to pierce the primer of the bullet, igniting the propellant inside the bullet and causing an explosion. The powerful propulsion propelled the two bullets out of the chambers of the two pistols almost simultaneously. They flew parallel to each other along the wall of the house behind Chen Mo, instantly reaching the corners of the house at both ends, and directly piercing the temples of the two Vietnam soldiers who had just popped their heads out and had not yet had time to turn around.

As the bullet easily pierced through the skull and penetrated, two streaks of red and white brain matter splattered from the bullet holes in the two men's temples, shooting out in the air as two beautiful, tragically beautiful streaks of red and white.

This was just the beginning; the soldiers behind did not stop their suicidal march because of the sacrifices of their comrades at the front.

Because the people behind the house were blocked by the house, they could only come around from both sides. Therefore, these fifty or so soldiers did not disperse like the soldiers opposite Chen Mo, but instead concentrated on both sides of the house. At this moment, they rushed out, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen soldiers rushed out.

Without turning his head, Chen Mo fired his two guns repeatedly, instantly killing all of the dozen or so men who had rushed out first.

Those behind, though they saw their comrades being cut down like Maze, assumed there was a machine gun ambush around the corner and tried to stop in terror. However, due to their speed and close proximity, they couldn't stop in time and could only rush out of the corner in despair.

They strained to turn their heads to look behind the corner of the wall, only to be shocked to discover that the enemy who had killed more than a dozen of their comrades in an instant was not a machine gun, but an ordinary black pistol!

The enemy holding the pistol didn't even turn his head to look at them to aim; instead, he faced sideways and fired blindly!

However, they didn't have much time to see clearly, and naturally they didn't notice that the same thing was happening on Chen Mo's other side. The soldiers who rushed out from both sides were all killed instantly by Chen Mo with his two guns!

Soon, accompanied by the rapid gunfire from Chen Mo's two pistols, which sounded like submachine guns, the soldiers who had just rushed out were wiped out once again.

Only then did the soldiers behind finally stop, no longer daring to blindly advance. By this time, nearly half of the soldiers who had circled around from behind Chen Mo had already been lost.

In other words, including the soldiers Chen Mo had killed earlier, only half of the hundreds of Vietnam soldiers guarding the area remained!

Chen Mo killed nearly fifty Vietnam soldiers in a very short time!

The remaining fifty-odd soldiers all hid behind the wall, too afraid to show their faces.

In such a short time, before they could even react, they had inexplicably lost nearly half of their manpower, without even seeing the enemy's face, knowing nothing about how many there were or what weapons they were using. The unknown enemy made them even more fearful.

The corner of the wall in front of them was like an insurmountable chasm, which they could not cross, nor dared to try to cross it again.