The mine protection team came up.
Over a hundred strong, every one of them fearless in the face of death, charging forward with AK-47s on their shoulders.
Every Vanguard Security operative turned to look.
The next second, burst after burst of bullets whizzed through the air, flying straight toward the enemy.
From a distance—
The local armed militants on the other side suddenly had bloody flowers erupt from their heads one after another, their lives taken by bullets.
With the Shooting Mastery skill's boost, every bullet fired by the mine protection team was practically unerring. Each shot struck the distant militants with perfect accuracy. Some of them were hit by several bullets all on their own.
After just one exchange, no one remained standing within visible range on the other side.
"Move in and clear them out!"
Following the skills they had recently learned in special forces training, the mine protection team split into small squads of several men each and rapidly jogged forward, putting what they had learned to immediate use.
The former special forces members on site who had once served as their instructors were all stunned.
Wasn't this a little too fast to learn?
And they weren't afraid of dying, either.
The ruthless feared the reckless, the reckless feared those who didn't value their lives—and what if over a hundred people who didn't fear death, possessed accurate marksmanship, and had received special forces training appeared at once?
Everyone from Vanguard Security exchanged looks, seeing the fear in each other's eyes.
This was an extremely terrifying force.
In the distance, corpses lay scattered around several battered trucks.
With guns in hand, the mine protection team members went around delivering finishing shots one by one. Every so often, they found armed militants lying on the ground and pretending to