Chapter 813 - 811

This hideout was secured by many brothers with their blood, cunning like a fox with three burrows, with a superb understanding of reconnaissance and counter-surveillance. Several times, the reconnaissance almost got discovered.

Right now, in the county town, his Iron Eagle Team is engaged in a fierce battle with the drug dealers for their successful infiltration.

Bo Yimo’s face was icy, and his gaze was deep. He responded softly.

The two advanced swiftly, gradually seeing a wooden house, built very high, surrounded by surveillance cameras, with armed guards in every direction.

Bo Yimo released the latest developed invisible UAV, which is very small and can avoid crowds, selecting the optimal route for low-altitude flight.

The UAV bypassed the patrol and entered the house, where a person was on a phone call, speaking excitedly in the language of M Country: "The army is coming to attack us. This time they are coming fiercely, and many of my guys are dead. You hurry over to support. If I’m caught, you’re all finished. Hurry up and protect me..."

Before the words were finished, the person suddenly stopped talking, the phone dropped to the ground, and he collapsed.

Dead.

Someone killed him.

No visible weapon at a glance, he just died instantly.

"Z is left-handed." Bo Yimo squinted, "He is not Z."

In an unmanned state, one generally exposes their true nature.

A drug dealer without Z is just a headless fly, nothing to fear.

Bo Qingzhi grumbled, "This is truly fucked up. Did we just waste our efforts?"

So much manpower and resources wasted, and they didn’t even catch a glimpse of Z. Isn’t this fucked up?

"Not in vain." Bo Yimo’s gaze swept calmly around, and he said lightly, "Let’s take down this place first; we might find some clues."

Under such tight guard, they could still kill silently, showing their skill.

Bo Qingzhi immediately realized, just about to speak.

Bo Yimo directly threw in a few grenades, "Go."

With that, Bo Yimo holding a gun, moved to the side, rounding to the back.

The explosion alerted the drug dealers, who immediately fired toward the area of the disturbance, approaching step by step.

Bo Yimo moved to the back, tightly watching them, "Your left."

With that, he cleanly and efficiently took down two on the upper right, his marksmanship precise.

Bo Qingzhi: ...

Need to remember, he is the commander!

Don’t take charge on your own!

This affects his dignity as a commander!

Bo Qingzhi followed closely, taking down two more.

The sound of bodies hitting the ground raised the alert among the drug dealers. They turned back cautiously, finding no one, and suddenly machine guns started firing everywhere in panic.

At this moment, filled with slaughter, the tense gunfight officially began.

The two coordinated perfectly, taking down one after another, dealing with twenty to thirty in a short time. Unable to locate them, the drug dealers became frantically crazed, firing machine guns even at their own comrades.

The two hid in a corner, watching the frenzied drug dealers. Being caught would be an unimaginable fate, death was not the scariest outcome.

"Let’s capture them alive, call the third team to take them in."

Bo Qingzhi had the same thought, nodding, silently sending a signal.

The two changed tactics, directly aiming at their wrists and thighs. A wounded wrist can’t hold a gun, and an injured thigh can’t run.