Chapter 89: South American Hunt and Kill

Leo took the gun and weighed it in his hand.

"Where should I shoot?"

"Anywhere."

Walter laughed dismissively. "If you can hit that target over there, I'll give you props."

He pointed at a human-shaped target 200 feet away.

However.

Leo didn't even glance at the target.

He raised the gun, aiming at the darkness outside the factory.

"Bang!"

The gunshot exploded.

Everyone froze.

"What the fuck are you doing?!"

Walter roared, "I told you to shoot the target! Not to..."

Before he could finish.

A loud crash came from outside the factory.

Then.

"Ahhhhh!"

A piercing scream came from the darkness.

Carlos's face changed dramatically, and he immediately rushed out with his men.

Moments later.

He dragged back a corpse.

It was a man in black combat gear, shot right between the eyes with a headshot.

"Boss!"

Carlos shouted in terror, "It's a scout from the 'Northern Alliance'!"

"What?"

Walter's face changed.

The Northern Alliance was the Red Command's mortal enemy.

The two sides had been fighting for years.

"He was hiding in an abandoned water tower 1000 feet away, using a sniper scope to monitor our factory!"

Carlos threw the body on the ground. "If this gentleman hadn't fired... we were being watched and didn't even know it!"

"1000 feet?!"

Walter's eyes widened, looking at Leo in disbelief.

"And at night... a headshot?!"

He swallowed hard.

Is this guy even human?

Walter's attitude changed completely in an instant.

"Sir, I was blind earlier!"

He quickly walked up to Leo and respectfully extended his hand.

"Walter, second-in-command of Brazil's Red Command. If you need anything in the future, just ask!"

Leo shook his hand briefly, then let go.

"When can I get the weapons?"

"Right away!"

Walter immediately turned and shouted at his men.

"Quick! Load all the weapons on the list into the trucks!"

"Move fast! Don't keep our honored guest waiting!"

Half an hour later.

Three vans loaded with weapons stopped at the factory entrance.

"Mr. Ashford."

Walter said respectfully, "Everything you wanted is in the vehicles."

"And..."

He paused, showing a flattering smile.

"I'm throwing in fifty extra grenades and ten boxes of ammunition."

"Consider it as making a friend."

"Good."

Leo nodded and pulled out a Swiss bank promissory note from his pocket.

"Three million dollars, not a cent less."

"Thank you!"

Walter took the note, grinning from ear to ear.

After Leo and Serafina left.

Carlos walked up to Walter and asked quietly, "Boss, who is that guy?"

"No idea."

Walter shook his head, a trace of awe flashing in his eyes.

"But I can say one thing for sure..."

He looked in the direction Leo had disappeared.

"That man... is a real killing machine."

Meanwhile.

On the Brazil-Venezuela border, deep in the Amazon rainforest.

Nightfall organization's South American headquarters.

Hidden in the dense rainforest, the perimeter was covered with minefields and traps.

Dozens of fully armed mercenaries patrolled day and night.

The entire base covered a vast area, laid out in a fan shape.

The outermost ring was the training ground and mercenary barracks.

The middle section housed a large weapons depot and ammunition storage area.

And at the deepest part of the base was a fortress-like command center built with concrete.

Cobra's office was on the top floor of the command center.

A full 1000 feet away from the weapons depot.

This was a layout he had specifically designed—even if something happened to the weapons depot, it wouldn't affect the command center.

Inside the fortress, the command center.

Cobra sat at his desk, checking the inventory list of recently arrived weapons.

He was about forty, lean and wiry, with vicious eyes and a hideous scar across his face.

"Good..."

He nodded with satisfaction. "Lone Wolf's people are pretty reliable."

"The quality of this batch of weapons is excellent, enough to last us half a year."

He picked up the satellite phone on his desk and dialed an encrypted number.

The phone rang three times.

"Hello."

A low, raspy voice came through the receiver.

It was Nightfall organization's supreme leader, Mourner.

"Mourner."

Cobra immediately stood up and said respectfully.

"The weapons ordered from Miami have all arrived at the South American base."

"Good."

Mourner's voice remained cold. "Any movement from Leo?"

"No."

Cobra sneered. "That so-called Reaper is probably still in New York playing underground emperor."

"He has no idea where our South American base is."

"Don't let your guard down."

Mourner said gravely, "Leo destroyed both the Romano family and the Drake family. He's no pushover."

"Strengthen the base defenses immediately."

"Yes!"

Cobra responded respectfully.

The call ended.

Cobra sneered and tossed the phone on the desk.

"Leo..."

He walked to the window, looking at the densely patrolling mercenaries outside.

"No matter how good you are, you'll never find this place."

"This is deep in the Amazon rainforest..."

"Even if you found it, you wouldn't leave alive!"

However.

What he didn't know was.

Just 2 miles from the base, on a high point.

Leo sat on a rock, holding a military tablet.

On the screen, a flashing red dot was displayed.

It was the tracker planted in that batch of weapons.

"Location confirmed."

Olivia stood beside Leo, reporting quietly.

"Target coordinates: 2 degrees 47 minutes south latitude, 60 degrees 32 minutes west longitude. Signal source has stopped moving, confirmed entry into enemy ammunition depot."

"Nightfall organization's South American headquarters, locked on."

"Good."

Leo handed the tablet to Olivia and pulled out a black remote control from his pocket.

It was a detonator.

With just one press of the button, the C4 explosives hidden inside that batch of weapons would detonate instantly, along with the entire ammunition depot.

"All personnel retreat to a safe distance."

Leo said flatly.

"Yes!"

The Shadow squad members immediately pulled back.

Leo stood up, looking at the buildings barely visible deep in the distant rainforest.

A cold smile curved his lips.

Blinding firelight instantly illuminated the entire rainforest.

Fifty million dollars' worth of weapons detonated simultaneously!

Combined with the large amount of explosives originally stored in the ammunition depot, it triggered a terrifying chain explosion. The shockwave uprooted trees within 1000 feet of the ammunition depot!

Dozens of patrolling mercenaries nearby were instantly torn to shreds by the terrifying heat and blast wave.

"Ah!"

At that moment, Cobra was standing by the window of the main fortress's command room. He was violently thrown back by the savage blast wave and slammed hard into the wall behind him.

Fortunately, he didn't die.

The concrete fortress's defensive strength, combined with the 1000-foot buffer distance, allowed him to narrowly escape being vaporized.

"Enemy attack... enemy attack!!"

Cobra's eyes were bloodshot as he roared hoarsely, "It's Leo! He's found us! All personnel prepare for combat!"

2 miles away.

Leo stood on the high ground, quietly watching the towering flames in the distance.

The shockwave from the explosion made his trench coat flutter wildly.

"Master."

Olivia looked at the thermal imaging data on the tablet. "Detonation point was at the outer ammunition depot. Based on the building structure, the main fortress wasn't completely destroyed. The enemy commander and some elite forces should still be alive."

"I know."

A cruel smile curved Leo's lips.

"The bomb was just a greeting."

He turned and strode toward the helicopter.

"Time to finish this."

"Yes!"

The entire Shadow squad boarded.

Two heavily armed helicopters' rotors began spinning wildly, slowly lifting off.

"Target: Nightfall organization's South American headquarters."

Leo's voice was ice-cold, like a death god pronouncing judgment.

"Mission: Clean up survivors, leave no one alive."

"Yes!"

The helicopters roared forward like two black steel beasts, swooping toward the sea of fire.

The Reaper's hunt... had only just begun.