Chapter 90: Reaper Descends
Two AH-64 Apache helicopters circled above the smoking ruins.
The towering flames painted half the sky a dark red, and the heat waves from the explosions made the rotors shake violently.
Through the side window, Leo looked down at the hellish scene below.
The once heavily guarded Nightfall organization's South American headquarters had now turned into a sea of flames.
The outer ammunition depot had been completely leveled, leaving only a huge charred crater.
All the rainforest trees within a 1,000-foot radius had been knocked down, with bodies scattered everywhere.
Some had been torn to pieces by the blast, others charred to a crisp by the intense heat.
The air was thick with the acrid smell of gunpowder and burning flesh.
"Boss."
Olivia held up a tablet and reported, "The outer ammunition depot has been completely destroyed. The chain explosions caused over half of the enemy casualties. However, the main fortress used high-strength blast-resistant concrete, so its main structure is still intact."
"According to infrared life detection, there are about eighty armed personnel remaining inside the main fortress and surrounding defensive positions. They've reorganized their defense line."
Leo glanced at the screen casually. "Land. Clear the area."
"Yes!"
The two helicopters roared as they descended, landing with a thunderous impact on a relatively flat clearing about 1,000 feet from the main fortress.
The cabin door flew open.
Leo pulled out a black Desert Eagle pistol from the holster on his outer thigh and took the lead.
"Leo!"
Seeing this, Serafina grabbed the silver pocket cannon from her waist. "I'm coming with you!"
In Miami, she had fought alongside him.
On this South American soil she knew so well, she certainly didn't want to be just a spectator.
However, Leo stopped in his tracks.
He turned around and reached out with his well-defined hand, gently pressing down on Serafina's wrist, holding the gun.
Gone was the cold killing intent he showed enemies—Leo's deep eyes showed a rare hint of warmth.
"Stay here. I don't want you getting hurt."
"Okay... I'll wait for you to come back."
Serafina stared at Leo in a daze, a blush rising on her cheeks that even she didn't notice.
This usually dominant and seductive Venomous Scorpion was now as obedient as a well-behaved kitten.
The moment his feet touched South American soil, Leo's body had been filled with the Reaper's killing intent.
"Kill."
As Leo led the team in, the surviving mercenaries in the ruins immediately spotted these uninvited guests and frantically pulled their triggers.
Dense gunfire wove into a net of death in the night, roaring toward Leo and his team.
"Suppressive fire! Kill them!"
The mercenaries hiding behind cover roared.
More than a dozen disheveled, blood-covered mercenaries burst from the ruins, firing wildly at Leo and his team!
These were the remnants who had been on outer patrol and survived by luck.
The explosion hadn't killed them directly, but the shockwave and shrapnel had left them seriously wounded.
Now, their eyes were filled with hatred and madness.
Dense bullets poured down like a rainstorm!
However.
"Bang!"
Leo's figure suddenly vanished from its spot, raising his hand for a single shot.
Without any aiming motion, a machine gunner hiding behind a concrete pillar, just about to peek out and shoot, had his forehead explode in a spray of blood and fell backward.
"Bang! Bang!"
Two more shots, and two mercenaries trying to flank from the side had their chests burst with blood mist, knocked flying by the massive impact.
Against Leo's ghost-like movements and terrifyingly accurate marksmanship, these South American mercenaries were like living moving targets.
At the same time.
The Shadow team members moved.
Olivia fired both guns, precise shots, each one taking a life.
The other three team members flanked from different directions, forming a perfect fire net.
In less than thirty seconds.
All the mercenaries lay in pools of blood.
After dealing with them, Leo led the Shadow team, stepping over shell casings and corpses, advancing toward the main fortress.
Main fortress, underground command center.
Cobra stared at the surveillance screens on the wall, cold sweat pouring down his forehead like a waterfall.
On the screen, the man in the black trench coat, holding just a pistol, was strolling leisurely through the siege of dozens of heavily armed mercenaries.
With each step he took, a mercenary fell.
No unnecessary movements, not a single bullet wasted.
It was like the Grim Reaper touring his own backyard!
"Monster... this guy's not even human!"
Cobra's face was deathly pale, his whole body shaking violently. He grabbed the radio and roared hoarsely, "Hold the line! Hold the main fortress! Anyone who retreats one step, I'll shoot them myself! Use RPGs! Blow him to pieces!"
However, no matter how much he roared, he couldn't stop the collapsing morale outside.
These mercenaries who had killed without mercy and lived by the blade in the South American jungle were finally experiencing true terror.
"Can't hit him! Can't hit him at all!"
"He's a demon!"
"Run! Run!"
When they saw their comrades falling like wheat being harvested while the enemy hadn't even had a piece of his clothing grazed by bullets, the mercenaries' psychological defenses completely collapsed.
Some dropped their guns and tried to flee into the surrounding rainforest.
But the Shadow team snipers on the outer perimeter watch mercilessly harvested the deserters' lives.
The one-sided slaughter lasted only ten minutes.
The gunfire gradually died down.
The clearing outside the main fortress was littered with corpses, rivers of blood.
Eighty elite mercenaries had been completely wiped out in the outer defensive battle.
The heavy smell of blood mixed with gunpowder was sickeningly pungent.
Leo stepped over the bodies and shell casings covering the ground, walking unhurriedly to the main fortress's heavy alloy door that looked like a bank vault.
The barrel of his Desert Eagle was still emitting a faint wisp of smoke.
His trench coat was spotless, and even his breathing rhythm hadn't changed in the slightest.
"Boss."
Olivia quickly caught up, standing beside Leo, glancing at the thermal imager. "Outer perimeter is completely clear. But according to detection, there are still thirty armed personnel inside the main fortress. They've holed up inside and locked down all passages."
Leo tilted his head slightly, looking at the alloy door that was a good 2 feet thick.
The corner of his mouth curved into a cold, cruel sneer.
"Think hiding in a shell will keep them alive?"
Leo took half a step back and holstered his pistol.
"Blow it open."
"Yes!"
Olivia waved her hand.
Two Shadow team demolition experts immediately stepped forward, precisely placing high-concentration military C4 plastic explosives on several load-bearing hinges and lock positions of the alloy door.
"Detonation ready, three, two, one!"
An earth-shattering explosion made the surrounding ground shake violently.
Even a 2-foot alloy blast door proved fragile under the directional blast of military C4.
The steel door, weighing several tons, was directly torn apart by the violent shockwave, crashing thunderously into the fortress, raising clouds of dust and debris!
Through the billowing smoke.
Leo put both hands back in his trench coat pockets, facing the terrified looks inside and the acrid gunpowder smoke.
Like a true demon emerging from hell.
He strode into Nightfall organization's final fortress.