There were still people in the arsenal, but only two.

They were sorting out their ammunition and equipment with their backs to the door, but they didn't notice Luke coming in.

This was the core area of the stronghold, surrounded by their men, who had no idea that the enemy would infiltrate.

Luke walked over and punched the back of the head cleanly.

Then, he went straight to the point.

He can't afford bullets or anything, but he has enough of this stuff.

He was a little tempted by the loaded chain, but there was no need to take it now.

With a quick movement of his hands, he opened the lids of several boxes, and after confirming the equipment in them, he put them into the storage space along with them, and then two RPGs and a row of warheads.

He hasn't bought this thing yet, it's similar to the machine gun, and he won't need it for the time being.

Now, of course, it's up to you.

He moved quite quickly, and it didn't take him more than two minutes to wash the things he fancied.

Stuff the bodies of the two bandits into two empty boxes and close the lids, on which Luke also pressed two boxes of bullets.

For a short time, no one will find their bodies, which will give him more time to act.

Sneaking out of the concrete room, he felt his way to the spot he had chosen.

It's a building in the direction of one o'clock in the whole base, and it's nothing special, it's pretty inconspicuous.

The building was neither a defensive point nor a perimeter, and its location was a bit out of the way, except for the large area of weeds outside.

Touching this, Luke threw a rope dart and pulled a vigilant bandit outside the house in, knocking him to death.

Then he pulled the raw materials out of the storage space and quickly crafted makeshift weapons with his hands and feet.

This is the material he got at Dito Manor before, and it was for his cultivation land.

The materials were all ready-made, and his manufacture ended quickly.

Luke stuffed more than half of his homemade weapons back into the storage space, and the remaining dozen or so carried them directly in his hands and walked to the back of the house.

It's in the blind spot of the stronghold, and it was the bandit who guarded it, but now of course there's no one.

Luke placed a stack of homemade weapons in front of him, then took a breath, picked one up, pulled the tab of the grenade on it, and threw it outward.

At a rate of two per second, he quickly threw out more than a dozen homemade weapons in front of him.

The force he used was enormous, and the height of the throw was astonishing, and the self-made weapon took on an arc like a goddess scattering flowers, flying towards the patches of weeds in front of him.

As Luke threw out his homemade weapon, in front of a building further in front of him, a gun-armed bandit suddenly felt that something was wrong, and subconsciously looked up: "How do I feel, as if something is flying over our heads?" ”

Another bandit also looked at it: "Where?" ”

The homemade weapons that could skim over their heads were now down on the weeds, and they could see them anywhere.

Before the two of them finished speaking, they heard a loud noise, and the first homemade weapon that was still in mid-air had exploded.

Countless fires flew out with the explosion, and a huge meteor rain was splashed in mid-air, covering a range of more than ten meters one after another.

Then came a cascade of explosions and a rain of fire, which spread rapidly over the weed farm outside the stronghold.

The two bandits were dumbfounded.

In the stronghold, when the first explosion sounded, everyone involuntarily fell silent.

After a while, everyone subconsciously spoke, some were asking, some were shouting, and there was a lot of noise in the stronghold.

Selena's voice rang out: "Martin, they have already eliminated the roadblocks and are speeding towards the stronghold. ”

Luke snickered in his heart: Now, Martin has a chance.

Let Martin's offensive defense line be complete with more than 300 people, even if the opponent is a group of amateurs, it is to find death.

One of the phrases that the US military fighting overseas often says is: Within 10 minutes of firing, we will have an absolute advantage. After ten minutes, it depends on who has more people.

The meaning of this statement is very clear, that is, in battle, it is very fatal to be at a numerical disadvantage for a long time.

In a short period of time, firepower and individual strength can overwhelm the numerical advantage.

But after a long time, in the face of a steady stream of enemies, even the most elite soldiers will not be able to stand it.

Of course, this mainly refers to the squad going out on a mission, such as Baghdad, such as Afghanistan.

Luke infiltrated unobtrusively, also to create chaos.

His strength is far beyond ordinary people now, but if he wants to easily clean up these bandits of the Dito Group, he can't stand up loudly.

Hundreds of guns swept over, and even if he had a primary self-healing and body armor, it would hurt a lot.

Martin really didn't give up revenge, and if he continued to kill, then Luke would have more room for maneuver.

While pondering, he released a box of grenades from the storage space, picked one up and flipped it in his hand: "When they get outside the stronghold, remind me of the distance and range." ”

Selena: "Within a minute, they'll be near the entrance to the main entrance." "It's a buffer time for him to prepare.

A minute, very quickly.

"Martin, they stopped, and they didn't move forward for a while." Selena reminded.

Luke smiled, "It's a good show." ”

As he spoke, he pulled out the safety pin of the grenade and threw it hard towards the front entrance.

As soon as he started throwing, he didn't stop.

At a rate of two per second, he threw a box of grenades in front of him far away to various positions that had already been locked near the main entrance.

Boom Boom Boom!

80！ 80！ 80！ 80！ Luke couldn't help but muttered in his heart.

A series of explosions rang out, flames and shrapnel flew in all directions, and the bandits gathered around the main gate were severely damaged.

Luke turned into a human grenadier at this moment, and accurately threw grenades into the place where the bandits gathered.

In the stronghold, a large number of terrible screams for help echoed.

There were many bandits killed by the bombing, and even more bandits were half-killed by the bombing, and the heavy injuries made them scream desperately and desperately beg for help.

The bandits in the stronghold were all in a panic: Are we surrounded by the Mexican military? This is a special shelling!

Luke threw grenades with astonishing frequency, and with no less accuracy, exploding almost in a series around the front door.

The momentum was quite terrifying, and it gave the amateur bandits the illusion that they were surrounded.

Luke didn't bother to pay attention to these guys, his show had just begun.

Twenty grenades were thrown in one go, and he took a moment to gauge the movement in the stronghold.

Right now, a lot of people are running around the front door, even if they don't understand what they're running.

In many places on the periphery, there were already bandits who couldn't help but fire outside the stronghold, completely unaware that the attack just now came from the inside.

Luke quickly turned his attention away from the front door.

The guys there have been blown to pieces, and few people dare to gather together.