1092: Chapter 1037: Precise Targeted Killing!
Stealth Tracking!
1092: Chapter 1037: Precise Targeted Killing!
Stealth Tracking!
Dust fills the air.
The stench of blood is overwhelming.
Amid an atmosphere of grim solemnity, everyone is dumbfounded and shocked.
What just happened?
Could it be that a teorite fell with impeccable accuracy right onto Lemur, this unlucky bastard?
The power of this collision was truly extraordinary!
It’s as if Lemur was thrown into a hydraulic press.
With thousands of tons of force, he was crushed into a pulp.
And in real life, isn’t it the sa for those crushed to death by dump trucks?
However…
The mysterious object that fell from the sky is clearly not a teorite.
The dust stirred up at the scene contains, besides soil, a gray substance that resembles cent.
Cent is an industrial product.
With cent involved, it’s obvious soone intended to kill Lemur.
So this must have been a precision-guided cent bomb!
Many years ago, in the war against terror, people realized that whether it was artillery shells, missiles, or bombs, any weapon that relies on chemical energy for explosion and uses shock waves and shrapnel to inflict damage, could easily result in innocent casualties.
For instance, a 155mm high-explosive fragntation shell, weighing nearly fifty kilograms with thirty kilograms of high explosives.
Once it explodes, everything within a thirty-ter radius on the ground is absolutely dood.
Fifty ters away, people would still be hard by the blast wave and shrapnel, and even two to three hundred ters away, there is still a risk of being killed by flying shrapnel.
As for missiles and bombs, they’re even more savage, typically packing several dozens to hundreds of kilograms of explosives, and often a lot of chemical fuel that remains unburned upon explosion, resulting in an even larger radius of destruction.
So penetration bombs designed for underground effects can weigh several tons, drilling through tens of ters of earth before exploding deep underground.
This is why in news reports from war-torn regions, buildings hit by aircraft bombs or artillery shells are almost always instantly demolished after a thunderous explosion.
Killing by explosion is too likely to cause innocent casualties.
But as long as the accuracy is high enough, a cent bomb can still crush a person to death.
Cent bombs have already shown their effectiveness on the anti-terrorism battlefield.
Once, a leader of a terrorist organization was hit by a cent bomb from the sky on his way ho.
He and his vehicle were directly smashed to a pulp, without affecting any other vehicles or pedestrians nearby.
Much like today.
Lemur was struck at high speed by a cent bomb, his body smashed deep into the ground, turned utterly into a pulp, and killed instantly.
Since the bomb did not explode violently, there was no strong blast wave or high-speed flying shrapnel, so it didn’t kill anyone nearby.
Had it been an air-to-ground missile instead, the international delegates not far from him would have suffered horrible casualties.
Now, as the dust settles, the campfires are still blazing, and the at remains deliciously fragrant…
But the expressions of the people are unified in shock.
Lemur, who was happily opening envelopes and writing quotes, a lively person brimming with joy, a rcenary with rich combat experience…
was suddenly crushed to disappearance.
Of course, it’s not as if he’s gone completely.
The splattered flesh and the pulp in the crater are all that’s left of him.
It’s just no longer possible to piece it back together.
He’s dead!
Dead and not intact, reduced to fragnts.
Beyond the shock, everyone quickly realizes there are too many unanswered questions.
If Lemur is dead, then where is the nuclear warhead they wanted?
Apart from him, who else knows the nuclear codes?
Most importantly…
Who is it that wants him dead but does not wish to harm the innocent?
Moreover, the attacker must have considerable military capabilities to have accomplished such a precise airstrike, a true precision kill.
So the intentions of the various countries that wanted to bid for the nuclear warhead are no longer secret?
After a brief mont of dumbfounded silence, panic-stricken fleeing ensues.
Lemur was reduced to bits by a cent bomb, how the hell can the auction proceed!
And so!
Under the illumination of the roaring campfires.
There were panicked and hasty faces hurrying away, afraid that even half a mont’s delay could be too late.
Soon, cars start with roaring engines, scrambling to flee in terror.
Leaving behind campfires, roasted at, fine wine…
And of course, the small stools, gnawed bones, smoked cigarette butts.
As well as Lemur’s splattered flesh and a huge crater of cent.
Stationed around the mountainside, Lemur’s four brothers and an ard force hired with money.
Precision-guided, smashing a man to bits.
It’s clear that this place has beco unsafe; who the hell would dare to stay?
They, stationed on the periphery, are the quickest to run.
The shaking headlights, the roaring engines.
Vehicle after vehicle flees in terror, shattering the tranquility of the small fishing village.
Three hundred ters away, on a hill.
Tang Xiao removes the camouflage net, gazes through her sniper scope.
They’re all running faster than each other.
“Tragic!
Not a single shot fired!”
With a sigh and a shake of her head, Tang Xiao imdiately picks up the satellite communicator to contact Wu Jie.
“Jie, did you see that?
Lemur was smashed to a pulp; everyone has run off.
So what do we do next?”
“Find a place to settle down near the port for now.
After Lemur’s associates flee, they will surely notify others…”
After listening, Tang Xiao signals the others.
Everyone, wearing ghillie suits and carrying camouflage nets, slowly leaves their positions and quietly withdraws.
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