Chapter 742: A Victory Taken for Granted

"Lanse, they seem to be planning to block the road..."

The driver of the armored vehicle had already discovered that those people had parked some cars at the entrance of the valley, blocking it there.

Lanse also discovered this situation. While turning the muzzle of the machine gun to aim at the vehicles behind, he told the driver to "ram through."

The hail of bullets couldn't hurt the people inside the vehicle, giving the driver a momentum to dare to fight anything. He didn't even hesitate, stepped on the accelerator, and rushed towards the entrance of the valley.

Hailamu next to him discovered Lanse's move and followed closely behind.

Seeing that the entrance of the valley, which had already been blocked by a few cars, was rammed open in an instant by the high-horsepower armored vehicle, Joshua, who saw all this happening in the church, cursed "useless" twice, then put away his weapon and changed to another position to shoot.

He planned to run.

If they could block the entrance of the valley, he would still be willing to persist. As long as Lanse and the others couldn't get in, Joshua believed they couldn't lose.

Without armored vehicles, attacking a place that is easy to defend and hard to attack with flesh and blood?

Don't fucking joke!

No matter how many people they bring, it won't be enough to die.

But the entrance hadn't been blocked before it was rammed open, so there was no future.

Once Lanse and his people entered the valley, besides a church and some houses, there was no other place to defend in the valley.

The key was still those two armored vehicles. They could completely work as "breakthrough players" to tear a gap in the defense line inside any building.

Staying here, annihilation was only a matter of time!

Thinking of this, he pulled the bolt, tilted his head, and fired a shot at random. The recoil made his shoulder very uncomfortable.

After getting used to being pampered, he hadn't had such high-intensity shooting for a long time!

There were opportunities and times for shooting before, but it was only symbolic, firing a few shots to mean something, or firing a few shots when hunting.

Like now, firing continuously, his shoulder had already protested to him.

The moment he pulled the bolt and let the shell casing be ejected by the ejector, he had already made a decision in his heart.

"Suppress them, don't let them rush over!" He shouted, and then changed to another position to shoot.

Although people felt a bit puzzled that he always changed places to shoot, at least Joshua didn't flee here at this time, which could be considered a way to boost morale.

Some people felt that he might be doing this to let more people see him, and some felt that he just didn't want to be discovered by the enemy and then aimed at.

But no matter what, the fierce exchange of fire was still going on.

Lanse, who had broken into the valley, directly told Hailamu to shrink back, and he himself also shrank back. The situation in the valley was more complex, and he wasn't sure if there were any enemies hiding in high places.

Before cleaning it up, it's best not to take risks.

Although Hailamu was a bit reluctant, he still obeyed Lanse's order and shrank back into the armored vehicle.

Lanse changed to a rifle and began to shoot at the surrounding enemies through the firing port.

The motorcade outside began to enter following the two armored vehicles, and the exchange of fire between the two sides began to reach a fever pitch. Casualties also appeared on Lanse's side.

But overall, their casualties were within an acceptable range.

The armored vehicles continuously approached the church, which forced the defense depth of the ground defense personnel hiding behind some cover to be continuously compressed.

Soon, most of them hid in the church and the buildings around the church, and the two sides launched a fierce exchange of fire around here.

Moving further back, the cars were a bit inconvenient. People in the cars began to get out, using the cars themselves as cover to shoot at the people in the church.

Lanse, who could see more clearly in the armored vehicle, suddenly had a "cold knowledge" pop into his mind, saying that in war, it takes almost thousands of bullets to eliminate one enemy.

He used to think this data was a bit exaggerated, wondering if it included some corruption in the army.

But now, he felt that this number might still be too conservative.

The two sides had been shooting at each other behind cover for several minutes, but neither side seemed to have any obvious casualties. He was very worried about whether the bullets would be enough.

"Ram in."

Lanse instructed. The driver was stunned for a moment, "Ram into where?"

"Ram in from the main gate of the church. We can't consume ammunition with them like this. Ram in first and force them out of the church."

The driver stepped on the accelerator again and rammed directly towards the main gate of the church.

The two wooden doors, which were not too thick, were rammed open in an instant under the huge impact force. Lanse could already hear the exclamations full of fear from the Saint Bell Party members in the room!

He opened the firing port, aimed his weapon at the outside, and pulled the trigger without looking much. Bullets shot out with a swish-swish-swish sound, accompanied by screams.

Just at this moment, a heavy muffled sound suddenly came from the roof of the car, as if someone had jumped onto the roof of the car, and seemed to be trying to lift the cover of the machine gun turret.

Just when this guy was trying, people outside the door discovered this situation and fired, knocking the person off the car.

Joshua, whose expression was becoming more and more wrong, while letting people stop Lanse and the others from entering the church, wanting to protect the glory of the Lord from being defiled, was secretly retreating.

Resistance, it was definitely impossible to resist. If they could resist, they wouldn't have let Lanse and the others enter the church.

Staying here only meant a dead end, he had to go.

Living is everything.

If he died here, then he died, and it wouldn't have any beneficial effect on the future.

But if he lived, he would have a chance to make a comeback, and have a chance to avenge the brothers who died today.

Joshua's actions were also seen by some interested people, but they didn't speak out, and even followed Joshua to retreat together.

The funds of the Saint Bell Party were basically controlled in Joshua's hands. In other words, he had a large amount of wealth stored in several of his accounts.

Several senior cadres who had been paying attention to Joshua looked at each other and followed him to transfer to the backyard.

The exchange of fire in the church became more intense. The people of the Saint Bell Party seemed to vent all their emotions on the armored vehicle. Even though it was really sturdy, facing such dense attacks, Lanse was still a little worried more or less.

But fortunately, the caliber, kinetic energy, and destructive power of pistol bullets really couldn't tear open the armor. Accompanied by the other armored vehicle breaking into the church, the line of fire began to retreat again.

The gunshots outside the church and some Lanse family members who began to try to enter the church made these gang believers who believed in the Lord feel incomparable fear.

Especially the neat and consistent attire of the Lanse family gave them heavy psychological pressure, and there were two armored vehicles. How the fuck could they fight this?

I don't know who suddenly shouted, "Joshua is gone!"

Then someone shouted that "so-and-so" was also gone, and the situation in the church began to collapse one-sidedly.

The disappearance of Joshua and the gang's top management directly caused the already low morale to fall to the lowest point. Some people couldn't care about continuing to block Lanse and the others and chose to flee.

Others held their weapons high and knelt on the ground to surrender to Lanse's side.

Once people lose the heart to persist, they will never have any thoughts of resistance again.

Just like this moment!

On the blood-splattered crucifix, the Lord lowered his eyes and calmly and compassionately watched the people continuously falling in the church, and those who looked at it with eyes full of confusion.

They didn't know if they would really return to the embrace of the Lord after death, or at the moment of death, they realized that this was actually a scam.

Faith, the church, the gang, and even themselves were all important links in this deception.

The more people who died in the church, the stronger the contrast with the expression on its face.

When the gunshots began to become sparse, and the remaining Saint Bell Party members began to run towards the hillside and drill into the surrounding mountains and forests, at least the victory at the current stage could be ensured.

Considering the safety issue, Lanse didn't leave the armored vehicle. Lao En grabbed a Saint Bell Party member, pushed him to the ground, stepped on his neck, and pointed his gun at his head, "Where did Joshua go?"

The man was trembling all over, not knowing if it was because of the collapse of faith or purely because of fear of death, "I don't know, they all said Joshua has already run away."

The church had been completely controlled, and there was still a small amount of resistance in the surrounding buildings, but it was quickly extinguished.

At least thirty or fifty people fled to the mountain, and even standing on the church tower, one could see their backs running up continuously!

"Should we chase?" Hailamu walked over, also looking at the mountain.

Looking from here, those figures didn't seem far from them, but if they really went to chase, this was actually a very long road, and they might not be able to catch up.

There is a good saying, "Although the mountain is in front of your eyes, the distance from you to the mountain is farther than you think." It well described the actual change of them looking at those people at this moment.

From approaching here to now, cleaning up the entire valley, two or three hours had passed.

It hasn't entered daylight saving time yet, the sky has begun to darken, and by the time they chase over, it will be at least half an hour later.

At that time, the sky will become darker, and Lanse looked at the mountains and forests that were lush again due to the spring, layer upon layer.

These vegetations will block the sunlight, and it will become darker and darker inside!

He considered for a while, "Organize four teams to go up and take a look, pay attention to safety, if you encounter the people who ran up..." He turned to look at Hailamu.

Hailamu nodded, his eyes also flashing with ruthlessness, "I know."

What did he know?

He knew Lanse's meaning: no living people, not even corpses, kill them all!

"If you can't catch up after dark, don't chase anymore, come back directly. I will have people come over to trap them inside."

He patted Hailamu's arm and instructed again, "Pay attention to safety."

Hailamu nodded and turned to leave. While walking, he loudly called the names of those captains, letting them take their people to follow him up the mountain.

Watching them drive across the gentle slope, stop in front of the steep slope, and begin to chase towards the mountain, Lanse withdrew his gaze.

Hailamu left, but Lao En was still here, responsible for controlling the entire valley.

"How many people did we lose?"

Lao En's expression was a bit heavy, "Thirty-seven, and more than forty people were injured, and a few have relatively serious injuries."

"Have they been sent away?"

He nodded, "I've already had people send them back, they should be able to make it."

Lanse came to the church. The church had been simply cleaned up, and the dead brothers were placed together on the stage of the church.

The Lord lowered his head compassionately and looked down at them, seeming to comfort their souls.

Lanse sat on the chair in the first row. He knew that there would definitely be deaths in the battle, but he still felt a bit uncomfortable for these people.

After sitting blankly for a while, he looked at Lao En who was guarding the side, "How many people did we catch?"

Lao En seemed to realize something and licked his lips, "More than sixty."

Lanse made a gesture of silencing, and Lao En didn't hesitate, turned and left.

A few minutes later, the sound of many submachine guns firing came from outside the church, as well as screams and shrieks.

But all of this ended completely in less than thirty seconds.

Some members began to use rifles. After all, with a group of them gathered together, maybe someone was pretending to be dead.

Indeed, a few who were pretending to be dead were found, and amidst their pleas for mercy, those people coldly raised their guns and killed them.

Lanse stood up slowly. He turned and walked towards the outside. The last sunlight of the sunset shone on him as he walked out of the broken gate of the church, as if draping him in a bright red battle robe, a blood-stained battle robe.

He glanced at the group of people who died under the steps not far away, looked at the remaining brothers on the square, and took a deep breath.

Perhaps, this is called the setting sun like blood.

Soon, the local Imperial gang leader received a call from Lanse, asking him to bring people and medicine over, as well as some gasoline. Lanse wanted to burn everything here.

At the same time, he also asked him to assist in surrounding the places where they could go down the mountain, blocking Joshua and his group on the mountain.

And with so many corpses to deal with, it's not impossible to just abandon them in the wilderness, but considering environmental protection and safety issues, Lanse still decided to burn them all.

Two hours later, the sky was completely dark. Gunshots could still be heard from the mountain from time to time. The local Imperial gang that arrived here brought more than two hundred people, which was already their limit!

When they saw the piles of corpses in the valley and saw the Lanse family members holding guns and looking at them with murderous intent, everyone's legs were trembling a bit.

"Joshua... is finished?" the gang leader couldn't help but ask.

Lanse shook his head, "The Saint Bell Party is finished, but Joshua escaped to the mountain."

"I want you to guard all the places where you can go down the mountain nearby. If he comes down, kill him, and then bring his corpse to me."

"Whoever can bring his corpse, I'll give him 100,000!"

"It's also valid for our own people."

The people brought by the gang leader all gasped, and then joy appeared on their faces.

Subsequently, Lanse arranged for them to be responsible for patrolling, while the remaining people gathered the corpses together and began to burn them.

At this time, Hailamu also came down from the mountain, with a depressed expression on his face, he didn't catch up.

"The person who caught up said he was the first to run, don't know where he ran to, but know he kept running forward."

He sat on the steps smoking a cigarette. The sheep in the sheep pen behind had already been slaughtered. They also found some other food, as well as a big pot, and threw them in to start cooking.

On one side was the continuously burning corpses, and on the other side was cooking, which gave those local gang members a creepy feeling.

It is conceivable that after tonight, more outrageous rumors about Lanse and the Lanse family will soon spread in the market!

Lanse was also smoking. He looked at the sky not polluted by industrial waste, and the sky was full of bright stars!

People might be accustomed to this bright sky. What they don't know is that it won't be long before they can't see it anymore.

Even Lanse, looking at it at this moment, felt a deep shock, "I will transfer people over tomorrow, he is dead!"

"So don't worry, trap him for two days first."

"Just happen to send some people back..."

At night, Lanse called Aierwen, asked him to transfer people over, and also called Director Bulu, asking him to support some police officers.

Some wearing police uniforms and some wearing plain clothes would do.

If it's about having more people, it's definitely the police. With the continuous increase in population in New Jincheng, there were more than 20,000 police officers this year, including temporary workers.

Mobilizing two or three thousand police officers to come over doesn't affect anything for the current city, and the police are also very happy, after all, this is serving Mr. Lanse.

Because Joshua didn't die, everyone didn't celebrate at night, just rested quickly after eating.

A day of rushing and an afternoon of fighting, everyone was exhausted.

At this time, Joshua on the mountain looked at the fire in the valley, his teeth were about to be bitten off.

If it weren't for these people, he should be lying on his velvet bed now, enjoying the arrival of a beautiful dream.

But now, hunger, thirst, and fear lingered around him. He gripped the weapon in his hand tightly and continued to walk towards the other side of the mountain.

For him, this could already be considered an exercise that exceeded the limits of the human body. He had never walked such a long distance!

The only motivation supporting him to walk on now is to live!

In fact, later, he encountered people from the Saint Bell Party, a senior cadre, but he didn't dare to make a sound, just quietly watched the other party pass by him from ten or twenty meters away.

After going up the mountain, he became cautious and didn't trust anyone.

He was already thinking about what to do after leaving here.

Before, he was still thinking about revenge and making a comeback.

But now, he suddenly felt that being a rich man was actually not bad.

He had the gang's funds in his bank account, enough for him to spend extravagantly for the rest of his life!

He gritted his teeth, enduring the severe pain in the soles of his feet. As long as he left here, everything would get better... ===== CHAPTER 743 =====