Hidden Assassin: Section 251 Mutual Sting
Sounds boiled between the dark floors. The broken sound of windows and various glassware kept shaking everyone’s tympanic membrane. Yahan held the gun handle tightly in his hand and squeezed into the large inspection machine with my mom. Behind, the bullet roared across the air, smashing sparks and noises everywhere in the room, and occasionally dust and stones fell on the wall behind him.
In the middle of the room, dragging the thermal energy monitor, Mantou was carrying the scary big gun constantly moving, the bullet pressed into the gun body, the trigger was pulled, the sparks flashed for an instant, and the bullet banged through the wall. Attacking the enemy through a few rooms nearby, the power is really amazing. Robert and the others, as well as the bodyguards on Yahan's side, also kept shooting in the dark, moving in a small range among the test instruments. The side of the laboratory by the corridor was originally huge windows, which were convenient for the experimenters to observe the situation inside. At this time, along with many shutters, they were destroyed by flying bullets. As far as the eye can see, the entire floor has become The most dangerous dead zone.
Outside the building, accompanied by the sound of gunshots from the battle, there was a faint whistling of police sirens. It seemed that someone was shouting, but it disappeared. Yahan muttered: "Half an hour, half an hour..." Picking up my mother's wrist and looking at the expensive women's luminous watch with difficulty: "Also, there are still fifteen minutes, only fifteen minutes. ..." That was the time that Mantou predicted, but now it seems that every minute is so long...
Straightened slightly, and glanced at the floor where gunfire was constantly being fired. At this time, a series of machine gun bullets pulled out dazzling sparks on the instrument next to him. In the harsh sound, Yahan She was so scared that she hurriedly fell back, and the little mother held her behind: "Be careful, you!"
"Hide!" Mantou said in a low voice, dragging the thermal imager quickly over from a short distance, suddenly got up for a shot, and then fell down again. The heat caused by human shadows, bullets passing by, and flames burning in many places caused strong interference to the instrument. At this moment, the light and shadow on the display screen looked blurry, and he could only shoot continuously based on his feelings and experience. The accuracy of his head might be reduced, but the threat of this modified sniper rifle is still huge. At least so far, these The killer has not been able to advance.
Only pressed an armor-piercing projectile into the barrel of the gun. An obvious bright spot suddenly appeared on the screen, almost subconsciously, Mantou jumped toward the back of the instrument on the side, and a rocket roared across the outer corridor, and then, the explosion of fire swept across. Impacted everywhere in the laboratory.
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Not only in the research institute building, at this moment. The street outside is really lively. Among the snow flying in the sky, unmanned vehicles basically blocked the whole street. Several exploded vehicles were burning in the wind and snow at the moment. The gunfire raged continuously.
I have to admit that the police in New York are actually quite efficient. Almost within five minutes of the turmoil, the first patrol car had arrived at the street, but the first policeman was hiding behind the car. He panicked and yelled: "We are Los Angeles, no... New York police..." After the horn in his hand was directly exploded by bullets flying from nowhere, the policeman came under fierce fire. And it exploded into a ball of fire within three minutes. I think this police officer, who should have just been transferred from Los Angeles, now has a new and profound understanding of the security situation in New York.
Since then, reinforcements of police vehicles have continued to come and blockade nearby neighborhoods. It is estimated that more than one hundred police officers have launched a fire confrontation against terrorists in the streets outside the line of defense formed by police vehicles. At this time, the number of killers still on the street was about 20, but all of them had experienced battles, relying on the bunker composed of countless vehicles, hiding in them, while coping with the occasional harassment of the members of Yanhuang Awakening, they faced resistance. Firepower at both ends of the street. But it also steadily blocked the police officers at both ends of the road.
Although the members of Yanhuang Awakening who were ambushing on the buildings on both sides of the road in advance can occasionally make some harassing shots at the streets below, they are already in a rather distressed situation at the moment, and Pei Luojia's force is beyond. Everyone's predictions in advance, including on the street, including the research institute building, and the people who came to hunt them at this time, have successively estimated that they are more than 80. Whether in the traditional or practical sense, a killer should be synonymous with acting alone, concealment, and unpredictability. Even if the president of a country is killed, it is just one or two skilled killers acting alone. Sending out dozens of killers to catch one person is equivalent to a war.
In the dark buildings on both sides of the road, the lower floors were originally shops and supermarkets of various kinds, and the upper floors were mostly office buildings of various large and small companies. When power outages and gunfire suddenly came, some people left the building in chaos. However, some people were trapped in it, looking for a place to hide in fear, and as Pei Luojia's assassins rushed in after the personnel of Yanhuang Awakening Team, in the noisy and silent night sky with only gunfire. , The occasionally faintly sounding woman screams or calls for help, it looks particularly frightened.
"***, I heard...Amir, the most powerful killer in the United States, is a fan of "The Art of War"..." Tossed the gun in his hand and hid in the dark room, Qiao Guorui side He breathed quickly, and said to Cui Guohua, “Use the strong to bully the weak and use the more to suppress the less. This kind of thing is the right way of war. This guy is usually a pervert as a killer, and now he actually runs to meet his military ideals. . Please, even if Tulip’s several actions in one day are equivalent to blocking the people of the world and slapped them a few times, causing the American Pei Luojia to lose face, but he is a killer..." Amidst his unrest, he also has a faint taste of wonder. , After all, so many killers are dispatched at the same time, but it is not common to see them.
"But in any case, this action is very effective, isn't it..." Cui Guohua said, looking at the street below from the dark window. Although all the killers have lost their hidden advantage, the combined destructive power of these people is enough to make everyone feel a headache. If in a medium-sized city in China, this force can almost directly wipe out any government agency. But... …Jian Suyan hasn’t appeared yet, I don’t know if she is accurate
Then... Mantou and they are dead..."
"Unless Jian Suyan can know everything in advance, but..." Qiao Guorui shook his head, "I only hope that she will not appear in this situation. Zhuang Amir's plan is definitely to use this opportunity to make a simple statement. Show up. Then solve everything at once. This is also the right way of war... Japanese Pei Luojia suffered too much in the tulip matter. Yuan Lai Chaochuang was forced to retreat twice, and the chief governor and the gods Wunian died. In her hands, once Jian Suyan is killed, the alliance between the United States and Japan will definitely go further. Then Pei Luojia's other branches will unite naturally, and things will become quite troublesome... and as long as Jian Suyan does not appear . I explained the steamed buns beforehand. If the situation becomes irreversible, he will kill Zhang Yahan in the end..."
Silently. Cui Guohua nodded.
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The flames danced, the air flow was frantic, and countless pieces of paper, plastic and even ironware flew around the entire space, and then smashed everyone down.
Because the hiding place is very good, Yahan and Xiaoma didn’t suffer too much damage. The two or three people nearby were injured more or less, and the steamed buns got up from the ground and would have been blown up. The thermal imager was thrown aside and put down the terrifying sniper rifle. He took out the machine gun and swept it outside, and the others were shooting out the window based on their feelings. Due to the breaking of many test vessels and the explosion, various culture fluids were flowing freely on the ground at this time.
While shooting, the blood-stained mantou said in a low voice: "Come here, everyone, we can't stay here, we have to rush out from the side, hurry..."
The sound of howling gunfire ran across the room. The flames of the explosion, the sparks caused by the bullets, Robert rolled several times in the culture solution and leaned over: "We don't need to go out, we..."
"We must go out! Of course you can choose to stay!" Now that they have been bombarded by the rocket launcher, these assassins can launch the next time at any time. Mantou groaned, and several bodyguards have been protecting Yahan's mother. The woman leaned over, Robert pointed to a large test equipment next to him, and roared back: "That...should be used for filtering...what the **** it is. I only know that this thing is connected to the upper and lower sides. Floor, from the pipe we can go to the second floor! The premise only requires you to blast off its partition with a gun!"
"I started to like this laboratory..." Mantou was taken aback for a moment, "Let’s take a shortcut downstairs... the second floor, I hope they don’t ambush too many people..."
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"The second floor? I hope we have prepared enough people..."
This is a three-story parking lot not far from the Engagement Building. A silver sports car is quietly parked in the dark. Zhuang Amir is sitting in the driver’s seat at this time. From this position, You can clearly see the gunfire in the cave on the third floor of the building, as well as the fighting between the police and the killers at both ends of the street.
Just like the rumors heard by Qiao Guorui, as the number one killer in the United States, Zhuang Amir is more passionate about military knowledge. Here we don’t need to evaluate his talent in this area, but there is no doubt. Becoming a general was the ideal he cherished in his teenage life. Later, he became a killer by accident. Of course, this ideal can only become a dream.
A killer is a lonely and mysterious profession. You select a target, plan a strategy, kill the target with a single blow, and then quickly escape. From a military standpoint, this kind of thing can be classified as conspiracy, surprise, and victory with less Many categories, but so far in the killer career, such things have been done too much. Military actions like winning with less and more are certainly exciting, but as Qiao Guorui said, the real strategy of war is to defeat the weak by the strong, and win by the less is the kingly way. At this time, sitting in the carriage, he really has a sense of strength. It feels like a general.
Of course, he is not the kind of irrational person. The reason for this operation is not to satisfy his little military affairs, but after analysis, such a plan has the highest success rate. Of course, only one thing was unexpected. The action of dispatching all idle killers to kill Tulips should have been set on the way Zhang Yahan and his party went to the airport. That was the best way to catch the opponent off guard, but I didn’t expect that the Mafia would take action on this research institute after receiving it in advance. The news, so I had to advance the plan.
Once the institute is attacked by the Mafia and Yan Huang awakens to protect it, Zhang Yahan will definitely do nothing, but at the same time the police will definitely be dispatched. If the New York Police Department and even the National Security Bureau can intervene in advance, the variables will be limited. It will rise in a straight line. Therefore, the attack location has to be changed to here. Since this is the place where Zhang Yahan temporarily lives, maybe Tulip will leave some hints, but...
Even if you have some preparations, you will definitely not be able to cope with such an overwhelming crowd of tactics. When Zhang Yahan is life-threatening, she will only show up.
"Has the tulips not appeared yet?"
"Not yet. The target is currently on the second floor. It seems that he wants to escape to the parking lot on the ground floor. The sabers and blades have blocked them..."
"Seventeen minutes have passed~IndoMTL.com~No need to keep your hands anymore, give them real pressure and force me the tulips out!"
"Does it matter if you kill the target?"
"If you want to kill her, of course there is no way to kill her accidentally. I think Tulip will realize the seriousness of the matter, no matter where she is!" Putting away the intercom, he looked towards The floor where gunfire is intertwined, "Unless she is not here..."
If she is not here...
Where will she be...
Thinking about this problem quickly in his mind, his fingers tapped the steering wheel, and the voice of "Boom, boom..." echoed in the car as if there was no ground. A few minutes later, the phone rang, answering his questions.
"Hey...well, I am here...what did you say!?"
Suddenly, his fingers froze in the air. After a while, the person on the phone repeated the news to him in confusion:
"Mr. Castro is dead..."