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Three hundred and thirtieth chapters under the dead hand

"What a master of falsehood." SCAR clapped his hands gently and turned his eyes to the blood diamond lying there: "You guys are really a bit of a master."

Blood Diamond snorted and said nothing.

"In other words, if we go out now, even if we tell the truth, no one will believe that they attacked us under the instruction of the Security Bureau." SCAR shrugged: "Then what should we do, let him go?"

"Or kill him here." Long Yue nodded slightly.

In fact, saying this is the same as not saying it. The person is here anyway, so you can't just use his hands and feet and throw him out, right? That's too obvious.

"I'm warning you, I am an employee of the Operations Department of the Security Bureau. If I die, the Security Bureau will definitely investigate to the end. Before taking action, you must think clearly about the consequences!"

SCAR hesitated for a moment and looked at Long Yue. Blood Diamond's words were correct. If the agent disappeared for no reason, the Security Bureau would definitely investigate and deal with it strictly. This kind of thing cannot be ignored lightly.

Seeing that SCAR had been frightened, Blood Diamond revealed a proud smile and turned his head to look at Long Yue with some difficulty.

Long Yue nodded slightly, raising the corners of his mouth to outline a 'charming' smile.

But this smile was not funny. At least SCAR and Blood Diamond looked at it with a bit of fear in their hearts.

"Thank you for the reminder." Long Yue smiled and nodded. He gently pulled the sleeve of the pistol and looked at the bullet chamber. There was a hint of yellow inside.

"You know what's going on." Blood Diamond forced the discomfort out of his mind and began to reach for the forced release button of the exoskeleton.

After all, this exoskeleton is considered useless, and he can't run away with this thing.

"Let me help you." Long Yue said.

Before Blood Diamond could answer, he stretched out his hand, but he still held the pistol in his hand.

"Bang bang bang bang bang...!" Nine gunshots were fired in a row. At such a close distance, neither SCAR nor Long Yue, nor Blood Diamond himself, could miss the target.

All nine bullets went into Blood Diamond's head. The damage area of ​​the explosive bullets was obviously not on the same level as ordinary bullets. After five rounds, his skull was directly shattered. Red and white dripped all over the floor.

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SCAR saw this scene and whistled gently. Paul next to him turned pale and forcibly covered his mouth to prevent himself from spitting out.

Long Yue frowned, threw the pistol beside him, pulled out a tissue from his pocket, and wiped the blood on his right hand.

"That's pretty cruel." SCAR raised his eyebrows.

"You still want to threaten me when you don't have any capital, bah." Long Yue glanced at the blood diamond lying on the ground in disgust, spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm, and dropped it into the pool of blood.

"Then what should we do with this?" SCAR tapped the corpse with his chin.

"Contact Warhead and ask him to spend money to deal with it. By the way, ask his people what they do for food. They can't even see the door." Long Yue snorted, obviously still worried about the attack on the team.

"Understood." SCAR nodded lightly.

The battle below was gradually coming to an end. Originally, the rebels sent an armored vehicle, which they thought was quite safe, but no one expected the unexpected change of Team 141.

In street fighting, the role of a sniper is quite terrifying. The most important thing is not how many people can be killed, but how much fear it will cause to the team after killing one person.

What's more, at this distance, each of the current 141 squad can be regarded as a sniper.

Even though the M99's extremely intimidating anti-material rifle did not fire this time, under the suppression of so much sniper firepower, even the elite troops were on the verge of mental collapse.

What's more, these soldiers are only from the logistics force and are temporarily dispatched.

The large-scale firefight has basically ended. After the first person who ran away with his head appeared, the rebel troops basically ran away.

The armored vehicle was still parked there, but after the shooter, deputy shooter, and commander all died on the machine gun, no one dared to touch the heavy machine gun anymore.

"Let's go, the mission is over." Long Yue waved his hand, greeted SCAR, threw both guns on his back, and then walked down the stairs.

SCAR glanced at Paul in the corner and followed him.

Paul held the gun and looked over there, at the blood diamond still in the exoskeleton, then looked at the two corpses in front of him, jumped up as if a fire was lit on his butt, and rushed down the stairs.

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Long Yue walked out of the apartment building. This time he walked out from the main entrance. The militiamen outside finished their shooting and finally began to clean up the battlefield.

They said they were cleaning the battlefield, but in fact they just shot the people they didn't kill and then dragged the armored vehicles away.

As for their own people, there is no need to rush to deal with those who are slightly injured. As for those who are seriously injured...

With this medical condition, don't even think about saving a seriously injured person. Just give him a shot of morphine or a bullet.

Long Yue's eyes turned twice and found Warnhead who was hiding aside to watch the show. Similarly, Warnhead also saw him.

"My friend, you did a great job! You gave those bastards a good beating." When Warnhead saw Long Yue, he opened his arms happily, as if he wanted to hug Long Yue.

But then his arms froze in mid-air, because when he saw Long Yue's expression, he didn't seem very happy.

"But you didn't do it very beautifully." Long Yue sneered: "Do you know how many friends you put in there?"

Warhead's heart skipped a beat. The contract stated that Warhead was responsible for the peripheral protection work.

"A whole team!" Long Yue didn't seem to expect him to answer. He walked up to him and made a "1" sign with his left hand fingers, which almost hit his face.

"This, this...this..." Warnhead was hesitating and speechless. He didn't send anyone at all. He only had so many militiamen in his hands, so how could he separate them.

What he originally thought was that no one knew about Team 141, so naturally there was no way to target them.

But similarly, the 'Diamond' team was also unexpected, and he didn't expect it either.

If Long Yue's team was wiped out, that would be fine, but for now, at least their captain and vice-captain are out, and they don't have any missing arms or legs...

Now the warhead just hopes that the remaining people are okay. If one or two are missing... With the temper of the person in front of him, why don't you point out the black alley?

Although the number of people on our side is more than double that of the other side, in terms of combat effectiveness, if the other side is prepared, I am afraid that even the ten people on our side cannot defeat one of the other side.

Warhead caught a glimpse of the blood on Long Yue's face, and it was obvious that it was definitely not his.
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