"Da da da!"

"GO! Move forward!" On the street, Mike pushed "Barty Crouch" with one hand and raised a gun with the other hand to shoot. He was in the smoke of gunfire, but his reaction was very quick. "Barty Crouch" hugged

He was carrying a suitcase, bending down and lowering his head, and his steps were very hasty.

At present, the Royal Special Intelligence Team has protected the VIP target through the driveway, passed an intersection, and approached Abbey Road while fighting.

The Flying Tigers pursued all the way along the street. Group A was still outside the driveway, but Group B rushed directly into the driveway and started a life-or-death confrontation with the Royal Special Agents Group under complicated circumstances.

"Click, click, click." The Flying Tigers fired with guns and shot through a car. Although the Flying Tigers had more powerful firepower, the Royal Special Intelligence Group not only had combo pistols, but also had enough ammunition to kill the target through inspection.

When preparing, the team members discovered that the special situation team member had an "armed belt" hidden under his suit, and there were IDs in his chest. There was a high-explosive grenade embedded in the armed belt.

"Boom!" Mike took off a high-explosive grenade from his waist, pressed the activation button with his thumb, and then raised his hand to throw the grenade.

"Bang!" The moment the grenade hit the ground, it exploded immediately! A cloud of gray dust exploded. Not only did it overturn the two cars next to it and burst into flames, but even the cement on the ground was blown into cracks, which shows the effect of the high-explosive grenade.

power.

A three-person team of the Flying Tigers that had just been preparing to approach was suddenly attacked by a grenade and immediately fell down, ending the offensive situation.

The special situation team used the grenade effect to continuously interrupt the Flying Tigers' approach, and advanced all the way to Yabiluo Road.

Similarly, the Flying Tigers used grenades to attack and throw smoke grenades, but because the opponent was too flexible, the effect was little and no huge damage was caused.

Big scene! The fierce exchange of fire between Hollywood Road and Abbey Road was already on the scale of a standard urban war! There is no doubt that this is the largest firefight in Hong Kong since the 1990s, and it was carried out by the police.

A big scene initiated!

"Bang! Bang!"

"boom!"

"Bang!" Within five minutes, several sniper gunshots rang out over the streets. The war between sharpshooters never stopped!

"Sir, J2 was shot!"

"Sir, J3 was shot! J3 was shot!"

The Flying Tigers deployed a total of four sharpshooters along the street. In the blink of an eye, three sharpshooters were shot and killed.

The sharpshooter on the opposite side showed his ferocious fangs!

Without the help of this sharpshooter, the members of the special team would have been "named" one by one, the VIPs would not have escaped death, and the operation would have ended long ago.

However, the astonishing marksmanship displayed by the opponent's sharpshooters not only protected the special team's operations, but also caused huge casualties to the Flying Tigers.

"Wow!" A figure in black sportswear on the second floor along the street finished shooting and quickly got away.

The black shadow picked up the sniper rifle and disappeared from the window, dashed along the corridor, and quickly reached a suitable destination.

When a person has principles, giving up his principles will become even more terrifying!

As for the members of the Flying Tigers, whether they were ordinary members or captain Zhou Xingxing, they felt sad and angry when their members were shot, but no one had a single thought.

Is it worth it? Is the casualty paid for the operation worth it? You know, most people have a steelyard in their hearts, especially the sharpshooters, who know the true goal of this operation deep in their hearts!

But in the face of sacrifice, no one asks whether it is worth it! Because the Flying Tigers were born to go to war, death is the destination in the hearts of every team member, and the Flying Tigers was founded by "Zhuang Ye", and the team became famous because of Zhuang Ye

Sir, the orders issued by Mr. Zhuang must be resolutely implemented!

Mr. Zhuang thinks it’s worth it! Then it’s worth it!

At this moment, they are not only a strong shield to protect the safety of the citizens of Hong Kong Island, but also become a heavy shield in the hands of Mr. Zhuang to "protect the Chinese capital of Hong Kong and protect the national interests"!

At this time, only the last of the four snipers of the Flying Tigers is left - the new chief inspector of the Flying Tigers, the four-year shooting champion, Ling Jing!

At this moment, Ling Jing held his breath and concentrated, moved the muzzle, and searched for the target according to the trajectory.

Suddenly, in front of a window on the opposite side, a black figure stopped and raised his gun decisively!

"It's you!!!" Ling Jing held his breath, raised his eyebrows, and was about to shoot first!

But when he saw his opponent clearly, his pupils suddenly widened, his breathing became chaotic, and he was slow to take another step.

"Bang!" The figure opposite raised his gun and fired, one shot piercing Ling Jing's left ear. Fortunately, Ling Jing's long-term training and talent, after noticing the disordered breathing, he immediately instinctively moved his head to dodge and made evasive movements. At the critical moment, Ling Jing was shot.

In this situation, he had to save his life, otherwise his head would have been shot through by his opponent.

But Ling Jing's left ear was suddenly knocked off, and his head felt a little dazed for a moment, but the observer next to him opened his eyes wide and immediately pulled him behind the wall.

However, the severe pain of the severed ear was temporarily blocked by the brain nerves. Ling Jing only felt his ears were numb and itchy, but he still had no idea what was happening.

"Report sir! J4 has been shot!" the observer shouted first.

Immediately, Ling Jing shouted: "Fang Keming! The opponent is Fang Keming!!!"

"Ah!!!" At this time, Ling Jing wanted to raise his hand to touch the headset, but found that he couldn't touch anything. Then he saw a severed ear on the ground, and a miserable roar broke out from his mouth.

…

"Damn it, Fang Keming! I shouldn't have spared your life in the first place!" On the other side, Mr. Zhuang was waving his arms and running along the street, officially entering the core area of ​​the battle, while a team of bodyguard policemen from the Criminal Intelligence Division

The police officer and Senior Superintendent Zhou Xingxing had already been left behind by his speed by at least tens of meters.

Ling Jing's voice and screams came through the observer's headset, letting him know that the sharpshooter lurking in the dark was none other than Fang Keming, who had been trained by the Flying Tigers!

At that time, Zhuang Shikai adhered to the principle of fairness and did not punish those who did not do wrong first, but only transferred Fang Keming to his post.

He believed that Fang Keming could understand the intentions of his superiors and work well in his position, otherwise he would not have the opportunity to be promoted in the future...

Unfortunately, Fang Keming lived up to his expectations and became the first traitor in the history of the Flying Tigers!

He could not accept that the majestic and loyal Flying Tigers were stained! And the many casualties of the Flying Tigers were caused by Fang Keming!

Now that all sniper positions have collapsed, he wants to personally deal with the traitors from the Flying Tigers!

Of course, this does not affect Mr. Zhuang's principles of doing things.

….

"Sir Zhuang!"

"Sir Zhuang!" At this time, a group of Flying Tigers members were shooting with guns. Suddenly they saw the commander rushing towards them, their expressions suddenly changed, and they couldn't help but turn around and scream.

Zhuang Shikai ignored them, and his mind used inspiration detection to lock the target.

He has overlapped infinitely with the target point!

It’s the spot!

Zhuang Shikai suddenly jumped up, stepped on the safety bolt, drew his gun with one hand, faced the sky, and jumped out of the guardrail...

He raised his gun in the air and aimed it at a window...

inside the window.

Fang Keming just happened to set up his sniper rifle, intending to target a Flying Tiger member downstairs and provide assistance to the special situation team's movement.

Assuming that Fang Keming is not eradicated, it is really possible that the special team, protected by sharpshooters, will break out of the encirclement and arrive at the Financial Secretary with the big accountant.

But a black muzzle suddenly appeared in his scope...

"Dingye!"

There was a buzzing sound, and Fang Keming looked at the figure flashing in the scope, feeling suddenly confused in his mind.

Immediately, he held his breath and actually used the "breath-holding method" to shoot!

You know, Fang Keming has always used the "Smooth Qi Method" to shoot, even in the sniper battle just now.

But when he found himself being targeted by Master Zhuang's gun, he didn't know whether he was unwilling or arrogant. A murderous aura in his chest suddenly jumped to the top of his head, directly going to his head, causing him to instinctively use the "breath-holding method" to shoot!

The murderous intention arose in his heart, and he used the most murderous method!

At this moment, Fang Keming's marksmanship entered a new realm.

"Bang!" Zhuang Shikai looked at the figure in the window with cold eyes, pulled the trigger, and a bullet rushed out of the gun chamber, sweeping upwards with the sound of wind.

The visual effect of Fang Keming's eyes can clearly see the process of the bullet rushing out of the muzzle.

Immediately afterwards, the brass-colored gun tip in his eyes continued to enlarge and enlarge, until finally only a round yellow dot remained.

Poof.

The bullet shattered the telescope in front of his eyes.

The bullet went into his head.

He felt his eyes go dark, the back of his head felt cold, and he fell to the ground unconscious.

No matter what you call "breath-holding technique" or "qi-flowing technique", marksmanship has nothing to do with character, and breathing technique is not the key to determining a person's character.

Mr. Zhuang!

One shot breaks all laws!

"Pfft!" Downstairs, Zhuang Shikai successfully knocked down his target, but his expression was indifferent and showed no joy at all.

He kills people.

It’s just people who deserve to be killed!

success.

Isn't that inevitable?

Nothing to be happy about.

If you want to say it, it can only be a pity.

Immediately afterwards, Mr. Zhuang's body fell on the top of a car. The car was in the center of the fighting lane, and there were six special agents standing around it, including the VIP target "Barty Crouch".

Mr. Zhuang turned over without any hesitation, held the gun in both hands, crawled on the roof of the car and shot around.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

I saw Mr. Zhuang continuously pulling the trigger, and gunshots rang out one after another. The sound of the gun blasting was rhythmic and very smooth. Each bullet hit the head accurately, killing the enemy.

Just now, the agents of the Royal Special Agents Unit heard the noise and turned around with their guns raised, but they didn't even have time to fire a single bullet, and they all received their lunch boxes.

Among them, "Mike", the leader of the Royal Special Agents, was still counting the gunshots and was sure that Mr. Zhuang couldn't shoot the seventh bullet in his hand, but the bullet was still shot mercilessly in the head.

In a panic, "Barty Crouch" raised the suitcase in his hand to cover his head, and then fell to his knees. Perhaps he wanted to get rid of the thought of being shot in the head, but Mr. Zhuang's finger still did not stop pulling the trigger...

"Bang!" A bullet passed through the heavy documents in the suitcase and directly hit the head of "Barty Crouch".

"Master Zhuang!"

"Master Zhuang!" More than a dozen Flying Tigers were on both sides of the street, in front and behind the driveway, preparing to execute a pincer attack...

At this moment, they watched with admiration as their commander fired a series of shots and wiped out all the enemies in one smooth motion.

They couldn't help but stop attacking, and all put down their firearms, with admiration, loyalty, and courage shining in their eyes.
Chapter completed!