Tang Zheng's caution paid off. Five minutes after the veteran entered the villa, there was a panicked cry for help from a truck driver. The voice was low and mute.
"You guys are waiting here, you can attack any unknown targets, Tantai, let's go." Tang Zheng rushed to the villa with his rifle in hand, followed closely by Tantai. As soon as he stepped into the door, he heard a dense popping sound.
, he knew it was a submachine gun equipped with a silencer.
"On the second floor." Tantai quickly found a bunker to hide without turning on the tactical flashlight, otherwise it would simply tell the enemy where he was.
The decoration in the hall was very simple. The two of them hid behind some typical British-style furniture. After waiting for a few seconds and making sure it was safe, Tantai lowered his voice and pointed to the second floor, "You leave a warning, I will go.
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Tantai jumped out of his hiding spot and rushed towards the second floor stairs as agilely and gracefully as a civet cat, making only a few slight noises.
Tang Zheng's vision had also been strengthened several times. Although he didn't turn on the lights, he could barely see everything clearly with the white moonlight that poured into the living room from the window.
The gunfire rang out for more than ten seconds and then stopped. The driver was injured and was yelling and cursing at the top of his lungs. But he stopped immediately. He must have been slapped by the veteran. The drunk man didn't move. Tang Zheng guessed that he was not dead.
Otherwise, according to Lao Lin's character, he would have used his abilities to wipe out all the enemies.
Tantai's sudden intrusion did not allow the gunfight to continue, and the two sides began to negotiate. The veteran also purchased a language specialization, and his English was not a problem for him. However, the two sides argued fiercely, asking each other about their origins, and asking each other to put down their firearms.
"It seems to be a human being. Could it be that Emma has provoked someone?" Tang Zheng was hesitating whether to attack the enemy from behind when a figure rushed in through the open window and quickly hid by the fireplace.
Tang Zheng tried his best to hide his body in the shadow of the sofa, raised the muzzle of the gun, and pointed it at her. Just when he was thinking about what action the other party was going to take, orange-red gunfire suddenly appeared in the shadow, and bullets were fired.
, the coefficient shot into the sofa.
Under the cover of gunfire, the opponent threw a grenade, which rolled on the wooden floor and made only a slight sound. If Tang Zheng hadn't had excellent hearing, he would have been deceived.
Tang Zheng had to dodge and jumped towards the sofa next to him. The opponent seemed to have anticipated his move, and the burst of fire turned into a continuous fire, chasing behind his butt and sweeping out a red straight line.
"Fell into a trap." The grenade did not explode, which made Tang Zheng extremely angry. He did not believe that the thing was broken. It was obvious that the other party used this trick to force him out.
Tang Zheng didn't know that Lubeck was also extremely surprised at this time. This little trick could completely test the enemy's level. If he didn't hide, he would be waiting for him with a grenade with the safety pin pulled out. Anyway, you don't need any strategy to deal with an idiot.
If he dodges, Lubeck can shoot. In this living room, there are only two places where bullets can be avoided. He has almost predicted Tang Zheng's dodge route, and coupled with his superb marksmanship, he is enough to kill the opponent.
The enemy moved according to Lübeck's expected route, but the speed was incredibly fast. If his years of war had not allowed him to develop an instinctive shooting reaction, he would have completely missed the opportunity just now.
After swearing, according to the rules of battlefield engagement, never give the enemy a chance. The experienced Lubeck was about to take the next step, but the other side opened fire, and he heard a grunting sound of metal rolling.
"It's a grenade." Lubeck didn't dare to bet. The opponent's grenade was thrown very accurately. He could tell from the sound that he was approaching, so he could only dodge.
Lübeck jumped out from behind the fireplace and quickly moved to the back of the home theater that he had already spotted, while suppressing fire.
If you go further, you will enter the guest room in the hall, which will have many more conveniences. Lubeck had already memorized the battlefield environment just now, and even rehearsed the next battle process in his mind, but the reality is cruel, and his body is just
Jumping out, a gunfire suddenly appeared in the darkness. He instantly felt pain in his lower abdomen and ankles. There was no doubt that he had been shot.
"Master." Lubeck knew he was facing a tough situation. The kinetic energy of the bullet took his body away from the predetermined position. He was just planning what to do after he fell, when the bullet came over again and accurately hit his other thigh.
Lübeck's face was ashen. If he was lucky to be hit the first time, then these two shots completely gave him up. To be able to have such a strong hit rate in such a poor field of vision not only shows that the opponent's reflexes are excellent.
, the brain is also easy to use, and this tactic is exactly the same as his own.
"Your tactics are good." Tang Zheng began to put pressure on the opponent.
Lubeck was shocked. The opponent's ability to learn and sell immediately was too strong, and he did it more perfectly than himself. However, the opponent had not killed him until now. It was obvious that he wanted to keep hostages. This was a chance to survive.
"Don't move, or I'll beat you to death." Tang Zheng's voice showed indifference, "Put the gun away, you only have three seconds to choose."
"one."
Lubeck glanced at the second floor. The argument between the two parties was over and they fell into silence again. It was obvious that they had not reached an agreement.
"Two, my friend won't lose. He didn't attack. He just wanted a few hostages, but there's no need now." Tang Zheng continued to apply pressure, "Loss of blood will also kill people. You have no choice."
Lubeck sighed, knowing that he had no choice. Once the battle started upstairs, he would be a prisoner if he won. If he lost, he would definitely have his head blown off immediately.
"I surrender." Lübeck simply threw away the rifle and pistol.
"Veteran, if you have the hostage, you can kill it."
Hearing Tang Zheng's confident shouting, Lübeck's heart was in his throat, and then a gunfight broke out on the second floor, but it didn't last even a minute and the gunfire disappeared.
"No way, so strong? My team is fighting in the street. Without three squads and heavy firepower, there is no way we can capture it." Lübeck's face was full of disbelief, but there was no luck, because the miserable howls of his companions always reminded him of the battlefield.
situation.
Tang Zheng secretly laughed. After Lin Weiguo used his ability, it turned into a small mobile fortress. Even grenades couldn't blow it up, but Tantai would be faster. A mental shock would probably knock him out.
Ignoring the inevitable victory of the war upstairs, Tang Zheng took out a rope and tied Lubeck up. The latter did not struggle, otherwise he would lose blood faster.
After a while, the veteran helped the driver who was shot in the leg and walked out. The drunk man was fine. He had wiped away his previous sullen expression, carried several rifles, and said hello to Tang Zheng who was sitting to treat Lubeck's injuries.
"I figured it out. Work hard and strive to be rich. I won't let my wife look down on me anymore." This man who was over thirty years old took off his stained cheap suit and was only wearing a shirt.
The bent back straightened up again, "This is an opportunity, I won't give it up."
"Help me, I've been shot." The truck driver wailed, covering his thigh and changing direction to demonstrate his strength. But he was missing some flesh. If he had hit an artery, he would not have the energy to jump around.
"Let the veteran treat you." Tang Zheng threw the hemostatic spray and straightened Lubeck, "Tell me why you are troublesome with Emma. If I am satisfied, I can live for half my life."
Lubeck hesitated, glanced upstairs, then looked at Lin Weiguo, and asked, "Where are they?"
"No one died, they were all captured." The veteran admitted simply. Lübeck's pupils shrank sharply and he shouted, "Impossible."
"One more dozen and we can clean it up." Tantai, who was already checking the living room, said with a smile, "How about I do it? In ten minutes, I can even ask this boy if his mother had an affair and how old he was when he had a wet dream."
"Are you soldiers? No, agents?" As a captain of the French Foreign Legion, Lübeck was well-informed and had extraordinary eyesight, but he was confused by the configuration of the team in front of him. Veterans, civilians, etc.
There are students.
"No, we are Emma's personal bodyguards." Tang Zheng didn't mind admitting it, because anyone who had ideas for Emma would think twice about it.
"I was defeated by a student? You must be an agent." Lubeck stared at Tang Zheng, trying to see him through. He did not believe that his twenty years of war experience would be defeated by a college student.
"We are mercenaries from Blackwater Company." The driver gasped in pain, and he moved clumsily and nervously to familiarize himself with a rifle, but forgot to turn off the safety, so the veteran gave him some pointers.
"Ha, if there were people like you in Blackwater, they would have gone bankrupt long ago, but you guys are not bad." Lübeck actually understood Chinese, and even retorted him with a grammatical proficiency.
"So you are from the French Foreign Legion?" Tang Zheng asked coldly in French. Lübeck's eyelids visibly twitched. Although the movement was very small, Tang Zheng still saw it.
"The purpose of your coming here." Tang Zheng pointed upstairs, "I don't want to kill anyone, don't force me."
"Capture Emma." Lubeck was stunned when he heard Tang Zheng's accurate French pronunciation. He became even more convinced that he was an agent. When he thought of their cruel torture methods, he gave up resistance. Anyway, his subordinates were not dead yet.
"Whose order?" Emma rushed in angrily. If it hadn't been for Tang Zheng and the others this time, she would have been doomed.
"Sir Jason." Lubeck looked at the group of men and women entering the living room with a calm expression and felt relieved. These were civilians and they did not dare to kill anyone.
"Billionaire? Why is he arresting me?" Emma frowned, feeling tremendous pressure. The top ten richest men in the UK could kill her with pounds.
"Let's go see if you still have the magic-killing tool?" Qin Yan was depressed. It seemed that the mission had gone sideways again.
"No need to look for it, it's the Bible of the Dead, we've already taken it away." Lubeck was very frank, "Sir Jason has no ill intentions, he just wants to find the real tomb of Ramses II, and your archeology
Grandfather has a lot of relevant information, and Sir also believes that you are better than your grandfather."
"Our teacher is also a professor of archeology." A man named Cai Nan pointed at the old man with excitement on his face, "He also has a lot of research on the Egyptian pyramids."
