Liu Yeming: Male. Nationality: Han. Age: 25 years, 7 months and 13 days. Work unit: Long Teng ranked ninth in December, No. 1 Gunslinger. Resume: During an anti-drug mission, he once had a
The glorious history of three people shot through with a gun. Characteristics: If you are a woman, never say that you have read all the handsome men in the world before looking at him...
At this time, this handsome man with magnanimous eyes was sitting on the sofa in the office of Chinese boss Li Tianxiu, his back as straight as a gun, and his hands on his knees as steady as rocks.
"I just came back from West Africa, are you getting used to it?" After reviewing a report, Li Tianxiu took off his reading glasses a little tiredly, rubbed his eyes with his hands, and the smile he showed when he looked at Liu Yeming really didn't look like him at all.
He is a strong man with great power, but he is more like an father-in-law looking after his son-in-law.
Yes, when Liu Yeming was 20 years old, he accompanied him on a trip to a certain country. Since then, he fell in love with this kid who didn't talk much and sent him to the Longteng Team. Now, he has been performing special missions in West Africa for two years.
He returned to China a week ago when he was 20 years old. He was on vacation. If it weren't for the importance of the matter at hand, Li Tianxiu would not have called him back from his hometown in Daliao overnight.
"Reporting to the chief, it's okay." Liu Yeming smiled, and then shut up. He knew that if it wasn't a very important matter, Li Tianxiu would definitely not use a private phone call to ask him to return to Beijing overnight without going through the normal procedures, so
He didn't even need to ask, the chief would have told him.
Sure enough, Li Tianxiu wrote something on a piece of paper and put it on the table: "Remember the names and workplaces of these three people."
Liu Yeming stood up calmly, walked to his desk, picked up the paper and looked at it, then took out a lighter and lit the paper. After the ashes burned out in the ashtray, he sat back on the sofa.
:"I remember."
"I don't want to see them again tomorrow," Li Tianxiu paused, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes: "If they are alive, the political situation that has just stabilized is likely to be turbulent again... Do you understand?"
"I understand." Liu Yeming answered these three words concisely, then stood up and saluted Li Tianxiu, and then strode out of the office of the Vice Chairman of the Military Commission.
"Well, today is October 3rd. It was originally a very good day. Why is it raining a little?" Li Tianxiu sighed, shook his head and walked to the window, looking at the rainy world outside the window.
Silent for a long time...
In the western suburbs of Beijing, in Cuipingshan Back Mountain Park, it has been raining.
Rich practical experience and superb marksmanship helped Hu Mietang kill four young armed police soldiers after firing four shots. As a blood hole burst out between the fourth armed police soldier's eyebrows, everyone was
The armed police soldiers whose position was exposed immediately fell to the ground. At the same time, the cruel reality of the sacrifice of their comrades reminded them: What you are facing is China's best special forces! They are the sharp weapons of the former country!
Qin Yuguan, I'm sorry, I broke my promise to you. But, I don't want to die yet, I can't help it. Hu Mitang gasped, gritted his teeth, tore off a bunch of shirts, and wrapped them tightly around his left thigh. Although
The bullet hadn't been removed from his leg yet, but there was no time for him to worry about that now.
Those young armed police soldiers, who at most have experience in arresting ordinary criminals, are temporarily hidden because of his murderous reputation, but the blood bursting from the brows of their comrades has also inspired the male nature in their bones.
They temporarily stopped attacking just to reduce unnecessary casualties, not because they were afraid of death! Even if the person they faced was Hu Mietang, who was feared by many people.
In front of the Chinese soldiers, any sacrifices and setbacks are temporary. They only believe in one truth, that is, victory will ultimately belong to them! Hu Mietang, an elite from the 2.3 million Chinese soldiers, also understands this truth
, even though he no longer belongs to those young warriors, he always thinks so in his heart.
This is the morale of the Chinese soldiers who never gave up the year before last. It is this kind of morale that regards death as home, which has always allowed China to stand in the east of the world.
Now that he has taken action, Hu Mietang no longer has any scruples. He is really like a trapped wolf, showing his fangs just to escape!
After a simple bandage, Hu Mietang took a deep breath, used his uninjured right leg to push hard on the stone on the edge of the roadbed, and flew up. In mid-air, he pulled the trigger twice.
The crisp gunfire sounded again in Houshan Park, and two young lives once again disappeared from this world following their comrades.
"Ah!" An armed police soldier walked forward with his waist bent. After the two comrades lay down not far away, his eyes were red with great anger. He picked up the gun with both hands without hesitation, stood up and charged.
Looking at the grass where Hu Mietang jumped up and landed just now, he fired wildly: "Asshole! You bastard, go to hell!"
"Xiao Wang! Get down!" An armed police lieutenant not far away from him saw his subordinate exposing his target so unscrupulously. He was shocked and immediately stood up, roared and rushed over, throwing him to the ground.
Bang! With the crisp sound of the Type 92 pistol, the soldier named Xiao Wang shouted: "Squad leader!"
But his squad leader only had time to smile before a bloody arrow shot out from the back of his head.
"Squad leader..." The young armed police soldier's voice almost became hoarse. Tears burst out at this moment. He turned over and grabbed Wei Chong, pointing his arms towards the sky towards the grass in front: "Hu Mie Tang! You!
You scum! If you have the ability, come and kill me, grandpa! If you have the ability, come and kill me!"
Looking at the young soldier from the muzzle of the gun, Hu Mietang seemed to see his past. Once upon a time, he was just like this soldier, for the safety of his comrades, for the love of his brothers, and for the survival of China, regardless of
Faced with the enemy's bullets life and death, but what now? Just because of the momentary lard blindness, he easily abandoned it all, and there was no possibility of looking back.
If a person can really live again, I will cherish everything! But, it is too late... When the wry smile curled up from the corner of his mouth, Hu Mietang closed his eyes and pulled the trigger.
Bang! There was another gunshot, and the armed police soldier named Xiao Wang fell backward. Blood flowers bloomed in the light rain and then fell.
"Ah!" The comrades were sacrificed one after another before their eyes. Not only did it not scare the rest of the soldiers, but it made them roar like tigers. Without caring about anything, they jumped out of their hiding spots. Hundreds of young soldiers with red eyes.
, holding micro-guns in their hands, just lined up side by side, screaming with angry bullets, shooting into the grass...
"Captain Fan, if this continues, the casualties among the soldiers will be too great. We should urgently call for helicopter support! We should no longer make unnecessary sacrifices just to take credit for ourselves!" Seeing the brothers who are brothers and sisters with him, one after another
Falling on the road ahead, Deputy Wang's eyes were filled with tears of anger and sadness. After turning his head and yelling at Fan Changshu, who was ashen-faced, he kicked open the door of the Warrior car like a leopard.
Like that, he rushed forward like a tiger.
"Hu Mietang, I underestimated you." This operation did not call for armed helicopters. It's not that Fan Changshu didn't apply. It was because he didn't want anyone else to share the great achievement of capturing Hu Mietang. Even Hao
The deputy director informed the Interpol Asian team of Hu Mietang's whereabouts, and he was dissatisfied. But now it seems that he did overestimate his ability, and at the same time he truly understood that Longteng's people are Longteng's people, and they will not
Because he was at a disadvantage, he gave up as easily as those criminals who had killed one person.
Fan Changshu felt very bitter and conflicted. Until now, he was still considering whether to apply for the transfer of a helicopter. Just when he was weighing the pros and cons and deciding not to use the helicopter, a man opened the door: "What are you doing?"
Use the blood of soldiers to dye the epaulettes on your shoulders red. You are not worthy of being a commander, you should die."
"Who?!" Fan Changshu suddenly looked up and saw a young man wearing an armed police uniform standing in front of the car door. The young man's eyes were so bright that he couldn't breathe. He wanted to take a deep breath and question this
What's the name of the soldier? How dare you talk to him, the detachment leader, like this? But when he inhaled, he couldn't breathe in his lungs because a dark military thorn had penetrated straight through his throat.
"Our unit suffered heavy casualties when hunting Hu to destroy Tang Dynasty. Now we are asking our superiors to provide us with armed helicopter support. The direction is Cuiping Mountain." After saying this to the car-mounted satellite phone, the young man pulled the cord of the satellite phone.
He broke it off and threw it out of the car, then pulled Fan Changshu's body out of the car, and then started the car...
There is no doubt that Hu Mietang is a field expert. If it weren't for those young armed police soldiers who ignored the orders of their superiors and lined up in unison to shoot towards this side, with the twenty weapons he prepared last night,
The magazine is enough to slowly consume at least a hundred lives.
But now, even if he shoots in a different place, the bullets that are as fast as a storm can still turn his body into a hornet's nest. So, when he shot to kill Xiao Wang and saw all the soldiers rushing over, he
I immediately gave up the idea and immediately rolled down the sloping roadbed towards a not too deep ravine.
Below the ravine is an unnamed river, and on the other side of the river is the winding mountain road passing through Cuiping Mountain.
As for what to do next after rolling into the river, Hu Mietang didn't think about it. He just knew that if he wanted to use the grass to fight back at this time, he would have to be an immortal who couldn't be killed by bullets.