The rhythm of life is an art. Some people want to go to bed on time at 22 o'clock and get up at 6 o'clock in the morning to enjoy the fresh air. Some people prefer to go to bed at 24 o'clock in the morning, not too early and not too late. They want to wake up at 8 o'clock in the morning just in time for breakfast.
Go to bed at three or four in the morning, enjoy the wonderful nightlife, and sleep until the sun hits your butt the next day. Everyone's rhythm is different, there is no good or bad
In the early morning, the harbor city gradually became cooler under the influence of the breeze from the sea.
In the morning in the suburbs, there are no noisy sirens early in the morning, only the chirping of insects from time to time. It is so quiet that it brings peace of mind despite the cold feeling.
"Qianmo, is this the chemical factory?" On a dilapidated and unfinished six-story building, Bi Yong looked through the sight of the badly worn sniper rifle in his hand, and saw a factory with a green roof.
Very quiet in the morning
"Yeah" Qian Mo looked at that place and nodded. This is the place where the employer gave him. It looks like a very peaceful place.
Ruian Chemical Plant was built thirteen years ago. At that time, it was expected that the pollution would be serious, so it was built in the suburbs. This kind of self-knowledge was more than a little better than the current enterprise. Therefore, Ruian Chemical Plant was also supported by the Hong Kong City Government at that time.
The building where Qian Mo is currently located was the workers' apartment building that was to be built at that time. However, a major accident occurred three years after the completion of the Ruian Chemical Plant. Chemical pollution caused great losses to this area. Fortunately,
Yes, there are not many local residents. After the government issued a relief fund, they all evacuated the area.
But the strange thing is that it seems that the government has forgotten this place. The factory is still here for ten years without any demolition or renovation!
‘This place has become a secret base for chemical research supported by the state. Some time ago, antibiotics that were ahead of the market were developed and passed clinical trials, but a certain leader banned their export.
Gee, he just wants to make a profit for himself!
And your mission is to enter the base and find Laboratory No. 4. The file on the rightmost computer inside contains the information about the potion. You should copy it completely. This is the map that the employer included when he mailed it.
A tape with his hoarse voice talking about the mission!
"Why does this place look a bit eerie?" Mao Huantou tightened the collar of his short-sleeved shirt unconsciously. The morning air was a bit cold and humid.
Zhao Xiuli glanced at him. Although Mao Monkey was a wretched person, he was very clever. He was known as a 'monkey' in the Middle East. He was very sensitive to things.
"A lot of people have died in this place." Wang Zhentian, who had been sleeping with his arms folded, suddenly said. He was familiar with the smell even though it was already very weak.
"How come there are dead people?" Zhao Xiuli asked with a frown.
"Wherever there are people, there are interests, and where there are interests, there are disputes." Qian Mo looked ahead and sighed in his heart: "Where there are disputes, there will be killings."
And I and others will kill for profit. I understand, and Bi Yong and others also understand. Although they have seen through life and death, the blood of people with different skin colors abroad is stained with them. Today's transformation, they must be certain.
time to adjust
The breeze blew by, blowing away my hair, but it couldn't blow away the layers of thoughts that were pressing in my heart.
"Be alert!" Suddenly, Bi Yong shouted. The sniper rifle in his hand was already supporting his arm. His sniper rifle could be used as a pistol.
At the same time as Bi Yong warned, the hairy monkey stepped sideways into the darkness. Zhao Xiuli's whole body tensed up, his strength had been mobilized, and Wang Zhentian had already held a dagger in his hand, like a poisonous snake swallowing apricot, but Qian Mo
Although I turned my head when I heard the noise downstairs, there was no reaction.
"Haha, this is how you greet old friends." Walking out slowly from the stairs, the first thing the visitor saw was a sniper shot with a thick muzzle pointed at him. The postures of the other people in front were also staring at him eagerly.
"Xiao Li!?" After seeing clearly who was coming, Bi Yong and others were startled. They turned to look at Qian Mo and saw the latter's calm look. He must have known that he was coming and was waiting for Qian Mo to give an explanation.
Seeing the eyes focused on him, Qian Mo said loudly: "Yes, this is the 'Baimao' Xiao Li who we saw entering the crematorium with our own eyes."
Just one sentence, but nothing more! There is no explanation why Xiao Li didn't die, because Qian Mo himself didn't ask!
Everyone looked at the sudden appearance of Xiao Li, digesting their inner confusion. After a long time, the hairy monkey came out of the darkness and smiled: "Brother Xiao Li is here, we have been given a helping hand."
I didn’t ask why, it’s a taboo
Xiao Li nodded: "I'm just doing it for money."
Mercenaries only work for commissions, and those so-called righteousnesses are purely fictitious. If there is no food to eat, there is still something to talk about. They are not pretentious.
Xiao Li walked to Qian Mo and said, "Long time no see, the commission you gave is pretty good."
"I hope it's worth the money," Qian Mo responded calmly.
"This mission is not as simple as we thought. The country's protective measures are not the kind of rubbish that was put together in the Middle East." Xiao Li took out a pack of cigarettes and handed one to all five people. When he was thinking about the problem
Smoking never leaves your mouth
"It's difficult?" Wang Zhentian is a stubborn person, but he is very convinced of the overall calculation ability of 'Bainao'!
"It's not difficult. As I said just now, it belongs to the country, and what belongs to the country does not belong to you. This is the starting point. They will relax intermittently." Xiao Li exhaled smoke and continued: "But it is also difficult. There is a map, but
Without the defense facilities inside, we are somewhat handcuffed.”
"There's nothing we can do about the latter. So the cutoff point is noon?" Qian Mo didn't light up his cigarette. He wouldn't smoke so early in the morning.
"It is worthy of being called a 'hand shield'" Xiao Li praised him. Seeing that Monkey and the others were not very understanding, he explained: "Everyone thinks that national things are relatively safe in their hearts, and the defensive mentality is not as strong as personal things.
At noon is a time when people tend to get tired and tired, and at night when it’s dark and windy, it’s just too much fart!”
The words were rough, but this was the style of this group of people. Everyone was happy when he uttered a curse word at the end, and the atmosphere was not as dull as before with the appearance of Xiao Li.
In the dilapidated Ruian Chemical Factory, from the map given, we can know that there is a wide underground basement under the dead ground.
…
Every ten minutes, a small patrol team wearing camouflage uniforms passes by. The patrol area is obviously carefully planned. The patrol area is in every corner of the venue, but the patrol team can be seen behind walls and trees.
Blocked by debris and not seen from the outside
Just after the base patrol team passed by, suddenly a man also wearing camouflage uniforms, carrying a rucksack on his back, and with camouflage paint on his face touched the ground with his toes and jumped from the five-meter-high factory shed without making a sound.
He looked around at everyone, then waved to the factory shed.
I saw five men dressed exactly like him jumping down quickly and orderly. The leading man gestured for the two of them to go out to explore the way. The two of them paid attention to the warning, and one of them took care of the rear. He looked at the A4 paper in his hand.
A team of six people lowered their waists and quickly left the place, sneaking in the direction pointed by the leading man. If you look carefully, the leading man wearing makeup can still be identified by acquaintances as Qian Mo!
"There is a whistle twenty-eight meters ahead." Qian Mo held a submachine gun in one hand and a terrain map in the other to compare the route.
At a sentry point around the corner, two soldiers in military uniforms looked at the empty factory building. Although they were bored, they still maintained their posture as soldiers. They were on guard here every day. They only knew that the country sent themselves to guard this place.
Being suppressed by the glory of a country, but not knowing what it is that it is guarding. With glory, there is also sorrow.
Suddenly, a "click-click" sound suddenly sounded in the empty factory building. The two men quickly turned their guns and shouted coldly into the empty dark place: "Who is it..."
However, before the last words in the world were finished, the two of them felt their heads being held by someone, and then the person exerted force in vain, 'tap'! The sound of bones dislocating, and then a series of dense footsteps gradually faded away, and
The bodies of the two security guards slowly slipped down and fell to the cold ground. Their eyes showed a kind of confusion about just now, a kind of nostalgia for life.
"There is a staircase leading to the underground in the third room in front, and there are four people guarding it." Qian Mo squatted and pointed at the map on the ground, clicking on the place marked with a red circle.
After he finished speaking, all eyes were focused on Xiao Li. This is the specialty of 'Bainao'
Xiao Li's camouflage-colored face showed no expression. He made a hissing gesture and hung the standard Middle Eastern submachine gun behind him. Then he crawled forward alone. He wanted to determine the number and location of the opponent!
"There are five people inside, one person behind the door, two people at the right rear, half a meter apart, one person at the front left, seventy centimeters away from the wall, and one person at the rear left. There is a slight snoring. It is initially estimated that the person at the rear left is sleeping."
A minute later, Xiao Li crawled back to the gathering point and introduced his investigation situation to Qian Mo and others.
"Well, that's enough!" For Qian Mo and others, it was enough. The information was complete. You should know that the door was closed. Xiao Li calculated the number of people and their locations in a short time through the little bits of movement.
This is ability!
"Hurry up. Based on the situation just now, the patrol will come again soon." Qian Mo never estimates this matter, but calculates it.
After everyone heard what he said, they no longer wasted any time. They hung their heavy weapons on their backs, took out the pistol from their belt, and took out the silencer from their backpack. There were six low "click" sounds of loading.
…
"Boom!"
A crisp knock on the door was particularly harsh in the quiet factory building. A big man with bare arms in the third room shouted impatiently: "Damn it, knock it."
If you stay in any place for a long time, you will feel depressed, and your temper will naturally rise. The patrol team likes to knock on the door to fool themselves and others who don't agree with them. There are a lot of private frictions. Could it be that these bastards haven't been beaten last time?
Lesson learned enough, forgetting the pain and knocking on the door again?
'Dong dong!' Damn it, that bastard knocked on the door again, disturbing the rest of himself and others. Seeing that the other brothers in the room were woken up by the knock on the door, the big man in military uniform felt terrified, and he swore in his heart that this time
We must destroy that bastard who knocked on the door.
The big man cursed, walked to the door fiercely, and pulled the door open! What was pointed at him was the muzzle of a pitch-black gun. Before he could react, 'pop'! A deep voice sounded, and the big man fell down.
!
Everyone in the room was stunned when they heard this slightly deep voice. Looking at the bullet hole on the forehead of the fallen man, their first reaction was to reach out and pick up the gun that was away from them. The only thought in their mind was that of an enemy attack!
Just when I touched the cold butt of the gun, I felt a stabbing pain on my forehead, and the other four people in the room became silent!
Qian Mo waved his hand forward, indicating that he would tidy up. Bi Yong and others quickly helped the big man who had just opened the door into the room. They rubbed a few drops of blood on the ground with their feet. Seeing that there was basically no problem, they stood guard outside the door.
Qian Mo looked around before retreating to the room and gently closing the door.
ps: Looking at these clicks, flowers, and collections, I am trembling with fear - if I am lucky enough to get a click from my buddy, please give me a flower and a collection here!