Not only to complete the task, but also to save one's life.
A few passers-by stopped to watch, including women holding children, local vendors setting up street stalls with bare feet, and idlers riding dilapidated Chinese motorcycles. As gunfire approached, few showed panic or panic.
Seems insensitive.
Uganda has also been raging with war and turmoil. Even though the government is becoming more and more stable now, the Japanese army still resists stubbornly and sneaks into Kampala every now and then to carry out terrorist attacks. They even massacre or kidnap innocent citizens by dozens and hundreds. They have been living here for a long time.
No matter how timid a person is, they can gradually adapt to the harsh environment until they become numb.
Wu Jie ran and fired short bursts to suppress Joseph who was pursuing him.
Master...Wu Jie's evaluation of Joseph, a strange enemy. It's been a long time since he fought with someone so heartily. Young Master Wu really wanted to stop running, roll up his sleeves and have a fight, but he suppressed the impulse. This time
The mission is not to fight with someone or kill someone, but to protect Lao Huang and the contents of the password box.
Joseph kept firing as he jumped across. Fortunately, there were not many buildings in Kampala, and the areas near the suburbs were almost all densely packed bungalows.
The perverted Joseph is on the same level.
The life-and-death chase game between you and me was more like a performance. When Huang quickly ran to a street corner, three cars suddenly rushed out of the corner.
Two of the pickup trucks had M2 Browning heavy machine guns mounted on their pockets. These are mounted on tanks and armored vehicles. They have a caliber of 12.7 mm and are incredibly powerful.
The sudden change caused Lao Huang, who was running, to fall into the bottom of despair in an instant. He thought that this was all over, and the images of his parents, wife and children came to his mind, and he slowly stopped running with sadness in his heart.
If you can't run away, you'll die like a man!
Lao Huang stood motionless about ten meters away from the three cars. Wu Jie, who ran a few steps and fired several shots sideways, almost hit Lao Huang and asked, "Why didn't you run away..."
When Wu Jie said the last two words, he clearly saw the situation in front of him and was stunned for a moment. However, he was indeed a top soldier trained by sharp blades. He reacted very quickly. He only hesitated for a moment and pulled Lao Huang, who was about to die, to a house on the roadside.
Run, even if you have half a breath left, never give up.
The two machine guns did not fire.
Wu Jie grabbed Lao Huang and took the opportunity to rush into the house on the roadside. The door and window of the house had roller shutters. Wu Jie pushed Lao Huang inside and pulled down the roller shutters as quickly as possible. The house lost light and became pitch black.
The frightened old Huang took out his mobile phone and used it as a flashlight. He discovered that the house was a grocery store. The hostess was trembling and blocking the foot of the wall. Three children were squeezed into the small space at the foot of the wall. The older one was more than ten years old and the younger one was four or five years old.
"We are not bad people." Lao Huang explained in English. The dark-skinned woman with thick lips still stared with frightened eyes, covering her child with her thin body.
English, the official language of Uganda.
But in this turbulent country, where illiteracy is widespread, few ordinary people understand English. Let alone Kampala, in Chinese cities, slightly more complicated English sentences will definitely confuse most passers-by.
Old Huang saw that the other party did not understand English, so he stopped talking nonsense. He held up his mobile phone and looked at the whole house. The front room of more than 20 square meters facing the street was divided into two parts. Groceries were sold in the front, and people lived in the back. The back wall had no doors or windows. Old Huang
Huang was extremely frustrated...it was impossible to escape with his wings!
"Wu Jie, we can't leave."
"If you can't leave, just leave. It's no big deal. Uganda, a powerful country in East Africa, can't let others toss around in the capital. Let's hold on and wait for the government troops to come."
Wu Jie, who was counting how many bullets were left in the magazine, looked at Lao Huang who was walking over, smiled as if nothing happened, and the two of them chose to sit in the corner near the window.
"I hope it's as you said." Lao Huang forced a smile and held the lockbox in his arms.
"Would you like one?" Wu Jie shook the cigarette case and asked Lao Huang. Lao Huang shook his head and fiddled with his mobile phone, wanting to contact his family, say a final farewell or listen to the voices of his wife and children.
Always be prepared.
He sacrificed his life for the country and returned his body wrapped in horse leather.
When it comes to this kind of thing, what flows in my heart is not the heroic feeling of looking forward to death, but the unbreakable love between children. Soldiers are also human beings.
"Don't worry, we can go back." Wu Jie held a cigarette in his mouth and patted Huang's shoulder without ridicule or contempt. It was his first time to experience a bloody scene full of bullets and bullets, and Huang performed well.
Lao Huang nodded, suppressed the urge to contact his family, gritted his teeth and swore silently... that he would go back alive.
Outside the house, two pickup trucks stopped slowly. The machine guns on the hoods were pointed at the rolling shutter of the grocery store. Joseph flew down from the roof, intercepted Wu Jie and Huang's dozen or so people, and greeted the CIA ace agent cleanly.
"Why did you stop us from shooting?" someone asked Joseph in surprise.
"Don't worry, capture them alive, they will be of greater use." Joseph smiled grimly, and backup arrived, prompting the animal's ambition to expand. It seemed that Kampala was a paradise for him to do whatever he wanted.
Government trucks appeared at various intersections not far from here. A large number of government soldiers wearing helmets and camouflage uniforms jumped out of the trucks, set up roadblocks, evacuated civilians, and then blocked the entire area. However, after the blockade, there was no further action. Groceries
In the shop, Wu Jie, who was unaware of the external situation, was still waiting.
"People in the house, listen, I'll give you five minutes to put down your weapons and surrender, otherwise our grocery store will be razed to the ground."
Wu Jie listened to the people outside shouting again and again, wishing he could fire a bullet in return. However, there were only a dozen bullets left in the magazine of the M4 carbine, so he had to use them sparingly.
Five minutes was not too short. Wu Jie calculated that no matter how late the government troops were, they should rush to the scene and control the situation. After all, Kampala was the capital with heavy troops stationed, and the Ugandan government troops had been forged and tempered by the Arctic Fox instructors for many years, and they had the strongest brigade in East Africa.
With such a good reputation, he has been to Somalia and the Democratic Republic of the Congo for many peacekeeping missions, and his response cannot be slower than that of the unorganized and undisciplined militias in Mogadishu, Somalia.
Time passes.
Five minutes passed quickly.
Wu Jie stared at the multifunctional luminous military watch and finally couldn't help it. He cursed and heard the sound of the Browning M2 heavy machine gun being loaded outside the house. He hugged Lao Huang and lay down against the wall. The heavy machine began to move toward the house.
Bullets poured into it, causing the aluminum alloy rolling shutter to tremble and gradually turn into a honeycomb.
"Get down quickly..."
Lao Huang shouted to the women and children huddled in the corner, but it was too late. The four living lives were torn apart by bullets like jars in the house.
brute!
Old Huang's eyes were wide open, but he was helpless.
The dust and debris splashed by the bullets flew into the air, and Wu Jie, who was lying on the ground against the wall, looked gray and miserable. At this moment, even Wu Jie couldn't help but wonder whether he could leave alive.
Government troops blocking the intersection heard the gunshots and remained unmoved.
In the distance, a long motorcade was speeding towards one of the blocked intersections. When the government soldiers saw this, they immediately pulled out the spike strips and blocked the convoy's path with force.
