The Guni Opera House, parking lot, Ferrari's window glass reflection is the waves of the granite base in the distance.
On the shore, it was as if the reflected world was impacting reality, and finally shattered into bright spots in the white foam on the shore.
The parking lot was dark and silent, without any sound. Cars were dormant in the parking spaces like hibernating beasts, their sniffles hidden under the sound of the waves... At this time, three sharp lights were like icebreakers in the black
Three pale scars were scratched on the ice.
Those were three Toyota large-capacity Alpha tool trucks, all pitch black like thornless porcupines, quietly hidden in the protection of the night, and were not completely exposed until they started their engines and turned on their headlights.
Amidst the sound of mechanical friction, the rear hoods of the three Alfas were opened. The first thing to stick out of the car was a muscled arm that could not be concealed by a combat uniform. It held a huge weapon in its hand.
It is a silver-gray Remington 700 CP pistol. Others do not need to elaborate on the caliber and range of this gun. You only need to look at the detachable bracket under the gun body to understand its violent power. It is more powerful than a pistol.
Like a hand-held lightweight sniper rifle, it can kill a brown bear or bison with one shot from 800 meters away.
The arm holding the Remington pistol was particularly strong, and he controlled the monster with one hand. He gently pulled the chamber with his left hand, and the bullet that entered the chamber bounced out of the chamber. The man holding the gun did not pick it up and bent.
He jumped out of the car and walked forward without looking back.
The ejected bullet jumped over his shoulder and was immediately caught by the thugs wearing black hoods who came out from behind. They loaded the bullet into the magazine, shot it into the pistol and loaded it. Then they took off the magazine and repeated the first man's process.
Move and let the next person catch the bullet.
Giving the first bullet to your companions is the term "lucky bullet" in the mercenary world. The first bullet fired in a war often represents a human life. Everyone puts this "lucky bullet" in the barrel of the gun.
After winning once, there is a saying in the tourist attractions that the Buddha statue is covered with pulp to bring good luck... But it also represents their subsequent killing and determination to win.
Black crowds poured out of Alpha in large numbers. They were all wearing thick body armor and black hoods that only exposed their eyes, mouth and nose. Everyone was so burly and intimidating that carrying a gun on their back could hold a prisoner in this country.
With a large-caliber automatic rifle pierced through the base, he walked like a bear towards the huge 'volute' building outside the parking lot.
"Team A1, B2, C3, the employer has issued an action instruction, code: Dragonborn, please take the necessary items and leave the destination safely with the employer himself, over." The same voice sounded in each thug's headset, then
It is a temporary command tower built in Alpha. If you enter one of the cars, you can see the screens hanging on the walls of the cars. They are all real-time surveillance videos, with the year, month and date jumping in the lower left corner.
The three teams were silent and efficiently rushed in from the front of the opera house. All the cameras along the road lowered their heads. A ten-minute video was repeated endlessly on the screen in the control room of the opera house. The security guard was lying on a chair playing with his mobile phone.
From time to time I glanced at him and yawned.
The two security guards in front of the gate were the first to discover these three teams. They were immediately shocked by the murderous aura. They pressed one hand on the stun gun at their waist, stretched out their right hand and shouted:
Said: "Which unit do you belong to? Now the theater is full of VIPs and you are not allowed to..."
Before he finished speaking, the leading thug who walked straight up raised the Remington pistol in his hand and fired two bursts. The sound of the gunfire suppressed the sound of the waves crashing on the stone steps and knocked away the two security guards.
His skull was stuck to the glass door. The gunman who fired the gun did not even shake his hand, but kept pushing open the glass door and walked towards the opera house.
Omega Hybrid Squad.
This is the name of this team. No one knows their origins. If you want to find their website, you can only log in through a member. And if you want to register as a member, you need to have a complete commissioning experience, which leads to a dilemma.
It happens that if you want to register as a member, he needs you to entrust a task. If you want to entrust the task, he will ask you to register as a member first. It is very annoying, but it still cannot attract the pursuit and love of this small team from high-end users.
The members of the Omega Mixed Race Team are all made up of mixed races from all over the world. There is no limit on nationality, gender, or age. No one knows the true identity of any of the members, and you don’t need to ask about it, because it turns out that often
At the end of the inquiry, a size 45 shoe will kick down your door and throw a destructive grenade inlaid with steel balls in front of you.
The reason why this team is famous is, first, the efficiency of their missions. It is difficult for a terrorist team composed of all mixed-races not to maintain a mission completion rate of more than 90%. The second reason is that they have extremely high infiltration capabilities and can come and go freely.
Any country in the world that has good gun control and perfect security.
Last year's riots in Singapore were caused by them. It is said that they were used as pawns in national competition. In just three days, the whole of Singapore was thrown into chaos. They were successfully evacuated afterwards. They are a world-class mercenary organization.
Money can do anything, from robbing the Pentagon to robbing a charity gala in an obscure opera house.
From planning, to checking out locations, to executing, this team spent three days, detailing the robbery plan into the blueprint of the entire opera house. Every member knows it by heart and can draw the layout for you behind their backs.
, everyone is like a nail in the machine. Once the engine is started, they will perform their duties without any extra hands and feet.
The three teams poured in from three entrances, A, B, and C. As they trotted along the passage, they could only hear the sound of guns rubbing against their bodies. Anyone who appeared on the road would have a large-caliber bullet pierce through their chest.
bullets, there is no process of begging for mercy and no option to surrender. If you are run over by this group of people, you can only be eliminated.
“Group A is in place.”
“Group B is in place.”
…”
The first two groups arrived at the entrance to the infield of the Opera House, and the voices of bidders could be heard faintly from the door behind the curtain. The third group had not yet reported that it was in place. The two groups A and B waited in silence for possible results on the other side.
The encounter ended.
"Group C is in place." Ten seconds later, a voice sounded in the headset, "We encountered two hybrids and have dealt with them. The information is true. There are probably more than two-digit bloodline owners in the infield."
When the headset sounded and Team C was in place, the three teams simultaneously installed the plastic bombs. The team members retreated to the edge of the corridor and squatted down. The leader opened his cuffs and looked at the watch, and pressed the button to detonate when the second hand coincided with 12 o'clock.
button.
“Action!”
Less than three seconds after the smoke and fire erupted, all the thugs put on gas masks and rushed into the infield in an orderly manner. The leader of the group opened fire, and the eardrum-shattering gunfire tore through the entire opera house.
The trader on the stage subconsciously fell to the ground, and a bullet just flew over his head and hit the backstage... This bullet was originally aimed at his head. There is nothing better than a person who is the center of attention.
The head exploding like a watermelon is even more shocking.
Not a single shot hit the trader's head, and the captain of Team A was not discouraged. He blew on the Remington's gun and walked to the aisle. Beside him, the team members rushed through countless aisles and put the packages in
A white sticky object with a dancing countdown cursor is placed under the seat on the aisle side.
Noisy gunfire rang out, it was the bodyguards rushing out from the shadows, but before they could rush in front of the thugs in the aisle, several gunshots rang out at the same time. It was the bodyguards standing in the opera house.
The man who entered the high place fired the gun. When the bodyguards thought they were hiding in the darkness, the bullets accurately and accurately locked their heads, taking away several lives in an instant!
The wind demons flying in the air at unknown times screamed, bringing all the information back to the mind of the captain holding a Remington. His eyes were golden under the black hood, and the realm of Kamaitachi enveloped the entire venue.
“Captain, something unexpected happened at the scene.” A team member reported on the wireless headset, “Many people fainted, it doesn’t look like they were knocked unconscious by the sound wave.”
"The alert has been raised to Level 2. Control the scene and find the employer quickly. The employer will determine the necessary items and then take them away and evacuate. We still have about five and a half minutes." The captain checked the mechanical watch. Their action time was accurate.
Once the second is up, it will evacuate immediately regardless of whether the task is completed or not.
The Kamamaitachi was flying in the venue, and every blind spot was scanned. The member of the team who spoke like a snake shared the 3D blueprint drawn by the wind demon in the captain's mind with everyone.
All the pulsating red dots were clearly marked. Any red dot moving faster than 2m would be fired upon by dozens of automatic rifles every second. The entire opera house was engulfed by their group of aliens in less than a minute.
Within the control of the one!
In the aisle, dozens of thugs stood in the best control positions, with guns pointed at every area of the opera house. The VIP room on the second floor was immediately controlled by Group C. Every young mixed-race person
They all looked at the black muzzle of the gun pointed at them with stiff faces, and all the words and countermeasures were knocked to the ground by the finger on the trigger and the sharp swing of the gun butt.
This attack was so sudden that no one could have expected such a thing to happen. At this moment, the authority of the organizer seemed to have been stepped on and severely rubbed on the ground.
Of course, many people subconsciously looked at a certain position...
The buyer's seat of plate number 66.
Of course they couldn't forget that there was a super hybrid at the scene! But when they looked over, they found that the boy had dropped the bidding card and raised his hands high. He even surrendered one point faster than them, without even raising the butt of his gun.
When he got up, he raised his hands and surrendered. The thugs who had not yet raised their guns were stunned for a moment and did not hit him.
What a man who knows the current affairs!
Everyone in the VIP room on the second floor had an expression of disbelief on their faces as the thugs pointed their guns at them and lay on the ground. Mai Shutoku in the VIP room on the 3rd floor also stared blankly at the person who put away the gun at the moment of the explosion.
The boy with golden eyes pretended to be a good boy. When the thugs broke into the room, she had no time to release Mingzhao, so she subconsciously hid the Budou Yuhun... and raised her hands at the same time.
“Long legs, long legs! What are you doing!” Potato Chip Girl was shocked.
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"..." Mai Shutoku didn't say anything. She thought to herself, I don't know what I'm doing. How about you ask the little monster downstairs who has brighter eyes than the next generation? What is he doing?
Chu Zihang and Wan Boqian who were next to Lin Nian also looked like they had seen a ghost that I didn't believe. At the moment of the explosion, Chu Zihang pulled out his gun from his waist belt, and suddenly caught a glimpse of Lin Nian beside him.
Raising his hands high... Then he quickly inserted the gun back in, and raised his hands together with an expressionless face, but there was still a look of confusion in his cold eyes.