Volume Three: The Age of Cohabitation, Chapter 90: The Dangerous City at Sea (3)
Andy, a Thai, nicknamed Sea Shark, as the leader of the Fire Eye mercenary group, is a little excited and a little irritable in his eyes.
This large-scale operation to hijack the Star Dream cruise ship involved not only his mercenary group, but also several large mercenary groups and guerrilla organizations participated in the attack. After all, there were more than a hundred rich people on the ship.
Once this operation is successful, the money that can be obtained is enough to support a small country. However, although the firepower on the ship is insufficient, the resistance encountered is surprisingly huge, and the remaining two mercenary groups have already advanced to the second level.
Although his people are about to break through the cabin now, a step slower will mean that when they divide the money in the future, they will get a percentage less.
"Fuck, you bastards haven't gone up yet, hurry up! Hurry up! Otherwise those guys will eat meat, so be prepared to drink soup. I said before, go up from the side! Catch them off guard.
Lone wolf! Where are you sons of bitches still!? Answer me quickly."
"Boss, we have arrived at our location and are about to go up. You..."
When the person on the other side of the walkie-talkie said this, there was a sudden "bang" gunshot, and then there was no sound on the other side of the walkie-talkie. After a moment of daze, Haisha pressed the talk button again: "What happened? I was ambushed.
Yet?"
After a while, another person's voice came from over there: "Boss, boss, we encountered an attack..."
"How many people are there on the other side? Where is the lone wolf? What happened to him?"
"Yes, there is only one person on the other side. Brother Wolf... is already dead, and we have two dead brothers. That person... He was wearing a black cloak, he was so fast, he swung down from above with a rope, and as soon as he landed on the ground
He rushed into the cabin, boss, do we want to chase him?"
"In whatever direction he is going, I will ask others to stop him. You follow the original plan, be careful, and if they still have an ambush, rush forward!"
"Okay, boss. That person... seems to be rushing towards you..."
It was messy and messy, and there was darkness in the hull. All kinds of tables, chairs, and furniture were smashed to pieces. The glass doors and windows in the dining room and various lounges now only have a frame left. Broken glass was scattered all over the floor, and there were explosions everywhere.
There were traces of scorch or bullet holes, and occasionally exposed wires on the outer wall emitted light and made a "sizzling" sound. The powerful lighting flashlight on the gun was turned on, and more than ten people headed by Haisha slowly walked forward in the passage.
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When they reached a fork in the road, Haisha made a gesture, instructing his men to split into two groups. Just as the people around him stepped out, there was a sudden "crash" sound from behind. Several electric lights shot straight through, and only a wire was visible.
He was hung from the top of the passage and strangled the neck of the last person among them. A thin iron rod pierced down and passed directly through his head.
"above!"
In an instant, the firepower of more than a dozen guns roared out, and the light swept away above the passage. After a while, the shooting stopped, and in the darkness there was only the sound of distant gunfire. The top of the head was pierced.
The corpse was shaking in the air, shaking... as if to mock everyone's incompetence.
Walking back a few steps along the original path, the flashlight shone on the ceiling. However, only bullet marks could be seen, but no blood stains. A mercenary poked his head in from where the ceiling was opened, swept the flashlight, and then
, the gun rang out.
The corpse fell from above, and there was a clear bullet mark on the forehead.
"Chase! Kill him!" I heard the sound of gunfire coming from the corner of the corridor. Suddenly, the rain of gunfire roared again. A group of people chased after him, almost overturning the entire ceiling above. However,
, after another round of strafing, there seemed to be no reaction from above.
More than ten people were on guard in that passage. The light of the flashlight was patrolling back and forth at both ends of the passage. Haisha took a deep breath: "We have met a master, everyone, be careful... There are so many of us, we must kill him here."
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At this time, a figure emerged from the ceiling of a passage two corridors away. He stood in front of the half-empty basement door for a moment, staring at the number "1029", and he felt deeply.
Taking a breath, he pushed the door open and entered.
This was a room that was not too badly damaged. It was not as luxurious as the VIP rooms on the third floor or above, so it was clear at a glance that there was no one in this room.
After carefully checking the various footprints with rain on the ground, he then checked under the bed and in the closet. He stretched out two fingers and pinched the bridge of his nose. After scanning the catering service button, he looked in the direction of Haisha and others.
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That stupid shark will probably never know what kind of nightmare he brought to himself by pressing buttons randomly as a joke...
Blood, death, shadow, fear... After passing through the long passage, only two companions were left beside the sea shark. In the past few minutes, there was an extremely weird massacre. All kinds of incredible things
Attacks and assassinations appeared one after another around them, and their companions continued to fall.
Sometimes it's silent bullets fired from all directions, sometimes it's a hidden trap pulled up by thin wires in the passage. Often inadvertently, the last person in the team falls to the ground like that. He can't hit anyone when he turns around to shoot, and is attacked.
Blood spurted out from the necks of his companions, who convulsed and died. While they were still stunned, the man was already shooting at the opposite side with a submachine gun. Occasionally, they could only see the dark flying cloak. If the other party had a
The weapon was not a gun, but a huge scythe, and it became a living image of the God of Death depicted in the myth.
And that is indeed the God of Death.
Every time there is an attack, someone must fall to the ground, but on my side, it seems that I can't grasp the pattern of his actions at all. The man's speed is too fast and his actions are too weird. Every time he appears, the attack seems crazy, but in fact
Xanadu is at a fork in the road where you can advance, attack, retreat or escape. Every attack will be effective, and after every attack, you will definitely run away. Only now, with only two companions left, did he know that he wanted to rely on people like himself to survive like this.
How stupid it is to kill the opponent in a complex environment. Even if he loses face afterwards, he is already preparing to escape to the main force of the mercenary group who is storming the second floor. The firepower of a dozen people is not enough in a place with complex terrain. The firepower of hundreds of people is not enough.
Firepower, you will never be afraid of him.
He greeted the two people around him and stepped through a door in the darkness. This was a restaurant located on the side of the banquet hall. Most of the facilities had been destroyed. In the darkness, the small echo caused by the footsteps of the three people seemed...
Extremely lonely and scary, especially when being heavily
When I was shrouded in fear, the echo seemed to be infinitely amplified. I stopped at a corner and moved forward cautiously. Suddenly, a soft sound sounded from the side of the restaurant.
Almost reflexively, one of them pulled the trigger, and then, about three meters away from behind the kitchen counter, a child's scream rang out.
"Ah - help, help... don't kill me, don't kill me, my family is very rich, my family is very rich, don't kill me -"
After the gunfire stopped, the three of them exchanged glances, and Haisha roared in Chinese: "Come out."
Slowly, a boy who looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old moved out from there with his hands trembling. The expression on his face was particularly frightening, and his appearance was ordinary. He was the kind of kid who could tell at a glance that he was an honest person.
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"Please, don't kill me... My family is very rich, please, don't kill me, don't kill me..."
As the young man prayed, Haisha glanced at him, and with the other person on guard, he said in Thai: "Kill him."
As soon as the gunfire rang out, the young man jumped out in an instant, stretched out his legs and kicked off the dining table next to him, sending his body flying sideways.
The distance of three meters is really too short.
Almost at the same moment, a cold premonition shot straight up from the back of Sea Shark's neck. He turned his head suddenly and the dazzling lights of the entire restaurant suddenly turned on, delaying him for a moment again.
In his eyes, there was only the scene of the young man's body flipping upside down in the air. With his hands and two swords, as the body rotated, he pulled out magnificent poetic lines of snow from the necks of his two companions, which could almost be seen in the air.
They formed a circle. Then, the boy's legs had wrapped around his gun-holding arm.
The rotation did not stop at all. Haisha's huge body of nearly 100 kilograms flew up as the opponent clamped his legs on his arms. His strong right arm was twisted into a twist just in the air.
With a bang, their bodies hit the ground hard. Without the slightest hesitation, Haisha reached out his left hand to the military dagger on his leg. However, the other party was faster than him, and he only reached halfway. The young man's hand
The knife had accurately pierced his wrist, and the other knife sliced open his thigh muscles.
In the blink of an eye, two hands and one leg were seriously injured, which basically paralyzed all of his fighting power. The young man stood up, grabbed his chin, and pulled him up.
The light in the restaurant only appeared for a moment, and then it returned to darkness. Only the guns that the three of them dropped on the ground were still illuminated by flashlights. Looking at the cold face of the young man, Haisha couldn't figure out how to do this.
How could a person be a death-like figure who killed more than ten of them in a row?
Appearance can be disguised, but body shape cannot. This person is obviously just a young man who is still in the developmental stage.
"You ordered catering service..."
He said coldly. The boy slammed his head on a long table, pulled over a small bucket with ice cubes, filled his mouth with the ice cubes cut into small pieces, and then picked up
The small hammer used to pound ice cubes hit his mouth four or five times, and his entire lips became bloody and bloody.
"Okay, now we can talk...Room 1029. Did you or your companion press the food service button?"
Sea Shark looked at him with a mouth full of ice and blood, his eyes full of resentment. The young man shook his head with pity: "It seems that I guessed it right, there are your footprints in front of the button. So, another question, you see
Have you ever seen this girl?" He took out a photo from his pocket and turned on a flashlight: "Look carefully."
"Cough, cough... Hahahaha... This, this woman has... been given to us..." He struggled to spit out the ice cubes in his mouth, and Haisha tried his best to laugh, but before he could finish speaking, the young man once again
He shook his head: "I saw the confusion in your eyes. It's a pity that you haven't seen her... You've wasted my time."
The sword flashed, and at that moment, Haisha heard the sound of air flowing through the trachea and blood suddenly spurting out. Life was separated from his body at a speed visible to the naked eye. The young man took a deep breath and no longer paid attention to the people behind him.
The body, which began to limp, walked directly towards the door. After a while, he came back and gently rubbed his forehead.
According to what Shasha and Yahan said, they thought they were eating out and had searched all the restaurants on the upper floors. So when Ling Jing calmed down, they naturally looked for restaurants first...
Picking up a submachine gun, he used the lighting to search for clues on the ground, and then entered the kitchen of the restaurant step by step. There were two dead bodies on the ground. They seemed to be the bodyguards of the rich man on the ship. They were everywhere in the room.
They were all scenes of destruction caused by flying bullets. After walking around for a while, he turned around and was about to leave. Suddenly he turned back and walked to a large freezer at the end of the kitchen. The temperature control table was adjusted to the highest setting when the freezer was working.
temperature.
After opening the iron door, he subconsciously hid to the side, because the first thing he saw was the muzzle of the pistol pointing outside. Immediately, Jiaming squatted down, and in the freezer, the girl holding the gun shrank into a ball.
, the body is covered with fine snowflakes, the cheeks are pale, and the hot air from the breath can hardly be seen in the nose. Even though the temperature is adjusted to the highest temperature, such a large freezer is not a place where people can hide.
He reached out and felt the temperature on her hands and the breath on her face. Then, Jiaming finally hugged the girl who curled up into a ball. Thank God, there was still a weak heartbeat and breathing.
This kind of freezer cannot be opened from the inside. It is really hard to imagine what would have happened if he had arrived a step later. This assumption made him feel a little trembling all over. He did not want to bear and could not bear such consequences.
Even if we kill the entire ship of intruders and destroy the entire Peluojia later, we still can't make up for it...
"Sorry, Lingjing, I'm late...It's okay, it'll be okay..."
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I want to be in the top five in my monthly ticket, and I bet 10q coins. Of course, it is impossible to be in the top five, but in front of mm, bosses, please let me lose too ugly, okay? Please, please...
I suddenly thought of a reason. After joining VIP, I basically updated 4k once, and I am not a legendary 2k party. I was very distressed that this book was not saved. The update should be enough to update 2k.
Well, so, this time, I turned 720 degrees in the ice and snow to catch Thomas in full rotation, begging for a monthly ticket, rolling, rolling, crying... The text is already four thousand words long^_^