Qin Fei almost subconsciously decided on a counterattack plan instantly - he could turn his head to look at the gun port and at the same time grab the opponent's gun barrel with his free left hand, and then shoot above the window sill.
There is a wooden structure there, and the Glock 18 should be able to penetrate the not-so-thick window sill and hit the enemy hiding on the roof above the window.
However, this is just a thought.
Because Qin Fei soon discovered that Michelle's face was hanging upside down and sticking out from the upper edge of the window.
"Is it you!?" Michelle also obviously saw Qin Fei. She looked a little surprised. Maybe she didn't expect that she could find Qin Fei even if she was hiding here.
"Fake! Major! Something will happen to you like this. If I almost shot you just now!" Qin Fei suddenly became a little angry. What kind of international joke is this!? As a dignified commander of the MI17 operations team,
She actually hid on the roof outside the attic like a wronged little girl...
Qin Fei noticed that Michelle's eyes were very red.
He was stunned for a moment.
Perhaps because of Michelle's status as a commander, plus being a professional soldier and agent, he almost forgot that she was also a woman.
Human beings have weaknesses.
This is what the old man said. No one is a god, not even soldiers. They can cry, collapse, get hurt, and die.
He put away his pistol and asked Michelle: "Major, don't tell me you climbed here to look at the night sky."
"I came to see the stars and the moon." Michelle also put away her P6 pistol and replied expressionlessly.
Her words made Qin Fei choke up. He didn't expect this female officer to be so unabashed.
Maybe it's the difference between Eastern and Western cultures, this is the generation gap.
Qin Fei jumped up to the window and out of the roof.
The weather in Johannesburg is very good tonight. The sky is clear at night and you can see the endless starry sky.
"You look a little tired, Major. I think you should go back and take a rest."
"I can't sleep." Michelle picked up a small bottle from the side, put it in her mouth and took a sip.
Only then did Qin Fei notice that the major had obtained a small bottle of brandy from the refrigerator, which was estimated to be about three taels.
Drinking may be Michelle's only way to relax her nerves now.
"Hugo is fine."
Qin Fei tried his best to pick out some good news, thinking that this would make Michelle feel better.
If both men died, Michelle would be under greater pressure.
"Well, I understand. I have asked the doctor on the first floor before. After the observation tonight, they will send him away early tomorrow morning and then go to a hospital with relatively complete equipment for treatment."
"Joyce's matter..." Qin Fei said: "I'm very sorry, and I want to tell you that her death was an accident and was not your command responsibility. As a mercenary leader, I understand you very well."
"Thank you for your comfort, but I'm not that fragile, I'm just in a bad mood." Michelle took another sip of wine.
Suddenly, she looked sideways at Qin Fei and asked: "I have decided to be a professional soldier since I was a child, so I have been mentally prepared for a long time. We have no control over death and can only let it take its course."
"It's good to know how to think like this." Qin Fei suddenly remembered what Michelle had just said, and asked again: "It's rare to see girls considering soldiers as their ideals since they were young. You are quite special."
"Can girls only dream of being stars and princesses? My favorite toy since childhood was not a Barbie doll, but a Beretta S68 double-barreled shotgun." Michelle said.
Qin Fei's eyes lit up and he smiled: "Your hobbies are quite special."
Michelle said: "Yes, because I was born into a professional military family. My grandfather was a soldier and participated in World War II. My father first studied at the Royal Military Academy Sandhurst and later entered the Royal Marines. In the 1970s,
, when the problem of being loved was at its most serious, he voluntarily joined the SAS unit for selection, and was then sent to Northern Ireland to participate in covert operations, for which he received a knighthood."
Qin Fei said: "It turns out that the daughter inherited the father's legacy."
Michelle didn't speak, took another sip of wine, and said to herself: "So you don't have to worry about me, my psychological endurance is very strong. When I was twelve years old, my father died to save me and my mother.
."
After saying that, he turned around and looked at Qin Fei intently.
Qin Fei became a little embarrassed. He shouldn't ask about this kind of thing. After all, it is other people's sad things and privacy.
However, Michelle looked at herself like this, as if expecting an answer from herself.
"My father is also a soldier, and I have also served, so I think I come from a military family..." He did not ask Michelle how her father died, trying to avoid this sensitive topic.
"I came back from school that day. My mother was supposed to be at home, but as soon as I entered the door, someone covered my mouth and I fainted. When I woke up, I found that my mother and I were tied to chairs, and our bodies were tied up for several hours.
Bombs, those bombs are very exquisitely made, and there are many traps, including a very thin metal wire connected to the door handle..."
Michelle stretched out her hand and made gestures in the air.
"With just one twist, my mother and I would be blown to pieces."
Qin Fei was shocked again. He didn't expect Michelle to have experienced such a thrilling thing.
"That was done by the leader of an extreme branch of the Northern Irish Republican Army because my father was hunting them down. They felt they had no choice but to take revenge on my father. He wanted my father to witness his close relatives being bombed to death.
His morale was completely shattered."
"In the end..." Qin Fei didn't know whether he should ask, so he seemed a little hesitant: "What happened in the end?"
"When my father came home, he discovered the problem, but the time bomb had a time limit. He had to do it himself before reinforcements arrived."
Michelle looked at the starry sky in the distance and said after a long time: "He killed four Republican soldiers who were ambushing my house. However, he was also shot, but he still managed to defuse the bomb for us..."
Qin Fei didn't dare to ask any more questions.
After all, we know that Michelle's father is dead. Since he is dead, the ending of this story will definitely not be a happy ending story of a hero saving his family.
Reality is reality, it will never be fiction, reality is always cruel.
"My father's injuries caused massive internal bleeding and there were three bullet holes in his body..."
Michelle said: "Including me now, no one knows how my father sustained himself in that situation and then defused the bomb for our mother and daughter. Later everyone said it was a miracle. I know it was
Why, it’s love.”
Looking at Qin Fei, Michelle said: "When my father was alive, I often asked him why he always left early and came home late, and why he often disappeared for a period of time. I didn't understand. I said why your work is different from other people's fathers.
Can I change my job? In my eyes, my father is omnipotent and can be very competent and outstanding in any job he wants to do."
"But my father told me very seriously that in this world, some jobs are too dangerous and too tiring, but they always need people to do them. If no one does them, no one will do such jobs. Everyone will do them.
Thinking of living a peaceful life, in the end no one is safe."
"I didn't understand it at the time, but I understood it when I grew up, so I also applied for the military academy and started in the navy until now."
Michelle's words made Qin Fei deeply moved.
Michelle's experience is very similar to mine. They are both from special forces, both come from military families, and they both work in secret operations. The only difference is that Michelle's father is dead and his own
My father just disappeared under the name of infamy.
He was so moved that he almost blurted out his own experience.
However, Qin Fei soon held back.
With my current identity, it is not easy to reveal too much information, otherwise I will get burned.
No one knows whether Michelle's story is true or false. That's the way it is in the intelligence community. You often can't say too much, especially when your identity is still confidential. No one will become your true friend.
"Major, let's go back. If we can't find you, everyone will be worried. Besides, I also have something I want to talk to you about." Qin Fei led the topic elsewhere.
"Okay, what do you want from me?" Michelle stood up and threw the brandy bottle towards the trash can in the yard.
Pass--
The rotating brandy bottle accurately fell into the trash can more than 20 meters away. Qin Fei's eyebrows jumped again. This was an accuracy obtained through long-term live ammunition throwing training. It is impossible for ordinary people to do it. (To be continued)