Qin Fei pulled the trigger of the AK-12 assault rifle, and with a short burst of fire, a cloud of blood exploded on the head of a soldier from an illegal armed organization in the night vision scope, and disappeared behind a snowdrift.
The gun slid behind the receiver and stopped.
Short positions hang up.
Qin Fei shrank back, sighed, and threw the gun on the ground.
This is the last magazine.
Pulling out the MP-443 "Crow" pistol with a silencer, Qin Fei removed its magazine and placed it in the bag of his tactical vest.
Now, there is no need for a pistol with a silencer, another mp-443 without a silencer is enough.
He heard the crunching sound of military boots on the snow.
Now he could only lie down in the ditch, Qin Fei's whole body was pressed against the ground, crawling like a snake.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer to his location. He stopped his movements and legs and arched his body like a cat.
When the footsteps came within about ten meters, Qin Fei suddenly raised the "Crow" pistol. He didn't show his head at all, but continued to pull the trigger directly in the direction of the footsteps.
After the rapid gunfire, there were chaotic voices all around, but they were all in a language he didn't understand, and it wasn't Russian.
Then someone fell down, someone fired, and someone yelled.
I am surrounded!
Qin Fei could tell from the position of the voices that there were at least dozens of people, and they were from all directions.
Oh shit!
He cursed secretly.
It's not a good feeling to be surrounded.
He quickly retracted his hand, not wanting his hand to be broken like a sugar cane by a lucky bullet.
As soon as I lay down, something rolled into the snow ditch where I was hiding.
Qin Fei subconsciously crawled forward quickly because he was worried that what was thrown in was a grenade.
But something flew in again.
After landing, he fell directly into the snow.
Then another one...
It’s over!
A thought flashed through Qin Fei's mind, but there was still a glimmer of hope.
He knew that if Basiev wanted to catch him, he would definitely do it alive, not dead.
If Basiev wanted to die on his own, he would have been finished long ago.
No one can stand alone in the snow against a company of soldiers.
40 minutes ago, Qin Fei followed Khasayev's signal and arrived here, but he didn't expect it to be a trap.
As expected?
Unexpected?
It doesn't matter now.
Three "hand grenades" that fell into the snow ditch exploded.
The dazzling light instantly made Qin Fei lose his sight, and the familiar shaking sound of ear drums made him seem to have lost his sense of direction and hearing.
It's a sound and light grenade!
If I hadn't been wearing noise-cancelling headphones, I'm afraid my eardrums would have been shattered by now.
However, even wearing noise-canceling headphones, such a close distance and the number of sound and light grenades were still too much for Qin Fei to bear.
He suddenly became as soft as an eggplant beaten by frost, the joints all over his body seemed to have been hammered loose, his limbs were weak, his head was dizzy, and he could not see anything.
Subconsciously, Qin Fei struggled to stand up and shot around randomly.
Everything seems to be in vain.
Soon, Qin Fei was hit hard by the butt of a gun on the back of his head through his bulletproof helmet.
The butt of the gun hit him so hard that he almost fainted.
He turned the gun head around at a speed that was as non-threatening as the slow-motion playback.
Someone grabbed his hand from behind, and another person grabbed his other hand, and then pushed him down into the snow.
The skin on his face felt a biting coldness, and Qin Fei could hardly breathe. He was pinned to the snow, like a pig tied up in a slaughterhouse.
The people around him began to yell again, and Qin Fei was quickly tied up and dragged out of the snow ditch like a dead dog.
A pair of big hands touched him up and down unceremoniously, tearing off his body armor and tactical vest, tearing off his helmet, and finally even his crotch, which was pinched carefully.
I almost pulled out my underwear to see the color.
Obviously a body search.
Qin Fei tried hard to open his eyes, but his vision was blurry. The night vision device had been taken away, and there was only a little light reflected by the snow in the night.
Black shadows swayed around him, and seven or eight tall guys surrounded him, like hunters surrounding a wounded wolf.
Before Qin Fei could take a closer look, he was hit by the butt of a rifle again on the back of his head. His vision went dark and he could not see anything.
…
Vladikavkaz, temporary command post.
The helicopter landed slowly on the landing field outside the headquarters. Michelle jumped out of the plane without waiting for the propeller to stop and ran towards the headquarters' office with Mist.
The soldiers at the door didn't have time to stop the mi17 major. She almost knocked the door open.
Everyone in the headquarters was startled by the sound, and several agents even subconsciously put their hands on the holsters on their waists.
"Where's Colonel Alexanderkovitch!"
Michelle looked around with anger on her face as she shouted and asked.
No one answered her.
Because her behavior seemed very reckless and impolite.
"I want to see your colonel!" Her eyes fell on the small door of Alexanderkovitch's office.
Michelle lost the patience to wait for someone to lead the way, and rushed toward Alexanderkovic's office like a wind.
Several FSB agents blocked the road and surrounded Michelle.
"Major, this is not England, please be respectful!"
An agent reminded Michelle rudely.
Michelle glanced at the agent's hand. His hand was on the holster on his waist, with a Raven pistol inserted in it.
Almost without any warning, Michelle struck suddenly, pressing her right hand on the opponent's palm, and thrust her knee forward, directly hitting the crotch.
The agent knelt down with a cry, and his hand was naturally raised by Michelle.
Major Michelle, who was able to become the frontline commander of mi17, was certainly not a freeloader. With a twist of her hand, a beautiful wrist lock and gun grabbing movement, the "Crow" pistol came into her hand like a magic trick.
In the blink of an eye, the muzzle of the gun was pressed against the temple of another agent.
Almost at the same time, two pistols were pressed against Michelle's head.
Mist's reaction was not slow, and he drew out his pistol and spare pistol at the same time. The two guns were pressed against the foreheads of the other two agents who had their muzzles pointed at Michelle's head.
Everyone was shocked. In the office hall of the headquarters, almost all the agents with guns pulled out their guns and pointed them at Michelle and Mist, as well as the intelligence analyst Lilith who was standing behind them.
"Call your colonel out, I want to see him!" There was only anger in Michelle's eyes, without any fear. When things got to this point, her mind was already in a mess, and her endurance had reached the bottom line.
Although this place is Russian territory, and although it is full of FSB and Russian special forces members, shooting oneself to death is equivalent to declaring war with Mi17.
Michelle is also challenging the FSB's bottom line.
Ear
The door to Colonel Alexanderkovic's office was pushed open, and the senior agent leader who looked like an old fox appeared at the door.
After scanning the surroundings, he said in a deep voice: "Put down your guns, the major is a guest."
Then he waved to Michelle: "Come on, it's time to talk to you."