In the room next to the cockpit, a huge explosion startled FOX, Santos and others.
"What's going on?!" FOX picked up the gun and rushed out of the cabin with everyone.
Standing on the third highest floor of the cargo ship's driving building, FOX saw thick black smoke coming from the stern of the ship. The first officer ran up the gangway in a panic, his face covered with black oil smoke.
"FOX, the two guys you brought have escaped!"
"Escaped!?"
FOX grabbed the first mate and said, "Where's Adams!?"
"It's dead!" the first mate said dejectedly: "What's going on with you? No one is paying attention!"
With a livid face, FOX rushed down to the second floor with a gun in hand, and entered the room where Qin Fei and Kunchai were imprisoned. As soon as he entered the door, he smelled a stink of feces and urine. When he saw it, Adams fell to the ground, no longer alive.
, his throat was slit, blood flowed all over the floor, feces and urine were flying from his crotch, he looked like a pig that had been stabbed to death in a pig pen.
"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" FOX kicked a chair off the ground, "How did he escape!"
"There is one less lifeboat. I think they have escaped!" the first mate pointed to the stern channel.
FOX stamped his foot and said to Jones: "Jones, you look at the remote control system here, I will go to the stern of the ship to take a look!"
Jones nodded and made an OK gesture.
FOX took Lao Mao, Santos and the first mate out of the bridge and ran toward the stern of the ship.
Jones returned to the room and continued to observe the situation in the Golden Triangle through the network connection, preparing to detonate at any time.
On the screen, hidden cameras placed around captured the scene.
The figure of the Thunder Squadron appeared in the rubber forest on a slope outside the factory.
Jones picked up the satellite phone and dialed a number.
"Hello? I'm J."
There was a quick response from the other side: "Boss, we have been waiting for your call for a long time. We have been guarding this person for a whole day. How long will we continue to guard him?"
"There is no need to guard anymore. From now on, you can torture the hostages I gave you, and you can shoot them, but you cannot kill them immediately. Remember to videotape me. I want the video as evidence..."
"Understood, we will do it right away." The other party agreed very readily.
Putting away the phone, Jones smiled proudly.
In my heart, I was secretly laughing at the desperadoes in the factory and the 203 team outside the factory. Maybe they would not know that they were all pawns on the chessboard. Even the hired desperadoes might not know that as a team
The blasting expert himself had already buried enough explosives inside and outside the factory and installed an extremely advanced remote control device. As long as he dialed a predetermined number using a satellite phone, he could easily detonate the explosives.
He was very confident in the detonating devices and concealed probes he had installed. He was professionally trained. It was impossible for Unit 203 to discover that there were at least a dozen night vision probes around the factory monitoring every move around the factory at night.
Moreover, once the assault team of Unit 203 enters the explosion range, he is confident that none of these people will be able to get out.
"The show is finally about to begin..." he murmured to himself.
…
Country D, the Golden Triangle.
Next to the banana tree in the suburbs, Xu Wu put down the observation scope and pressed the throat vibrator: "Lei team, judging from the current situation observed from the outside, there are only 12 guards."
"Where is Qin Fei? Where are you sure he is?" Lei Ming asked.
Xu Wu looked at Gao Ming next to him. Gao Ming was staring at a military PAD on the ground. The red dot was located in the center of the screen.
"Judging from the signal of the tracker, Qin Fei is in the center of the house." Gao Ming said: "We don't have the architectural graphics here, so we can only improvise."
"No, Qin Fei's identity must be confirmed. Xu Wu, find a place and see if you can see inside." Lei Ming said.
Xu Wu replied: "Understood."
He turned back to Gao Ming and said, "Use the heat source scanner to see the specific distribution of people. I'll find a good observation point."
Gao Ming took off his backpack, took out the heat source scanner, set it up, and connected it to the power supply.
Soon, the power link indicator light came on.
Gao Ming placed his eyes on the lens barrel of the scanner and slowly looked carefully at the building opposite.
"There are two floors in the building. There are only 5 guards on the first floor, and 6 people on the second floor...and so on..."
He carefully adjusted the parameters and said: "One of them is tied up and on a chair, as if he is being beaten..."
Bang——
Before he finished speaking, gunfire rang out.
Gao Ming saw in the heat source scanning screen that the person tied to the chair fell to the ground instantly.
"Team Thunder! It is suspected that Qin Fei was shot, located on the second floor! They are planning to take action. It is recommended to act immediately!"
Gao Ming's voice came over the channel, and everyone's hearts immediately jumped up.
"Are you sure it's Qin Fei?" Lei Ming seemed to still have doubts.
"Based on the tracker's position and comparing it with the scanned position, it's Qin Fei!" Gao Ming said.
"Team Lei, let's do it! We can't wait any longer!" The singer called Lei Ming anxiously.
silence.
Thunder or silence.
"Thunder Team..."
"Let's do it! I promise to rescue him in five minutes!"
Every team member could no longer hold back. No one wanted to see Qin Fei die in the surveillance equipment.
"Okay! Take action, each team will rush in according to the established plan, be careful of traps! If you find anything wrong, retreat immediately!"
"yes!"
…
"Okay, okay, good job..." Jones smiled slightly and stared at the screen intently, as if he was admiring a piece of art he created.
As a blasting expert, he is extremely dedicated to every blasting mission and strives to achieve perfection.
According to Jones, killing can also be a form of beauty.
Suddenly, a figure flashed at the door.
Jones subconsciously fell backward.
flutter--
A bullet almost grazed his cheek, and he could even feel the burning heat left by the bullet as it passed by.
"SHIT!"
He immediately understood that Qin Fei must not have left the ship. He had come back to save his teammates.
Almost at the same time, the figures at the door fired one after another. When Jones fell to the ground, the extremely high reaction speed brought about by the rigorous training of the SEALs also allowed him to draw his pistol and shoot while he fell to the ground.
Both men's guns were equipped with silencers, and the dull sound and the sound of bullets hitting the iron sheet of the cabin rang out like exploding beans.
In three seconds, everything returned to calm.
"F..." Jones wanted to curse, but could only produce an incoherent note.
The throat is like a bellows that is leaking air. No matter how hard I step on it, I can't say a word.
He reached out to touch his neck. Before he touched it, he saw his blood surge upwards in an instant, spraying at least one meter high.
The dark figure at the door staggered in, took two steps, and fell to his knees with a plop.