Originally, Wesley thought that by dressing up in disguise, he could deceive the members of the Operations Division who were searching for him outside. Who would have thought that he would be targeted as soon as he left the safe house. He had no choice but to escape into the market next to the safe house and take advantage of the chaos.
Escape.︽,
Unfortunately, Wesley alone could not withstand the large number of people on the other side. Wesley was directly blocked in the market by teams from two operations offices, and a head-on firefight broke out.
When it comes to individual combat ability, Wesley is definitely no worse than anyone in the operations department, but it is difficult for him to defeat four people with two fists. Not only are there more people on the opposite side, but the weapons are better than Wesley's.
The fan-shaped firepower of the shotgun's lead bullets covered an area in one hit, tightly suppressing Wesley behind the bunker, and did not dare to show his head. Moreover, outside the market, there were snipers from the other side watching eagerly.
Facing the opponent's powerful fire suppression, Wesley could not resist with only a P226 pistol in his hand.
"Wesley, you are suspected of leaking intelligence secrets. Give up resistance immediately!" Tim, the captain of the blue team, under the cover of two team members, slowly approached the bunker where Wesley was hiding.
Leaking intelligence secrets? Hearing the accusation that Robert put on his head, Wesley couldn't help but sneer. What a logical excuse.
Wesley knew that if he gave up resistance and really followed Tim back and fell into Robert's hands, he would really be dead. If he took a gamble, he might still have a way to survive.
Wesley took out an M57 oval grenade, bit open the safety catch, and threw it from behind the bunker.
Gululu...
Seeing the grenade rolling towards them, Tim and the two Operations team members beside him suddenly widened their eyes and backed away quickly.
boom!
The grenade exploded and shattered grenade fragments flew everywhere. Wesley leaned out from behind the bunker and continuously pulled the trigger of the P226 pistol in his hand.
An Operations Division member holding a Remington M870 shotgun was hit by a bullet, leaving two holes in his bulletproof vest. The bullet was blocked by a boron carbide bulletproof insert, and did not cause any damage to the Operations Division member.
He was fatally injured, but the kinetic energy transmitted to his body by the bullet still made him grin in pain.
Fortunately, the weapon in Wesley's hand was a nine-millimeter caliber P226 pistol. If it were replaced by an MP7 or P90 submachine gun, at such a close distance, the bullet would be enough to penetrate the bulletproof insert and penetrate the body of the Operations Division member.
Suddenly, Wesley felt a bright light flash from the corner of his eye.
Sniper!
Wesley reacted immediately, kicked hard on the ground with his foot, and jumped back.
call out!
A 7.62mm caliber sniper rifle bullet spun through the air and struck Wesley.
Bang!
When Wesley heard the gunfire coming from the small building opposite the market, he only felt a burning pain in his thigh. Although the bullet did not cause a penetrating wound to his thigh, it still plowed out his thigh.
A cut, with blood flowing like a stream.
"Fu-ck!"
Wesley dragged his injured leg, moved his body, and hid in the sniper's blind spot. He took out the hemostatic gauze and hemostatic bandage from his backpack, briefly bandaged the wound on his leg, and then took out a betel nut from his pocket.
Put it in your mouth and chew it hard a few times.
Even though the situation was so urgent, Wesley still chewed his betel nut.
"Damn, I didn't expect that the great John Wesley would die in such a market." Wesley chewed the betel nut in his mouth hard, trying to distract his attention and ignore the pain coming from his thigh.
feel.
Wesley knew that he was in big trouble this time. If his leg was not injured by a sniper, he might be able to escape from this market, but now it is basically impossible; and Wesley has all the
There isn't much ammunition left.
"Lan Yi, the target's thigh is injured, repeat, the target's thigh is injured!" The sniper notified Tim through the headset finger, holding the sniper rifle and leaving his current sniping position to find a new sniping position.
Tim winked at several members of the Operations Division around him, held his gun, and slowly approached Wesley's position.
And when Tim and others were less than twenty meters away from Wesley, an object the size of a baseball flew into the market from the window, spinning around the feet of Tim and others.
The baseball-sized spherical tear gas shell split in half, and the white irritating gas spread instantly, irritating the tear ducts and throats of Tim and others.
Even though they had covered their mouths and noses with their hands, the irritating gases, which were more powerful than ordinary tear gas bombs, still made people in the market cough and shed tears.
Before the tear gas gas released by the tear gas bombs dissipated, something else flew into the market.
Tim and the few members of the Operations Division around him were frightened when they saw the plastic grenade stuck to the ground with a small red light flashing on the surface.
Although this thing will not form lethal fragments when it explodes, the explosion shock wave generated by such a lump of C4 plastic explosive is enough to blow them away and shatter their internal organs.
Tim and several members of the Operations Division with him could no longer care about the tear gas that was spreading around them, and ran back.
boom!
With a violent explosion, the plastic grenade stuck to the ground exploded. While the dust on the ground was raised, the explosion shock wave radiated in all directions, knocking Tim and others to the ground.
Tim fell heavily to the ground with a sweet feeling in his throat, and spit out a mouthful of blood. After struggling a few times, he still couldn't get up from the ground.
Two members of the Operations Department who were far away from the explosion point immediately stepped forward and dragged Tim and several other members of the Operations Department to a safe area.
Boom! Boom!
Outside the market, two low roars of car engines were heard, and then a bulletproof Land Rover crashed through the market wall and rushed into the market, lying between Wesley and members of the CIA Operations Division.
Luo Hao pushed open the door, jumped out of the car, used the door as a cover, suppressed fire with precise bursts, and provided cover for Wesley.
"Get in the car!" Luo Hao shouted at Wesley.
"I didn't expect that it would be you, a profiteer, who would come to save me." With Xu Xudong's help, Wesley climbed into the Land Rover and sat in the back seat.
Luo Hao once again threw a plastic grenade forward, and then got into the bulletproof Land Rover.
boom--!
The explosion of a plastic grenade once again raised a cloud of dust in the market.
"Get out!" Luo Hao grabbed the armrest and shouted to Sun Yuan who was driving the car.
Sun Yuan slammed the accelerator twice, and the bulletproof Land Rover roared forward.
Da da da da da…
Cengcengcengcengceng...
The members of the Operations Office fired desperately at the bulletproof Land Rover, but the dense bullets could not cause any damage to the Land Rover, let alone stop it.u