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Chapter 6 Stealth Kill

The gunshots fired by the black militants before they died were so loud that all the black people in the factory could clearly hear the sudden gunshots in the dark night.

"You guys, go over there and take a look!" When Bowers heard the gunfire, his expression tightened. The elusive sniper appeared again?

But think about it, my people have already entered the factory. As long as he dares to show his face, he can send people to surround him and kill the damn sniper.

After hearing the order, the five black men held their guns and trotted towards the location of the gunfire. After Yu Zhiqian dealt with the three black men, he did not show any nostalgia at all. He did not care about the black men's equipment and quickly disappeared into the darkness. among.

Lying in the corner, Yu Zhiqian gently turned on the personal computer on his arm and observed the situation of the entire factory through the high-point night vision probe.

The personal computer has been modified and can perform some simple operations, such as enlarging images, simple recognition of faces, etc. However, due to limited funds, the current face recognition database is basically zero, which is better than nothing with some additions that often appear on TV Celebrity images on.

"Huh? There are five black people on the left!" Yu Zhiqian frowned slightly when he saw the black people who were quickly moving toward the tool room. Five people were a bit difficult to deal with, and the positioning of the five people was also a bit particular. The three of them formed an arrow. The two of them looked behind them. It would be a bit difficult to make a sneak attack.

"Ignore these five people for now!" After Yu Zhiqian thought for a moment, he jumped over the five people and looked for other targets. Soon, he found two sneaky black men sneaking into a factory building.

"It's you!"

After confirming the target, Yu Zhiqian got up from the ground, looked back in the direction of the five black men, and quickened his pace, like a dexterous cat. Although the steps were big, they did not pull the balls, and they did not make too much noise.

The factory is very empty, and black people can't see the surrounding items clearly in the darkness, but Yu Zhiqian can clearly see the surrounding environment through the night vision device. This is just a place for preliminary processing of gemstones. Apart from a few cutting machines, there are some piled in the corner. of raw materials.

Two black men were in the factory. One was holding a flashlight and shining on the raw materials piled aside. The other black man was talking excitedly. From time to time, he picked up some raw gemstones and took a closer look. He found some good ones. He immediately put it in his pocket, not caring that there was a war now.

Yu Zhiqian lowered his body so that his hands could almost touch the ground. He moved his legs carefully to avoid some debris on the ground. It took him two minutes to finally touch the back of the two black men.

"How about it? Are these stones worth anything?"

"Some are more valuable. If you go to the right, there are still a bunch of them!"

The black man replied to Yu Zhigan without turning his head, but after he finished speaking, he realized that something was wrong, the accent was wrong. He turned his head sharply and saw that Yu Zhigan had put the dagger on his neck, and the comrade beside him had disappeared.

"goodbye!"

After Yu Zhiqian finished speaking, he pulled hard, and the dagger cut off the black man's trachea. The black man rolled his eyes upwards, stretched out his hand to cover his wound, and slowly fell to the ground. Yu Zhiqian looked at a small gem on the ground and held it in his hand. He weighed it and put it in his pocket.

In the factory in the dark night, Yu Zhiqian is like a ghost in the night. Every time he takes action, he will take away the lives of several black militants. More than fifty black militants, in less than half an hour, Yu Zhiqian has already Seventeen black men were killed.

Each time, it appeared suddenly like a ghost, and then disappeared into the darkness without any trace.

Bowers hid in a small room and did not dare to run around in the factory. The most recent time, two black bodies were found less than ten meters away from him. If Yu Zhiqian knew that Bowers was Leader of the Negroes, Bowles' body is now cold.

"did you find it?"

After a black man walked into the room, Powers asked excitedly. The news that Powers wanted to hear most now was that the ghost-like sniper was killed by his men. No, there was no need to kill him. All you need to do is find his location and surround him.

"Boss, should we retreat? This factory is very strange. I feel like the ghost sniper may really be a ghost!"

A timid black man said in a low voice that black people are very superstitious. The most superstitious people in the world are black people. Everything they cannot explain is regarded as a ghost incident.

"That's a human, that's a human, didn't you hear? Before we attacked, they said this was the territory of that, that wolf's security company, not a ghost!"

Just as Bowers finished yelling, the head of the man in front of him suddenly exploded and fell to the ground. Bowers was so frightened that he lay on the ground and did not dare to raise his head, while the other black men beside him were looking for cover nearby.

"Where is it! Did you find it?"

After Bowers lay down, he asked loudly. All the black people around him shook their heads. They had no idea where the enemy fired from.

"Ghost, ghost!"

The black man lying on the ground muttered something. After hearing these words, the other black people became nervous and lay on the ground shivering. Although Bowles was also scared, he did not want to believe that it was a ghost: "It's not a ghost. Go and open the switch in the factory. Go quickly!"

When the black man lying on the ground saw that his name was called, he was lying on the ground and refused to get up. Bowles took out his pistol and put it on his head: "I told you to go, you go now, otherwise I will Kill you!"

After the black man heard this, he stood up with trembling legs, muttering some spells in his mouth, hoping to keep ghosts and ghosts away from him. When he stood up, his crotch was already wet.

After Yu Zhiqian fired a shot, he slowly retreated. There were still six people in the room, but Yu Zhiqian had no grenades on him. He could only kill the black man standing at the window first. Who let him stand at the window? Don't hit him. Who to hit?

After taking a few steps back, Yu Zhiqian took out the magazine of the pistol, and the two sword eyebrows were twisted together. The pistol bullets were all gone. Africa can replenish AK bullets anytime and anywhere, regardless of the quality, but as long as you want Yes, you can get them everywhere, but m1911 bullets are more difficult to obtain, especially the better quality bullets, which are basically invisible.

"Damn it, we can only use rifles!"

Yu Zhiqian put away the pistol and took out an AK47 from a flower bed not far away. The pistol was equipped with a silencer. The sound of the gun was very small, but adding a silencer to the AK? Basically, there is no difference between it and no silencer. The difference between loud thunder and muffled thunder is that at some point, you feel it is louder than the sound without a silencer.

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