While a new conspiracy was taking shape on the congressman's side, Owen was still worrying about clues about the sniper.
Becky used the resources of the NSA and checked all the well-documented records in the world. This is something that only a terrifying existence like the NSA can do.
Although its reputation is not as famous as that of cia, its annual budget is several times that of cia. It is a real giant, but no one pays attention to it.
But despite this, there are still no clues. Various characteristic data, cross comparisons, and intelligent analysis of big data AI have all yielded no results.
Becky was helpless, so she decided to make a last-ditch effort and send Owen the information on all retired and active snipers who could shoot at 2,000 yards to see if she could find any clues.
The number of people was not large, only about 50 people.
Becky sent the information to Owen's email, and Owen and Swager checked it one by one.
The information that Becky collected was quite detailed, including name, nationality, military service, specialties, commonly used sniper rifle models and personal achievements. In addition, each person also had a few photos.
The two of them looked through one photo after another, still without any clue. Swager suddenly pointed at a photo they had just turned over and shouted: "It's him, it's him. I've seen this person before. He's appeared before."
On Isaac Johnson’s team…”
Owen looked at this person's information. Solotov, a Russian-American, was once the ace sniper of the Green Berets. However, he was injured in a battle and had both legs amputated. From then on, he could only rely on a wheelchair to live.
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How could such a person snipe? He couldn't even lie down, but Swag's reaction was so sure.
"I'm sure it was him. He was right next to me when I said it. He would never admit his mistake. He was still at the scene half an hour before it happened..."
Swagger was very confident.
Owen immediately called Becky: "Becky, help me check this Solotov's information, try to be as detailed as possible..."
"Okay, wait for my email."
Before waiting for a while, Owen had received a call from Becky, "Sent it."
There was a new email displayed in the mailbox system. Owen was about to click on it when Swag next to him suddenly threw Owen down.
Just as he pounced on Owen, several bullet holes suddenly appeared on the computer screen on the table, and then a "pop-pop" sound was heard, and the square monitor was smashed into pieces.
"What's going on?"
"There are snipers!"
"Damn, how did they find us..."
"Don't raise your head, crawl into the back room..."
The two of them were crawling close to the ground, and any movement that was slightly larger would be fatally shot by the other party.
When crawling around the corner, Swager did not forget to take the rifle standing there. This was the rifle that Sara found yesterday. It was the gun that her late boyfriend Tony used to practice. It was not a good gun, but
The shot was accurate.
Swagger climbed up quickly with a long gun, and Owen followed behind him. He only had a Glock 23 on him.
This gun is a reduced version of the 22, which is equivalent to the .40 model of the Glock 19. It has recently been purchased in large quantities by TU. It is the only good thing after the Ministry of National Defense took over TU. After all, this gun is smaller than their previous guns and is easier to carry.
convenient.
The two of them continued crawling on the ground. As soon as Owen moved a little louder, a burst of gunfire was immediately triggered. The "puff, puff, puff" bullets hit the surroundings with fragments flying, and everything on the furniture was smashed to pieces.
Irving and Swager lay on the ground and did not dare to move, letting the surrounding debris splash on their bodies. The other party locked their position, and the other party's blind spot around them knew where.
"It's not a sniper rifle, it's an assault rifle with a silencer."
Swagger lay on the ground and said with certainty, but Owen thought of another problem. The opponent may not come alone, so after the sniper fails, according to the routine, it is time to engage in close combat.
Sure enough, his prediction came true.
Just now, red laser beams shone in from the window, and the laser beams patrolled around the room. The two looked at each other, this was a laser sight, and it seemed that there were many people outside.
"What are you doing?"
Irving ignored Swagger's shouting from behind, and instead sneakily crawled back, then turned into the kitchen and pulled out a small bag of flour.
Owen used a claw knife to break open the flour, and then turned on the electric fan. In an instant, the flour was blown all over the room.
"Go quickly~~"
The electric fan blew the curtains, and the attention of the gunmen outside was attracted there. The laser beam and the sniper smashed a corner of the window. Owen and Swager took the opportunity to crawl out of the living room and onto the back porch.
"Hurry up~~"
As soon as they got up and ran for two steps, the two of them squatted down quickly, because red laser beams also appeared at the back door, but the number was much less than at the front door, only three.
The two men bent over and ran towards the back door. The laser beam outside was still swaying, and it was obvious that the other party was also approaching. Irving and Swager hid behind the shoe cabinet, not daring to show their heads at all. This was the blind spot of the back door's view.
"Click, click~~"
There were two crisp sounds, and the window glass of the front and rear doors was smashed at the same time, and then a flash bomb was thrown in through the breach.
It is indeed standard operation.
Owen's hiding position was on the side of the door, and the flash bomb landed right in front of him. Owen grabbed the flash bomb and threw it from the porch into the front hall, and then fell down as fast as possible with his head in his hands.
"Bang, bang~"
The two flash bombs exploded almost at the same time. Just as the people outside the door were about to break open the door and rush in, they were affected by the dust explosion in the living room and flew out upside down.
Although the back door was not within the direct range of the dust explosion, it was also affected by the shock wave. The guy who was about to enter was knocked back by the shock wave.
Owen's operation just now showed its power. According to the conventional operation of the US military, when breaking into a closed space, it is usually a shock bomb, which is what we usually call a flash bomb, to open the way, and then wait for the opponent to be blinded or dazzled before breaking in.
Irving anticipated the opponent's habit and created a dust explosion.
Dust explosion is also called dust explosion. It means that when dust encounters a heat source (open flame or temperature) within the explosion limit, the flame instantly spreads throughout the mixed dust space. The chemical reaction is extremely fast, and a large amount of heat is released at the same time, forming a very high temperature.
With great pressure, the energy of the system is converted into mechanical work and radiation of light and heat, which is very destructive.
Owen and Swagger got up from the ground. The front entrance was in a mess, with the doors and windows blown out. The two rushed out of the back door, firing at the enemy who fell on the ground while running.
The three people outside were obviously in the standard CQB formation before, and now they fell to the ground in the same shape.
But the strange thing is that this time the enemy is actually a woman, and all three people at the back door are women.
These people wore combat uniforms and body armor, but they had no protection on their heads. Most of them only wore a pair of bulletproof glasses except for a baseball cap.
But even the female Owen showed no mercy.
He shot a guy's head off with two shots. The female soldier next to him had already woken up from the shock of the explosion and was about to take action. Irving stepped on her gun and "pop-pop" shot the other guy's head to pieces.
Vague.
Owen didn't remember what she looked like in life, but he certainly couldn't remember what she looked like after death.
Swager on the other side also hit a female soldier in the face with the butt of his rifle. The rifle was too long and was not suitable for downward attacks, so he directly chose to use the butt.
The female warrior was beaten to pieces by him and fell to the ground screaming in pain, but then she was shot twice in the head by Owen.
Owen put the pistol back into the holster, raised his foot to pick up an M4 on the ground, turned around and fired towards the porch behind him.
The other enemies who had just rushed in at the front door were instantly swept away to two, and the others hurriedly took cover, relying on the narrow porch to shoot at Owen and the others.
The people at the front door were all women, and two of them seemed pretty good-looking.
Swager took off a grenade from the body, pulled out the safety pin and threw it out. Then he took two spare magazines and inserted them into Owen.
The grenade exploded on the porch, and the two men took this opportunity to turn around and run away.