The sound of gunfire echoed in the port. Some workers on the ship just looked in this direction, and then continued chatting with their colleagues after making sure it had nothing to do with them.
This kind of thing happens every day here, and everyone has long been used to it.
However, fights in broad daylight are quite rare, and people from the Moscow hotel will probably arrive soon.
They are responsible for the order of the port.
Richmond, who was desperately on the boat, pushed the iron door very carefully and unlocked it.
Then he kicked the door open.
There was a man lying in the small space of the cab. He was leaning against the wall and covering his neck. Blood was pouring out.
His body was twitching constantly, and blood had flowed into his lungs, making him unable to breathe. A P226 pistol fell aside.
Richmond's luck was incredible. A ricochet through the door hit the opponent's neck, and it seemed that he would not survive.
"Fuck!"
She cursed directly.
I originally wanted to ask who sent this person, but this time I couldn't.
She knew she couldn't stay much longer. Looking around, there was a tripod standing in front of the driver's seat window. On it was an L115A3, which is a .338 AWM-F with a folding stock, the British Army's standard sniper rifle.
There is a walkie-talkie, an MP7A1 and a photo of myself on the bridge.
That's right, this is to deal with yourself.
Richmond immediately understood that this was MI6 trying to silence him.
A burst of anger appeared in his chest, and he picked up a gun and blew out the head of the guy who could only vent his anger.
The feeling of being betrayed by one of your own is not very comfortable.
She quickly picked up the backpack that the guy had put on the ground, dumped the things on the ground, picked out all the electronic devices and threw them aside, and put the MP7A1 in it.
She removed the L115A3 from the tripod, folded the butt and put it into a long bag.
With a backpack on his back and a gun bag in his hand, he is considered equipped.
A call was coming from the intercom on the bridge, but Richmond ignored it.
She quickly left the boat, and someone had already driven over to check on the situation.
Although Roanapura is indeed chaotic, there are still people maintaining general order.
After leaving the port, Richmond found a phone booth and prepared to contact Major Sinclair who was still in Macau to ask him to be careful.
Since MI6 has come to silence her, the other party should also be on the list.
The ringing sound lasted for a long time until a busy signal appeared.
"damn it……"
Richmond didn't know if the other party didn't hear the phone ringing or if there was an accident.
But she knew that she could no longer stay here. She would definitely be accused of treason and be hunted by MI6.
…
Major Oliver Sinclair in Macau has been paying attention to the prison where the members of Branch 20 are imprisoned, and has almost figured out the surrounding terrain and the personnel positions entering and exiting.
He really planned to cooperate with MI6's support force to rob the prison.
And early this morning he received the order to receive the support team from Roanapura.
Sergeant Richmond's news has been cut off, and his superiors say the other party has evacuated.
Sinclair was doubtful. He always felt that according to Richmond's character, he would not evacuate before rescuing his companions.
But he felt that there was no need for the other party to lie to him about this kind of thing.
In this conflicting mood, Sinclair received so-called support.
This is an older, middle-aged white man, a typical Englishman.
"only you?"
Sinclair couldn't understand, "What the hell is going on?"
The people who came spoke very little and said nothing else except to identify themselves before.
However, when faced with Sinclair's question, he still spoke, "Rescuing more than 20 people in Macau requires careful arrangements. This is what I am here to do."
"But, I have already sent the information back."
"If your abilities are really qualified, then you won't need me here."
This sentence choked Sinclair so much.
However, he could not refute it. The annihilation of the entire No. 20 Division was rare enough in the history of MI6.
"Go to your safe house first."
This guy named Philip Locke is a senior operator of MI6. His words are very simple and he means to the point.
Sinclair's safe house is located in Macao Pingmin Village. This can be regarded as the earliest low-rent housing in China and was built in the early 20th century.
One of Branch 20's safe houses is in this village.
There are no people here, the scenery is depressed, and the outside of this house is in tatters, and it seems to be seventy or eighty years old.
Philip Locke looked around and saw that there was nothing else in the room except a bed. "All your spare equipment is here?"
"Yes, there are also some weapons and ammunition, a radio, and some other equipment."
Sinclair opened a door inside. Of course, the space inside was too small to hold much.
"It's all here..."
Before he could finish a sentence, a needle poked Sinclair's neck.
His reaction was quick enough, and he immediately drew his pistol and pointed it at the opponent, but it seemed that in such a short time his muscles were out of control.
It's some kind of neurotoxin...
Sinclair's thinking stopped at this conclusion. He didn't even have time to think about why the MI6 people wanted to kill him.
"Feel sorry……"
Looking at the opponent's body, Philips Locke, who was wearing gloves, whispered.
Then he quickly took out a plastic bucket and pipe from the small warehouse inside, and went to the car outside to draw out half a bucket of gasoline.
He poured accelerant into the body and the warehouse, then took out a lighter and lit a newspaper.
I walked out the door and threw the kindling on the gasoline, and the flames immediately started.
…
"The fire has been extinguished and firefighters found a charred body at the scene..."
A fire that occurred in a civilian village was being shown on the TV news.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Boss, the simulation portrait expert has drawn the person according to Scott's description."
Zhang Biao opened the door and came in and handed the two portraits to Xu Chuan. It was already evening.
Xu Chuan looked at it twice and then returned it to the other party, "We don't have any connections here in Macau for the time being, so let's leave it to Xu Zhengyang."
Before Zhang Biao went out, he added, "Send a copy to Li Bing and ask them to look for it in the surveillance system."
Xu Chuan did not think that these two people were still in Macau. According to common sense, they should have evacuated.
As for Roanapura, as a no-no zone besides the Golden Triangle, it is the favorite place for intelligence agents from various countries to stay.
MD, sooner or later, send all these people to the Philippines to raise Gu.
I took the remote control and changed the channel. Unexpectedly, I could receive Zhongyangtai here.
The news spent three minutes reporting on the visit to the capital by the heir to the Zetlov Group, Ms. Alexandra Udinov.
The focus was on the advantages of the Zetlov Group in the energy field and the upcoming energy development projects in Eastern Siberia.
Looking at Alex, who was dressed in a dark formal suit and looked extremely dignified, she still looked like a little pet at this time.
Gee, this contrast is really exciting.
Then his phone rang.
Xu Chuan immediately felt a headache. This afternoon, because of the photos Alex sent, he had to find a way to appease the other girls.
Wu Wei is busy with the work of the foundation and is not very interested in his tidbits. Anyway, she has already thought about it.
Gao Wen was very busy with equestrian and bow and arrow training, so she just wanted him to wait and see.
As for Luo Jialing, Xu Chuan took the initiative to hit her for the sake of her injury, but the other party ended the fight without saying a few words.
Okay, just pretend she doesn't care.
And now this phone number obviously belongs to that woman Sheila.
"Dear~"
Sheila's magnetic voice sounded on the other side of the phone.
Xu Chuan originally thought that Xue La would ask him directly, 'What does that Bichi mean?'
"Don't take it to heart about what happened before. Alex has no ill intentions."
"Haha, I didn't mean to say this."
Xue La behaved very generously, whether she was pretending or not, Xu Chuan breathed a sigh of relief.
"Do you have time later? I'm going to Rio, Brazil to hold a concert." Sheila asked tentatively.
Xu Chuan raised his eyebrows. Has Xila's concert tour begun? Well, he really didn't care.
"when?"
"About half a month later."
Xue La's voice was a little excited. She knew very well that if Xu Chuan asked, it meant that he would most likely go.
Xu Chuan hesitated for a moment, "Well, I'll arrange my work, and I'll go there if I have time."
Sheila, who was in New York, ended the call while lying on the bed, rolling happily on the bed.
Her concert ended very late yesterday, and as soon as she returned to the hotel, she saw the photo of Alex that Bitchi had sent.
It directly destroyed her good mood, so she fought back as soon as her brain got hot.
Now when I wake up, I feel a little regretful and worried about whether Xu Chuan will be angry.
I made this call as a test, but it seemed like the other party didn't take it to heart at all.
Moreover, the other party seems to have time to go to Brazil, which is really an unexpected surprise. She originally wanted to meet the other party when she went to Xiangjiang for a concert.
She picked up her mobile phone, opened Twitter and immediately edited a message, "Wish comes true..." and then added a selfie photo showing her heart.
Then he lay naked on the bed and giggled.
…
In Xiangjiang, Stonebridge was held in solitary confinement in a cell in the detention center.
His injuries must have healed these days, they were just superficial injuries anyway.
There is little room for him to move around here, and he spends most of his time alone. Even if he wants to exercise, he will be stopped by the prison guards.
If you want to build a body of muscles in Jingjing, it's really a waste of time.
His life consists of eating and sleeping, and he has gained several pounds these days.
But even so, his vigilance did not deteriorate.
In the early hours of the morning, someone secretly opened his cell door, and the sound of the soft lock spring waking him up immediately.
Stonebridge immediately rolled out of bed.
Five prisoners with knives rushed in from the door.
The space in the cell was very small, so Stonebridge kicked the first person out and rolled with the others.
On the Macau side, a large number of prisoners suddenly appeared to be suffering from food poisoning after breakfast in the early morning, causing chaos.
Xu Chuan immediately received the news that Stonebridge, who was in custody in Xiangjiang, was stabbed seven times. However, the SBS also killed those prisoners and is currently rescuing him.
"Tsk, MI6 is cleaning up the house."
But it was also a slap in Hua Xia's face.
It is conceivable that conflicts between the two sides will definitely be inevitable after this, and by the way, there is also Beihan. The mute over there suffers a disgusting loss.
"Go back to Alex immediately." Xu Chuan said to Curtis and Damien Scott.
Alex is about to have a showdown with her enemy. Xu Chuan is worried about not having one of his own in Moscow during this critical period.
The two of them didn't say anything. They were all working anyway. Damien now likes life in Moscow. The weather is neither hot nor cold, and there are many pretty girls.
Although Curtis hopes to continue his crappy job, he knows that the most important thing for him is to complete the tasks assigned by his boss.
So he glared angrily at Zhang Biao who was making faces at him. This bitch No. 2 was definitely his biggest competitor.
"Boss, what should we do? Help Macau?"
After sending the two people away, Zhang Biao asked.
Xu Chuan waved his hand, "Of course not. This is not my territory. I can't always take other people's jobs."
He didn't know if Xu Zhengyang had arranged a backup plan, but what Umbrella had done in the early stage was enough.
If MI6 can still succeed at this time, I can only say that some people are too useless.
For Xu Chuan, he would just do some things if he was good at it, but if he did everything, it would be an offence.
Although Mr. Xu sometimes does things based on his own preferences, he knows very well when to push the envelope and when to stop.
But after saying that, Xu Zhengyang called.
The other party was talking about the two portraits sent yesterday.
"That black man is the body found at the fire scene in Pingmin Village yesterday."
Xu Zhengyang said to him.
Xu Chuan frowned, "It's all burned like that. How can you tell from a portrait?"
"The Macau police compared the surveillance cameras nearby and captured this person."
"Hmm, so what?"
"Don't interfere, we are already prepared for Macau and Hong Kong."
"Just kidding, do you think I like to interfere in your affairs?"
Xu Chuan curled his lips and said.
After communicating with Xu Zhengyang, news about Li Bing arrived.
He found the woman named Richmond in Roanapura.
"died?"
If there is another cleanup here, this lady in Roanapura will definitely not be spared.
"No, this woman killed the sniper who came to kill her and is now trying to find a way to leave Roanapura."
Li Bing saw the scene and could only say that this woman was really lucky.
Xu Chuan rolled his eyes, "Oh, reveal her whereabouts to Da Ying's people."
Li Bing didn't know why, and then he heard Xu Chuan say, "Then do this lady a favor."
How could a mere human life lead to a deadly feud? Of course, she couldn't be given a way to turn back.