There was no answer, but the situation was obvious. There was not much emotion to be heard, and a very recognizable cold voice sounded. It was the middle-aged captain with the code name of Viper, "Testing communications, Viper."
After seven or eight name codes were reported in succession, he waited for a few seconds and said, "Jibli, answer."
There was silence for several seconds without any response. Viper's cold voice said again: "Change to the reserve channel... Everyone move closer to Rodney's position, guard the courtyard passage, the corner, and pay attention to the southwest direction." They were parked at the outer corner of the street in that direction.
When the car came over, Jibrei called up the surveillance camera in the car to assist in the operation. Of course, that was what happened before, and now he is undoubtedly in danger.
But from another perspective, it is able to react to sudden changes in such a short period of time and make initial responses immediately. Although this response method is somewhat conservative, it is also the safest when the enemy is unknown.
The choice... There is no doubt that the middle-aged man nicknamed Viper has considerable combat command experience, and this is indeed a solid elite team.
Soon, several figures appeared outside the warehouse courtyard one after another. A middle-aged man climbed in from the wall of the next door. He leaned against the wall and glanced at the unobstructed courtyard space, and then his eyes fell on the open iron door of the warehouse.
"Rodney, I can't see where you are."
"Frank and I are in the warehouse, searching. It will take some time."
"Be careful, is everyone here?"
"Summers, Summers...No, Summers' search range is very close to me, but now he has disappeared from my sight. Everyone, pay attention...who!"
A sudden warning, whoosh - a dark figure suddenly passed over the east wall, fell parabola, and hit the center of the courtyard with a bang. Several muzzles were pointed at from different angles in the darkness.
, but the next moment there was no sound.
Through the dim and unclear light, I looked at the all-too-familiar figure of my companion on the ground. The large area of smudged blood came from the fatal wound on the neck that had been completely cut open. It was hideous and ugly.
Instantly looking away, the middle-aged man raised his hand and raised his gun. Puff, puff, three bullet holes immediately appeared in the not-so-thick wall. They were exactly where the bodies had been thrown in. They were arranged in a standard two-on-one, one-on-one, finished shape.
Empty... Skilled shooters who are used to playing with firearms will have a mysterious and mysterious feeling. As soon as the bullet leaves the barrel, there will be a premonition similar to this gun, this gun has missed. It may not always be accurate, but it feels bad.
It was true that he rarely succeeded, so he didn't care, "Invade him and kill him!"
In fact, before the order was given here, several figures had already surrounded them. Their reactions were not unpleasant, but,
"Target disappears."
"What a fast moving speed!"
"We may be in trouble, although there seems to be only one person on the other side..."
There was a delay in firing, and the middle-aged man at the back narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard the words, and the light in his eyes became sharper. He believed in the judgment of the team members. The enemy that suddenly appeared was not simple. "Be careful around you..." The words continued.
Falling, his body suddenly stiffened, like a small animal being targeted by a natural enemy. The alarm bell in his heart rang rapidly, and he turned around and pulled the gun.
"Huh..." I was slightly surprised. As soon as my arm was pulled halfway, my wrist was pressed down and cut again. My palm went numb and the gun fell out of my hand. I subconsciously threw away my hand and grabbed it in reverse. The restraining force of my wrist disappeared. I punched hard with my left hand, but failed.
"The response was pretty good..."
With a faint voice, a figure forced its way into the middle door like a ghost, and came straight forward. With intensive and short blows and collisions, the defense completely collapsed almost in an instant. The shoulder socket, chest, forearm... upper body
Every part of the body felt like it was struck by lightning, causing pain to the bones.
Subconsciously, he stepped back to distance himself, but even this seemed to be expected by the opponent. A screeching sound broke through the air, and the whip leg of the phantom was swept out like a battle axe. He only had time to bend his elbow to protect his face, and there was a loud bang.
It looked as if it had been hit head-on by a speeding truck, swept several feet across the air, crashed into the potted plants and debris piled in the corner, and exploded like a bomb, scattering it all over the sky.
It sounds complicated, but in fact, all this happened in just a short breath. The winner was decided, and the few people who had just walked around the outside of the wall didn't even react.
With a step and a hook on the side of his foot, the silenced pistol that had just landed on the ground spun and jumped like magic, fell into the palm of his hand, stepped back, raised his hand, puff, puff, puff, a line of tactical tumbles came out from behind the outer wall.
The figure flew out as soon as it was halfway through the movement.
"Leopard -" roared, but it could only be incompetent and furious. The bullets landed accurately on the edge of the wall, splashing rubble and bricks, and they were so suppressed that they did not dare to raise their heads.
He retreated into the shadow under the wall and turned to look at the middle-aged man who had smashed into the corner of the wall. The latter had taken advantage of the gap in the fight for his companion's life to move his position in time. He curled his lips, dodged over the wall, and disappeared.
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The sounds of gunfire, roars, and brief tactical communication instructions were clearly heard.
Ye Wangjun didn't care at all at this time. He held his breath and tried to control his heartbeat. He suddenly paused when he saw the pair of combat shoes so close in front of him, then hurriedly turned around and ran out. After pulling away enough distance, he moved slowly.
She climbed out from behind the car while walking backwards. It was not the time to go out yet, but she needed to check the other person's condition.
He cautiously probed his head, looking through the dim light, to the training equipment piled up on one side of the warehouse. Fortunately, it was not exposed... He patted his heaving chest, and it was only then that the big stone in Ye Wangjun's heart slowly fell.
Instead, there was an afterthought and an afterthought feeling of thankfulness for narrowly escaping death.
I believe that if she is given another chance, she will carefully consider the feasibility and risks of running online. Who can survive the real death in the light of day?
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Shake your head and listen to the movement outside, but you can hardly hear anything. The battle that was a little fierce just now has become quite quiet, strangely quiet, for a moment
It's hard for people to tell whether the calm is before the storm or after the calm.
It should be the former, because Ye Wangjun could see the two figures entering the warehouse to search. At this time, they were cautiously leaning towards the iron door with a gun in hand. This was the fact.
"BOSS, we have to come out now. What's going on outside...BOSS?"
"Ahem, the captain is seriously injured. The current situation... I don't know! Summers is silent, the leopard is silent, the black lion is silent... Damn it, we didn't even see what the other party looked like. He is like a ghost in the night..."
"I'll find a position to cover, Rodney. You can try to come out from the door in ten seconds."
"receive."
"Wait, Blair, don't move... watch your back!"
The warning sound suddenly stopped, followed by two slight pops, and the outside fell into an eerie silence again.
The two figures who rushed out from behind the iron door suddenly paused. Rodney and Frank silently met their gazes, and both found a strong sense of disbelief and shudder in each other's eyes. They involuntarily raised their guns and pointed them at the iron door, slowly
Back up slowly, then back up.
They were trapped. In fact, if they chose to make peace with the companions who came over at the first time, they would have a chance to leave the warehouse, but at that time they did not think that the companions outside would be unable to handle this thing that came out of nowhere.
Guy, he chose to continue searching, and now he has completely lost his chance of escape.
Wow, the sleeves were cold and stirring, and in the silence, a black shadow jumped out of the door like a bat. In the flash of lightning, I reflexively pulled the trigger, puff puff puff puff puff puff, because of the special nature of this operation, all of them were
The silenced pistol, the muzzle trembled slightly, the fire flashed and disappeared, the first few shots missed, and the subsequent shots almost hit, and the figure trembled violently when it came from the air, showing the solid marksmanship skills of the two people in the warehouse.
However, he landed with a thud and turned his gaze, "S-Summers..." The one who broke in was not the corpse of his companion who had been silent for a long time.
Old-fashioned deception tricks? No, when a trick is enduring and timeless in the industry, it is worthy of being rated as a classic.
The key point is never the technique, but who uses it and how.
At this point, a certain old Yin coin with two lifetimes of experience is undoubtedly familiar with it. When the two pistols were pulled back from his companions and pointed at the door again, whoosh, almost at the moment when the screams broke through the air, the burly Frank
He couldn't help but let out a muffled scream like a wounded beast. The pistol flew out and landed unknown in the darkness. A tactical dagger accurately pierced his palm, dripping with blood.
Rodney on the side had no time to care about the injuries of his companions. His eyes were blurred when a ghostly figure flashed in. Poof - he was about 12 or 3 meters away from the door. He only had one chance to shoot. Unfortunately, he missed, and the opponent was ahead of schedule.
He turned his body sideways, and the simple movement that could be seen was easily avoided.
When I tried to pull the trigger again, my whole arm was pulled over. The next moment, my vision was spinning. I fell over my shoulder in a standard way and hit the stone floor hard. The skeleton groaned, and my chest suddenly felt tight. The pistol was taken away.
.
Instead of pursuing the victory, the attacker inadvertently lowered his head and leaned over. A whistling fist wind passed by from above. Without even turning his head, he kicked back and bang, a burly body of nearly two meters flew out of the air and smashed into the simple structure beside the ring.
The railings fell down with a loud noise, and the arena, which was not shaken very much, rustled, as if it was about to fall apart in the next moment.
Behind the Volvo, Ye Wangjun's eyes widened. This was not the first time she had seen this person take action, but compared to the simple and direct victory with a quick gun last time, this close combat was undoubtedly more brutal and more difficult.
It has a visual impact. Are you kidding me? Is this the kind of power a human being can exert...
Before he could be shocked, his peripheral vision caught a flash of blade at the foot of the tall figure. Just as he was about to subconsciously remind him, the sneak attack Rodney was kicked out and landed on a pile of debris more than ten meters away.
In fact, it's not debris. It's a pile of fitness equipment, treadmills, barbells, a few vertical tumbler boxing posts, and some miscellaneous equipment. Rodney's luck was obviously not very good, and the place where he fell was not soft.
Instead of a boxing post, it was a pile of steel instruments. With a bang, various small parts flew and scattered. The whole body was immediately twisted and dented. He was spitting out blood and broken pieces, and his eyes were scarlet. After struggling for several times, he couldn't get up.
The tall figure stood there and stared intently, but the focus of his gaze was not on the lifeless Rodney, but on a small figure squatting on the ground with his head in his hands, among several collapsed boxing pillars.
Trembling, and then as if he didn't hear the loud movement close at hand, he looked like a quail that didn't even raise its head after being beaten to death, and you could still faintly hear some muttering to yourself,
"You can't see me, you can't see me... I have passive skills, I'm invisible... No one can see me..."
The corner of his mouth twitched a few times, and he turned his head. Ye Wangjun ran out of the garage, slowed down from a distance of more than ten meters, and waved hello, "Hi... Hi! Well, this is my friend.
,hehe……"
Nodding slightly, okay, even though he had learned the general situation from the person playing computer outside, looking at Ye Wangjun, and then looking at the little quail squatting on the ground, Tang Chao couldn't help but secretly sigh that his fate was really special.
How amazing that these two people can actually know each other...
At this time, the faint sound of shattering glass doors and windows came from outside the warehouse. Tang Chao raised his eyebrows. There was someone outside, it was the middle-aged man who was injured but not dead. This man had good strength, including hiding skills.
He had just searched around outside, but couldn't find it for a while, so he went to the warehouse to solve the problem here.
"Roar--"
Oh, there was one person alive at the scene, Frank, who fell on the ring. His burly body of nearly two meters had not grown in vain, and his ability to resist beatings was good, at least much better than Rodney, who fell in the exercise equipment. He roared angrily.
With a sound, he stood up from his knees on the ring, stared at this side with his eyes, unconcernedly took out the dagger from the palm of his right hand, threw it to the ground, and raised his hand provocatively.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Tang Chao had no expression on his face, raised his hand, and poof, he fired a clean shot, right between the eyebrows. On the ring, Frank's eyes were as wide as copper bells, as if he was
He was questioning something, his face full of disbelief, and he fell to the ground like someone pushing down a mountain of gold.
Under normal circumstances, the Tang Dynasty did not mind this kind of suicidal challenge, which can be regarded as a feeling in the underground world.
What he cares about is only the challenger. If the person standing in the ring is the middle-aged man who failed to kill in the sneak attack just now, he may consider accepting it because the opponent's strength is acceptable. There is also the rivet some time ago, and he also gave him a decent
, that is the respect given to his status in the industry, and for Xiao Xiami, who wants strength but not strength, status but no status, I’m sorry, I’m in a hurry, I’ll make an appointment again in the next life if I have a chance...
"Get out of here as soon as possible."
After saying something to Ye Wangjun, Tang Chao once again glanced at the passive wood spirit who still didn't raise his head, turned around and left.
Walking out of the iron gate, I looked at the broken Baicao Office. Oh, no, it was the back door of the real estate agency. I walked over and saw that the layout inside was basically unchanged. Crossing the office area, the rolling shutter door facing the street was also opened. I looked left and right, and my view was
There was no figure of the middle-aged man there. Baicao Street was as lively as ever, with a strong atmosphere of market life.
After thinking about it, Tang Chao took out his mobile phone, installed the phone card, and dialed. The call was quickly connected, "Teacher, are there any training tonight?" The familiar straight-to-the-point style, needless to say, it was Ren Buping on the other end of the phone.
"No, send a message that the Temple of Hell is monitoring the young monk." After saying that, he simply hung up and walked out, blending into the street.
The people who came from the Mighty Prison Divine Court this time were roughly divided into two groups. One group was basically destroyed by him, and the other group was watching over the square. Originally, I didn't want to cause any more entanglements, but now that I accidentally bumped into him, it has already happened.
If a war breaks out, of course one will be killed in one fell swoop...