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Chapter 471 Not the same rank

"action!"

Wow, bang——

There were several crisp sounds of shattering glass, mixed with the sound of a powerful door being broken. For a moment, the dull and dead two-story building seemed to come to life in an instant and trembled continuously. In other words, there were no lights or houses around the building, so even though

There was a lot of movement here, and it didn't trigger any follow-up reactions for a while.

Too reckless? No, what is needed is this simple and crude effect!

There is really nothing wrong with Yang Wen's decision-making. Although the entire tactical plan is quite simple and cannot be said to be amazing, it can be said to be quite satisfactory. At least there is nothing wrong with it. After all, she has the advantage of manpower and firepower, so it should be

Go straight up.

On the contrary, if you sneak in one by one like in the movies and TV series, that is the way to die. It's not that you can't do this, it mainly depends on the person. If you are a salty fish killer, of course you can choose

By doing this, no one wants to get things done without getting upset.

But Yang Wen and the others can't do it. To put it bluntly, they don't have the strength and confidence to solve it alone. In fact, if it weren't for the environmental conditions, Yang Wen wouldn't even want to lead a raid, and would just assemble a few rocket launchers to set off big fireworks.

It's called clean and tidy, and it's all over... No doubt, this is often done in the underground world.

Of course, being reckless also requires a certain basic approach. Attacking without any scruples and without any technical content will naturally not work. That is not called recklessness, it is called suicide.

Just like now, the noise of the broken glass of doors and windows is actually just a cover. The real breakthrough point is a narrow skylight two meters above the ground.

It should be the ventilation vent of the toilet or bathroom, and is more than a foot long and wide. With this area, those sturdy foreign team members can't even think about it, but Yang Wen's tall but well-proportioned figure can easily get in.

Landing and rolling, the staggering figure from the morning exercise a few days ago was completely gone. With the vigor and agility of a bobcat, he jumped behind the wall next to the door in an instant. He squinted his eyes and held his breath, slightly adapted to the light in the room. After making sure that the surroundings were safe, he held a gun in one hand and

Slowly turn the door handle with one hand, opening a gap just for the muzzle of the gun.

Yang Wen's movements were very light and alert. Under the black combat uniform, her whole body muscles were already tense, including her nerves, but all of this seemed to be visible to a blind man. The hall outside was dark, and there was no abnormal sound from upstairs or downstairs.

Without rushing in, most of Yang Wen's body was still hidden behind the wall, and the slightly trembling muzzle of the gun swayed back and forth between several bunkers in the outer hall. Until, several vague figures came in one after another from the balcony window.

"The back door is safe...the front hall is safe...no abnormalities were found on the second floor...what's going on...there is a problem with the intelligence, he is not here?"

"No, someone must have been here. Look at the table..."

A few minutes later, the search of the entire building was completed. Yang Wen and the team members gathered in the lobby on the first floor, looking at each other. Although the lights were not turned on, under the dim light, each other's expressions were obviously gloomy.

It's not that they didn't find anything at all. On the wooden table in front of them, there was an alcohol lamp and a small pot, which was about the size of frying an egg or heating a sandwich?

The foreign team member named York took off his gloves and stepped forward, touched the bottom of the pot, kneaded it with his fingertips, then raised it to his nose and sniffed, his face suddenly became extremely ugly: "Steak, and red wine was poured... the pot

I couldn’t feel the temperature at all, it was cold for at least an hour!”

"Fuck!"

"An hour? How is that possible! We didn't take action then. What went wrong..."

"No, that's not the calculation. Just because the bottom of the pot has cooled for an hour, it doesn't mean that the bastard ran away an hour ago... He is probably still nearby. I suggest you expand the search area immediately, at least to complete the search of this community!

"

"But the peripheral string group didn't find anything..."



Doubts, anger, doubts, annoyance... I won’t talk about the cost of energy spent in the early stage. I will just say that now I have come all the way here and planned all of this carefully. I thought I could get my revenge smoothly, but in the end I ended up with this result. Several people were killed in the scene at that time.

They are all unacceptable.

At this time, "Quiet!" the low voice sounded, as if some switch had been pressed. Everyone in York looked at Yang Wen, who was frowning and tilting her ears. They closed their mouths in unison, and even held their breath in the next moment.

In an instant, the hall returned to silence, and you could hear a needle drop. Yang Wen took a deep breath, raised her hand and gently pressed it an inch behind her ear, closed her eyes, and slowly rotated her feet clockwise, as if she was trying to listen to something, her ears were high.

Trembling frequency!

There is still some movement in the house, such as the wind blowing the curtains, or the square wall clock on the wall facing the hall, the ticking sound of the second hand... Outside the house, there are more and more noisy, including the hissing of early spring insects.

Barking, unexplained barking, car horns on the street outside, and vague construction noises from the construction site further away...

However, it seemed that these were not the sounds Yang Wen was looking for, until half a minute later, her feet paused slightly and her upper body leaned forward.

Following the direction, York and others subconsciously looked at the yellowed inner wall, and then their eyes moved upward and landed on a hanging clock.

It is an ordinary old-fashioned clock, no matter you look at it from any angle. It is so ordinary that except for the twelve Arabic numerals, there are no extra patterns on the dial. The only decoration is the hollow border on the outside of the dial, which is dark.

Most of the red paint has peeled off, and the spots are stained with the color of the years.

If you have to find a bright spot, it might be the time. The hour and minute hands on the dial are aligned and fall at twelve o'clock... Oh, they are not completely coincident. If you look closely, you will find that the tip of the minute hand is slightly different.

It's off to the left. But after the second hand completes this circle, it should be able to completely overlap.

In other words, it is now 11:59 pm.

They got off the bus at about 11:40. Counting the time spent coming over and searching the small building... this time should be accurate.

However, is there any problem with this?

Just when the others in York were puzzled, Yang Wen opened her eyes in excitement. At some point, the latter's smooth forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and the closest ones were dripping from her eyelashes, but she seemed as if she hadn't.

He didn't even raise his hand to wipe it. His expression changed drastically, and he screamed,

"Back off! Get out! Quick, quick, quick -"

At this time, the professionalism and tacit understanding of the team were fully demonstrated. York and the others had no idea what was going on, but the next moment, their bodies had already reacted conditionedly and gave the fastest response. Without looking back, they ran towards the door and window nearby, clatter.

There was a loud noise, broken wood flew everywhere, glass exploded, and the two-story building trembled and trembled again.

Outside the house, there were bang bang bang, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground one after another, and an uncontrollable groan of pain!

It was York, but you can't blame him. The accident happened suddenly. For the sake of safety and to seize the time, he did not take standard tactical actions when he jumped out of the window. Then it was tragic. He actually stepped on a flowerpot when he landed, and he suddenly performed

He came out to grab the ground with his head, and coupled with the invincible hot wheels, the collision was miserable.

"Pah...bah!" He grinned and spat out the dirt and weeds. York looked back at the safe two-story building, then looked at Yang Wen who was nervous and couldn't help but look depressed, "Captain, what's going on?

?”

Yang Wen ignored him and shouted at the call channel: "Has everyone come out yet? Answer me..."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly brightened up, and boom - it was like thunder from the sky suddenly exploded in his ears. York, who had just stood up from the ground, felt a suffocation in his chest before he could react, and he fell on his back again. Rolling air waves swept across him indiscriminately.

Then, mixed with countless fragments of building materials, they splashed out and rained down from the sky, like a storm, raging wildly across the surrounding area for several feet!

"Captain? How about Captain? Captain!" The person shouting was the string group who was responsible for high-point support on the periphery. They were the most confused. They didn't understand anything. They only saw a building. In the blink of an eye, it was gone.

.

"I'm fine...York? York!"

"Ahem - Fake!" It's okay if he can use swear words. The disgraced Yang Wen couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, and then asked urgently again, "Where are the others? Reply!"

"We're fine... Everyone, be careful. This is a trap, a remote-controlled bomb. The other party may not have left, but is nearby..."

"No!" She stood up unsteadily and looked at the collapsed two-story building shrouded in dust. Yang Wen quickly calmed down, "This is not a remote-controlled bomb, it is a time bomb. The detonation time is set in the early morning, on time. Ru Ruo

Otherwise, we won't have time to withdraw at all."

This is the fact. Although it is not known what means Yang Wen used to sense the existence of the bomb in advance. But this is obviously not the key to the problem. The key is that the detonation time of the bomb is indeed delayed.

This rules out the possibility of a remote-controlled bomb, and if it is not man-made, the possibility of the other party staying nearby is extremely slim.

But having said that, "Time bomb? Captain, can you be sure... But there is no reason. How will the other party know when we will act? When will we enter the building?"

This is indeed a question, and Yang Wen can't explain it. In other words, she actually has a vague answer in her heart, but she just can't say it...

After excluding the impossible undercover factor, there is actually only one possibility left, which is that the details of their operation, including her commander's on-the-spot response, are all part of the opponent's calculations, so

There was that time bomb that detonated in the early morning...

And if this is the case, it only shows that the two parties are not at the same level at all, and they have been completely fooled!

Is this true? Yang Wen didn't dare to think about it anymore. She shook her head and suppressed the distracting thoughts in her heart. She was about to open her mouth to say something.

"Captain, some nearby residents have gone to your side... Someone is calling, they should be calling the police..."

This is inevitable. After all, the loud explosion just now was too loud. The originally dark and dim residential area is now much brighter.

"Received, implement plan No. 2, retreat."

"team leader……"

"retreat!"

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