Chapter 527 Overtime is harmful to physical and mental health
"Mist grass(ΩДΩ)!!!"
In fact, when the trunk door was opened, the alarm bell in Tang Chao's heart was already shaking sharply. A chill of death shot up from the back and tail vertebrae and rushed straight into his mind... This was a warning from his perceptual powers!
At the critical moment, he still has some aura. Although it has no practical significance...
Tang Chao's body reacted faster. Before more than a dozen submachine guns were aimed at him, his whole figure seemed to be strongly pulled by an invisible thread. He suddenly retreated, ran over the green belt, and rolled down to the other side of the flower bed in a panic.
The next moment, click, click, click, mixed with the harsh brakes of tires rubbing against the ground, gunshots rang out deafeningly, and bullets swept in like a downpour!
It can be seen that this group of uninvited guests are not ordinary gunmen, and ordinary gunmen cannot shoot stably while moving. Even the few drivers who control the car are not ordinary people.
While ensuring the stability of the car to the greatest extent, the cars were struck sideways in unison, like a stunt scene that had been rehearsed countless times. In just a short moment, several cars formed a perfect fan-shaped attack surface.
Immediately, it was a matter of course to gather fire!
And since the surprise attack was successful and they had a clear advantage in firepower, the scene should have turned into a one-sided massacre.
Not everyone has the reaction skills of the Tang Dynasty, the most typical ones are the two local foreign youths. It turns out that today is really not their lucky day. Even if they pick the wrong target for robbery, the worst thing is that they are still here.
Standing in the wrong position at the wrong time——
Suddenly, at the edge of the flower bed, two young foreigners were trembling with high frequency, as if they were patients suffering from acute epilepsy, twitching like ghosts!
In comparison, the reaction of the ninjas was not slow. However, the terrain was not very good. Except for the flower beds, there were almost no bunkers within a few feet. In addition, the siege and oppression just now made them infinitely closer to a dangerous situation, except for the last one.
One or two ninjas on the periphery and the rest were covered by fan-shaped fire, and there was no time to retreat.
It truly corresponds to the saying that when a mantis stalks a cicada, the oriole stalks behind.
The cruelty of the times is also evident at this moment!
With the outpouring of firepower in just a few seconds, the strange and chilling atmosphere created by these ninjas with their desperate courage collapsed in an instant, and the rain and wind blew away.
All that was left were the nameless corpses that continued to fall without saying a word in the thundering rain of bullets, and the short knives that fell to the ground, whining softly.
It seems to remind the owner that they are really out of date...
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About seven or eight seconds later, "Cease fire!" A bald villain wearing tactical equipment and a full beard stepped out of the passenger seat with his fists raised. It was the Vulture who had been ambushing in the underground parking lot.
He neatly unloaded the empty magazine and loaded a new one. He scanned the whole place with a sharp gaze like a hawk. When the people in the cars on the left and right got down, he waved forward and gave a concise order, "Spread out and find the people."
As soon as he finished speaking, a group of more than 20 elite gunmen, also wearing tactical equipment, lined up quickly in an arc-shaped mesh, stepping on the bullet casings on the ground, passing through the smoke of gunfire that had not yet dissipated, and gradually moved forward.
After taking a few steps, a faint groan of pain could be heard, and it was a young ninja who fell to the ground.
The reason why the latter was able to survive the fire just now was because of a bench.
He was able to respond well on the spot, but the wooden bench obviously could not fully protect him, and he was shot in many places such as his chest, limbs, etc. Such injuries, if he could not receive timely treatment, would actually be different from those of his companions who had already entered the gate of hell next to him.
Not big, just a matter of front and rear feet.
The vulture paused and looked down, then looked again, and finally chose to look at his companion beside him. The latter came closer to distinguish it, and shook his head: "It doesn't look like it, it shouldn't be."
Bang!
The groaning of pain stopped abruptly.
Turning off the safety and inserting the pistol back into his waist, the vulture's expression did not change at all. It seemed as if what had just been killed by the gun was not a living human life, but an insignificant ant: "Continue."
The place was so big, and in less than a minute, as gunmen from the left and right surrounded the flower bed, the remaining people turned the bodies over on the ground to confirm, and the results came out.
"Boss, we seem to have killed two passers-by. Also, the target is not here."
"How is that possible? We didn't give him time to escape, and he had no retreat route..."
In fact, there is. When talking about this, the vulture and the gunmen couldn't help but raise their heads and look at the office building not far ahead.
Above the steps, the back door of the building has long been closed, but there is a small door next to it, which should be reserved for the few overtime workers in the building.
The focus of everyone's attention is on the small door.
This is not speculation, but an obvious fact. If the person was not here, he could only have escaped into the building. As for when he entered, it doesn't matter, does it?
"The transfer was quite fast..." After muttering, a gunman couldn't help but frown, "It's troublesome!"
Things have indeed become complicated, because there is not just one office building in front of you, but more than ten office buildings side by side. Some buildings have connecting corridors, which undoubtedly makes subsequent pursuits difficult.
However, the Vulture did not hesitate and said directly: "Marvin, take two people to stay and watch the car and clean up the place. Danny, take your team and block the surrounding intersections. If necessary, contact Mr. Will and let him inspect it."
Provide support according to the situation, and the target must not be allowed to escape. The remaining people, follow me in!"
"Yes! By the way, boss, a few ninjas escaped into the building next door just now."
"Don't worry about them, our target is ghosts. If we make this deal, we can live happily in Hawaii for more than half a year. So, guys, do your job beautifully. You want to see people when you are alive, and you want to see corpses when you die!"
"clear!"
I have to admit that this vulture, who looks like a reckless and evil man, is indeed qualified in terms of tactical command capabilities. Even if the several instructions are not perfect, it is enough to show that he has rich experience and sophisticated means, and even in the end he did not
Forget the morale boost of Laibao, and you should not take a person seriously based on his appearance.
The effect was also immediate. Amidst the roars and excitement, the group of people took action quickly and rushed towards the building. They just passed through the passage behind the small door and arrived at the lobby.
"Who are you... uh!" He ran into the bloated night guard of the building head-on. Looking at the Vulture and others who rushed in in full armor, his eyes almost popped out, and he subconsciously raised his hands with a swish sound.
The vulture quickly scanned the corner of the hall and replied in a deep voice: "We are ASIS, the Secret Intelligence Service, affiliated with the Australian Department of Foreign Affairs and Trade. An Asian international criminal came in just now, did you see it?"
Don't mention it, this rhetoric, coupled with the equipment they are wearing now, is indeed quite bluffing. At least, it is enough to bluff a middle-aged security uncle.
"Me, me, I was making coffee just now. Yes, I was making coffee, but the sugar was gone, so I looked for sugar again..."
"Hey, man, look at me, calm down! I'm asking if you saw anyone or heard anything just now?"
"People? No one, no movement... I seemed to hear the sound of the elevator, and I was about to go over and have a look..."
"Very good, Gal, please stay and find out where the control room is. Take control and report any findings as soon as possible!"
After getting the answer, they left the middle-aged security guard who had not yet come to his senses and rushed towards the elevator.
"It's this elevator. It's stopped. He's on the eighth floor! Wait, the ninth floor... uh, the tenth floor..."
Looking at the elevator floor display that went up and stopped floor by floor, the vulture curled his lips, obviously disapproving of such a little trick, "Fight to the death!" He glanced at the simple floor plan of the building on the wall next to him, and turned to look at him.
The latter understood and ordered a few people to rush to the fire stairs.
The remaining Vultures and others opened the nearest elevator and went straight to the eighth floor.
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On the ninth floor, Tang Dynasty walked silently through the dark corridors with slow steps.
During this period, I passed by many company units and pushed the glass doors from time to time. Naturally, they couldn't be pushed open without exception, and I didn't care. When I reached the end, I opened the fire iron door. Before I walked in, I subconsciously looked at the corridor below, and I couldn't help but pick it up slightly.
eyebrow.
What a quick reaction!
He took a step back, closed the iron door, came to the outer window at the end of the corridor, and squinted down.
Outside the back door, under the dim street lights, the black SUVs were still parked in place, and several vague figures were carrying the bodies on the ground and throwing them into the trunk of the car. Looking up again, in the distance, a group of people were walking on the street.
They spread out in pairs, and the direction they were heading towards was vaguely at several intersections around them.
Is this the third-party force that has been hiding behind the scenes? It's a bit professional... So, it's because he dislikes those ninjas for their incompetence and plans to take action personally? It makes sense! But, who can tell me, who the hell did I offend?
Yeah...
He shook his head speechlessly and opened the fire iron door again.
One thing to say is that although the battle against them is not small, the Tang Dynasty is really not too worried at the moment.
There is no other reason. The current terrain environment is really good, and the space for maneuvering is too large. Just a dozen people trying to find him is undoubtedly a dream, at least not possible in the short term.
In this case, why not play an ancient game first, hide and seek, and calm down with each other...
This is what the Tang Dynasty thought and did, and the effect was as expected.
A quarter of an hour later, Vulture and others searched the more than ten-story office building up and down, but could not find any trace. Instead, they destroyed several companies in the building that had not finished get off work, and there were only a few overtime workers inside. He also suffered a disaster, and his life was not in danger, but the process of sealing and tying up the dark room was unavoidable.
Facts have proven that working overtime is indeed harmful to physical and mental health!
Ahem, I digressed, let's get back to the topic. When the situation has evolved to this point, it seems that Vulture and others can choose to give up, at least give up here, and instead expand the search area and go to surrounding buildings.
However, the commander, Vulture, did not do this. He did not know where he had the confidence to make his judgment. Instead of giving up the transfer, he insisted on increasing the search intensity, vowing to turn the building upside down.
But now, the Tang Dynasty has really stayed in the building, and it is still on the ninth floor.
After escaping another search, Tang Chao quietly appeared in front of the outer window at the end of the corridor. The surveillance probe diagonally above his head moved normally, but could not see this area. He squinted out of the window again, the scene was the same as before.
, the streets were empty and there was no unnecessary movement.
It shouldn't be... Seeing this, Tang Chao couldn't help but frowned in confusion.
According to the loud shooting noise at the back door, someone in the surrounding area should call the police. Although I cannot praise the efficiency of foreign police dispatches, it is impossible that a quarter of an hour has passed without a single policeman coming to check the situation. Not to mention, because before
A fierce battle in the car and subsequent entanglement with ninjas forced him to kill people in the street. The police cars outside were already in a state of turmoil running all over the street.
In other words, this was the intention of the Tang Dynasty. He really had no intention of competing with a group of opponents who were fully equipped and armed to the teeth - except for a certain mad dog, normal people couldn't do this - it was unnecessary.
, you only need to hide for a while and use local official forces to force the opponent back, and you can escape calmly.
Plan passes!
But now it seems that there seems to be a problem in which link... Which link it is is no longer important. What is important is that it cannot be delayed any longer!
If we put it off any longer, the variables will be too great and we might not be able to leave!
Thinking of this, Tang Chao sighed softly, took the initiative to take a few steps outside, raised his hands with his back, gave a middle finger to the surveillance camera above, and then opened the fire iron door without looking back and disappeared.
The next moment, there was a sudden silence inside the building, and then there was an uproar——