"Hey!
Old guys!
Hand over your money!
”The little black hooligan with the gun kept shaking his body, as if he had ADHD, and the action of holding the gun looked like a layman - his hand was holding the gun, and it was actually holding it diagonally.This way of holding a gun is like the soldiers in most armed groups such as rebel militias in Africa, who like to hold the AK47 horizontally and shoot it late, and the bullets just fly out.In fact, he didn't know at all, this damn action was like a piece of fat sent to the mouth of a lion in the eyes of a special forces soldier, if it weren't for Connor's mission, he might not be able to help but slap them both and teach this indecent guy how to hold a gun.In Qin Fei's opinion from a distance, the movements of black people are always so rhythmic, and robbing them is like dancing in the streets.Now what worries Qin Fei the most is that Connor can't help but make a move, after all, he has already been kicked twice, and there is a 1911 pistol pointed at his head, no one knows if this fool in front of him will suddenly go off and open a hole in his head.It's simply not worth dying at the hands of such street gangsters, a shame for a special soldier.However, Connor's own military qualities and stable psychological control ability still did not disappoint Qin Fei, he reached out and turned out his two trouser pockets, babbling without speaking, just making sign language with both hands, telling the two boys in front of him that he did not have what they hoped for."
It turned out to be a poor ghost!"
One of the rascals was disappointed, but the other laughed, and he saw the inferior bottle of brandy beside Connor."
Give me that!
Wine!
Wine!
”The little rascal may have thought it unlucky to go home empty-handed after a robbery, but it was a good idea to have two sips of brandy early in the morning, although the bottle of wine looked like it had been opened, and perhaps the filthy old tramp had drunk it.Phew—while attention was still on Connor, a crisp gunshot rang out from the café."
Fack!"
Hugo, who was sitting behind the red building, reacted first, and immediately whispered in the earphones: "Major, there are gunshots, are we going in!?"
”"Don't be in a hurry!
Wait a minute!
”Michelle was quick to give the order.The two thugs standing next to Connor at the opposite side of the alley were also startled by the gunshot, and turned their heads sharply to look upstairs at the café.Another little black rascal also drew his pistol and pointed his finger at the café.The scene began to get chaotic.Blacks at street stalls began to steal a wide variety of weapons from under their carts, from R4 automatic rifles to AK47s, and even American-made 3A1 submachine guns, old enough to enter museums, were in the hands of the gangsters.Time passed little by little."
Old rice, something happened."
After a while, Qin Fei pulled out his pistol and put it in the hem of his clothes to cover it.Something was vaguely amiss, and about a minute had passed, and no Quds had been seen leaving through the back staircase or front door, nor had Red been escorted out.Bad!
At the same time as Qin Fei drew his gun, Mister was almost doing the same thing, pulling out the Glock 18 pistol, and immediately covering it with the newspaper he picked up and placing it on his lap."
Major, are we going up and have a look?"
Qin Fei asked Major Michelle in the channel.He didn't get the quickest answer, but a very brief silence.Because Red said before that if he was forcibly taken away, then please don't come up to check on the people of the action team, because that is exactly the performance of the Holy City Army.If the heart is rushing, if Red is not dead, but is developing as originally planned, wouldn't the whole plan be scorched?
Major Michelle was clearly caught in this dilemma, she didn't know whether Red was alive or dead, and the guy's listening and surveillance equipment had all been removed from the vault."
Damn it!"
In the Chevrolet van, Michelle bends around like a fidgety lioness in the carriage, cursing incessantly.She was under tremendous pressure, and the slightest mistake would cause the two-year-old task to fail.Qin Fei stared at the red café, his gaze swept up from the two gangsters downstairs who still hadn't left the guard position at the door......
Suddenly, he noticed that there seemed to be a figure shaking at the junction of the roof and the blue sky."
Major!
They are evacuating!
Instead of going through the back door, they passed through the building next to it, and there were other exits to this building besides the fire ladder at the front and back entrances!
It's time to do it!
”Qin Fei's words surprised everyone, especially Michelle.Now the situation seems to have changed a new way, if they are the scheme, then they should escort Red through the front or back door to swagger out, after all, they have close ties with the gangs here, so it can be said that this is their territory.Now they actually ran through an unknown secret passage to the building next door, proving that they knew that going through the front and back doors would be blocked.They knew that the people from Division 17 were downstairs!
That's why they chose to escape through the secret tunnel!
Rotten!
The plan has been completely leaked!
Michelle's head suddenly exploded, and there was a brief blank space."
All perimeter operatives immediately enter the building and alternate cover!"
She uttered the last thing she wanted to say: "We're exposed!"
”Hugo, who was at the back door of the building, immediately lifted the rags covering his body and pulled out the P7 submachine gun from the tattered shopping cart next to him.A genuine homeless man next to him was so frightened that he sat on the ground and moved backwards again and again, as if there was a beast standing next to him.He may have been frightened, but the guy who had been sitting with him a moment ago, looking weak and old, and a little bloated and fat, had suddenly become fierce, and now even a wolf could not withstand his punch in front of him.What he didn't know was that this guy who looked to be in his forties and was slightly obese was not that he was fat, but that he was wearing a tactical vest with a bulletproof insert plate under his ragged clothes, which was full of P7 magazines.This made Hugo look like a fat middle-aged man with no fighting power.And the two little hooligans at the entrance of the alley on the opposite side suddenly felt a strong murderous aura surging behind them, and a huge shadow swept overhead.The two of them turned around in unison, and Connor was like a grim reaper standing silently behind him, and he opened his black robes and raised his killing scythe!"
Bad ......," one of the little rascals opened his mouth and said the last word of his life.