Battlefield Contract Worker

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"Pass my order and let Swift and his people get ready. But don't do it until the target's identity is determined." Maklovsky finally decided, "Even if this target escapes this disaster, it will be worth it. He must not be put off guard."

When Marklovsky and the members of the secret society were fully analyzing the audio data provided by Swift, they were trying to lock Aladdin. It never occurred to them that they themselves would be attacked.

Two militants of the secret society who were on guard in the north area of ​​the building were suddenly attacked.

Two men are patrolling nearby. Suddenly a strong arm stretched out from behind and grabbed one of them by the throat.

Before the militant next to him had time to be surprised, a dagger had penetrated his left chest and slid toward the flank along the direction of his ribs.

Lin Rui's sharp knife made the militant die within a few seconds.

This was when he loosened slightly, and another Militant of the Secret Society was holding onto the dagger in his hand and lowered it to the side of the other's carotid artery.

"Where is Marklovsky?" Lin Rui asked calmly.

The militant from the secret society ignored him at all and stretched out his hand to get a weapon. But when his hand reached halfway, Lin Rui threw him with a neck hug and slammed it to the ground.

Lin Rui didn't give him a second chance to speak, and kicked him heavily on the neck.

With the crisp sound of bones shattering, the neck of this secret society militant twisted terribly.

"It should be just two patrolmen, let's move on. The Russians come with me, Crazy Horse takes people there, and you stay here with the sausages." Lin Rui gestured and continued to lead the team in the fully remodeled building. Search inside the building.

At this time, Maklovsky was still in a room waiting for the analysis results of the technicians.

"Come on, can you guys hurry up?" Maklovsky paced back and forth. "The target may leave at any time."

"We're doing our best," the technician replied.

When Maklovsky was about to continue talking and urging, an armed member of the secret society who was originally in charge of the security mission suddenly ran in.

The secret society armed man leaned into Marklovsky's ear and whispered, "There may be a situation outside, and our two team members suddenly lost contact."

"When did it happen?" Maklovsky's expression changed slightly.

"Two minutes ago, their wireless communicator was on, but there was no response." The secret society militant replied.

"Damn it!" Maklovsky turned around immediately, "There's something wrong with this, we have to get out of here immediately. Pack up, let's go now!"

When they were talking, something was suddenly thrown out of the door, and then amidst the huge glare and explosions, several militants of the secret society shouted, "Flash bomb!"

In fact, it was not a simple flash bomb, but a US military m84 shock bomb. This special grenade produces the intense flash of 8 million candles and a loud noise of 170 decibels. Because the visual cells of the human eye have a picture-stop effect, which is the so-called movie principle.

It takes at least 5 to 10 seconds to restore vision, and without earmuffs, the noise is enough to knock you out.

Several militants of the secret society and the technicians who were concentrating on comparing the data were completely unprepared, and were shocked by this.

But Maklovsky's reaction was far beyond the others, and out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of an object being thrown into the room. Immediately holding his head, he rolled aside.

After the shock bomb exploded, Lin Rui and others rushed in immediately. In this kind of housing space, the shocking explosion power is enough to make people lose their ability to resist.

Therefore, after Lin Rui and others came in, it almost didn't take much effort. All you have to do is shoot at the militants who are rolling in pain on the ground.

"Da da da..." The short firing sound of the submachine gun, and the screams one after another.

"Check the corpse to see if the target is inside." Lin Rui held the gun in one hand and pressed the earphone with the other hand and whispered.

"I didn't find it here." Sergey said loudly.

"I don't have it here either." Lin Rui frowned slightly and immediately made a gesture to Sergey. The two men, both armed with weapons, walked forward on both sides.

This building is in the process of being fully remodeled, and all the windows have no glass. Sergey rushed to the window with a stride, aiming his weapon out.

But finding no one outside, he turned around and whispered to Lin Rui, "What's the matter? Isn't he here?"

Lin Rui reached out and touched the window, "What is this?"

"Blood..." Sergey whispered.

"Someone went down here, there is not much blood, it should have been scraped by the broken glass on the window sill when going down." Lin Rui whispered, "He went to the next floor. Inform Crazy Horse and the others, and let him stay in the corridor. The sausages are ready. Maklovsky, it should be on the floor where they are now."

"This guy runs really fast." Sergey scolded a little resentfully, and immediately notified the other team members by radio.

"We just nearly caught him. Sausage shot him in the shoulder. He can't get far." Crazy Horse's voice came over the radio. "He's running south."

Maklovsky is now in a state of embarrassment, completely lost his former demeanor. He was shot in the left shoulder, bleeding profusely.

There was only one militant of the secret society by his side, and everyone else should have been killed.

The two ran downstairs together. Maklovsky's face was pale, he leaned under the corner and glanced out, then turned to look at the secret society militant.

Maklovsky gasped~www.readwn.com~ and whispered, "If we don't run far, they will catch up with us. You retreat first, and I will stay and resist them for a while."

"Sir, I should cover you." The secret society militant said loudly with a submachine gun.

"Stop talking nonsense, take this pistol and withdraw first. Give me the submachine gun, I need more firepower to suppress them." Marklovsky handed his pistol to the militants of the secret society, and replaced him by the way. Submachine gun in hand.

Maklovsky waved his hand vigorously and said, "If you don't leave, there will be no time. I order you to rush out immediately, and I will buy you time to break through here."

The secret society militant stomped, "Okay, I'll meet you outside." He quickly rushed out of the building with a pistol in his hand.

But just after he rushed out of the building more than 20 meters, a sniper shot was heard. The militants of this secret society fell to the ground with blood on the ground.

Maklovsky was still leaning against the wall. He turned his head slightly to look at the sides of the building, and cursed in a low voice, "Hmph, there is an ambush."