Summoning Mercenaries

Leon leaned against the low wall, stretched out his right hand and held the MP7X submachine gun to shoot blindly, and asked Kent, Kent, why are you here? And why are you wearing a face towel?

After Kent shot a shadow soldier in the shoulder with a pistol, he turned his head and growled, Mad, I still want to ask why you guys from the Secret Service are here!

Us? Leon was taken aback, and said, We are protecting Adam. He is going to give a speech at Oxford University, so we came to London.

Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh the bullets hit the stone pillar where Kent was, splashing a lot of debris.

Grass! Kent had no choice but to yell, shrank his body behind the stone pillar, and replaced a new magazine.

Listening to Leon's explanation, Kent asked again: Do you know who attacked you?

Lyon was also leaning against the low wall, and after replacing the MP7X with a new magazine in his hand, he said to Kent: I don't know, but these guys seem to know our itinerary, and launched an attack the moment they got off the car!

My team and I are going to resign after finishing this 'Nanny' operation, and then join your mercenary group to play. Now it's good, give us a final squeeze.

The other Secret Service brothers only carried light weapons, and even the body armor was light, so they couldn't withstand the attacks of the guys on the opposite side, especially because they had extremely high combat capabilities!

Listening to Leon's explanation, Kent couldn't guess anything, but considering that Ashley's father, that is, Adam, is very likely to run for the next president, then this matter has some clues.

It must be Adam's ruling philosophy, which has conflicted with Sheffield or the interest groups behind Sheffield. Adam must be killed, so this attack was launched.

And after Kent and others joined the battle, the time had lasted for more than five minutes. Under normal circumstances, the local police should have responded long ago, but there has been no siren sound so far, indicating that there are also people in the London authorities who support Sheffield.

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Crack! Crack! Crack!

While thinking about it, Kent aimed and fired with a pistol. With the addition of the cold front buff, his shooting data has now exceeded the 80 limit, which is no less than that of any soldier of the special command.

The 14 rounds of 9mm bullets in the pistol were emptied by Kent within a few seconds, but the result was only a serious injury to a shadow soldier.

After all, the Shadow Troops are now wearing heavy equipment. Most of the pistols and submachine guns of the Blue Mercenary Group and the Secret Service are 9mm bullets. It is simply a dream to penetrate Level 4 compact heavy body armor.

Fortunately, this guy Carlos has a different brain circuit. He is holding a Smith \u0026 Wesson M500, which uses . Boom fly.

Of course, only a muscular man like Carlos can control it freely, but only Carlos can output. Kent and the others, who originally had the upper hand in numbers, slowly began to be suppressed and beaten by the shadow troops.

Sir! Where's our support! Support... poof!

A Secret Service soldier who was not on Lyon's squad was yelling at Leon when a 7.62 caliber bullet hit him in the neck.

The huge impact force of the bullet directly blasted the neck, leaving only some skin and tendons connecting the head and shoulders. The secret service agent turned his head, shook for a moment, and collapsed to the ground.

At this time, Irene, who had already set up a treatment point behind the corridor and bandaged a slightly injured 141 special service member, just glanced at the special service member, and continued to busy with the work in hand, because it was definitely hopeless.

Grass! Seeing the tragic death of his colleague, Leon couldn't help yelling, and turned his head and shouted: Scarecrow! Scarecrow! Have you contacted the local police or our embassy yet!

The scarecrow is also holding the same galaxy phone number that Nicola gave Kent before,

He shook his head helplessly and said, No! The communication here has been blocked! Those guys are professionals!

Leon squatted up and continued to shoot at the door. After hearing the scarecrow's reply, he shouted: I still need you to remind them that they are professionals?! Come up with a way to write! Resume communication!

Yes! The Scarecrow replied, and then hid aside and tried to call.

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Crack! There was the sound of the magazine being emptied, and after Kent reloaded a new magazine, he turned his head and shouted: The last one, who still has Fuyu magazine?!

I saw that everyone shook their heads. It wasn't that Kent was not popular, but that they really ran out of bullets.

'Grass! ’ Kent cursed secretly in his heart, then poked his head out to sneak a peek at the enemies in the distance, and found that there were at least 10 shadow troops active.

Counting the blue mercenary group on Kent's side, plus Lyon's 141 squad, and the remaining Secret Service, there are about 30 people, but they are helpless against the heavily armed shadow troops.

Just when Kent was at a loss, it seemed that his luck was added or something, and the opposite side and the center of the shadow troops occupying half of the corridor suddenly burst into flames.

In an emergency, there was a boom explosion, which blasted out a lot of smoke and dust. A shadow troop was blown dizzy in pain. Although the explosion just now was not fatal, it made him walk out of his bunker, and was killed by more than 30 people from Kent. The small-caliber bullet hit the torso and head that were not protected by the body armor on the back, and he could only die of hatred.

Then, suddenly a man with a Mohawk haircut and also fully armed rushed out from behind the Shadow Troops and stole his ass directly. That Mohawk completed a Super God kill by himself.