What this kid has on his waist is a micro-shooter. If he really had to pull it out, the rate of fire would be quite fast, and it might hit all these people, and even reveal the target by then. , this is a foreign country, and what they are doing now is almost like the work of secret agents. It is possible that they will be wanted by the police across Mexico.
However, Teresa and Morgan were obviously well prepared. When the guy was knocked backwards, they rushed out from behind the trash can where they were hiding. Before the angry man could even grab the gun on his waist, he They were pushed to the ground by Teresa and Morgan each with one arm. Donovan, who was just driving on the other side, had already got out of the car. He rushed over in two or three steps, raised his foot, and hit the angry man on the back of the head. He heard a "touch" sound. After the angry man received this blow, he fainted on the spot.
Twenty-ten. . . .
Sean carried a torn bag and walked into the alley. He saw Teresa, Morgan, and Donovan holding a guy's body. With a sudden movement, he threw an angry man into the alley. In the trash can, Teresa then reached out and closed the lid of the trash can, making a "clink" sound. Seeing that Sean had arrived as scheduled, he said: "The time is just right, we have just cleaned up!".
"Have you found the location where Nick and Barry were attacked?" Sean stopped and asked.
"Yes! We found this guy's walkie-talkie!". Teresa pointed to the trash can and said; Morgan looked at Sean and said, "But I still don't understand, how are we going to catch these two guys, Nick and Barry?"; Sean smiled. He handed Morgan a broken bag, but inside was a shotgun containing his improved bullets, and said: "Here you go, the bullets are filled with ceramic fragments, which should be able to break the bulletproof glass of the off-road vehicle. But don't let them get too I was shocked because there were only a few bullets in total!"
Then Sean continued: "I will find a way to stop Nick and Barry. If you use this thing to smash the car window, I can then use it to deal with the people inside!" After saying that, Sean took out a can of Mexican chickpeas from another pocket! Weighed it in my hands.
"Oh! Homemade grenade. Huh?". Morgan nodded and said;
"Well, okay, Sean. But I think I might as well throw a grenade!" Teresa said with her hands on her hips;
Sean looked up at the long-legged girl and said: "You are responsible for driving and taking us away, Teresa. Don't worry, I can handle them!".
"Kill them unconscious and try to capture them alive. If that doesn't work, you can kill them, but remember, one of Nick and Barry must be left alive!" Sean continued.
"Use it! Come on if you love it!" in the walkie-talkie Donovan was holding. Someone said a few words of local dialect, and the girl said: "Did you hear it?".
"Who can understand?" Sean asked; after he finished asking this question, the intercom again broadcast a few local dialects, very concisely, and Donovan did not reply. He listened carefully, then pointed at his face with the index finger of his right hand. After the sound on the walkie-talkie stopped, Donovan said: "The nb group is on the road! We still have about twenty minutes to prepare!" ";
"Okay! Let's go catch the murderer, guys. Get moving!". Sean clapped his hands and said.
Twenty-thirty. . . .
To design an ambush to attack and capture people, you need to find the right place and try to stay as far away from the opponent's base as possible. You also need someone to watch from a high place, someone to drive the vehicle to prepare for the retreat, and of course, someone to muddy the waters. Then just wait for the target to appear.
On the roof of a two-story supermarket on a street that was not considered the main street, Donovan was holding the sight, using it as a telescope. She was staring at a section of the street, ready to send signals to the people downstairs.
Parked at the back of the street is the car that Sean stole with the master key. This kind of car has a layer of dust on it when it is parked in the parking lot. Most of these cars are because the owner has not owned them for a long time. The car has been moved. It is not easy to report to the police in a short time. This means that everyone can use the car without any worries in the short term. And now, Theresa was sitting in such a car, staring in the direction of the windshield.
Sean found a supermarket shopping cart in a small alley, which was full of junk. He also picked up a lot of garbage bags on the street, put them on his body, and tied them On the upper, in short, just make yourself look like a homeless man who makes a living by picking up rags. But he, a homeless man, just pushed the car motionless, always ready to rush out! It's like touching porcelain at any time.
When everyone was getting ready, Sean asked Morgan to hide in another alley, Sean said at the time: "Morgan, you don't actually need to do this!";
But Morgan, a black man, held a shotgun and said: "What nonsense are you talking about!".
"I'm so grateful you helped us find Nick and Barry, I mean, you didn't have to risk your life to do that! You weren't even in the field!" Sean said.
"No! I'm going to do it! My mission went wrong, and it's my fault that I'm here!" Morgan said; Sean was playing with the homemade grenade and looking at him. Yes, there are too many people in today's society who like to shirk their responsibilities. Such people may be able to get rid of themselves completely after something goes wrong, and it seems that they cannot be held accountable, but as everyone knows, he will lose everyone from then on. The support and respect of those who are in charge; and those who are responsible and those who have the courage to take responsibility are just the opposite. Even if he loses the possibility of "promotion" once or several times, he will still be promoted because he has the heart of the people! He has the respect of everyone! Even if he made a mistake, he was still supported by everyone! Which is better? As long as this person is willing to learn lessons, I think everyone will choose someone who is responsible.
¡°We are lucky to have you in the team!¡±. Sean said at the time. . . .
As Sean pushed the garbage truck for picking up rags, he felt his phone vibrate, and the Bluetooth headset on his ear automatically answered the call. Then Donovan's voice came from inside: "Get ready, Sean, two off-road vehicles have already arrived. One may be an escort vehicle and the other is a Humvee!".
"Have you seen Nick or Barry?". Sean turned his back to the direction he had just come from, hunched over like a real scavenger, walking slowly and staggeringly. And he would pick up a can from the ground from time to time.
Donovan held up the scope and looked at it carefully. After a while. She said, "Yeah, I see Nick on this side, there's someone next to him. It could be Barry, but I can't see clearly, they're in the back seat of the Hummer. Just passed Trisha.";
After the car drove onto this road, not long after, I saw a disheveled homeless man in front of me, preparing to cross the aisle. But when the car was about to approach, the homeless man's cart rushed out, turned a corner, and flipped over to the ground, hitting the driver of the jeep in front of him. Out of instinct for emergencies, I immediately stepped on the brakes, but at this moment, a black man rushed out from the alley next to me. This man was holding a shotgun, and what he "touched" was one shot at the driver's side. He shot a huge hole in the side window at close range.
After Morgan just fired a shot, he rushed towards the Hummer behind him without thinking. Sean, on the other hand, shook violently and took off the messy rag-picking camouflage clothes on his body, almost as soon as Morgan's gun fired. Then he threw a homemade grenade through the big hole in the car window.
Because he used a delay tactic, almost immediately after he threw it in, the grenade exploded, and the people inside the jeep screamed. The homemade grenade is not that powerful, so the person inside is only seriously injured and not dead, but it is enough.
??Besides, after Morgan fired another shot, he quickly came to the Hummer behind him, and what he "touched" through the window was another shot. The guy sitting on the side of the back seat raised his hands in front of his eyes like a reflex and lowered his head. The flying glass made countless cuts on his arms and top of his head. The other person next to him had nothing to do because of his obstruction. Sean, who was behind, had quickly arrived again and threw another homemade grenade in from the window.
Nick on one side is also very awesome. After seeing a black thing being thrown in, he grabbed the injured Barry next to him, pressed down desperately, and pressed his body on top of the homemade grenade. After hearing the "bang" explosion, he and the driver were fine. The impact and fragments of the explosion were all blocked by Barry's body in a body armor.
Nick yelled "drive"; at the same time, he pulled out his pistol and fired several shots at the big hole in the side window, in order to prevent the other party from throwing in the grenade again and buy the driver time.
The driver was also unambiguous. When he was caught off guard at first, the other party's movements were fast, but now he has reflected it, suddenly grabbed the gear, stepped on the accelerator, and the Hummer's horsepower was huge. "La!" he rushed out, pushed away the jeep in front of him, and ran away quickly along the road.
Sean reacted quickly. When the other party shot out of the hole in the car window, he thought that the other party would of course escape immediately, so he pulled out his pistol, pointed it at the wheel, and fired several shots in succession.
But look at the Hummer¡¯s thick body?Nothing wrong at all, apparently bulletproof tires too;
"I come!". Morgan, who was holding a shotgun on the other side, shot at the wheel of the Hummer that had just hit the jeep in front of him. Because it hit the jeep, the Hummer naturally slowed down, so the shot was relatively effective. Accurate, on-center tires.
Everyone heard a "stab" sound, the Humvee shook slightly, and then fled forward like a mad dog. At this time Donovan ran down from the roof and said: "This guy blocked the grenade with his accomplice!".
"It still automatically tightens the inner tube!" Morgan looked at the escaped Humvee and shouted angrily. Sean said: "Yeah, but just tight!". What he meant by this was that the self-tightening inner tube did not mean that there was no air leakage, but that the air leakage was very slow. The Hummer was still heavy, so even the self-tightening inner tube could not hold up for a long time.
"Stab!" The old jeep was driven over quickly by Teresa, parked next to it, and shouted: "Get in!". Everyone didn't waste any time and opened the car doors. So he sat on it! Then Teresa stepped on the accelerator and quickly chased forward.
Twenty forty. . . .
"Look, it's a Hummer!" Teresa said after turning into an intersection.
Of course, Sean next to her also saw it, and saw that the Hummer was probably getting more and more out of breath as it drove, and it also had a fatal right front wheel. So it seemed that there was an accident and hit a car on the side of the road. The front cover is also a little deformed and has gaps. There was smoke.
"Squeak!~" The old jeep stopped, and several people immediately got out of the car, holding firearms. Starting to search, Sean first looked at the Hummer. The driver was missing, and there was only one person in the back seat, who was already dead.
Sean looked at the ground again, and saw a person's footprints walking down from the back door, and then his strides became longer, heading towards a building across the street that looked like a factory office building. Sean saw One look revealed that this guy was also quite anxious. With such a long stride, he must have been running.
But at this moment, Sean's excellent observation skills played an important role. He took a look at the office building. In a window on the third floor, he saw a figure, which was Sean. It would be impossible for anyone else to spot him, because there was no light on inside the window, and although it was already dark outside . But no matter what, it's still brighter than the room without the lights on, so if you look in from the outside, it's extremely difficult to spot anyone.
But Sean is different. He has become one with the black detective system, and his observation skills are too good. Therefore, what others can't see doesn't mean that he can't see it either. Just look at this figure, standing just inside the window, holding something in his hand, looking at himself and others.
"Take cover!". Sean yelled hastily as soon as he discovered it. At the same time, it rolled over and disappeared behind the car.
"Bang", with the sound of a gunshot, Morgan, who was looking around, heard Sean's reminder and swooped forward to rush into the back of the car. As a result, his upper body had just entered the back of the car when he felt a force on his thigh. It hurt, and he groaned immediately. Fortunately, the inertia of his flying attack was great, and he immediately hid behind the car.
Teresa immediately knelt down to check, and said: "The artery was not injured!". Then he bent down and opened the back door of the broken jeep. From the broken pocket, he took out one of the two straps he had brought out earlier, tied it tightly on Morgan's leg, and performed a simple hemostasis on him.
Donovan leaned against the Jeep and said, "He must be in the office building opposite. But I didn't see him."
"The fourth window from right to left!". Sean said: "He is waiting for us to take the bait! This guy is confident to kill us!". Then Sean looked down at Morgan's injuries and said, "We have to get him to the hospital quickly!".
"listen to me!". Morgan gritted his teeth and covered the wound on his thigh and said, "We don't have time to go to the hospital. Tighten the straps!". Sean nodded, squatted down, and tightened his strength again. Then Morgan said: "Catch him, Sean!".
"I will!". Sean turned to look at Theresa and said, "Call Benjamin!".
Theresa had already taken out her cell phone and called the CIA officer without Sean¡¯s instructions, and Benjamin dialed.
Twenty o'clock, forty-eight minutes. . . .
¡°Benjamin, we don¡¯t have time to argue!¡±. Teresa looked at the phone a little anxiously, while the others next to her were cautiously on guard. Just listen to Teresa continue to say: "We have trapped Nick! We have to rush in now!".
"No! You can't act without permission!" Benjamin's voice came from the microphone.He said: "There is already a person who needs first aid, and you have to wait for rescue, they are already on the way.".
Seeing Sean shake his head, Teresa said into the phone: "Now is a better time, we can't wait!";
"What to do! Are you going to rush in while bleeding and being targeted by a sniper master?"; Benjamin on the other end of the phone said: "This is a fucking good idea, Teresa!".
¡°Benjamin, listen to me!¡±. Teresa said quickly: "We already have a plan, we have to rush in, accept our apology first!". After saying that, Teresa turned off the phone immediately, a little anxiously.
Teresa put her cell phone in her pocket and asked, "Sean, what's the plan? That guy has been watching us with a scope in the dark!".
As Sean spoke, he pointed to the place on the other side of the street not far away and said: "If you go behind that broken car over there, you can make it look like we are going to flank him, and he will have to attack you. shooting!".
"clear!". Teresa said: "This way we buy time, you rush in from the other side and 'negotiate' with him."
"That's right!" After Sean said this, he looked down at Morgan and said, "Is it okay if you stay here?".
"Yes!". Morgan said: "You must catch that bitch!".
"Okay, get ready! After the smoke rises, it can block his line of sight. Theresa, you rush over immediately! Donovan, cover and shoot. Understand?" After Sean said this, he looked at everyone, especially Lisa bent down as if ready to run, while Donovan held his own M9 and Sean's M1911, ready to shoot at any time.
Sean nodded, and then threw two homemade grenades with a "whoosh". (To be continued)
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