Chapter 297: Mission Success
Chapter 297: Mission Success
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With the activation of the EMP, the FBI building had a radius of five hundred meters, all electronic equipment was destroyed, and the entire FBI headquarters was sent back to the Stone Age in an instant. Although the FBI had long been prepared for the counterattack of the organization, they could never have imagined that the enemy would have a non-nuclear strike tactical weapon such as EMP.
There is an enemy at the headquarters, but now the enemy is unknown. How did they fight back? The agents who had been fighting the enemy were also killed. Although people nearby who heard the gunshots could pass ten at a time, the problem was that the distance between the upstairs and downstairs was too large, and the gunshots could only reach ten but not hundred. As a result, a large number of unarmed people began to run towards the main entrance. But when they ran out of the gate, they regretted it, because outside the main gate, a shrill buzz came closer and closer, and soon, a helicopter gunship appeared in their field of vision. Before they could see friend or foe clearly, a rain of bullets from the 12.7mm machine gun swept towards them. Two rockets were fired at the same time. From the front, the third floor of the building was blasted by rockets, and a huge gap appeared in the center of the building with flames. It's like someone has gouged up a piece of meat.
"Bazooka!" shouted the uninjured FBI agents at the entrance to the building, standing up from the aftermath of the explosion. Soon someone returned to the building and went to the arsenal. After a while, the bazookas were aimed at the flying Wuzhi. But the moment they raised the bazooka, there would always be one or two people who would be headshot by the flying sniper bullets, and the other FBIs would have to retreat into their bunkers again. Wait for a sweep to end, and then they counterattack.
"Gin!" In the chaos ahead, Belmode had already taken another passage from the underground to join Gin, and the two were about to escape through the back door, but perhaps the FBI had expected it, or maybe the inner ghost had reported the information and habits of the invading enemy in advance. At the moment when the two of them ran out of the door, more than ten meters away, dozens of guns were already aimed at the two. It should have been an ambush that had been prepared a long time ago. After all, I have a sniper at the back door, and no matter how stupid the FBI is, he will know that the sniper is clearing the way for the infiltrated personnel. So a dozen or so agents who had been ambushed were left, and all the others went to the main gate to support. This allowed Belmode to fall into their trap when he escaped.
"Stop!" several FBI agents shouted at the same time, quickly surrounding the Belmods. At this time, Belmode and the others had already come to the security gate at the back of the building, and they were only ten meters away from leaving this steel fortress. However, perhaps due to intelligence, Belmode and Gin completely lost the chance to escape under the blocking of more than a dozen guns.
"Put the gun down!" shouted a long-haired FBI agent. "Gin, Vermouth, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
Hearing this, Belmode's and Gin's faces changed slightly at the same time, although they were still wearing masks made of Belmode, but the changes in their pupils all showed their shock. In this way, the intelligence of the internal ghost can be thoroughly implemented, and the internal ghost must be one of the more than ten members of the United States who were dispatched, or even more than one.
"Put down your guns!" the agent still shouted. There was no way, in order to survive, Belmode they had to throw their guns on the ground and raise their hands. But just as the agents were about to step forward to detain the two, there was a buzz in the distance. Hearing this, their hearts tightened.
Woo woo buzz... Rumble!
The FBI agents had barely turned around when a heavily armed pickup truck slammed into the iron gate blocking the road from behind them and sped towards them, with Vodka's reinforcements arriving.
Da Da!!
As soon as it came into view, Vodka's machine gun on the roof of the car spun around. However, he didn't dare to aim, but chose to suppress it with firepower. Otherwise, the more than 100 rounds of bullets would not only kill the FBI, but even the two gold medals behind him would not be able to escape death.
Seeing that there was still support, the fast-eyed FBI didn't plan to keep any longer, at least to take the two people who were now besieging them as hostages, but before they could move, a handful of blood flowers suddenly exploded on their bodies. Listening to three sounds, three FBIs fell in response, and their internal organs flew sideways. It blinded everyone present.
"This kid dares to use armor-piercing bullets!" Belmode's face changed drastically. The slightest deviation would cost you your own life.
Poof!
Before the words in his mind were finished, two more lay down on his right. Belmode's face turned white with fright, looking at the flying guts and blood. Not only her, but even Gin beside her was frightened and took two steps back. However, the two gold medals also raised their hands in a trance and touched the gun hidden behind their backs, and began to fight back. For a time, the FBI suffered heavy losses.
Bang!!!
Aiming at the last group of FBIs next to Gin, I fired the last armor-piercing round. These poor people. What's not good, you have to sit in a circle. Doesn't this give me a chance to clear the field? More than a dozen agents were beaten to only five or six in less than ten seconds, and now they were caught in the front and back, and at the last moment, several FBI took out grenades from behind their waists and threw them towards Belmode's location, making a final resistance. Since you can't leave a living mouth, let's bury together!
Seeing the grenade, Belmode naturally wanted to retract back into the building. Although he was able to save his life, he was definitely injured. The damage power of the FBI's special grenade is not comparable to that of ordinary grenades.
Rumble!!!
The explosion rang out, and the glass door behind it was shattered. Gin and Belmode, who were standing in the hallway, were naturally affected by the aftermath.
"Big brother!"
His eldest brother was counterattacked by the enemy on the verge of death, and Vodka was also red-eyed and began to show his vicious side. As soon as I stepped on the accelerator, the car drove straight into the gate. Crashed into the FBI that was shooting at him. Two more were shot and killed, during which time the front of the car had crashed into the building. He himself jumped out of the car and began to rescue the organization's two gold medalists. And the reason why Vodka dared to make such a risky move was precisely because in the back, there was also the support of a sniper rifle, otherwise he would not even dare to enter the door, let alone get out of the car.
The remaining three agents couldn't even get out of cover when they saw that the gate was blocked and there were sniper rifles behind them. I couldn't ask for help, and I didn't know what to do for a while. I could only raise my gun and be on full alert. It's a pity that their inaction is becoming the last curtain call of their lives.
A few tens of seconds later, Vodka's car started again, he had already completed the rescue, began to reverse and retreat, and at the same time turned the machine gun on the roof of the car and began to suppress fire. Without the threat of grenades, he was completely unafraid of the remaining shrimp soldiers and crab generals, and soon broke out of the encirclement. Although the FBI wanted to break the tires to fight back, they did nothing and could only watch the intruder slip away in front of them. And seeing that Vodka successfully retreated, I also put away my sniper rifle and evacuated here.
ββββ the taste of the orchid, the taste of lavender, the taste of the home & the wings of the angel, the wings of the devil, the wings of the guardianββββ
"Iceine, are you retreating?" I received a call from Vodka shortly after I withdrew from the sniper point.
"Withdraw, are Big Brother and Big Sister Vermouth safe, and how is Calvados?" I picked up the phone and replied.
"Big brother, I have received and successfully retreated, and Calvados has already told him to let him retreat, but unfortunately Wuzhi has not been able to save it and has already died. Vodka said with some pain.
"Forget it, the mission has been successfully completed, just sacrifice a little equipment. We've already made money, although we haven't seen the truth, but listening to the movement at the front door, I believe that the front door should have exploded, right?"
"Hmph, this is the happiest battle we've ever had with the FBI, not only did we not lose a single soldier, but we also broke the enemy's headquarters. This time, the FBI lost at least thirty agents. It can be said that there is a lot of hemorrhage... Uh-huh, Big Sister Vermouth is going to talk to you. β
βγγγ Stinky boy, do you want to kill me!" As soon as Vodka's words fell, Belmode's feigned anger exploded in my ears.
"Wow! Sister Bei, where did you start talking about this?" I hurriedly moved the earpiece away from me.
"Where do you start? You dare to use armor-piercing bullets when sniping? Gin and I are still in the crowd. Do you want to give you a cool song for Sister Bei!" Belmode had just breathed a sigh of relief before he began to scold me.
"Haha, peace of mind, Sister Bei, aren't you in the car right now? I'm very confident in my sniping. I once said oh, I will use my own sniper rifle to protect Sister Bei and you. "In the face of Belmode's anger, I hastened to curry favor with him.
"Stinky boy, I'll clean you up when I go back. Belmode's anger subsided. "Go to the second safe house, we're going to leave Washington and go to Chicago to hide. After that I'll send you to Africa. β
"Okay, I'll go back right away. "Hang up Belmode. I ran two blocks, flagged down a cab and left the FBI headquarters, turned three taxis to the safe house area, and got out of the car and walked over.
The safe house is located in the Ana Hotel. When I got back to the safe house, with the exception of Calvados, DKA was constantly monitoring the neighborhood in front of his computer. Belmode was changing Gin's stitches, and it appeared that the last grenade explosion injured Gin, but it wasn't too serious.
"Good job, boy. When Gin saw me come back, Gin praised me for the first time. "You're qualified to go on a mission with us. β
"Hey, hey. In the face of Gin's compliment, I smiled a little and didn't say more. Turned to Vodka's side. "Is there an enemy tracking?"
"No, this safe house hasn't been exposed. Vodka replied. "This is our own safe house that Brother Gin built when he arrived. We are the only ones who know the location, so it's safe. β
"Well, then I'll be the first to stand guard tonight, the big brothers and sisters are all injured. They need to rest, you monitor the neighborhood, and I go to the roof with a sniper rifle. Wait for Calvados to come back and let him take my place in the middle of the night. Stay connected at all times. β
"Okay, that's a big help. Vodka gave me a grateful look. "There were rations and canned food in the chest. I'll let Calvados know when he returns. β
Turning back and nodding to the two gold medalists, I picked up the sniper rifle I had put away and left the safe house, heading to the top floor of the hotel.
"This kid is very good. Watching me leave, Gin whispered to Belmode.
"Why?, regret it?" Belmode chuckled as he stitched up Gin's wound. "As long as this kid can continue like this, it will be a matter of time before he becomes a gold medalist. β
"There is no place left for him at the Japanese base. Unless.... β
"I'll arrange this. Belmode's eyes flashed with a fierce light. "The mission on the American side is over, and after I go back, the follow-up work will be handed over to you, and I need to concentrate on finding a way to prevent Margarita from taking Iceine. β
"That's impossible. Gin shook his head. "There's no way that woman can watch your team grow. β
"Can't you get the boss to compromise?"
"You're the closest to the boss. You ask me?" said Gin coldly. "It's not impossible, though. As long as you can get the boss to post a gold mission, you and Iceine will be named. β
"The risk is the same. Belmode laughed miserably. "Maybe Margarita's assignments aren't all gold-medal, it depends. I'll do a few more songs. At the same time, it's time for him to start the task of reaching out to the outside world. β
"Have you figured out a name?" Gin asked. "I'm the Archon, and you're the Witch with a Thousand Faces. The code name in the organization can't be leaked too easily, he's your guy now. If you want to arrange for him to start reaching out to the outside world, then this problem should be solved by you. β
"Hmm... Belmode pondered for a moment. "This kid's murderous aura is very special. It's not manic, but it's unusually chilling. I remember accepting the challenge after his protection period had ended some time ago, and I heard gunshots in the hallway. Later, I heard from the people below. The person who challenged Iceine appeared to die. And those who survived. All of them heard about him. A demon shouts one by one... So, Ice Demon, what do you think?"
"Demon?" Gin's expression widened slightly, and then a sneer came out of his teeth. "It's too much of a lift-up for him. β
"Believe me, sooner or later, he will be worthy of this title. "Belmode seems very proud. "Gin, you've lost a lot this time. Back then, I didn't expect to be able to pick up such a big treasure because of my interest. β
"Hmph, don't get complacent too soon. I'll be laughing when he can actually hold on to the gold medal. Gin ignored Belmode's teasing. Lying on the bed on his own. Only the injured body was exposed to the air, and Belmode was left to operate.
"Big sister, I'm back. Before the painting of the two gold medals was finished, the voice of Calvados outside the door was not at all emotional.
"Well, it's hard work, let's go rest first, and then take over Iceine's vigil in the middle of the night. β
"Yes. Without much conversation, Calvados found a couch and fell asleep. The room fell silent again. Only the computer in front of Vodka made the ticking sound of monitoring.