"The sewers were blocked, and when I first went down, I heard footsteps inside, and in case they came up, I threw two grenades into it. ”

Zuo Ci walked from behind with a gloomy face, his voice full of anger.

"They're not stupid and don't fall twice in the same place. There is no need to check the roof and the back door, arrange a few mines, check the thickness of the building's exterior wall, and see if the explosives we carry can blow the exterior wall open. ”

Yang Pingfan did not show a disappointed expression, obviously all this had been expected by him, the restaurant couple sacrificed, but everyone obviously expected the possible obstruction, on the way "friendly" visited a gun shop, obtained a lot of weapons and ammunition, the owner of the store was frightened, and took the initiative to tell Yang Pingfan about the inventory in his basement, so everyone is not false now.

"We only have two Cs and 4s, and I just downloaded the surrounding neighborhood map on the Internet, but the network was quickly cut off, and I am afraid that the architectural drawings of the building will not be available. ”

Behind him, Li Lan skillfully pointed to the holographic projection on his wrist and told everyone what they were in.

"Check the shop to see if there is anything that can be used to make explosives, and besides, put two Cs and 4s on the support pillars in the front hall, and if the enemy rushes in, up the front hall. ”

Yang Pingfan's tone revealed a rare ruthlessness, Li Lan glanced at him unexpectedly, his eyes showed unbearability, the incident happened suddenly, the people in this building didn't have time to evacuate, if the load-bearing column was really blown up, then ......

Zuo Ci saw Li Lan's unbearability, sighed, took Li Lan's backpack, unfolded his body, disappeared from everyone like a teleportation, and then appeared in the front hall.

Yang Pingfan looked at Li Lan again, with infinite tenderness in his eyes, Li Lan was a little gloomy, "Can't we escape?"

"Hahaha" Yang Pingfan laughed, "Trapped in an enemy country and surrounded by regiments, this kind of drama is not the first time we have experienced, just a group of DC City rookies, and they want to keep us? ”

Li Lan was stunned for a moment, then reacted, punched him hard, was grabbed by Yang Pingfan, pulled over, and gave a deep kiss.

"Boom!" The explosion came suddenly, Li Lan hurriedly pushed Yang Pingfan away, Yang Pingfan smiled playfully, opened the window, and only saw a straight line connecting the roof of the building and the ground, outlined by white smoke and dust, and at the other end of the straight line, there was a police armored car that had been blown up.

"They're moving, ready!" Yang Pingfan pulled Li Lan, who was still wondering, and raised the gun in his hand and said.

"Who?" asked Li Lan, looking up.

"The people who rescued us, they will find a time to rush out. Yang Pingfan said, checked the weapon in his hand again, called Zuo Ci back, and then led the two of them to the door.

Outside the door, if the explosion of a rocket just now was just the beginning, then the main dish was already on the table at this time.

Just when the stunned Citi people were looking around for the enemy's traces, gunshots rang out one after another, the sound was dull and long, and anyone with a little knowledge of weapons knew that it was the sound of a heavy sniper rifle firing.

With the sound of gunfire, the snipers who were originally ambushed on the top floor fell from the roof one by one as if they had been named, none of them were all corpses, all of them were miserable, and soon, there was no one left.

Solving the threat of the commanding heights is just the beginning, just when the DC City guards are panicking around looking for cover, the second course comes up, and it is a continuous explosion-

The attackers had apparently been ambushed in the distance, and even had time to mark the shooting elements, and with bursts of piercing screams, mortar and mortar shells flew in high curves, piercing into the crowd and pulling out a violent explosion.

"It's now, rush!" In the shouting, Yang Pingfan and several people rushed out of the door, and at the same time, they kept shooting, but to the surprise of the three of them, the armed forces of DC City on the opposite side did not return fire, and the rain of bullets originally envisioned did not appear, not only that, but they didn't even fight back, and several people ran out of the door without danger, and stopped after turning into a street corner.

"Three, two, one!" was supposed to get out of here as soon as possible, but Yang Pingfan didn't mean to take everyone away, but after hiding himself, he opened his wrist and looked at his watch and counted down silently.

"Quick, get in the car!" shouted a man with pale yellow hair, snow-white skin, high eyebrows, and a typical Caucasian cold face as the door was pushed open.

Yang Pingfan pulled Li Lan with one hand and Zuo Ci with the other, and when the two were still hesitating, they quickly got into the car, and the driver, when the door was not closed tightly, had already stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the car swayed out of the way in the hoarse roar of the engine, turned into the corner and disappeared.

When the man in sunglasses arrived, the attack finally stopped, and the policemen who had lost their targets sat in the corner in embarrassment, some were gasping for breath while celebrating the rest of their lives, some were rescuing the wounded, and some were sitting alone crying and cursing.

On the screen, the previous cars quickly merged into the traffic, and in the traffic, several cars of the same color immediately came together, and then, under the changing parking spaces, the cars that had picked up Yang Pingfan's people before could no longer be distinguished.

The subordinates around him looked very anxious, and couldn't help but open their mouths to remind their superiors to give the order to detain them all, the car had already driven into the tunnel, and when they came out, there was no one left before.

"Colonel, our men have arrived near the shore tunnel, do you want to. ......”

Seeing this scene, a subordinate beside him finally couldn't help but ask.

"No, we've got enough stuff, and it doesn't really make much sense to catch them. ”

The man in sunglasses shook his head, took off his sunglasses and wiped them, and said with a smile.

"We have enough evidence, we will process these videos, change the terrain to the neighborhoods around the presidential palace, contact the major media outlets, prepare for the press conference, it's time for our people to know who the hateful terrorists are. The man in sunglasses said and smiled, looking so hideous with a prosthetic expression.

“...... As a competent husband, a loving father, and at the same time, he was also our leader, the president of Citigroup, left us on the night of the 19th.

We have lost the pillar of our family and the light of joy in our lives. But his unwavering faith, optimism, and perseverance will always be remembered in our hearts.

He preaches to all of us, and the strength He gives us is shared in real time in times of uncertainty, and He will always be there for us.

Love is not easy to express in words, nor is it loyalty, or trust, or joy, but he is all of them, he loves life, and completely and he lives it strongly.

He loved the country and was willing to sacrifice for it, and he firmly believed that good days were ahead, but now, without him, everything was unimaginable.

This is a man who is not intimidated by difficulties, who is not deceived by success, who is unrelenting in his great goals and never rashly moved, who moves forward steadily and never backwards. In short, this is a rare figure who has reached a great state and still maintained his good qualities. This man of outstanding moral integrity was so humble that it was only after he fell as a martyr that the whole world found out that he was a hero, and we remember this hero, and although he left us, we must remember what he did and what he stood for, and this is the social conscience that he has been trying to create.

God bless Citi Nation, Amen!"

On the TV, the vice president's expression was solemn, and the long and heavy mourning made people feel a sense of depression in their hearts, and the people in front of the TV consciously or unconsciously stopped talking and turned their eyes to the TV, hoping to hear some topics that interested them on the TV.

"I heard that the president died, was he assassinated?" Finally, as the picture changed to a soldier carrying a coffin, a drunkard asked with sleepy eyes looking at the people around him.

"yes, I'm not sure if that's good news or bad news. The person next to him took a sip of the rum in the glass, shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

"Somebody will tell us if it's a good thing or a bad thing, and maybe in a moment a guy will push open the door and yell, hey, you know what, the president is dead, we should celebrate, we should have a drink." The first drunkard described his conscious guess in a vivid voice, but just as he finished speaking, the door was pushed open.

"Does anyone want to go into the factory? 150 yuan a day, free hot water, housing and a good breakfast. ”

Pushing the door open was a well-dressed young man in a well-dressed suit with a bright logo on the suit indicating that he was from Company X, and after glancing at the crowd at the bar, he said loudly.

"Hey, Pi and Tiao, get back in, this is a bar, not a booming factory. As soon as the other party finished speaking, someone shouted in the depths of the bar, causing a burst of laughter.

"Our president has just been killed by terrorists, and I can't imagine you being happy. ”

The recruiter shouted in a louder voice at the people who were laughing at him.

"Isn't that a good thing? When he wasn't dead, it was often said on TV that this guy was taxing the poor for the rich, and we should be happy that he died. A man looked up at the commissioner suspiciously.

"But he was killed by terrorists, do you know why he killed the president, because the president wants to cooperate with Company X to promote brain networking services, and he can even log in for free in the future, but these people are doing everything possible to stop it, and even directly use assassination. ”

One person replied, in the Commissioner's opinion, a reassuring beginning, and he looked down at the drunken and hazy fellow, and asked patiently.

"I've tried the brain network once, it's very easy to use, it's more exciting than any game I've played, but there have always been Ming people who help us produce and build, and terrorists should attack them, not us. The drunkard thought for a moment and said seriously.

"Do you think they're going to be reasonable? Anyone who has ever used a brain network is damned, they shot the president in the head yesterday, and tomorrow maybe they will get out of the toilet and cut your dick and stuff it into your asshole, don't think they won't do it, you know, these people are all out of hell. The commissioner sneered and looked up.

"Hey, that Boy Scout, the maximum amount you can pay, I mean, one hundred and fifty dollars a day, isn't worth it for us to die for you. ”

The crowd was silent for a moment, and someone shouted again in the distance.

"One hundred and fifty dollars is the price of entering the factory, which can make your life no longer empty, of course, if you want to exercise, enjoy the collective life, you can join the army, this price can be raised to two hundred dollars, and further, if you are lucky enough to join the Marine Corps, you like to go to the other side of the earth to fight, torture and kill these terrorists, I can raise the whole price to two hundred and fifty dollars, how about it?"

The officer lifted up and responded in the direction the voice came.

"Well, I'll do it for two hundred and fifty dollars. In the midst of the shouting, in the depths of the bar, a strong man pushed away the person in front of him and walked out, and when he saw the other party, the officer's eyes showed a hint of satisfaction.

"Two hundred and fifty dollars a day, counting the bonus, one hundred thousand dollars a year is not a problem at all, this is already a high price, who else?"

The recruiter shouted loudly to the people around him, and in the crowd, everyone looked at each other, and some raised their hands hesitantly.

Although the man in sunglasses has relented, with the revelation of the news, the work that needs to be done still has to be carried out, and the city-wide search is being carried out in an orderly manner, which makes the already turbulent DC even more chaotic, taking advantage of the fire to rob, rape, robbery, and all kinds of criminal activities have sprung up.

The chaos is getting bigger and bigger, and all kinds of chaotic organizations have taken the opportunity to join in, fishing in troubled waters, some demanding LGBT equality, some demanding Black Lives Matter, some advocating women's rights, some advocating Nazis, and some demanding open immigration...... Countless demands have turned the chaos into a pot of porridge.

Surprisingly, both the police and the FBI turned a blind eye to the chaos, and the media, as if in agreement, turned their cameras to the chaos, and explicitly or implicitly pointed it at the MSF in Siberia.

For all this, the man in sunglasses was very indifferent, although, under his deployment, Yang Pingfan and his party were still rescued, and the boss was also very angry because of this incident, but in the eyes of the man in sunglasses, this is not a good thing.

Yang Pingfan and his party have been labeled as MSF, their savagery, cruelty and madness have long been faithfully recorded by various equipment, becoming an indelible record, and the enemy's escape shows the cunning and strength of this terrorist organization, and can arouse the fear of the people.

As for the evidence requested by the boss, it is extremely simple, the Tianyan system all over the streets and alleys, the video and surveillance of Yang Pingfan and his party are enough to explain everything he has done, and for civilians, they are more willing to believe what they believe than the truth.

The effect has been achieved, and now, it is time to clean up the mess, thinking of this, the man in sunglasses took his eyes and strode out of the office of the presidential palace, ready to report to Liu Yuan.

Although DC has been turned upside down at this moment, the three people who are the initiators are sitting peacefully in the car at the moment, moving towards the predetermined evacuation location.

"Who are you?" Li Lan and Zuo Ci in the car curiously glanced at the people who rescued them—straight postures, strong muscles, and even traces of helmets in their hair.

Where did these soldiers, who could easily be identified even if they were not wearing uniforms, come from? This made the two of them very curious.

Li Lan's inquiry did not wait for a reply, and Yang Pingfan said with a smile: "They don't understand Chinese, but I can tell you that they are Maozi." He was calm and light on the surface, but in his heart he was secretly scolding Amy, he wanted him to send a reformer to respond, but he didn't expect him to outsource to Lao Maozi, who knows how many bamboo poles these people will knock.

The war is not a day and night battle, day and night running, day and night in the pursuit of the enemy, Yang Pingfan and his party were rescued by Maozi special forces, enjoyed a short period of rare tranquility, the car sent them to the east coast, and then there was another response.

"Whoa, whoa!" the dinghy moved forward one by one, propelled by the man-powered oars, and looking back, the shore didn't seem to be far away, and the island they needed to reach was still looming in the fog.

The three of them fought hard, rowed the rubber boat to the open sea, positioned it through Beidou, rowed all night, and when they were almost exhausted, they finally coincided with the scheduled location, Yang Pingfan took out the transmitter and transmitted a string of sonar into the sea.

Not far from them, the calm sea rolled up, the snow-white waves were like porridge boiling in a pot, and a sleek and perfect submarine gradually revealed its true face.

This is the Boreas nuclear submarine, which can easily send everyone here back to the Ming Kingdom in one go.

Driven by manpower, after a not-so-long journey, the dinghy finally came to the shadow of the island, where a dormant 093 disguised itself as a strangely shaped rock.

Seeing the arrival of the three people, the captain, who was already a little anxious, hurriedly pulled the two of them onto the black back of the submarine.

The three of them got into the nuclear submarine, the hatch closed, and quickly dived, and the rubber boat left in place suddenly lit up with a spark in silence, and quickly enveloped the rubber boat, and the fire burned more and more, like a pop song, reaching a climax when the chorus sounded, and then quickly dimmed, and finally returned to darkness, as if it had never existed.