This also means that trying to get up close and personal with the two militants standing behind the fence is basically the end of being found unless you turn into a gecko and climb over the top of the pipe.

If the weapon is rashly used, although the two militants can be killed in the first place, the gunfire can be transmitted at least a few hundred meters away in the closed pipe. As soon as a shot is fired, it is discovered by other militants, and the back... I guess there will be no back.

Of course, in the face of such a situation, Huang Fufeng and Han Bing, who had already been on guard, looked at the two militants carrying themselves in front of them, and the two who looked at each other took out a weapon with a strange structure from their tactical backpacks, which was a military anesthetic * gun that had been prepared long ago for this operation.

After loading the special military anesthetic bullet into the special magazine of the tranquilizer* gun, Huang Fufeng and Han Bing, who let the anesthetic bullet be fired, immediately aimed at the two militants standing behind the fence a few meters away.

"Whoa!"

With a slight sound, two tranquilizer bullets shot out from the muzzles of Huang Fufeng and Han Bing's tranquilizer* guns, and then shot at the militants one after the other, and successfully pierced the back of the necks of the two militants.

As soon as the needle in the front of the anesthetic bomb penetrated into the epidermis of the back of the neck, the anesthetic in the anesthetic bullet was directly injected into the bodies of the two people.

The two militants, who only felt a pain in the back of their necks, subconsciously touched the back of their necks with their hands, and after pulling out the anesthetic bullets that had lost their anesthetic, before they could make any more moves, the two militants who had quickly taken effect of the anesthetic fell straight to the ground.

Although at this time, there was still a trace of consciousness in their minds, but the two of them, who had completely lost their strength in their bodies, did not even have the strength to pull the trigger of the weapon.

The two could only watch Huang Fufeng and Han Bing walk towards themselves, and then finally lost consciousness completely and fell into a coma.

Although don't look at a narcotic bomb that is only the size of a thumb, the anesthetic stored in it can even directly charm an elephant. As for the use of these two militants, it is estimated that they will not come to their senses at all before dawn tomorrow.

And at the moment when the two militants were shot and fell to the ground, Huang Fufeng and Han Bing, who put away their weapons, quickly walked in front of the iron fence.

When they got closer, they realized that there was actually a fence gate on top of the circular iron fence the same size as the pipeline. However, at this time, the fence gate was locked.

"What's going on?"

Looking at the iron fence in front of him and touching the fist-sized iron lock, Huangfu Feng's brain at this time was obviously a little bent.

Compared to Huangfu Feng, Han Bing, who seemed to have reacted at this time, looked at the scene in front of him, and then said very solemnly: "If my guess is correct, the purpose of Rethes installing these iron fences is to isolate the block under his control from other blocks. As for why a gate is left on the fence, it is very likely that if you are in danger, militants from other places can quickly reinforce here through the underground pipes, and at the same time you can quickly retreat from these underground pipes!"

Hearing this, Huangfu Feng's face also showed a look of sudden realization, and he secretly admired Resnes who was so thoughtful.

However, after seeing the iron lock in front of him, Huangfu Feng, who was crouching down, groped around the bodies of the two militants for a while, and soon found the key to open the fence door from the pocket of one of them.

"I'm going to inform the rest of the team!"

After seeing the key in Huangfu Feng's hand, Han Bing, who knew that he didn't need to bother to open the fence gate anymore, nodded, and then walked towards the back to inform the members of the action team who were still behind.

Huangfu Feng, who had the key in hand, opened the fence gate very easily, and Han Bing in the back quickly arrived here with the rest of the action team.

After dragging the two sleeping militants to a hidden corner on the side, Huang Fufeng, who had reclosed the fence gate, left two team members to guard the back road, and then continued to drive towards the destination with the rest of the team.

However, after Huang Fufeng and Han Bing arrived at a certain location in the underground pipeline according to the map, the two of them each took half of the action team members, divided into two roads, went in opposite directions, and continued to rush towards the destination.

While the members of the 3rd Action Group were moving, above their heads, a jeep and a truck covered with tarpaulins drove into the violent neighborhood, and the roar of the two cars immediately attracted the attention of many people in the neighborhood.

However, after seeing the logos representing Reses on the bodies of the two cars, everyone also dispelled their thoughts.

It's late at night, but for the people of this neighborhood, the good life has just begun. It looks like a dark neighborhood, but I don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring at it.

Moreover, just below the block, private dance halls opened on the ground floor are crowded with people of all colors from all directions. Everyone is in the music of heavy metal, taking off their disguises, swinging their bodies, and venting the emotions hidden in their hearts.

At the same time, countless drugs circulated among these people, and these people who took drugs immediately fell into an even more crazy state. And the Resces drug cartel that controls all of this is looking at the stacks of cash piled up in front of him with a happy face.

In the jeep, Nighthawk, who was sitting in the passenger seat, listened to these movements while secretly observing the surroundings. At this time, Nighthawk also felt that he was being targeted by countless pairs of eyes.

Compared with the somewhat indifferent Nighthawk, Castro, who was sitting in the back, looked much nervous, and Castro, who knew the identity of the Nighthawk and what he wanted to do, although he had expressed his willingness to cooperate with Huaxia's actions before, but when the matter really came, Kathrot, who knew Resles's methods, was extremely nervous in his heart.

"Don't worry, your mission is to take us and meet our captured team. When the time comes, we will protect your life!" Looking at Kathrot, who was nervous and in a cold sweat behind him, Nighthawk, who acted as Castro's cronies and bodyguards, turned his head and said.

Hearing this, Castro quickly wiped his sweat and nodded in response.

Soon, after the convoy had turned a corner, when the headlights of the jeep illuminated the street, Nighthawk saw that about a hundred meters away from him, on the road leading to the school gate, more than a dozen armed men stopped in the middle of the road, and there was a barricade in the middle of the road.

At this time, more than 200 meters ahead, the convoy will be able to reach the gate of the school.

When he saw two cars coming towards him, the militant who took the lead hurriedly stretched out his hand to signal the convoy to stop, and then was checked.

Seeing this scene, Nighthawk also ordered the team driving the jeep to stop and cooperate with the other party to be inspected.

At the moment when the jeep and truck stopped, Castro, who knew what to do, did not wait for the militants in the lead to come over, and immediately walked to the militants in the lead, carrying a lot of things in his arms.

"Who are you?"

Under the light of the jeep's lights, the militant in the lead immediately smiled when he saw the cigarette and the small bottle of tequila in Castro's arms, which were mixed with a lot of cash.

"Mr. Reses, let us take care of things!"

Castro, who was very respectful, stuffed the best thing in his arms into the other party's hands very familiarly.

Sure enough, the smile on the militant's face grew even more when he felt the heavy cigarette and agave in his hand, as well as a small stack of cash.

Seeing that there were more things in Castro's arms, the militant who was also polite also beckoned, and the other militants who had been watching from a distance also hurriedly ran to Castro's front one by one, and divided the things in Kasrot's arms by dividing them by two.

During the day, Rethes did not dare to arrange a lot of militants to protect him, but at night, Rethes would send a large number of militant troops to strengthen the control of the entire neighborhood.

However, nothing major ever happened in the neighborhood, and the militants who worked at night always regarded the job as a chore. After all, in the summer, they have to endure mosquito bites, and in the winter, there are people who endure cold and starvation.

However, every once in a while, some people called by their own bosses will come here, and if you are lucky, you can get some benefits from these people.

However, it is the first time that these militants have encountered such generous people as they are today.

However, the militants did not notice that while they were scrambling for what was in Castro's hands, the truck behind them, as the tarp was lifted, and four figures in the darkness of the night, quickly jumped out of the truck, and then quickly got into the side alley, quickly disappeared without being noticed by anyone.

Not long after the four team members got out of the car, several militants who received the gifts also symbolically searched the two cars and then let them go directly.

"Whew~"

Castro, who returned to the car, felt the vibration of the jeep, and looked through the rearview mirror at the militants who were busy smoking and drinking, and Castro, whose back was covered with sweat, couldn't help but let out a long breath.

"Well done!"

Nighthawk, who was sitting in the passenger seat, looked at Castro through the rearview mirror in the car, and praised others for a rare time.

You know, when Castro got out of the car just now, because he was afraid that Castro would be exposed, one of Nighthawk's hands had already touched the trigger guard of the pistol, and as long as there was anything wrong, Nighthawk would not hesitate to shoot.

And Castro, after hearing Nighthawk's words, there was also a smile on his face for the rest of his life.

However, with this successful example, Castro's confidence was also greatly increased, and when the motorcade drove to the school gate, Castro used the same method to pass the interrogation of these militants and officially entered the school.

On the other side, in the alleys on both sides of the school, the four members of the team who had just gotten off the bus, that is, the members of the second operation team responsible for the pick-up, after successfully avoiding the search of the militants, divided into two response teams of four people, and quickly rushed to the pick-up location on both sides of the school.

Before the operation began, the four team members spent a great deal of time memorizing the entire map of the violent neighborhood. Even the manhole covers of the underground piping system are clearly remembered.

Because if there is a problem with the originally planned pick-up location, after consulting with the members of the 3rd Action Group, they need to immediately change to a new contact location, that is, find a new manhole cover that can be safely exited by the 3rd Action Team members and will not attract the attention of the militants.

At this time, in their minds, what is presented is an extremely accurate map of violent neighborhoods. And because of this, the members of the two receiving teams rushed to the receiving place in no particular order.

Luckily, none of them were spotted during the process, and the location they had chosen was safe enough to pick up the members of the 3rd Action Group.

Soon, under the joint efforts of the two, the manhole cover weighing dozens of pounds was lifted, and the members of the third action team who had already arrived at the destination had already arrived at the destination after seeing the team members who responded, and they also quickly drilled out the manhole cover, which can be regarded as completely stepping on the territory controlled by Resces.

Then, the members of the response team who successfully completed the response work also directly joined the team of the third action team. The third action team, which had been divided into two long ago, after successfully coming out of the underground pipeline system, also headed by Huang Fufeng and Han Bing, headed towards the gate of the school from two directions.

After turning a corner, Huang Fufeng and Han Bing, who were walking against the school wall, also saw the school gate in the center of the two, and even saw more than a dozen militants guarding the school gate.

However, now is not the time to start an operation, Huang Fufeng and Han Bing must wait until the gunshots are heard in the school before they can quickly attack and kill more than a dozen militants at the school gate, and then part of the team guards the school gate, and the other part of the team enters the school to meet the members of the first action team.

Just when the third action team led by Huang Fufeng and Han Bing was already in place, in the middle of the school, the central one of the three teaching buildings, and among a teacher on the third floor.

The five members of the tactical group of the Dragon Tooth Brigade, as well as Wang Cheng, the leader of the special service team, were tied up and hung in the air. In addition to Jiang Chen and the others, there were other people who did not know their identities who were also tied up in the room.

And Rethes's right-hand man, sitting in front of these people, Hill was playing with a revolver* pistol in his hand, and several heavily armed militants stood meticulously behind Hill.

In the room, there was a faint smell of blood, and in addition to the smell of blood, there was also a strange smell.

And Jiang Chen and the others, who were tied to the air, looked at Hill and the others very angrily, at this time they still didn't know what would happen next.

But the other people who were kidnapped, these people who had already experienced things, after seeing the revolver in Hill's hand (revolver * pistol is a forbidden word, only a revolver can be used), their faces were full of frightened looks, and Jiang Chen and the others who saw this scene also thought of something, and their faces gradually revealed a trace of horror.

Sure enough, Jiang Chen and the others in the next second saw that with a crisp sound, Hill, who was sitting in front of the table, opened the magazine of the revolver, and then used his fingers to take out the bullets in the magazine one by one.

However, Hill did not take all the bullets, and after leaving a bullet in the magazine, Hill, who quickly turned the round magazine, put the magazine back into place in an instant.

"Russian turntable!"

When they saw this scene, Jiang Chen and the others suddenly sounded in their minds about this extremely cruel game that they had only heard of, but had not seen.

The Russian Turntable, a gambling game that is said to have originated in World War I, was used by Russian soldiers in the barracks to drink to kill their sorrows.

As a result, this way of playing became known as "Russian roulette", also known as "Russian roulette".

The rules of the game are that the player places a bullet in the magazine of the revolver with six bullet holes, rotates the magazine randomly, and the player picks up the pistol and shoots himself in the temple.

If the bullet is not fired, the player can receive a large reward. But if a bullet is fired, the player will die.

Although this cruel way of playing is banned by the armies of countries around the world, it is very common among many terrorists and armed groups.

After all, if they win this game, they will be rewarded with a large sum!

However, this time the "Russian Turntable" is a little different from the legend. Because this time, instead of pointing the muzzle of the revolver at his temple, Hill aimed the muzzle of the gun at a guy tied to the air.

The man, whose mouth was taped with duct tape, whimpered as he writhed his body when he saw the muzzle of the gun, and his face was full of fear.

Soon, the man's pants gradually became wet, and the yellow liquid with the smell of urine dripped down the trouser leg and fell to the ground. Obviously, in the face of Hill's gun, the man was directly frightened and incontinent.

"Click!"

In this regard, of course, Hill, who would not stop, showed a smile on his face, but after pulling the trigger, as the sound of the firing pin hitting the air sounded in the room, the man who knew that he had escaped was directly frightened and fainted.

After discovering that the bullet didn't go out, looking at the man who had escaped, Hill's face couldn't help but show a look of disappointment.

However, Hill, who recovered quickly, slowly turned the muzzle of the gun, and finally aimed at Jiang Chen, who was tied to the other side!

"Captain!"

"Bastard, what's the matter, coming at me!"

When the other members of the tactical group saw this scene, they shouted in unison with their mouths not sealed, and their bodies twisted violently, trying to break free from the restraints, and Nalan Jun on the side said such a thing.

Because of this, the eyes of several people with angry faces were cracked, and they looked very hideous. If eyes could kill, now Hill doesn't know how many rounds it will take to die.