Zheng Xudong was lying on the roof of the Rocket Pavilion of the American Air and Space Pavilion, staring at the 15th-17th windows from the left on the 12th floor of the Mandarin Oriental Hotel 1052 meters away through the infrared scope, and sure enough, it didn't take long for the lights in the three windows to turn on, Leon Panetta's figure appeared in the scope, and the two agents behind him checked the inside and outside of the hotel room thoroughly, and then went out of the room.

After a while, Leon Panetta sat at the desk and seemed to be very tired, but at this time the rain was getting heavier and heavier, as if God wanted to make up for the mistake of not raining in the previous stage, and all the rain that was missing in the previous period came out tonight, and the heavy rain was like a pour, forming a rain curtain in front of Zheng Xudong's eyes, and Leon Panetta's figure gradually disappeared into the scope, and there was only a red glowing humanoid shadow in the scope.

Zheng Xudong took out the phone from the space, "Xiao Ai, call Leon Panetta's phone and encrypt this call." ”

"Yes, master, the phone has been dialed. Xiao Ai's answer was concise and crisp.

It took a full ten seconds for Leon Panetta to pick up the phone, Zheng Xudong teased the director on the phone like cat and mouse, and when he was on the phone, thunder exploded in his ears from time to time, and even a lightning bolt hit him two meters away from him, forming an electric field that made the hairs on his body stand up. But this continuous explosion solved a puzzle that had puzzled him for a long time, that is, how to stop Leon Panetta without alerting the two CIA agents outside the door. It was this thunderbolt that struck his mind, and he wanted to use the thunder of nature to drown out the loud noise of his gun.

He lay motionless on the roof like a ghost while talking to Leon Panetta a thousand meters away on the phone, while adjusting the parameters in the scope, he did not aim at Leon Panetta's head, the target was too small, the first shot was easy to miss, he decided to aim at the upper torso, this 12.7mm bullet of the stunner hit the upper torso into a bullet hole, and out of it was a wound of a large bowl of sea, this wound was also fatal.

When he said to Leon Panetta, "It's funny that a dying person still has such great curiosity!", the index finger of his right hand had been gently put on the trigger, and at the moment when he was about to shoot, Xiao Ai in his mind suddenly said: "Stop!" Zheng Xudong quickly took his index finger away from the trigger and asked in his mind: "Xiao Ai, what's the situation?"

"Master, after my calculations, your Barrett M82A1 sniper rifle can't penetrate the bulletproof glass of the Mandarin Hotel. Xiao Ai hurriedly said in Zheng Xudong's mind.

Zheng Xudong continued to talk nonsense with Leon Panetta on the phone, and said to Xiao Ai in his mind: "How is it possible, this is a 12.7mm bullet, and it can't penetrate a layer of bulletproof glass?!"

"Master, it is already raining rain, and at least 5,000 rain curtains have been formed in the short distance of 1,052 meters from you and the Culture Hotel, which has a great impact on the trajectory and kinetic energy of the bullet. Of course, that's not the point, if just one layer of bulletproof glass would pierce the glass and hit Leon Panetta's torso as you said, Leon Panetta would definitely die! But I just found out the design drawings for the company that renovated the Mandarin Oriental, and they installed three layers of thickened bulletproof glass for the Mandarin Oriental, and they also injected two layers of industrial super adhesive glue between the three layers of bulletproof glass. So, at such a distance, at least five thousand rain curtains, three layers of bulletproof laminated glass, master, after my computer calculations, the bullet you shoot will penetrate the last layer of bulletproof glass, but will be caught by the last layer of bulletproof glass and industrial glue. So, you have to change your gun right away. ”

Hearing Xiao Ai's words, Zheng Xudong did not hesitate, he believed in the calculation results of Xiao Ai's intelligent life in the gamma galaxy, which was unmatched by any computer on the earth. The Barrett M82A1 sniper rifle that had been quickly placed was received into the space, and then he took out the anti-materiel ram NTW-20 that had made many great contributions to him, this anti-materiel ram rifle made in South Africa was 1.8 meters long and weighed 31 kilograms, and the reason why it was followed by a "-20" was because he was firing a high-explosive bomb with a caliber of 20 mm, so some people also called it a sniper gun. Because the international community stipulates that the difference between a gun and a cannon is the caliber of the bullet, and those exceeding 20 mm must be shells, but the bullet of this South African-made NTW-20 anti-materiel ram rifle is exactly 20 mm, so most people still call it a "gun", but its power has been shown when Zheng Xudong rescued the Chinese spy "Potato", one shot broke the helicopter's propeller spindle, another shot burst the helicopter's fuel tank, and the third shot burst the fuel tank of the Humvee military jeep. The second time it was used to arrest the female CIA agent in Area 51, and it was used to knock out the Black Hawk helicopter that was coming to rescue the female agent, and only fired two shots, the same shot broke the propeller spindle and the other shot hit the helicopter fuel tank. Today it looks like we're going to trouble this "old fellow" again.

Racking up the gun, turning on the safety, and adjusting the firing parameters of the infrared scope at a distance of eight, Leon Panetta's red figure reappeared in the scope.

Zheng Xudong was delaying time on the phone, in fact, Leon Panetta was not delaying time and wanted to use his mobile phone to lock Zheng Xudong's location, Zheng Xudong was talking while calculating the explosion that would come for a while, and suddenly a lightning bolt crossed the dark night sky, instantly illuminating the entire city, Zheng Xudong knew that the explosion would explode on time five seconds after the lightning, and calculated the time and said to Leon Panetta: "Have you cherished the last few days in the world? Say goodbye to this world!"

"Boom... "The thunder rang out at the same time as a gunshot from NTW-20, and I saw a 20 mm caliber bullet spewed out with a three-foot-long flame from the muzzle, passing through countless rain curtains, and coming to the window outside the living room of room 1208 of Fanghua Oriental Hotel. Panetta's abdomen, the huge kinetic energy has actually not only pierced Leon Panetta's abdomen, but directly tore it into two pieces from the abdomen, and the bullet flew backwards with the upper body for another two meters before the kinetic energy disappeared.

Zheng Xudong filmed the whole process with a high-speed camera in the space, of course, he just took the adjustment camera out of the space, and then Xiao Ai controlled the camera with wireless WIFI to shoot it.

Zheng Xudong saw everything that happened after the shooting from the camera, he was very satisfied, received the NTW-20 anti-materiel slam rifle into the space, and then put the camera into the space, took out the plane, sat in the plane, pulled the joystick and flew in the direction of the hotel, the length of the plane's two wingspans was just enough to get through the glass hole with a diameter of 30 centimeters.

After entering the hotel room, Zheng Xudong put away the plane and took out the camera, and looked at Leon Panetta, whose eyes on the ground had begun to slowly fade, "Now believe that I can kill you!"

Zheng Xudong took out the female agent who poisoned and assassinated him directly from the space when CIA Director Leon Panetta still had the last trace of sobriety, and then threw it on Leon Panetta's body, "I said I would let her die in front of your eyes, and I will do what I say! Go to hell and repent!"

At this time, Leon Panetta, who fell to the ground, had a flush on his face, and a light suddenly shot out of his eyes, and he struggled to say, "You are... How... Do... Do... At this point, he breathed a sigh of relief, trying to get an answer before he died.

Zheng Xudong knew that this should be the so-called return to the light, he laughed coldly twice, and said, "I won't tell you!"

"You... Good... Poison!" Leon Panetta stretched out his right hand and pointed at Zheng Xudong's face and said the last three words of his life, then stared at a pair of unwilling eyes and swallowed his last breath, and after his death, his hand still pointed to the position where Zheng Xudong was standing.

"Knock knock!" the door of the hotel room rang three times, "Are you okay, Director?" It seems that although the thunder drowned out the gunshots, the sound of Leon Panetta falling to the ground still alarmed the two CIA agents standing guard outside, "Lord Director! If you don't speak, we're going to bang on the door!"

Zheng Xudong used his last time to pick up Leon M. Panetta dropped the mobile phone on the ground, then checked his pocket, turned out a wallet in it, and didn't have time to look at it and threw it directly into the space with the phone, and then walked to the desk and received the CIA's special IBM laptop on the table and the black briefcase next to it into the space, seeing that nothing was left in the room, he took out the plane and sat inside, and flew out again from the hole in the living room window, and the plane rushed into the dark rainstorm night and quickly pulled up and disappeared.

At this time, the door of room 1208 of the Mandarin Oriental Hotel was locked three times, and finally could not resist the two tall CIA agents were knocked open, everything in front of them stunned the two agents, the existing reason and knowledge told them that the director must have been saved, and it didn't matter who the woman next to him was now, and it was also a dead person from the external characteristics, and the two of them knew that this was the first scene of the crime and must be protected, so they quickly took out the phone and called up the deputy director of the CIA and dialed it, and now the time is a quarter past two in the morning, which is when people are sleeping soundly, and it took a full thirty seconds for the phone to be answered very reluctantly"If there is no important thing to call me at this time, I will kick your ass at work tomorrow, and then send you to go to Guantanamo Bay, and guard it for the rest of your life." What the hell is it that I say I can do now?