"Group B lost contact, negotiations failed, and Plan II was implemented. Repeat, negotiations failed"

The sound of communication, accompanied by a noisy electrical sound, came from the walkie-talkie lying on the ground.

Xia Shiyu looked around in horror, but couldn't see anything.

Just now, she heard a crisp sound of glass shattering, and the sound of a heavy object falling. There was no more sound in the room.

The room was dark and there was not a single glimmer of light. This made her vision blocked, and in addition to the window reflecting the moonlight, there was only endless darkness left in her sight.

If the negotiations fail, does that mean they have to tear up the ticket?

Thinking of this, a deep despair rose in her heart. The otherwise clean jeans were covered with dust and rubbed weakly on the ground.

The rope was like a poisonous snake that bound her to the corner, and no matter how much she broke free, she couldn't move the slightest.

Jiang Chen's weak murmur squeezed out of the thin lips that were sealed with duct tape, and Xia Shiyu closed her eyes tightly.

Will he save himself from despair as he did when he appeared with him that night?

"Help Me"

Although she knew that this possibility was very slim, maybe in the next second she would be cut throat by the kidnappers who decided to tear up the ticket and fall to the cold floor.

But she was still looking forward to something in her heart

"The target is killed. ”

The emotionless voice was accompanied by a mist of breath drifting from Aisha's lips.

Beneath the crosshair was a female corpse, blond hair mixed with blood scattered all over the ground. The 12.76mm bullet split her skull directly. The CIA agent died under her gun.

"Did you catch up?"

Her chest rose and fell violently, from the moment she received the two-dimensional coordinate signal from Jiang Chen's side. She almost stepped on the gas pedal to the bottom and rushed all the way here. After getting off the bus. She used her fastest speed to rush to the unfinished construction site of the tallest building nearby, and then lay down in the current sniper position.

It's almost a race against death.

If nothing else, from the moment the coordinate signal came, the battle on Jiang Chen's side almost began. Although he will definitely use signal blocking equipment to block the other party's communications, losing contact for a long time will inevitably arouse the suspicion of the other party's commander.

Fortunately, the hostage-taking group hid not far from the abandoned garment factory, and she finally caught up with the other party before he realized that the situation was wrong and tore up the ticket.

Move the crosshair. Aisha observed the situation of Xia Shiyu.

The hostage's mood is fairly stable, and there is no reaction to the shooting, which should be blocked by vision. It's okay, if the hostages scream because they're stimulated, it will make the situation worse.

Speaking of which, is she her husband's other wife? Well, it's pretty too.

Aisha thought as she reached out and turned on the radio life detection system next to the scope.

Blue ripples swept across the crosshair's field of sight from top to bottom, and a few red dots were quickly marked on the scope.

Moving the muzzle of the ghost sniper rifle, Aisha continued to point the crosshair at the white sentry who was warming his hands in the iron doorway.

"The second. Silently. She pulled the trigger.

Bang!

The bullet pierced the man's skull, and blood mixed with his brain spilled all over the ground. The sentry was killed, and the other party finally realized that he was being exposed to the sniper's gun, and the two red dots hiding behind the building moved rapidly. Ran into the building.

There was not the slightest wave in her heart, and for her, killing someone was as easy as breathing.

For Jiang Chen.

"Target exposure. The next step should be to control the hostages. Muttering to herself, Aisha raised her gun and moved back to the room where Xia Shiyu was. Pointed the crosshair at the doorway.

Sure enough, the red dot climbed to the third floor. Moved to the edge of the doorway.

The other party didn't rush in, and he could think of it with his farts and strands, and the room was definitely included in the sniper's shooting radius.

"Smoke bombs? Unfortunately, they didn't work for me. Ignoring the small crack in the doorway, Aisha aimed her gun at the concrete wall and pulled the trigger

"Damn, it's a PLA sniper, someone betrayed us!" Michael, holding his loaded pistol, breathing heavily.

"We may already be surrounded, take the hostages first. The black man with the assault rifle looked very calm and pulled a smoke grenade from his waist.

When you encounter a sniper in China, you don't have to think about it, it must be someone from the military. These agents are like rats shuttling under the feet of elephants, and if their whereabouts are exposed, they can only be trampled flat.

This is not Iraq, and it is impossible for the US aircraft carriers to cover their retreat with firepower.

However, just as the black man was about to throw smoke bombs into the room, the concrete wall he was leaning on exploded. The bullet went straight through the ten-centimeter-thick concrete wall, tearing his head to shreds.

"FUCK!" he cursed, and Michael immediately ran towards the staircase.

At this moment, he can't care about any hostages, the bullets of the enemy sniper seem to have eyes, he just wants to get out of this hellish place as soon as possible!

Running to the first floor, Michael immediately rolled out the window and rolled to the back of the abandoned building.

Leaning against the thick wall, he gradually regained a sense of security in his heart, it is normal for a bullet to pierce a wall, but it is impossible to pass through a building.

Looking at the open space about twenty meters next to the building, he struggled inwardly a few times, but he really didn't have the courage to rush over.

"Shit! What is that idiot doing at Miller? He scolded, but at the moment he didn't have anything to do.

Miller was the sniper in charge of supporting their operations, but there was no movement at the moment. Due to his solitary actions, he is not in the squad communication channel of Group C. The only one who could contact him was the dead captain Catherine.

"Hidden?"

Muttering, Aisha got up and put away her sniper rifle and headed downstairs.

Due to sniper deterrence, it is absolutely impossible for the other party to return to the hostage room.

Moving rapidly against the cover, his petite body quickly narrowed the distance between him and the target building.

Breaking into the courtyard walls, Aisha pulled her Type 11 pistol from her waist and walked towards the CIA agent hiding in the back of the room.

Her steps were light, cat-like, and she didn't make any sound.

A creepy heart-wrenching sensation suddenly crept into Michael's mind, but the moment he turned around, his eyes met the muzzle of the black hole in Aisha's hand.

Bang!

Ignoring the corpse lying on the ground, Aisha walked towards the room where Xia Shiyu was being held. (To be continued......)