In the evening of the same day, on the beach in the Beihai Sea on the northern border of China, there were corpses lying horizontally and vertically, not to mention seventy or eighty people. The originally pale golden sand beach was dyed a bright red color, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood. If you have to find a common point for these corpses, it is that their bullet parts are all in the center of the eyebrows.

For the Red Corps, which was completely annihilated, dying at the hands of an opponent with such superb marksmanship was not a very wretched.

On the seaside, on the roof of a military Humvee, there was a beautiful woman, wearing a tight black combat training uniform, with a thermal missile on the back of her head, and the dazzling gold version of the desert eagle in her hand kept spinning, pulling out all kinds of gun sparks. This special sand eagle is limited to 100 pieces in the world, and its accuracy is enough to crush a qiē of its kind.

The blood-stained sunset slowly set in the west, radiating brilliant light at the top of the sky, looking like a broken rainbow.

The members of the Viper team were examining the corpses one by one, and this kind of intense battle was not easy for them, but it was not too difficult to deal with. So everyone's face didn't show too much tiredness. There are many people in the Red Legion, but in front of the unpredictable small-scale tactics of these national elites, they are completely like nothing.

Four people, against eighty-six people, converted to a mathematical ratio, is 1v20.

This is not a particularly dazzling number on the Secret Service's existing battle damage rankings.

So far, the best record is still held by the pervert who destroyed the headquarters of the enemy airborne division in depth and retreated with all his body.

Just as the autopsy was nearing the end of the team's work, an impatient alien soldier suddenly burst out, took a few steps forward in full view, and pulled an anti-personnel grenade from his waist......

The direction of the grenade throw is the military Humvee that is harvesting like a steel beast in battle.

If it weren't for the existence of that thing, they would have been able to hold out until dark and engage in an evenly matched night battle with the Chinese agents.

Rebel armed groups like the Red Corps have been brainwashed by the strict political authorities, in other words, they have long put life and death on the line.

"Boss, get out of the way!" was the first to react was Lynn who worked for the assassination team, and she was known as the most terrifying assassin the Secret Service had ever seen.

When her life was at stake, the woman on the roof of the car did not dodge at all, but calmly pulled the trigger.

The bullet slid through the chamber of the gun, broke through the wind, and collided with the grenade with precision, sending a terrifying shockwave in mid-air.

The red soldier's face was filled with sharp shrapnel, and then he flew straight upside down and fell at the feet of the team members.

When the group members saw this thrilling scene, a hanging stone fell to the ground in their hearts.

"Lynn, get me a can of beer, I want ice. The leader of the group shouted.

The Viper Team is a brand new team of the Secret Service, with only four people on the team: Lynn from the Assassination Team, a ghost from the Intelligence Group, and a Demoman who loves to study bombs.

They are specifically responsible for solving problems that other teams can't solve, and they belong to the top combat effectiveness of the Secret Service.

Their head was the pretty woman on the roof of the car drinking a cold beer.

It seemed that the smell of blood in the air and the smell of gunpowder after the battle did not arouse her disgust in the slightest.

"Chief, when are we going home?" the ghost stroked the exaggerated heavy sniper rifle in his arms like a baby, and as the best sniper in the entire Secret Service, he had the right to decide who he saw in the sniper scope, which even he felt scared of.

"What's the hurry, how nice the scenery is here. The woman did not look at him squarely, still immersed in the infinite reverie of the sunset.

The ghost stuck out his tongue like a child and said to Lynn, who had the body of a devil, "Do you want to go for a walk?"

As he said this, he pointed to a dense coconut grove not far away, and his expression looked quite excited.

"If you're staring at my **, I don't mind going to the head to make a small report. After saying this, Lynn added, "You know, she has always loved women. ”

"Cut, stingy. The ghost pursed his lips, stuck the barrel of his sniper rifle into the sand, and muttered, "I've noticed that the head has been a little out of shape lately." ”

"What's wrong?" said the Demoman.

"She often looks into the distance by herself in front of the sunset. The ghost smiled, sticking his tongue out and licking his lips.

"That's normal, if you also have a handsome brother. Lynn said.

"Don't tease the baby, that kid who often plays with his opponents isn't handsome at all, right?" The ghost seemed to be jealous: "At least he still has a certain gap compared to me." ”

"Poof......" Lin laughed out loud at first, then put the tip of the thorn on her fingertips, and sarcastically said while balancing, "I never realized that you were much more humorous than Chaplin." ”

"Cut!" the ghost raised his middle finger, "If you want to sleep with that kid, just say it, you don't have to beat around the bush." ”

"Ahem, you're right, the next time I meet him, I'll definitely make this request. In Lynn's opinion, the guy codenamed Scythe didn't seem to have a boundary with purity.

"Okay, okay, when you guys do that kind of thing, I'll call the head over for a visit. The ghost put his arm on the Demolition's shoulder.

"Thank you. Lin answered, took a few steps, and suddenly turned back: "Actually, you two are a good match." ”

Hearing this, the Demoman suddenly felt a chill, he was a scientific maniac with zero emotional needs, and he preferred to sleep with a bomb in his arms than in his arms to sleep.

It was getting dark, and when the last rays of the setting sun sank into darkness, the woman on the roof got up and jumped out of the car.

The sea breeze swept the waves and made a rattling sound, like a kraken singing.

"Wrap up. The woman gestured and took the lead in the carriage.

"Boss, I made a bet with the ghost, and he said you didn't dare to invite us to the bar to pick up girls. The ghost grinned.

"Really?" the woman smiled back, "What are you gambling on?"

"This month's salary. ”

"Then congratulations, get ready to eat instant noodles for a long time. ”

"Aren't you, Boss?" the ghost felt desperate, and he wanted to take back the bet.

"Well deserved. Killer Lin made up for it viciously.

The four of them were talking and laughing all the way to find a gas station, when the car phone suddenly rang.

Lin in the passenger seat hurriedly connected to the video call, and the appearance of the old director was quickly displayed on the screen.

"Hello, Director, we're on our way home. The ghost waved his hand in a daze.

But they soon found that the old director's face looked rather solemn.

"Miaomiao, I'll make a long story short, the headquarters received Lynch's distress signal, and after an in-depth and thorough investigation by the technical department, the original emission point of the signal still has not been determined. ”

"You...... What are you talking about?!" Lin Miaomiao's originally quiet eyes suddenly became panicked.

"Don't worry, the Secret Service will never give up on any of its members, and I have sent someone to the Ministry of Industry and Information Technology to find assistance, I believe that there will be a time when the problem will be solved. ”

"What can I do?" The panic only passed on Lin Miaomiao's face, and she quickly regained her cool head.

The more of a crisis situation, the more inappropriate it is to be immediate, which is a necessary quality for professional agents.

Negative emotions such as anger, unease, and entanglement can weaken one's judgment of the situation.

"Our Secret Service has detected the mobile phone signal and found that Lynch has been active in Yanjing frequently during this time, and according to my inference, he should have caused a lot of trouble. The old director analyzed.

"Okay, I'll go to Yanjing City to investigate immediately, and ask the headquarters to cooperate with my secret operation!" Lin Miaomiao immediately asked.

"Of course, this is our own family business, and the headquarters will fully cooperate with you, what do you need?"

"Give me a helicopter, and a few members of my group, it's enough!" Lin Miaomiao replied categorically.

The crew members in the carriage cheered up one by one, and they all knew what Lynch meant to the leader.

The entire Secret Service may never find a more tacit partner than the two of them.

"Boss, it seems that the sickle has caused a lot of trouble this time. The ghost said.

"I know my brother, he's not a troublemaker. Lin Miaomiao corrected.

"That's it, Xiaoqi's temper has always been very good, I think he must have been framed. Lynn frowned.

"Either way, that kid is not only our comrade-in-arms, but also the ace of the Secret Service, and we must save him. The Demoman, who had been silent, said that he had been on many missions with Lynch, so he had a good opinion of Lynch, at least that guy could always clear the obstacles in his way when he took him to infiltrate the enemy.

He had many seamless blasts, all of which were done under the cover of Lynch's subtlety, the most brilliant of which was the direct destruction of an extremely important underground arsenal in the Wa Kingdom.

Under the driving of Lin Miaomiao, the performance of the military Humvee has been exerted to the extreme, which makes the team members who are accustomed to seeing thrilling scenes apprehensive one by one.

But for Lin Miaomiao, she is the same as the vehicle she drives, she is so invincible.

On the way, her eyes kept coming back to Lynch as a child, he was like a skinny little turnip, always following her like a fart.

At that time, they had not yet become members of the Secret Service, but were sent to the barracks for special training, along with many of the orphans who had been collected.

The way she trained agents was much harsher than that of ordinary soldiers, and until now, she still remembers it vividly.

It's such an unforgettable summer......