Hong Yen just wanted to see Hanoi in the late seventies, then walk through the city and continue south. He didn't want to make trouble, and he didn't want to make a big move. To be honest, with his means, it is not difficult to destroy the city of Hanoi. If he really does this, Hong Yan may not be able to feel at ease for the rest of his life. Therefore, he chose the seemingly relatively remote side streets and alleys as much as possible, so as not to let irrelevant citizens intervene. Although this nation is very annoying, he cannot do anything against weak women and children or unarmed citizens.

The two dozen or so people followed closely as well, occasionally shouting loud warnings to the citizens to get out of the way. They are quite familiar with the roads of Hanoi, and from time to time they will send some people to take shortcuts, but they are always close to catching up. Hong Yan walked unhurriedly, indeed walking, and it didn't look fast at all. He never fired again. This made Captain Huang Sheng, who opened his mouth wide and panted, both depressed and surprised. For a moment, he said to himself, "Don't chase anymore."

The news has spread, and the garrison command is already arranging search and interception. As long as you don't lose track of him, it's only a matter of time before you catch him.

Walking out of the alley, and in front of him was the street, Hong Yan found that the soldiers were in groups of three or five in a defensive formation, looking around vigilantly. He turned around, approached the courtyard wall, ran a few steps, turned the corner of the wall pistol "Woo Woo Woo" a few roll calls, and then jumped into the courtyard wall. The three people who were caught off guard were shot and overturned.

Hong Yan's body is exposed, which will attract a counterattack. However, the guns of the Vietnamese special forces always beat slowly, and each time they seemed to hit, and when they calmed down, they knew that they were phantoms. They are not rookies, and the guns in their hands are not fired randomly.

Hong Yanru turned on the radar and appeared in front of Huang Sheng's team of special fighters out of nowhere. Roll call headshots, guns don't go empty. Red mist and white pulp, bloody and terrifying. Hong Yan heard the terrifying screams of citizens and the crying of children coming from the surrounding houses. He can't see it, and he doesn't bother in his heart.

Huang Sheng's eyes were red at this time, like choosing people and devouring a desperate beast, eager to devour the "little devil" in front of him alive. The dead soldier is just a small soldier, but he is a brother of life and death who came from the fight against Midi! More than 30 veterans who have survived a hundred battles, even the special forces of the Midigh, do not dare to resist. I saw that figure, but I couldn't grasp it at all, and a strong sense of powerlessness rose from the bottom of my heart.

He didn't know why the little kid who had just said that he was relatively gentle would suddenly get angry and be so bloody and violent. The two countries have been fighting for life and death for more than ten days, how can there still be such an absurd and ridiculous view. He couldn't help but feel sorry for the shameless thought just now. It's also a shame.

A child with wandering eyes in an alley, in a courtyard wall, or on a rooftop cannot be caught by pistols, rifles, or machine guns. However, grenades, mortars, bazookas, etc., are not available. What is called a rat trap and a restraint, today I finally realized it.

Huang Sheng hid behind the wall and again ordered the signal corps to call for reinforcements. When the order was given, I looked up and saw that a black dot in the air had changed from small to large, and it was black with light smoke. "Grenade!" As soon as he realized it, he was thrown to the base of the wall. "Boom", a defensive grenade with a huge impact, destroyed the entire yard. Captain Huang Sheng fainted.

"Old squad leader......" "Chief ......" and other titles, and all the guns of the remaining soldiers were suppressed towards the last exposed position of Hong Yan. Then a rain of grenades fell. The grenade finally shot, the captain died, are you still afraid of this bit of jars?

How could Hong Yan sit still and wait to die? He had already flown two blocks away. It's too easy to kill the remaining dozen or so people. Leaving the dilapidated and narrow city, I crossed two main streets, and more and more soldiers were deployed on the streets. "Mobilize the people!" Hong Yanxin said. He can avoid it without alarming, and he will never do it if he can avoid it.

In front of a ten-story reinforced concrete building, I don't recognize the Vietnamese alphabet on the outer wall, but I still recognize the French "Banque". Bank? Is there any money? Hong Yan was very suspicious that Vietnam at this time had anything other than the Vietnamese dong. Banks don't have to be where the money is. Where there is money, it is not necessarily the bank. Imperialist state banks often suffer from "money shortages" and go bankrupt. In later generations, Huaxia's banks also shouted that they had no money. Hong Yan didn't want to engage in a lot of worthless Vietnamese dong "wiping ditches", and he cut the hip * groove very tangled.

It's still some time before it gets dark. Gotcha, keep running! Hong Yan then ran aimlessly. What he didn't know was that the Vietnamese Capital Garrison Command was very busy at this time. It's amazing a day! In the morning, it was still a few hundred miles away, and at noon it was only a few dozen miles away, and in the afternoon it was in the city. They even thought about how nice it would be if there were city walls, and once the gates were closed, they couldn't get in or out, where would there be so many things! The most elite secret service brigade has already sacrificed more than 20 people, should it be piled up with ordinary soldiers?

Thankfully, there were no reports of casualties among ordinary citizens. Encirclement, pursuit, and interception are necessary. In the capital of a country, how can the enemy be like no one, it is simply a slap in the face of Chi Guoguo. How can the world's third military country be embarrassed? There is only one enemy, no matter how lethal it is, how much ammunition can it carry? How much physical strength and energy? Drag him to death.

A large number of military and police officers were dispatched to Hanoi, and the citizens were naturally able to make corresponding judgments. At this moment, the people of Hanoi are panicking, and the north is coming?

After Huang Sheng came to his senses, he was saddened when he learned that the soldier lying on top of him had been sacrificed. What a soldier! did not die in battle, but was killed by a sneak attack. "Little Beikou has lost his trace!" A bloodied soldier reported the situation after the captain fainted, and the last sentence almost made Captain Huang Sheng faint again. He commanded the two major squadron leaders who came in to lead the soldiers to continue the pursuit in the direction of Hongyan's "escape".

Hong Yan didn't run anymore because he "saw" an area in front of him that seemed to be a defensive point. There are light and dark sentinels, and there are fortifications like bungalows. The fortification walls are reinforced concrete structures forty or fifty centimeters thick, and the defense is relatively strong. There were three or five people in the fortifications, armed with different guns. The fortifications are cross-distributed, and there are no dead ends. The perimeter is clearly demarcated, and there are even fewer pedestrians around. What exactly is this place?

After flashing into the unmanned room, Hong Yan entered the fairy garden. "Rest first, keep them busy! Don't get tired of these little arms and legs! He smirked wickedly. Take a bath, rest, eat, and then sort and collect the hard-earned things in the fairy garden. this

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it gets dark. Out of the fairy garden, the room was still empty. However, he did not alarm his master and flashed into the darkness outside the street. Although it is poor, Hanoi is the capital after all, and basic electricity is still guaranteed. The streets are generally dim, and occasionally a dozen or so storey high-rise buildings are brightly lit, illuminating the world.

No matter how small the mosquito leg is, it is still meat. The fact that Vietnam is poor now does not mean that there is nothing. As the saying goes, "thieves don't go empty", phew, how can you be called a thief? Interest-earning. He turned and jumped to the bank he saw in the afternoon. The bank has an underground vault, and he can't hide his eyes. The leaves fell silently, and Hong Yan floated into the backyard of the bank. The staff were all off duty, and the guards on duty dutifully patrolled with great care.

Hong Yan suddenly remembered that in this era, although there is no monitoring equipment such as television, there are still necessary alarms. It is difficult to communicate effectively with people in their limited Vietnamese, and they are afraid that they will not be able to ask for the key if they catch the guard. The only way to do this is to use brute force, which will inevitably attract reinforcements from soldiers and police on the periphery. Estimating the reaction speed of this era, the reinforcement time will take at least three to five minutes.

Sitting in the dark, Hong Yan reviewed the bank robbery he had seen in his previous life and planned his action steps. Then he got up, made a vertical leap, clicked on the sixth floor, and went up to the tenth floor. Then stun all the guards from top to bottom. The Broken Blade struck again, returning to the surface and entering the basement, a flickering blue bolt slicing through the heavy protective door. After crossing three paths, Hong Yan kicked away, and a triangular hole appeared in the middle of the gate. The broken triangular door flew straight in, then rolled down the stairs.

Hong Yan ran a few steps and landed in front of the next iron gate, concocting the same way. Immediately after kicking it away, a flash grenade was thrown in. "Woo-la-...... Woo-la-......" The piercing sirens finally sounded.

Hong Yan rushed in, stunned the six blinded guards, and went straight to the room at the end of the vault area, and after breaking down the door again, he went straight to the pile of golden "bricks" and fragments. He didn't bother with the other rooms or anything, and then quickly ran out of the basement, jumped out of the bank, and disappeared into the night. The before and after time does not exceed two minutes. Nearer flashlights and car lights flickered in the dimly lit streets.

Huang Sheng led the team again. In the afternoon, during the tracking, all traces disappeared inexplicably, and after expanding the search area to no avail, they had to collect the team and return to the camp. However, there were still dark whistles on the streets. Before he could take a bite of dinner, the order came again, and he had to put down the dishes and chopsticks, swallow a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and go out of the room.

Entering the bank, a line of soldiers stood guard on the perimeter. The police have already begun to investigate the scene. However, after Huang Sheng led the team to arrive, he immediately took over the reconnaissance. The police reported that as soon as all the guards on the tenth floor were unconscious, and the basement was forcibly broken, he knew that there was a big problem. The rough palm caressed the smooth and neat section of the basement door, and I couldn't figure it out, what kind of tool was this?

There was no bloody scene inside the basement, and the flying triangles smashed down a steel frame. When the president of the bank arrived, he glanced at the hall and went straight to the small room where he was sure that there was no loss. Seeing the only room that had been broken, Elder Xing's face turned pale, his soul was pouring out, and he was sweating like pulp.

"What's missing?" Huang Sheng asked.

The governor was trembling and speechless.

"What exactly are you missing?" Huang Sheng became impatient and his voice became louder. The temper of the special forces is not ordinarily large. In terms of the position of president, it is two levels higher than him.

"Gold...... Jewelry...... Jewels ......" The governor wiped his sweat, let out a long breath, and his words suddenly became fluent: "3,000 kilograms of gold bricks, 96,000 ounces, and countless jewels that have not had time to melt." ”

Huang Sheng's heart tightened, and he glanced at the governor who gradually calmed down, and asked for more blessings! He sighed again for no reason, most of the gold came from the expelled Chinese. The Chinese have a habit of collecting and wearing gold jewelry. The Chinese were driven out and went abroad, and the two countries with excellent "comrade + brother" relations were on the same footing, and eventually a war broke out. Human life is like a mustard!

Politics is a game played by the top leaders, and they just do what they want. Huang Sheng began to inspect the scene, looking around, where can I find traces?