[Chapter Word Count: 2385 Last Updated: 2015-04-1513:02:49.0]

For this group of terrorists who are in danger of China's security, Qin Jun will not have the slightest mercy!

The submachine gun quickly ran out of the last bullet, and there were already five foreigners lying all over the ground with bullet holes outside! Four of them are already dead and can't die anymore. Another was struggling in agony on the ground, the bullets breaking his legs, but not fatally wounding him!

Qin Jun frowned, lifted the MP5 submachine gun in his hand, took a few steps forward, and smashed the butt of the gun on the opponent's head.

Boom!

With a muffled thud, the skull shattered, and the undying terrorist immediately fell to the ground.

"Huaxia Country, it's not a place where you scumbags can get their hands on it!" Qin Jun threw away the blood-stained submachine gun, pulled the remaining grenade, and threw it accurately on the pile of white goods in the house.

Lift an M20 bazooka from the ground, turn around and go.

Rumble!

Qin Jun's feet had just stepped onto the stairs. The room with white goods piled up, suddenly there was a dull explosion, the whole building shook again, all the white goods were shocked by the huge impact, the house was blown up, the white fog flew, and the white goods worth tens of millions of soft sister coins in the black market were wiped out in this way.

Carrying a somewhat heavy bazooka, Qin Jun quickly ran to the corridor on the second floor in a few quick steps.

At this time, the door on the first floor was opened, and several terrorists rushed in from the outside and rushed into the gate in unison. After entering the door, he slowly approached the second floor with his pistol in hand.

Qin Jun smiled coldly, hid sideways behind the wall, and then raised the bazooka in his hand. Aiming at the balcony, pressing the launcher button, a whistling rocket, rushed out at great speed, dragged a long tail, and shot towards the closed balcony on the second floor.

Bang!

The three-story building was overwhelmed by the sound of a third explosion, shattering the windows of many rooms, and a large hole was blown open at the end of the corridor on the second floor.

The reloading process of the bazooka is more complicated, Qin Juncai will not waste time on this, he casually threw the hot bazooka down the stairs, and then pulled out the two pistols pinned to his waist with a brush, kicked the ground with both feet, and quickly ran towards the opening of the rocket.

At this time, next to the big truck in the warehouse, Han Yu was lying in the car, smoking a cigarette leisurely. When he heard three loud explosions in a row behind him, he stretched his waist, got up slowly, and looked at the time on his watch.

"The show is almost over!"

Hanyu yawned, put on a new pair of sunglasses, jumped out of the car, and then dragged a sniper rifle from the compartment and walked slowly towards the place where the explosion occurred.

The second floor was not too high, and Qin Jun calculated the distance.

When he stepped out of the end of the aisle, he jumped and landed firmly on the ground, rolled on the spot twice, and slowed down the impact of the jump before standing up.

As soon as Qin Jun stood up, two bullets hit his feet.

The terrorists outside the building, hearing the loud explosion, immediately put down what they were doing, and rushed to the scene when they heard the sound, and when they saw a strange Chinese man jumping down from the building, they raised their guns and shot at them.

Qin Jun jumped left and right, like a nimble loach, quickly dodging the flying bullets. At the same time, raising his hands, the two guns sprayed sparks at the same time, and fiercely fired back at the opponent.

There were too many people on the other side, and the bullets exploded again and again under Qin Jun's feet, and after Qin Jun's body flashed to a wall like a ghost, the bullets crackled and hit the corner of the wall, and bricks and soil flew sideways.

The numerical superiority of the two sides was instantly revealed, and Qin Jun was a little shy from being suppressed by the terrorists' firepower alone.

Seeing that the other party was beaten, the terrorists of the church did not dare to raise their heads, so they seized this opportunity and rushed towards the corner of the wall where Qin Jun was hiding while shouting and shooting.

Messy footsteps are heard approaching.

Qin Jun suddenly took off his school uniform and threw it into the air, and at the same time, he quickly lay on his back on the ground, and kicked his legs against the wall violently, and the huge reverse thrust from the wall made Qin Jun's whole body slide on the ground.

When the terrorists saw the target appear, they subconsciously raised their guns and shot them into the air.

When they saw the battered clothes slowly falling in mid-air, they realized that something seemed to be wrong.

Qin Jun would not give this group of enemies a chance to react, after kicking the ground with both feet, in the process of sliding on the ground, I saw him raise his gun with both hands, and quickly shot a counterattack bullet towards the terrorists on the opposite side.

Bang Bang

Qin Jun's pistols were very rhythmic, always one in front of the other, staggered without interfering with each other, and the gap between them was not even more than half a second.

He is undoubtedly a master of guns, and even with two pistols in hand, he is still very terrifying in terms of speed and accuracy. When shooting, you hardly need to aim, relying on your instincts cultivated over many years of shooting.

Shooting at close range, almost every bullet can open a bright and piercing blood flower on the opponent's body.

Several terrorists who rushed to hear the sound were killed by Qin Jun's two pistols in a few blinks of an eye.

A total of 10 people on the other side were killed, and there were still many terrorists in the courtyard.

Qin Jun didn't want to die with them here, after all, the bullets in his hand were limited, and the other party seemed to have a lot of combat power.

And what Qin Jun feared the most was the sniper mercenary - Han Yu.

Qin Jun couldn't figure out what the other party was thinking, if at this time, Han Yu ran over and held a sniper rifle to yin himself, then he would have to drink a pot of water.

Anyway, the white goods of the Scarlet Church have also been blown up by themselves, and the information has been passed on to the top. The rest can be left to the top for headaches.

Say withdraw, withdraw!

Qin Jun didn't hesitate to turn over and jump up, raised his pistol, and retreated outside the church while shooting at the terrorists who were rushing in.

At this moment, a person approached him, and it was a young priest with a silenced pistol.

"Who are you!" The priest's Chinese is still very lame.

When Qin Jun saw this priest, he was overjoyed, and with a snap of his gun, he hit the other party's hand holding the gun.

The priest was in pain for a moment, and subconsciously threw away the gun in his hand.

Before the priest could come, a dark shadow suddenly rushed towards him.

Qin Jun restrained the priest lightly, put a gun against his head, and concealed his entire body behind the priest's body.

This priest was the least combative of the terrorists, and because he knew the Bible well, he was invited to be a priest.

Qin Jun's intentions were obvious, he wanted to kidnap the priest and then take the opportunity to escape.

At this time, Han Yu rushed over from the side of the truck, holding a sniper rifle in his hand, when he saw Qin Jun, his face inadvertently showed a look of approval, but when he saw Qin Jun holding the priest hostage, he couldn't help but sigh and wink at Qin Jun secretly.

Qin Jun didn't quite understand the meaning of the cold rain, and still kept retreating.

More and more people came around, including the nun from before. The nun was holding a submachine gun in her hand, and the muzzle of the gun was always pointed at Qin Jun and the priest, and when she saw Han Yu coming over, her face showed a hint of joy, and she hurriedly said:

"Dear Rain! Use your sniper rifle and take him out! ”

"My dear Whost, the priest is still in his hands!" Han Yu pointed to the priest who was held hostage by Qin Jun and reminded with a smile.

The nun smiled coldly, pulled the trigger, and with a click, the bullets from the submachine gun shot out of the chamber one after another.

Qin Jun never expected that the other party would shoot at his companion, so he hurriedly dodged to the side.

Blood flowers bloomed on the priest's chest, and the priest's body swung left and right, and finally he snorted and fell to the ground, blood gushing out of the bullet holes on his body, and he died no longer dead.

"Dear Rain, now you can make a move!" The nun snorted coldly.

Han Yu's eyes sank, and he quickly picked up the sniper rifle in his hand and aimed at Qin Jun.