The sound of the gun is very familiar, it is from the MP5SD6 submachine gun equipped with a silencer, the sound of continuous firing of precision weapons is very rhythmic, like the rapid footsteps of the Grim Reaper, more than a dozen gunners wearing black hoods and black bulletproof vests came out of nowhere, one by one bowed, and pounced in a well-trained tactical formation, the submachine gun in his hand sprayed tongues of fire almost, without pause.

Liu Ziguang's pupils suddenly constricted, the picture in front of him became slow motion, the bolt of mp5sd6 kept reciprocating, and a golden bullet casing was thrown out like rain, a gunman walked to Lao Wang's Toyota, raised the sIg pistol equipped with a silencer and shot into the car window, the action was cold and natural, Liu Ziguang knew that it was mending the gun, Lao Wang and the young man who didn't know the name had been beaten into a hornet's nest, and he still had to be shot twice, which showed that the other party didn't want to leave any alive.

The rainstorm of bullets swept into the room, everywhere was a mess, the two bodyguards downstairs were beaten like leaves in the wind, the gunmen burst in from three directions, Liu Ziguang quickly pulled out the gun and pulled the trigger, and the three gunners who rushed to the front were shot in the head, blood splashed and fell to the ground, and the submachine gun in his hand still spit out a string of tongues of fire, penetrating the ceiling and beating the already frightened housekeeper on the second floor into a sieve.

The pT92 in Liu Ziguang's hand did not pause, the semi-automatic pistol was almost beaten into a fully automatic company by him, the hot bullet case was thrown out of the shell mouth, the accurate bullet wedged into the gunman's head, a box of bullets quickly ran out, he turned his wrist, and at the same time pressed the magazine release button, the empty magazine ejected, the live magazine was loaded into it, the sleeve chamber returned to the chamber and continued to shoot, after the mysterious gunners lost four people, their arrogance plummeted, and they all lay in the garden outside and did not dare to take their heads.

"Let's go!" Liu Ziguang shouted to Chen Jinlin, his tone was calm as usual, Chen Jinlin was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, and hurriedly said something to Song Yao, who hurriedly took him to the back, just turned the corridor, there was a burst of gunfire like beans, listening to the sound of M4 carbine shooting, the gunmen acted carefully, how could they leave a way back.

Almost at the same time, two grenades were thrown in from the front yard, Liu Ziguang secretly said that it was not good, hurriedly got up and retreated backwards, just turned around and saw the silhouette of the gunman reflected in the corridor, he pounced forward, his body rushed forward along the smooth teak floor, his right hand raised and banged two shots, the gun was aimed at Chen Jinlin's head, and the masked man who was about to mend the gun turned into a rotten watermelon first, and a gunman behind hurriedly retreated, Liu Ziguang fired several shots at the wall, and the bullet penetrated the thin wooden wall panel and hit the person hiding behind, Suddenly, there was the sound of sandbags falling to the ground.

With a bang, the grenade exploded, this is not an ordinary grenade, but a shock bomb that can produce strong light and huge noise, even Liu Ziguang felt that his ears were buzzing, he looked down at Chen Jinlin again, he was dying after being shot in the chest, and Song sickle curled up in the corner of the wall trembling, his crotch was wet, and it was dripping.

didn't have time to think about it, first dragged the m4 carbine in the dead man's hand, and then took out two live magazines from the tactical vest on his chest, and suddenly Liu Ziguang's eyes lit up, and he saw two American-made grenades hanging from the dead man's waist, and he took them off, and inadvertently lifted the dead man's T-shirt, revealing a shield badge stuck on his belt, with four familiar letters on it: aT.

Liu Ziguang smiled bitterly, no wonder these bandits are so arrogant, they dare to fight in the rich area, it turns out that they are licensed bandits.

At this time, there was already the sound of combat boots stepping on broken glass in the hall, Liu Ziguang did not hesitate, pulled the ring of the grenade, and waited for three seconds before throwing it out, the grenade exploded in the air, and the air wave was blowing, and there was a ghost crying wolf howling in the hall, presumably the other party suffered many casualties.

The wound on Chen Jinlin's chest couldn't stop bleeding, his lips turned white, and he trembled and said, "Xiao Liu, I can't do it, you go quickly." ”

Liu Ziguang didn't say a word, tore off his shirt and tied it to Chen Jinlin's wound, put the pistol on his waist, hung the carbine on his body, picked up Chen Jinlin, kicked Song Sickle and said, "Are you going to wait for them?" ”

Song Yao quickly stood up, his legs were still a little shaky, and in the face of Liu Ziguang's muzzle, he defended in Cantonese: "It's none of my business." ”

"Go ahead! Go down and drive" Liu Ziguang waved his gun, Song Sickle trembled and led the way in front, just walked to the staircase, a human head was exposed below, just about to shoot, the person's head was blown up by Liu Ziguang's point shot, Song Sickle didn't care about being afraid, and rushed downstairs in one go, fortunately, there were not many gunmen in the back bread, and they were all killed by Liu Ziguang, and came to the garage, Liu Ziguang put Chen Jinlin in the back seat, and forced Song Sickle to be the driver's seat, and sat in the co-pilot seat with a gun, saying: "Drive!" ”

The high-horsepower Toyota off-road vehicle rushed out of the garage, and the gunman who was ambushed outside was suppressed by Liu Ziguang before he could shoot, and the off-road vehicle broke through the fence and broke into the road.

"Chen Gong, wake up, hold on!" Liu Ziguang shook Chen Jinlin's body, Chen Jinlin opened his eyes and smiled bitterly: "I didn't expect this mission to kill me, I can't hold on, the task is handed over to you, be sure to ......" Before the words were spoken, Chen Jinlin's head tilted and he fainted.

"Go to the hospital!" Liu Ziguang calmly said to Song Yao that he didn't need to threaten Song Yao with a gun, and the scene of exploding several heads in a row just now had left an indelible memory for Song Yao.

"No problem, no problem." Beads of sweat oozed from his head as he skilfully drove the car through the Manila night, and the shootout didn't seem to cause social chaos, and the people on the street did whatever they wanted, and they didn't even hear the sirens.

Suddenly, a checkpoint appeared in front of him, the police waved a fluorescent warning sign to stop and check, Liu Ziguang unloaded the half-knocked magazine, loaded a new one, pulled the bolt of the gun with a bang and prepared to come hard, Song Yao hurriedly dissuaded him: "Don't shoot, they are not in a group." ”

Liu Ziguang stared at Song Yao's eyes, and Song Yao also had the courage to look at him.

"Well, I believe you." Liu Ziguang put the gun on his lap and could shoot through the car door if necessary.

The car slowly pulled over, a policeman shook a flashlight to check, and said a few words to Song Yao in the local language, Song Yao immediately handed over his documents, which contained a few pesos, the police took the documents, stuffed the pesos into his jacket pocket, and inadvertently looked at Chen Jinlin, who was bleeding in the back seat, and Liu Ziguang, who was eyeing the gun, and didn't seem to be very surprised, nodded and went back, shouted something, and signaled that he could be released.

When the car got back on the road, Liu Ziguang let out a sigh of relief and asked, "Is this the virtue of your Philippine police?" ”

Song Yao said: "It's easy to be a police officer in the Philippines, as long as you are not stupid or disabled, like you in Hong Kong, you need to take an exam or something to be a police officer." ”

Liu Ziguang said: "It doesn't matter if you see someone with a gun? ”

"The Philippines can legally own guns, and the police didn't see your guns pointed at me, why bother, you know, our Philippines is a democratic country."

Liu Ziguang shrugged his shoulders and was speechless.

Song Yao drove to the door of a small clinic, stopped the car and said, "I'll call someone." ”

Liu Ziguang nodded, picked up the carbine and got out of the car to be on guard, Song Sickle directly pushed the door into the clinic, after a while, the person had not come out, Liu Ziguang faintly felt that something was wrong, went around to the back of the clinic, opened the false door with the barrel of the gun, it was quiet inside, slowly walked in to see, the clinic was empty, Song Sickle had slipped away.

Liu Ziguang was a little annoyed, but at this time, he couldn't track Song Yao, so he could only pack the medical equipment and medicine bandages in the clinic, and because he couldn't determine Chen Jinlin's blood type, he took a few packets of type O plasma from the refrigerator.

Back to the car, first drove away from this unsafe place, came to the wilderness and stopped, and then began to rescue Chen Jinlin, under the illumination of the headlights, Liu Ziguang tore Chen Jinlin's shirt, now fortunately the gunshot wound is a penetrating injury, the 5.56 mm SS1O9 bullet fired at close range did not roll too much, but directly penetrated Chen Jinlin's body, the bullet hole through the chest and back, and did not hurt the internal organs.

Wound cleaning, disinfection, hemostasis, bandaging, and then blood transfusion, infusion, busy with these, although Chen Jinlin is still in a coma, but there is already some blood on his face, Liu Ziguang checked his belongings, all the luggage was lost, and he didn't even have a communication tool, and then turned over Chen Jinlin's body, a mobile phone had been broken, there was only some change in the wallet, and there was a chip in his trouser pocket, which was probably obtained from Song Sickle.

The first time I went out on a mission, I encountered this kind of scene, the person in charge of answering was killed, my colleague was seriously injured, and I stayed here in a foreign country with no relatives and murderous machines, but I was still a novice, and I didn't even have an emergency contact number, even if I could find the phone, I didn't know who to call, you must know that this is a secret operation, and unauthorized disclosure is not allowed.

What to do next, Liu Ziguang has no spectrum at all, he is not an experienced agent after all, but he knows one thing very well, that is, a tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye.

First put Chen Jinlin on the flat ground under a big tree, hung the infusion bottle and plasma bag on the branch, and then searched for Song Yao's off-road vehicle, now an English version of the city map, Liu Ziguang found the street where Song Yao's residence is located, and then found the nearest hospital in this block, it happened that the car was equipped with a GPS navigation system, and the operating language was also English.

It was late at night, but the streets of Manila, a city that never sleeps, were still brightly lit and full of tourists, as Liu Ziguang imagined, the car was not wanted, because the efficiency of the local police was too low, he drove unimpeded to the parking lot of St. Mary's Hospital, just when a doctor came home from work, he picked up the car next to him, Liu Ziguang got out of the car and greeted him in English, and the doctor just turned around and received a heavy punch, and immediately passed out.

Liu Ziguang stripped off the doctor's white coat, pinned the badge to his body, buckled off the doctor's spectacle lenses, put on the spectacle frame, hung the stethoscope around his neck, and shrunk the telescopic butt of the M4 carbine to the shortest, hidden in the white coat, and the pistol behind his waist, and walked into the hospital gate in a grand manner.

There is always the same thing in hospitals in the world, the emergency room of St. Mary's Hospital is also on the first floor, the floor of the corridor is stained with blood, a group of police officers in blue uniforms are standing together in the distance and talking about something, the lights in the emergency operating room are on, and it should be the injured aTs who are being treated.

Liu Ziguang strode in, the police saw his obvious Chinese face, a little shocked, a high-ranking police officer just wanted to question something, when he saw this unfamiliar face of the doctor from under the white coat pulled out an automatic rifle and began to shoot.

The corridor was full of blood, seven or eight police officers were beaten into a sieve on the spot, and the lightly wounded people sitting on the benches on the side of the corridor with bandages were also beaten and covered in blood, leaving only the highest-ranking police officer trembling, Liu Ziguang walked to him, hit him on the head with the butt of his gun, knocked him unconscious, put away his carbine, pulled out his pistol and kicked open the door of the operating room.

"What are you doing! Get out" The surgeon scolded sternly in English, not afraid of the gun in Liu Ziguang's hand, and Liu Ziguang also replied in English: "I'm sorry, I'll be fine for a while." ”

After that, he raised his pistol and shot the half-dead assassin on the operating table in the head and heart, Liu Ziguang remembered that this guy's eyes were the ones he used to make up the gun on Lao Wang's head.