I put the sights back on the spear and double-checked the muffler on the gun to make sure that when the trigger was pulled, there was no loud noise that would alarm the neighbors.

The night was quieter, and the sound of gunfire could be heard for at least a kilometer.

If you don't want to be on the front page of tomorrow's news, you have to do everything you can to make as little or no noise as possible.

Eventually, I gave up on the spear.

During my three years in Dunhuang, I learned to think deeply and introspect, knowing that at all times, I must avoid touching the bottom line of the law. Even when doing a righteous and good deed, it must be based on abiding by the law, otherwise, there is no difference between a righteous fighter and an illegal gangster, and this battle will become a mutual assault with violence.

The four of them came very slowly, and judging from the overall battle layout, they were responsible for delaying and supporting the work, and playing substitutes for the first two combat groups.

When the regular army fights against the characters in the rivers and lakes, they are generally quite arrogant, and rarely pay attention to the stragglers on the rivers and lakes, because the combat experience and weapons of the two sides are not at the same level at all, just like an adult sneaking up on a baby.

Perhaps in the minds of these four people, matching reinforcements for two combat groups is simply anti-aircraft artillery to fight mosquitoes - overkill.

I took off the man's clothes in the corner, put them on myself, and found the camouflage ointment in his pocket, and rubbed three coats on each cheek and forehead.

To be on the safe side, I brought this man's short gun and *.

In a one-on-four situation, I have to settle the fight quickly. Otherwise, if I don't shoot, the enemy will shoot too, expanding the situation infinitely.

I went straight south down the alley, then turned left and approached the foursome from the side.

When the two sides were thirty paces apart, I deliberately made a movement and bent down and rushed out of the shadows.

"What's the situation? Is it solved? The observer with a telescope in his hand and a night vision device on his forehead waved his hand.

I first pointed in the direction of the gate, and then made a special combat gesture with both hands to "stop attacking".

The four of them stopped and looked over together.

I ran a few more steps forward, and suddenly fell by the gazebo of a small street square, rolled twice, and then curled up on my side, motionless.

This kind of performance usually occurs when a sniper is shot from a distance.

The gazebo is my bunker, and if I want to complete the one-on-four mission, I must create favorable terrain and advance and retreat reasonably in order to succeed.

By the time I burst out of the alley, I had already chosen this gazebo.

The small square was also twenty steps away from the nearest courtyard on all sides, and if you fought with hand-to-hand, you should not wake up the sleeping people. There used to be six street lamps, but now all of them are broken, and the only source of light is the street lamps on the main road a hundred paces away.

The brains of the group of four are observers, and the other three are all actors. So, he's the only target I'm hunting.

My "shot" performance drew the four of them over, and during the run, the observer dragged at the end, constantly looking at the rooftops on all sides.

The snipers arrived first, rushed into the gazebo, and set up their guns to the north to act as a guard. The other two leaned over my side and reached out at the same time, looking for wounds on my body.

We rolled over, grabbed both of them by the neck, and pulled hard in the middle. With a bang, the two of them bumped their foreheads together and fainted at the same time.

When the sniper heard the movement, he immediately turned his head from the right side, and his chin and neck were folded at an angle of more than 90 degrees.

Without much effort, I slammed his palm under his left ear, and he snorted and fell limply.

The gazebo became darker and darker, and the observer knew that there was a situation here, but he could not see clearly, so he could only rush forward while throwing away the binoculars, drawing a gun in his right hand and holding his wrist with his left hand, and entering a state of battle.

I silently drew my gun, and as he approached the gazebo, I quickly fired it from the side, the muzzle muffler pressed against his right temple.

"Ditch the gun and drag the other two to the gazebo." I commanded softly.

In this case, there could be no other act of resistance, but to do as I said, and drag the fainting companion into the gazebo.

I forced the observer out of the gazebo and went all the way to the easternmost dark alley, far from the place where the incident had occurred.

"Put your head in your hands, your chest against the wall." I gave the order in a low voice.

The observer had no choice but to do so.

"How many of you are here?" I asked.

"Eight people." He replied.

Including him, I have already subdued eight people, and this should be all the people Tang Hui notified on the phone.

"Where are you from?" I asked.

"Asia, Zone P." He replied.

That code name refers to Futenma, and the Pentagon uses the English alphabet to name military bases around the world, such as Area P representing Futenma, Area Y representing Iraq, and so on. In addition, the Pentagon has named high-tech research bases in Arabic numerals, such as Area 51, which is dedicated to cutting-edge scientific and technological research, and Area 11, which is used for Arctic underground life detection research, and so on.

"Who lost the lockbox?" I continued to ask.

"It's Captain Cheng Jie, and he's been recalled to the base." The observer hand answers.

"What security measures are in place for the lockbox?" I then asked.

"I don't know, it's another job, it's not about us. Our mission was only to escort Captain Cheng Jie to Dunhuang to prevent the threat of assassination from the Northern Emperor. The rest is not under our disposal, and we must not ask more questions or interfere. He replied.

This answer is basically correct, and according to the US military's operational law, the duties of the escort unit and the personnel involved in secrets are completely separated, and there will be no confusion. Even in the most dangerous situations, it is a supreme principle that personnel involved in secrets do not disclose secrets to the escort team.

The lockbox was given to Tang Hui, and it can be speculated that Tang Hui was able to open the lockbox and access those secret files.

Of course, if it weren't for Tang Hui being too careful and wanting to hunt and kill Jin Xiaowan, then these eight people would not appear at all.

"Alright, you can rest." I waved my hand lightly, and the handle of the gun struck the back of the observer's neck, and he fell.

"Did Jin Xiaowan do anything to the lockbox?" That's the biggest problem right now.

South Korea's "Golden Hand Gang" is not only the No. 1 thief group in South Korea, but also the No. 1 in the world, and its stealing thinking, methods, methods, and plans have become a textbook for thieves in other countries.

Personnel of the Interpol office on Hong Kong Island once informed Lei Dongtian that he must strictly guard against the "Golden Hand Gang," because the ambitions of this gang have no limits, and on the surface they are mainly engaged in "stealing," but in fact their network has extended to most industries on the rivers and lakes, even including the arms smuggling industry, which is the most profitable and has the fastest cash circulation.

Jin Xiaowan gave me a problem, how to answer, directly related to my cooperation with Tang Hui.

I quickly returned to the bungalow, did not entangle with Tang Hui, and immediately went to see the general.

"Transfer, go somewhere else, it's become a transparent zone." I say.

I was out fighting hard to repel the people of the world, but Jin Xiaowan was in a good mood and was busy in the kitchen, cooking a big pot of pasta.

"Eat noodles, eat noodles eat noodles." Jin Xiaowan brought the pot to the table, took three plates, quickly set them up, and then began to serve the noodles.

The general looked at me helplessly: "The little girl is hungry, there is no way." ”

I don't remember having pasta at home, and even if there were noodles, they could only be instant noodles and dried Chinese noodles. In addition, there are Argentine red shrimp tails, beef bacon, Japanese kombu knots, yuba, green bamboo shoots, tomatoes, purple cabbage, and fish balls in the pot...... Blah bla

"Where did all this come from?" I asked.

The general spread his hands: "The little girl went out to buy it." ”

In the middle of the night, no shops are open. What's more, there are no red shrimp tails, kelp knots and the like in the nearby stores, which are only available in large supermarkets.

"What's going on?" I looked at the little golden bowl.

"Uh...... I took it in the store. Jin Xiaowan replied.

"Take?" I frowned slightly.

"It's not taken, it's ...... Stealing. Jin Xiaowan also frowned, "The store is not open, I'm hungry again, and you only have instant noodles in your kitchen...... I didn't take it in vain, I left the money, really, left the money, and left a note explaining the situation. I know that Bai Gongzi often says that there is a way to steal. Therefore, I will definitely give money when I take things, and I will not take them in vain. ”

I smiled wryly and shook my head: "Give money?" Leave a note? You didn't steal it from the store, you should have stolen it from your neighbor's house. In that case, who should leave money and notes? ”

Jin Xiaowan dropped his chopsticks and jumped up, pointing at me with both hands: "You, you, you—"

When I meet this kind of person, I also feel that my head is big. If it weren't for Xiaobai's relationship, I would rather open the door quickly and send her off and invite her to take care of herself.

"You're a very good man, a great smart man, a great understanding man." Jin Xiaowan's expression changed very quickly, just now he was still blushing and red eyes and about to attack, but in a blink of an eye, he turned into a willow spring breeze, smiling.

The general couldn't help but let out a "huh", and was also taken aback by this little girl's ability to control her emotions.

"Bai Gongzi said that Mr. Long is a righteous and awe-inspiring person, so even if he steals outside, he can't say stealing, but he should be civilized, and he should say 'take'. Moreover, if Mr. Long doubts, he must say that he has left money and a note to explain the situation. Only in this way can we win the favor of Mr. Long. I listened to Bai Gongzi's words the most, so well, Mr. Long asked, and I also said according to Bai Gongzi's teaching. There's no way, Mr. Long doesn't believe it, and I really can't help it. That's it, I was hungry, the store didn't open in the middle of the night, and the neighbor's refrigerator forgot to close, so I went and picked up some casually. If I really leave a note, your neighbor will immediately call the police and arrest our large group of neurotics, hahahahaha......" Jin Xiaowan leaned back and smiled and pointed at me and the general, just laughing, refusing to say a word.

I can't characterize the practice of Jin Xiaowan, because in many cases, most Jianghu people can't do this kind of thing, and only a thief group like the "Golden Hand Gang" will regard "stealing" as a matter of course.

"This is the only time, not the next one." I said with a calm face.

"Okay, okay, got it, don't take it as an example." Jin Xiaowan's expression changed again, jumping up and down to serve noodles to everyone, and I don't know where to take out five bags of shredded mustard, two boxes of pickled pepper and phoenix feet, and a bag of five-spice boiled duck gizzards.

"Don't take it as an example, don't take it as an example." Without waiting for me to speak, Jin Xiaowan nodded again and again.

There was a sound of footsteps in the living room, and Zhao Tan walked out.

"Eat noodles, eat noodles, come and eat noodles." The golden bowl is self-cooked, and it is said hello loudly.

Zhao Tan, who was chattering, actually summoned him, walked to the table, and sat down unceremoniously.

"Eat noodles, I guarantee you have never eaten such a hearty pasta, it is absolutely delicious, the taste is super, and the super pasta from the Korean cooking master Kim Xiao Wan—" Jin Xiao Wan was elated.

Zhao Tan just picked up the chopsticks, and Zha Ye and Aunt Zha also came in with short guns.

"Eat noodles, come and eat noodles, I cooked a big pot, everyone has a share." Jin Xiaowan shouted.

Cha Ye and Aunt Cha looked at each other, and also walked over, each picked up a bowl, and sat in the corner to eat noodles.

"Enough fun, haven't you?" I asked.

Jin Xiaowan tilted his head to look at me, with a smile on his face: "I've had enough, but you have to eat a big bowl of noodles before I can feel at ease." That lockbox thing worries you, doesn't it? Rest assured, I'm not interested in it and can't open it, so no one knows what's inside. ”