Because there is almost no pollution, the night sky in Washington is beautiful.

"You alone are my savior and comfort, and you are the only light I can't describe."

Sasha was speaking Russian, her voice so soft that it was barely audible. This is a poem by the Russian poet Yesenin, and only when it is recited in pure Russian can people experience the sorrow contained in it.

"Don't wake up my old dreams, don't be discouraged by my attempted ambitions."

Luo 'Gate' recited two sentences according to his own impression, but he could not remember whether this was the first part or the last part, and he forgot the last part of these two sentences.

Sasha looked at him with surprise in her eyes.

"Because I've experienced it all my life, that premature exhaustion and trauma."

Romen stood up and saw a tear welling up from the corner of her eye. "You think of your mother?"

Sasha smiled and wiped away tears. "When you think of this poem, you think of your mother? No, I'm just a little worried, worried about what's going to happen later. ”

Luo 'Gate' gently patted the butt of the gun on the side of his head. "There's nothing to worry about, you just have to run out of bullets in this gun and your mission is done. The rest is up to me. ”

Sasha turned over and turned her back to Ro'mon. "You don't understand what I'm worried about."

Luo 'Men' hugged her from behind, and his heart was once again 'excited' at her soft curves.

Sasha hugged his arm. "If something happens to me, Martha knows what to do for me. What about you? If something happens to you, what do you need someone else to do for you? ”

Ro'mon did not speak.

Dead A-team comrades don't care if anyone has done anything for them. If they want someone to do something for them, they don't have to go to the battlefield at all. They are willing to die silently and are proud of it.

Not hearing his answer, Sasha turned her head to look at him inquiringly.

Sasha lay face to face with him, looking him seriously into the eyes. "In a few hours, you might be dead. It's a suicidal mission, and I'm not sure you're unaware of that. ”

Ro'men smiled. "I wouldn't be here if I didn't know that."

Sasha's eyes became strange. "So you killed yourself?"

Ro'mon's smile was flat. "I always believe that as long as we don't dwell on those issues related to death, and don't be 'confused' or 'confused' by those concepts of life and death, we will not die."

Sasha seemed to have something to say to him, but held back, and she rolled over again, curled up in Romen's arms.

"I went to the Georgian border and married my husband there." Her voice was low. "At that time, we were lying together like this, waiting for a battle that could happen at any time."

Luo 'Gate' suddenly. By the Georgian border, she was referring to the area where the border war was taking place between Georgia and Russia. During that intermittent war, Georgia, with the support of the United States, hired many former Russian sharpshooters to fight Russia, and many students from 'shooting' schools on both sides joined the fight. It's no wonder that Sasha's 'shooting' skills are so good, because they have been trained in actual combat.

"We met at biathlon competitions in China. He could have competed in the Olympics, but that was the time when an enemy sniper killed him. ”

She suddenly began to sob, and Luo Men didn't know what to say, so he could only hold her tightly in his arms. This 'woman' obviously has experiences and stories that he didn't think of.

After a while she calmed down. "That night was very similar to what it is now."

Luo 'Men' was stunned and couldn't help but curse. "Hell, aren't you cursing me?"

Sasha turned around with a smirk. "Aren't you able to look at death like a thinker?"

In the starlight, she looked as pure as a baby.

Luo 'Men' couldn't help but kiss her on the 'lips', and her 'lips' still had the faint aroma of 'lipstick' and the salty smell of tears. Sasha hesitated for a moment, then opened her lips to meet his temptation.

This 'kiss' wasn't as 'intense' as they were when they ***, but both parties were more engaged until they finally needed to breathe and had to separate.

Robert was woken up from a dream by a telephone ringing.

Bob's voice sounded like someone had choked his neck.

"Luo, the Chinese already know that there are guests in 407."

“***！” Robert cursed in a low voice. "Where did you get this from?"

"It was the Mole that informed us. The Chinese knew the 'fox' residence at least five hours ago, but judging by the 'mole' rank, I would rather advance the time to ten hours. ”

Startled, Susan rolled over impatiently. In order not to disturb his wife's sleep, Robert 'touched' his glasses and quietly went to the living room. It was still dark outside, and the hour hand pointed to four o'clock in the morning.

"What are we going to do now?" Bob asked on the phone.

Robert didn't speak, he was still wondering how the news had been leaked, and Bob's gasp on the phone sounded as loud as a car engine.

"Hey, Luo, I'm waiting for your answer." Bob's voice grew louder.

"How did the *** Chinese get the news?" Robert couldn't help but curse again.

"It doesn't matter now, the important thing is that they already know about the place 407, are we going to transfer him out?" Bob's voice was a little angry, too. "I knew that we would pay him the 10 million today, and we could arrest people tomorrow, and then we wouldn't have to worry about the life or death of this Chinese!"

"Don't worry, what if they knew? That place is under our protection, Bob. Robert rubbed his brow wearily. They know that the news is one thing, but what they do is another, and we'll come back to that tomorrow. ”

Bob laughed on the other end of the phone. "It's a pleasure to see your famous calmness, Rowe. Well, we'll talk about that tomorrow. But I wouldn't be surprised if the safe house was blown up in five minutes. ”

Robert put down the phone and poured himself a glass of wine. He's sleepy now.

The Chinese are really powerful. Even on the streets of Washington, it is rare to see Chinese faces, but they can get the most secret intelligence of the United States. Of course, you can't see American citizens entering and leaving freely on the streets of China, and the United States can always get China's most confidential intelligence, but the United States is waving money, a lot of money, but what do Chinese rely on? Is the renminbi more attractive than the dollar?

Bob's fears may be justified.

Having drained the whiskey in his hand, he picked up the phone again and dialed Bob.

"Tell the red team to carry out the contingency plan and bring the 'foxes' into the naval base."

Bob's voice was drowsy.

"Wise decision, Luo, so we can get a good night's sleep."

Sasha suddenly woke up from her dream, and the voice of Luo 'Gate' came from the walkie-talkie used as a communication machine.

"Eagle, the bird has been dispatched, do you hear that?"

Sasha immediately came to her senses and crouched down in front of her binoculars. But she immediately found herself too nervous, and at this time she could not see the convoy escorting Lin Yongquan. She lifted the blanket from her rifle and focused her eyes on the M3 telescopic sight.

This type of sight uses a double-type cross-sight reticle method, which is convenient for quickly guiding the line of sight to the center of the sight in a dim environment, and is also conducive to 'precisely' aiming at small targets at a long distance. The weather was nice today, and the visibility on the streets was enough for her to see her target.

She just didn't know when Rommon had left her.

Ro'mon' continued to hear from the walkie-talkie.

"The convoy has three vehicles and the target has been confirmed. There were two people in the first car, the target and three people sat in the second car, and in the last car there were two people, including the sniper. Complete. ”

Sasha put her eyes on the binoculars again. "It may not be possible to observe the location of the target in the car, over."

Ro'mon' seemed to be smiling. He should be in a stolen car now, and Sasha hears the noise of the engine.

"That's right, so I'll attack. You have to listen to my commands. ”

From the street below, the screeching sound of emergency brakes could be heard. Through the binoculars, you can see a blue 'sedan' rushing out of 17th Street and parking on the side of the road, about 700 meters away from Sasha.

The lights lit up the streets, the CIA convoy was already in view, and Sasha moved her cold fingers and pressed her eyes to the scope. It seemed that she could see her movements, and the voice of Luo 'Gate' also came.

"Listen to my commands and break their engines. The order is second, first and third, respectively. Complete. ”

Each car in the convoy was about 30 meters apart and was traveling at about 70 kilometers per hour. On the bright street, the black 'color' Lincoln car looks dignified and steady. Soon the first car had passed by the blue sedan of Luomen, and the sound coming through the walkie-talkie was still calm.

"Fire."

Sasha pulled the trigger.

The armor-piercing projectile with a muzzle velocity of 820 meters per second easily 'fired' into the engine of the Lincoln, and the second car immediately lost power and slid forward by inertia. The third car immediately slowed down. The Lincoln's excellent braking 'character' was expressed, and the body roared across the road, but it still hit the car in front of it and stopped not far in front of the blue car at Romen.

Rommon jumped out of the car and approached quickly as he opened fire on the car with a Remington 870 shotgun. At such a close distance, the first solid lead bullet broke the structure of the bulletproof glass, followed by a second shot, which shattered the glass. Between Romen's left hand and the shotgun handguard was an M64 shock grenade with the safety ring removed, which was thrown into the third car at the same time that Romen threw the shotgun.

The intense flash and loud noise temporarily incapacitated the two men in the third car, and Luo Men, who had put on his earplugs and closed his eyes beforehand, lifted the M-4 hanging under his right shoulder and rushed to the second car crooked on the side of the road.

Sasha used two shots to get rid of the engine of the first car, which also rushed to the side of the road.

Steve and Billy are sitting in the car. After the car failed, they jumped into the street, and because the exact direction of the attack had not yet been discovered, the two men hid next to the car one after the other. Steve pointed an M-4 with a sixfold sight in Sasha's direction, but Sasha knew that he couldn't spot the camouflaged 'shooting' position six or seven hundred meters away.

Sasha saw through the binoculars that Ro' had cleanly disposed of the third car, and even she could hear and see the light of the shocking grenade.

"Continue to wreck cars." On the intercom, Luo Men's voice was still so calm.

Sasha blasted the remaining two armor-piercing rounds into the engine of the second car, then swapped for another magazine as fast as she could. By this time, Billy, who was in the first car, had already decided to support the rear car, but as soon as he got out of the back of the car, Sasha shot him in the shoulder. The 7?62mm bullet shattered his shoulder blade and almost knocked his arm off his body. Steve still hasn't spotted Sasha.

When he rushes out and drags the fainted Billy back to the car, Sasha doesn't shoot him.

The most difficult part of this operation is that when you can, try not to kill people. The person in the first car was about a hundred meters away from the person behind her, and she was completely under Sasha's suppression, so there was no danger to Luo 'Men' for the time being, so she turned her attention to the second car.

Jose realized something was wrong when the car lost power, but the third car that hit him briefly left him unconscious. When he came to his senses, he saw a tall, ski-masked man in the rearview mirror charging towards them with an M-4 with a drum.

Jose kicked the car 'door' and 'shot' at the person with a Glock pistol, and Will, who was sitting in the driver's seat, also came to his senses and opened the 'door' of the car on the other side, trying to 'shoot' at the person with the G36 in his hand.

Luo 'Men' was not worried about the pistol, the body armor on his body armor was enough to withstand the pistol bullets, but the fire of the G36 was fierce enough, so he immediately suppressed the opponent with a burst of 'fire'. The hundred-round drum provided sustained and ferocious firepower, and the bullets rattled the bulletproof body of the Lincoln sedan, and Will and Jose were so overwhelmed by the bullets that they couldn't lift their heads, and Romen took the opportunity to throw another shock grenade. This time he used the NO25TD porous flashing stunner, which was louder and brighter than the M-64 and was capable of emitting one or three explosions in a row. Will and José had already prepared for this kind of attack, but the continuous loud noises made Will and José temporarily lose their combat effectiveness. Luo 'Men' pulled out the P226 Sig pistol from the holster on his 'leg' and shot them in the shoulders of each of them.

He opened the car door behind him, and an agent had just woken up from a coma, when Luo Men smashed the butt of a rifle on his head and caused him to faint again. Another agent buried his head in front of his chest, and after watching the shock, Rommon pulled his head and found that his face was covered in blood.

As soon as Lin Yongquan recovered from the impact, he saw the muzzle of the black 'hole' and 'hole' aimed at his face. For a moment, fear gripped his heart, temporarily incapacitating him from breathing.

Then he saw the cold eyes of the gunmen.

"Hello, traitor." Cold, authentic northern accent.

Lin Yongquan let out a miserable smile and closed his eyes tightly.

Sasha saw through the binoculars that Romen was aiming his gun at the car, but she immediately observed the agent in the first car sneaking out of the back of the car. This time she calmly 'shot' the shot, which hit the agent's big 'leg', and his screams sounded heart-rending in the night.

She looked through the binoculars again, only to see that Romen had pulled a man out of the car instead of shooting.

She hurriedly grabbed the walkie-talkie. "What the hell are you doing? Kill the target! ”

Luo 'Men' did not answer, but continued to pull Tang Bai towards his car, and on the way he knocked down another agent who climbed out of the third car.

It wasn't until he got back in the car that his voice came over the intercom.

"The mission is complete, get out immediately. Complete. ”

Sasha couldn't help but yell into the walkie-talkie. "Kill that target before you complete the mission!"

But all that came from the intercom was the sound of static electricity, and the blue 'colored' Lincoln was already heading for 17th Street.

That's when Sasha realized that it had only taken less than a minute since she 'fired' her first bullet. A shrill siren sounded in the distance, and the efficient SAR police had been alerted and must now leave. Packing up her rifle and collecting the shells, Sasha quietly descended into the street along the rope she had tied in advance.

She pulled on her sports jacket and left the neighborhood in the shadow of the streetlights.

The surroundings have not changed, still immersed in the silence of the night. Sasha knew that her and Romen's mission was complete, and that the two had to go their separate ways without the need to see each other again. Thinking of Luo Men's calm and gentle eyes, she suddenly felt a little melancholy in her heart.

There's one thing she can't worry about. She couldn't understand why Luo 'Men' didn't kill Lin Yongquan on the spot, but risked being found to hold him hostage, which made her mission not so satisfying. This is not a situation that she can control, all she has to do is to report the entire incident to An Nianrong in full.

She went back to her car, which still smelled of the incense and 'waves' used by Luo Men. The Chinese appeared like a ghost and disappeared like a ghost, and if it weren't for the cold rifle around her, Sasha would have thought she was dreaming.