I quickly ran back to the main entrance of the church, where a few people were walking out of the gate with each other's arms. Nacho and I walked past the men at a quick pace, taking a closer look at them one by one. These people are generally old, and there are very few young people, which is normal, and how many young people can participate in such religious activities in such an open country in this era?

The sight of me and Nacho running over to these innocent people undoubtedly startled them again. They just stopped helplessly and just watched us approach them, without making any movement or speaking.

"Not these people." I shook my head as soon as everyone watched it. Although the guy we are looking for is probably wearing makeup and is very good at disguise, I am sure that these people are not, because the fear in their eyes at the moment is real, not only fear but also a kind of overwhelm and inexplicability, which means that they don't know what is going on from the beginning to the present, let alone who we are or what we do.

I quickly turned my head to look in other directions, and Nacho quickly asked the men where they had run away. I looked out in the direction of the church gate, and about a hundred meters away from us, there were five or six people running in a panic. I immediately ran after them, and although I didn't see the dressed man depicted by Krzhakov, I thought he would be in the crowd, because if you walk alone you will be very conspicuous at the moment, and it will be easy to expose yourself, and you can only hide yourself effectively if you are with other people.

I quickly caught up with these people, all of whom were also elderly, and after I caught up, they all squatted directly on the ground in fear, and each hugged his head. I quickly checked, and there was nothing we were looking for, so I quickly turned around and looked on, and there was a fork in the road, one to the east, and one to the south-west, the same road I had taken when I came to the church. I looked at the two roads and said, "Is there anyone else?" In which direction did everyone else go? ”

Just as I was asking, Nacho came running after me, and he said to me as he ran, "The people in Group D have come out of the church, and they haven't noticed anything. ”

Nacho's words were expected, but they still annoyed me. I quickly turned my head to look at the people who were squatting on the ground and said loudly, "Where else are people running away?!" ”

I was very loud, but none of the people crouching on the ground answered. The reason is simple, they are so frightened that they don't know what to say, as if they will be killed if they open their mouths.

Nacho turned to me and said, "It's useless to ask them. As he spoke, he pointed to the road ahead, "Let's go one by one... ”

Without waiting for him to finish, I raised my feet and chased after him, and said as I ran: "I'll take the east side, and you can go to the square." ”

Nacho didn't answer, but ran out with me. At the junction we split up and ran out.

On this road to the east, the light is not very good, and the interval between the street lights is relatively large. I saw that there were quite a few people walking forward, about a dozen of them, and many of them seemed to be hobbling, so most of them were supporting each other and walking forward not very fast. I quickened my speed and chased after them, and when I was still twenty or thirty meters away from them, they happened to run past a street lamp, and by the light of the street lamp, I suddenly saw a figure with brown and red hair flashing by.

The figure caught my attention as I slowed down slightly and raised the muzzle of my gun. I didn't call them to stop because I was afraid of alarming my target, and while I wasn't sure if it was the figure at the moment, I didn't think it would be too bad. The reason I think this is simple, firstly, this figure must be a man, and secondly, this group of older people should not have such a bright hair color. Everyone knows this common sense, whether it is Asian or European and American, no matter what the original color of the hair is, it will fade as you get older. And this brownish-red hair color is obviously too conspicuous among this group of elderly people. I remember what Kerzhakov said to me not long ago when he described the target, "This man looks younger than he looks in the pictures." "This is obviously deliberately dressing up with a gap between your actual age, and the most important thing to make people look young is the hair, a bald head or a head of white hair is obviously easy to make people feel old.

I slowly approached them, keeping an eye on the figure I had just seen in the crowd. When they were still more than ten meters away, a person walking in the middle of the crowd suddenly sat directly on the ground with garlic under his feet, and this person fell and even the last two people in the crowd stumbled and almost fell, and when these people either fell or lowered their center of gravity to stabilize their bodies, I saw that figure again.

This time the figure suddenly became extremely clear, the style of clothes on the body was the same as Krzhakov said, the color was darker, it was not dark green, it was more like dark blue or black at the moment, which should be caused by the lack of light. At the moment he is holding the phone in his left hand, and in his right hand... Hold a gun!

"Don't move!" Just as I shouted, the guy suddenly turned around and pulled the trigger.

I ran to the side of the road and tried to fight back, but the shot made the people who were still staggering forward panic again, and I could only vaguely see the figure suddenly pick up speed and run along the road for a while before turning into a small alley.

"It's B2, it's B2! Discover the target, discover the target! I chased after him and shouted into the communicator.

"Report your location, and the direction he ran out!" Krzhakov's voice came immediately.

"The southeast side of the church. C1 knows the direction I'm running out. The target fled into a small alley, and I was in pursuit! "I can't describe it exactly at the moment, because I don't know the name of the alley, let alone where it leads. All I know is that I can't lose him, I have to bite him to death.

I quickly came to the mouth of the alley and took a quick peek inside. This alley is not a straight alley, the road inside is a little winding, and there seems to be something piled up in the middle. As I struggled to find the other man's figure, a dark figure flickered in the shadows next to a telephone pole, followed by two gunshots. I instinctively shrank back when I saw something flickering, and two bullets hit the wall of the alleyway in front of me. As soon as the gunfire fell, I heard footsteps in the alley, and the footsteps seemed a little heavy, and it sounded like I couldn't run.

The battle continues。。。。。。。 Keep fighting...

(End of chapter)