30. A brilliant explosion like fireworks

Eleven o'clock in the evening.

The noise of the bar in the distance was faintly audible, but most of the people in the neighborhood were already asleep, and occasionally a lamp or two lit up alone reflected in the window, and figures swayed in front of the lights.

At eleven o'clock, the street lights in the two rows downstairs suddenly flashed and all went out.

After a while, two black unlicensed vans drove downstairs, and when they got downstairs, one stopped at the front door, and the other slid into the back alley.

As soon as the car stopped, eight sturdy men in black combat uniforms and hoods came down from above, and the shiny AK47s in their hands still smelled of gun oil, and they ran into the alley and joined each other vigorously.

As the car approached the intersection, the man in overalls, who was squatting on the side of the road, stood up, swept away the decadence on his body, walked to the side of the car, took the weapon from one man, and stood in a line with the others.

The blonde-haired Smith also got out of the co-pilot in full gear, holding his M4 in his hand and carrying gear on his chest, looking up at the dark night sky, he raised his hand and made an offensive gesture.

"RED, YELLOW, go upstairs! Black team, stay downstairs with me. ”

9 people were divided into two groups, two people carried out an old-fashioned door breaker from the car, followed the first group of 4 people upstairs, and the three people downstairs divided into triangles to enclose the whole building.

In another building on the elevated side of the building, Smith's comrade Kyle was lying behind a window, a high-precision SR-99 sniper rifle was placed in front of him, the window glass had been cut through a small hole, and the barrel of the gun was close to the hole.

His eyes were on the back of the night vision sight, in which the pale green cross was aimed at Smith, and when he saw Smith attack, he slowly pointed the barrel upwards at the dark window.

"Charlie, how's it going?"

The guy with the gold-eyed guy in the overalls who had been in the cafeteria in the afternoon was crouching in the room next to 504, fiddling with the infrared imager in his hand.

When he heard Smith's call, he looked at the red target in the imager, still lying motionless where it should be the bed, and pressed the intercom to reply, "Still, I've been sleeping since about 8 o'clock, boss, are you sure it's him?" ”

Smith ignored him, turned off the intercom, and he was silent for a few seconds as the team's passwords came from the headset.

"Remember, to live, we need his mouth alive, his hands." He made up his mind and waved his hand decisively.

On the 5th floor, two team members posed with a hammer and looked sideways at their team leader, who was divided into two groups to stand on both sides of the door in a typical CQB combat formation, and one team member went to the rooftop of the top floor to monitor.

The captain raised his hands and waited for Smith's order to do so!

"Boom!" The door broke.

The frantic explosion shattered the wooden door and blasted a large hole in the wall, accompanied by a huge explosion that was deafening.

The goalkeeper standing in front of him was bloody, and the four players on the side were blown up.

But before the body hit the ground, the explosions that followed rang out one after another, and the fire caused by the dazzling explosion was like fireworks on a carnival night.

The whole building began to shake, and the ceiling of the top floor fell down in large chunks, quickly smashing down the flying bodies and burying them, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

501's Charlie was slammed low on the waist by a wall brick, and then a wall fell over his head, and in the dust, Charlie was buried in the dirt.

The three members of the team who were in ambush downstairs rushed to the side of the street, staring blankly at the flames caused by the explosion upstairs.

"Holy!"

Smith slapped himself in the face so hard that the scars on his face turned red, and his eyes instantly became as fierce as a hungry wolf.

This Mo Lei is not only a master of this way, but a jackal who has become a fine.

The explosion sounded again, this time the gas canister exploded caused by combustion, and the force of the explosion was even more powerful than the bomb, leaning against the half wall of 504 and collapsing from the fifth floor after the explosion, Smith's head turned rapidly, looked up, his eyes looked at an 8-story building 300 meters away, and ran towards the building.

"Kyle, you go to the direction of nine o'clock, that 8-story building, keep an eye on the exit, shoot anyone else, remember, hit the legs, I want to clean him up."

Kyle's eyes were attached to the scope and he glanced around the street, he was almost blinded by the fire of the explosion just now, and his heart was also very aggrieved, after listening to Smith's instructions, he said yes, and stood up, and then, his whole body suddenly stiffened.

"That's a good sniper spot!" A faint voice rang in his ears, a cold blade against the major artery in his right neck.

Kyle's hand holding the gun on his chest pressed the intercom switch towards his chest, and the voice sounded again, "Don't, this knife is poisonous, don't treat death as home, put your hand down, probably you can still live." ”

A hand quickly ran up and down Kyle's body, taking the HS2000, magazine, and dagger from his waist, and the man swapped the dagger in his hand for an HS2000 pistol, and pulled a pocket pistol from Kyle's ankle.

"Good thing, HS2000, this thing almost killed me."

"Mo Lei?"

"Huh? Come on, get up slowly, yes, sit up, good! Mo Lei's muzzle kept on the back of Kyle's head.

"We're still underestimating." Kyle rolled over and sat up, looking at Mo Lei, who had removed his disguise, "Your hair was originally this gray?" ”

"The sniper point you choose, others can naturally think of it." Mo Lei's left arm was still not very convenient, but he first pulled out the earphones and stuffed them into his ear, and didn't bother to answer Kyle's question, and casually tied Kyle with a rope to tie it tightly.

"Run, Smith must be crazy, he'll understand you're here, he'll pick your skin." Mo Lei's movements hurt Kyle's legs, causing him to crack his mouth.

"Yes." Mo Lei didn't care, and also found a place to sit down, and pointed his gun at Kyle, "Tell me what you know?" I don't like torture, so let's just say it. ”

"What the are you doing?" Kyle also had a calm face, "Chinese soldiers? Special forces? ”

"No, I'm a butcher, a pig killer." Mo Lei smiled teasingly, "Don't talk too far, tell me, start from the beginning, why did you want to kill Meng Chenglong's family?" Why kill me? Why kill Bernikin? ”

His voice became deeper and deeper, the lovely child, the middle-aged man who was a little careful but cowardly, the woman who was virtuous but fierce and guarded her calves.

Even Xie Jun is not guilty of death.

"We're paid for it, you know, how do I know that?"

"For the sake of money, you can kill innocents and disregard human lives?? You can have no scruples for the sake of money, even the children and the elderly refuse to let go? ”

"Relying on your training and good weapons, you can dispose of ordinary people at will? So you mean I can kill you as I like to play? Mo Lei's tone became calmer and calmer.

"I really don't know about the child you said, as for the old man, I'm really sorry, I don't want to, it's a knee-jerk muscle reaction."

Kyle did feel guilty about the old man who had died.

Mo Lei's pupils contracted like pinholes.

"The old man...... He's dead? ”

Kyle sighed softly in his heart, it's over, this guy doesn't know yet, but he said it himself.

"You and I are both trained people, you know that in that environment, the old man shot me through the leg first, and I must have subconsciously fought back, as for that child, I and Smith didn't know, if we were all there, there would definitely be no such thing."

Mo Lei stared at Kyle deadly.

He actually had a premonition in his heart about this result, that stubborn old man is the kind of indomitable blood in his bones, if it weren't for his grandson, he would never bow to others for the rest of his life.

Even if he is surrounded by enemies, how can he admit defeat?

"Kyle, keep an eye on it." Smith's voice suddenly sounded in the headphones.

Mo Lei brought the intercom to Kyle's mouth, "You tell him that there is no movement. ”