Quickly obliterating an entire carriage of mercenaries, the agent ducked to the right side of the carriage door to open the PDA and receive instructions from headquarters.

"The train has twenty minutes to reach its destination, hurry up."

The agent turned off the PDA and took out the miniature camera, and threw it through the crack in the door, only to see the lights on in the carriage in front of him, and from where the camera could be captured, there were five or six people walking around with guns, apparently unable to enter lightly.

Moreover, the colonel is not here.

The soldiers were guarding a pitch-black cargo box, unaware of what was inside, and the agent had no idea what to do - he had never had any interest in anything unrelated to the mission.

Now it seems that I can't get through the front compartment, so there is only one way left:

The agent retreated to the freight car where he had been hiding and used his saber to pry open the closed window. Then open the window upwards and lean out to look out.

-- The train was running on the plain, and there were no caves or anything like that in close proximity, so it was possible to walk through the roof.

He sat down on the window frame, grabbed the metal railing on the outside of the train with his hands, and then reached out of his legs and hung his whole body out of the window.

The hunting wind crashed against the combat uniform, like an invisible palm pushing the man backwards, and the agent grabbed the guardrail with his left hand and drew his saber with his right hand.

After a "one-handed pull-up" in his body, he stabbed through the rusted metal plate on the top of the carriage with all his might.

At this moment, the rusty metal guardrail in his left hand began to crackle with metal.

"Damn."

Seeing that the situation was not good, the agent quickly released his left hand and grasped the right fist that was clutching the hilt of the knife.

As soon as he let go, the dilapidated metal guardrail broke away from the carriage and flew backwards, disappearing into the rapidly receding darkness.

It was only with great difficulty that he climbed into the carriage, and the agent stood on the roof of the carriage, struggling to navigate the howling wind.

After walking through two carriages, he finally reached the top of the carriage with many patrolmen, and his steps became extremely cautious.

-- Even though the old train is not noisy, its movements must be as small as possible. If the soldiers heard the footsteps coming from the roof of the car, and they were still standing on the roof of the car, they could be said to have no way to escape, and they could only be used as a live target.

However, the cost of a small pace is that you become very slow.

Originally, the strong wind outside the car affected the speed, coupled with the need to act cautiously, his current speed is like a snail crawling, and it took ten seconds to walk out of a distance of less than three meters.

It's too late to go on like this, and you have to speed it up.

Listening to the rhythmic "click" of the train's metal wheels running over the joints of the tracks, he immediately thought of a solution.

――If you follow this voice, you will be able to avoid the attention of your enemies.

"Click."

At the same time as the voice rang out, he took a big step forward, then immediately stopped.

"Click."

Taking another step, the sound of footsteps and the sound of the wheels fit in perfectly.

Using this method of advancement, he quickly walked through the wagons full of enemies, crossed the seams of the wagons, and stopped at the top of the carriage in front.

Bring the binocular night vision goggles, switch to the infrared thermal imaging mode, and the scene in front of you suddenly becomes dark. With the support of the military thermal imaging camera, his gaze easily penetrated the iron plate on the roof of the car, and he could see clearly what was at different temperatures inside.

There was no one in the carriage, and the colonel was clearly not here.

Striding past the top of the unmanned carriage, passing two more carriages, the suspicious target was finally spotted.

In the field of view of thermal imaging, a red-and-yellow humanoid figure can be seen with no hair on its head. The upper body of the human body observed by thermal imaging was stored in the zài instrument and compared with the mission target photos in the PDA, and the agreement rate was as high as more than 95%.

"Found the target."

Looking at the figure sitting at the table inside the dining car without knowing that death was imminent, holding a coffee cup, the agent raised the corners of his mouth slightly and walked cautiously.

In the roof of the car directly above the guy, attach a piece of C4 for breaking the door, then take two steps back, and the preparation is complete.

Holding the C4's remote control in his left hand and P226 in his right hand, the agent stood on the roof of the carriage and silently counted three counts.

Three, two, one.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang, and a large hole was blown out of the roof of the car.

The colonel and the two guards beside him reacted quickly, standing up and about to draw their guns, but unfortunately, the assassin's speed was more than a level faster than them.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

The pitch-black figure fired three shots as he fell, directly killing the three people in this carriage. Seeing the bald colonel slump as he slumped, the agent rushed to the rear door and pulled down the red gate next to it.

"Boom!" With a bang, the metal lock connecting the two carriages was opened. The carriage in the back was simply abandoned, and along with the soldiers and munitions inside, quickly disappeared into the deep darkness.

At this time, from the carriage in front, there were also chaotic footsteps and shouts.

The enemy in front had apparently noticed something unusual about the carriage and was hurrying over. And now that the mission has been completed, there is no need to go head-to-head with them, just leave.

Realizing this, the agent immediately rushed to the colonel's corpse and grabbed the earthy yellow shell SCAR-LIGHT used by his guards, but before he could move on, the front compartment door had been rudely opened.

"Bang bang bang!"

The rhythmic sound of gunfire rang out suddenly, and a string of brass shells flew out of the muzzle on the side of the gun. The three soldiers, who had just opened the door of the carriage, were blown in the head by the agent's incomparably accurate shot.

However, there are clearly more than a few enemies, and now they must find a way to evacuate.

Before the second wave of enemies arrived, the agent took out the PDA and quickly sent a report to headquarters: "Mission completed, request to retreat." ”

"You need to figure it out for yourself, there are Sam anti-aircraft missiles in the carriages in front of that train, which our helicopters cannot approach. Unless it's a fighter jet......" The voice of the operator at the headquarters in the PDA paused for a moment, and then turned into a scolding:

"SHIT, the fighters of the Navy are coming!"

"Boom!"

The ultra-high decibel noise almost shattered people's eardrums, all the window panes of the entire carriage turned into countless flash shards in an instant, and the sonic boom produced by the supersonic fighter shattered all the glass!

"Hell." Even the battle-hardened agent couldn't help but curse, it was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

Even if he immediately squatted down and covered his ears, there was still a "buzzing" roar in his head, and he felt that his head might explode at any time, and the enemy in the carriage in front of him seemed to be affected by the sonic boom, and immediately heard a miserable scream.

"What's going on?" While the enemy in front of him was still holding his head and wailing, the agent opened the PDA and asked.

"The Navy can't wait, they're going to kill the colonel right away......"

Before the operator could finish his sentence, the blazing white light in the back half of the carriage swallowed up all the signals.

"Boom!"

The carriage almost "jumped" and then fell back onto the tracks again.

At the moment of the explosion, the agent had already taken refuge behind his seat, and even then, he was shocked by the raging shockwave and vomited a mouthful of blood.

At this time, his ears were completely inaudible, and the PDA in his hand was also cut off, and when he slowly raised his head, he could see that the back half of the carriage he was in had disappeared directly, replaced by a raging fire.

A fighter plane in the distance skimmed the sky, looking like an F/A-18 Super Hornet. This is indeed a fighter of the Navy, yes.

"Hurry up and contact the Navy to get them to stop the bombing, the mission is done!" The stunned agent yelled at the PDA, only to realize that contact had been lost.

This has come to this, and now I can only rely on my own strength to escape.