As soon as the bullet pierced through the front windshield, Chianti realized that she and Scotland might have been ambushed by the FBI, and while feeling sorry for her car, she crouched down and raised the gun on her shoulder, trying to analyze the enemy's position based on the trajectory.

Zhu Fu Jingguang raised his eyebrows and didn't listen to Chianti's words, because he knew very well in his heart that the person who shot the two bullets should be the public security police arranged by the National Police Agency, so he would definitely not be - whoosh!

The bullet flew almost against his side and into the tin door with a crisp sound, and if it weren't for his habit of wearing body armor on missions, it would have been enough to cut a wide hole in his waist.

“？？？” Zhufu Jingguang is full of small question marks, could it be that the other side is not a friendly army, but a mud misery society that has a conflict of interest with the organization?

But when will there be snipers in the mud misery, aren't they just ordinary underworld organizations?

"Stinky boy, are you looking for death? Didn't it tell you to get down? Chianti reached out and dragged Scotland to the ground, she didn't choose to take a risk to find the enemy's location, knowing that there was also the FBI investigator codenamed Rye Whiskey in the factory.

Zhu Fu Jingguang glanced at Chianti in confusion, she was always so rude even though she was three years younger than herself.

However, now is not the time to consider the issue of interests, and it is necessary to confirm who the people on the other side of the strait are...... Wait, it's not the public security police who will come to the rescue, but the FBI, right?

If this is the case, it can explain why the other party will fight with him, you must know that the FBI does not know that his identity is a public security policeman, and in their eyes he is a code member of the organization.

"Damn, this headset is broken at the critical moment!" Chianti reached out and directly ripped off the headset that Scotland wore on his right ear, stuffed it into his ear, and said in a very bad tone: "Hey, Gin!" Scotland and I are now being swept up by the bastard FBI, who planned this garbage plan, I'm really going crazy! "It's really the same stinky temper as ever, Zhu Fu Jingguang whispered in his heart.

"Chianti, Scotland, you can retreat." The voice on the other end of the phone was not gin, but an electronic and mechanical tone that could not be heard by age or gender.

Chianti's face changed slightly when she heard this electronic and mechanical sound, although she couldn't judge the identity of the other party, but at least she knew the other party's codename.

Rum, the second-in-command of the organization, is a high-ranking figure far above Gin. He is rumored to have multiple identities, and no one knows his true appearance except for the gentleman and his cronies Curacao, and is a true mystic.

Chianti realizes that she doesn't have a good attitude towards the organization's second-in-command, and she can't enjoy it as long as she tries to soften her tone as much as possible

"Gentle" treatment: "Mr. Rum, why are we being allowed to retreat?" Did you just let Akai Shuichi go? ”

"This is an order, do you want to disobey me?" It was obviously an electronic and mechanical sound, and he couldn't hear any emotional ups and downs at all, but Chianti felt a chill because of this sentence, as if a pair of invisible eyes were peeking into his back crest in the dark, and all his weaknesses were exposed under that sight.

She only felt that her throat was a little dry, and after swallowing a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, she reluctantly said in a hoarse voice, "...... No, Scotland and I will retreat at once, and ask Mr. Rum to assist us. ”

"They won't chase after them, the purpose of doing this kind of thing is nothing more than to let us retreat and go in peace."

"Yes." Chianti only relaxed when she heard an electronic sound from the headset to exit the channel, and she glared viciously at the half-open gate of the abandoned factory, spit out the gum on the ground and chopped her feet as if venting, and took out two smoke grenades from her pocket and threw them next to the car, in order to block the view of the sniper on the other side.

When the smoke rose, she unhappily opened the door of the main driver, fastened her seat belt and scolded coldly: "Scotland, don't be sluggish, if you don't get in the car, I'll leave you here to feed the dog!" "According to her, the FBI is a dog?

Zhu Fu Jingguang scooped up the two grassroots members of the organization who had been reduced to corpses on the ground, and rudely stuffed them directly into the trunk of the car.

Then he took out a handkerchief from his pocket, leaned down and carefully picked off the chewing gum that was sticking to the ground, and after doing these two things, he smiled and got into the co-pilot, and smiled at Chianti, who had a bad face: "Miss Chianti, you should not spit gum in the future, you will leave the handle." ”

"Tsk, long-winded, I'll pay you a handkerchief next time." Chianti glanced at the Scotsman's hoodie with a bullet torn through his waist, and added with a cold face: "One more piece of clothing." A few minutes ago, on the roof of an apartment building on the other side of the abandoned factory.

When the third bullet flew towards the police policeman, codenamed Scotch Whisky, White secretly vowed in his heart that Mr. Crane must not be allowed to complete this kind of sniper cover in the future, because maybe the cover is not in place, but the target who has any hope of survival will be killed.

Fujiwara Yoshi thought that the third bullet would hit the tires, but the trajectory deviation was a bit large, and he almost acted too well and opened a big hole in his waist at the same time.

He directly threw the sniper rifle in his hand to White, frowned, and said, "White, there is something wrong with this gun, next time change to a sniper rifle that is more useful." ”

“…… Okay, Mr. Krel. White took the sniper rifle with a smile and complained to himself: Mr. Krell, is there a possibility that there is no problem with this sniper rifle, and the problem is your technique?

And you actually want to have a next time, there is absolutely no next time before you practice sniping, he doesn't want an oolong incident where a righteous friend is buried at the guns of his own people!

Fujiwara Yu held a telescope to observe the scene in front of the abandoned factory, and when he saw the smoke rising from the smoke bomb and the blue Dodge Viper sports car that broke through the smoke and was able to drive away from the scene with three tires, it seemed that his plan was completed.

"Have the other FBIs already left on a speedboat?"

"Yes." White took out a map of Tokyo from his bosom and explained as he gestured, "Depending on the direction the speedboat is leaving, the most likely place to stop is Umi no Mori Park in Koto Ward, and I think they will meet there." ”

"Well, you clean up here and go back to rest first."

"What about you, sir?"

"I don't want to be a free laborer, so I have to go to the FBI and ask for a little pay." Fujiwara Yo has no intention of cooperating with the FBI, who has always made the two intelligence agencies at odds, and besides, the FBI should honestly stay in the United States to investigate the organization, and it is completely unruly to sneak away to Japan.

Besides, the National Police Agency will never allow the FBI to meddle in their affairs, and he has to ensure the interests and dignity of the people he works with.

Moreover, when he was in the United States, he heard that the FBI was also very interested in the organization, and he had been spending this time and manpower secretly investigating the organization, and in the past two years, he has locked up a code member who is active in the United States, and it is rumored that the code member has assassinated several FBI investigators.

And the information of this codename member is the reward that Fujiwara Yu wants.