Two days later, at half past eight in the morning, in western Nevada, a few kilometers south of Wellington.

On the roof of an uninhabited villa, Lacey held a telescope, looked at another villa in the distance, and complained speechlessly:

"I seem to see a military base."

At the end of the telescope's target is a villa with a structure similar to that of Lacey's feet.

The difference was that the villa was lavishly decorated, with lush vegetation, and the corridors, lawns, gates, and rooftops were full of black men patrolling regularly.

The number of black guards was very large, and it was not clear how many there were, because each of them had a patrol area and a section for each of them.

But in less than three minutes, Lacey saw a dozen different faces.

"The number of people has been found out."

Not long after Lacey's complaint, Chenelle, dressed in a suit and wearing glasses and disguised as a saleswoman, came over with a bag of food and said:

"I looked into the daily food supply at that villa and it was about 30 people."

“Fu-k！”

Lacey cursed in a low voice, put down the binoculars and walked down from the roof of the building, looked at Roan and Michelle who were sitting in front of the computer in the room, studying something, and said:

"More than 30 black mercenaries, wearing body armor and submachine guns...... Hamid Hogan is so afraid of death? Otherwise, let's contact the military. ”

In the villa at Lacey's feet, in addition to the five members of Investigation Team 13, there were only two SWAT teams of 10 people.

15 to 30, children know that the winning rate is not high, not to mention that the equipment of those blacks on the opposite side is not worse than them.

"I've called for reinforcements, and three SWAT teams of 30 people are on their way."

Luo An interrupted Lacey's suggestion with a wave of his hand, and then added:

"In addition, Hamid Hogan is probably not afraid of death, but is under house arrest."

"House arrest?"

Lacey and Chenelle were slightly stunned:

"What's going on?"

Michelle turned the computer around, showed it to the second daughter, and explained:

"When Roan asked Lacey to apply for a search warrant and arrest warrant, I found out that since the day Senator Shemore and President Lucille disappeared, Hamid Hogan began to sell assets and other ways to raise money."

Luo An added:

"Spending 300 million yuan to buy a piece of waste land will indeed cause financial tension, but it can last for a while.

But Hamid Hogan sold villas, luxury cars, stocks, bonds, and even borrowed loan sharks in just a few days.

All kinds of behaviors can only show one problem, the owner of the 300 million dollars is not him. ”

Lacey nodded abruptly:

"$300 million is not a small amount, the owner behind it must be very angry, and it is normal to imprison Hamid Hogan."

Chenelle thought for a moment and added:

"I just found out something else.

Several of the managers in charge of delivering food to the villa said they could not understand what the black people in the villa were saying, and that they did not speak English. ”

Lacey frowned slightly, and guessed:

"Not English? Is it French? ”

"It's not French either, *#%¥*......"

Chenelle uttered a few awkward words and shook her head:

"These are words that were written down by those managers, and I learned some French, which are not the way French is pronounced."

“*#%￥*……”

Luo An repeated Chenelle's words, frowned and thought for a few seconds, and said:

"It seems to be one of the Niger-Congo languages of Africa."

Hearing this, Michelle and Chenelle suddenly looked at Roan with surprised faces, and Lacey also asked incredulously:

"You still know African languages?"

"I don't understand, I just understand somewhat."

Luo An shook his head, he had learned some languages by rote from Caroline before, Caroline, who was the capital of the Oriental language, also learned from one of the largest language families in the world, the Niger-Congo language family, and Luo An had heard some relevant knowledge from her.

“Cool。”

Lacey gave Luo An a thumbs up with admiration on her face, and then guessed:

"So, the man behind the captivity of Hamid Hogan, the real owner of the $300 million, is a rich man from Africa?"

"There are not many rich people in Africa, and there are many warlords of all kinds."

Luo An replied casually, and at this moment, Winslow came up from the stairs and said solemnly:

"Team leader, support has arrived."

“Good。”

Luo An nodded in satisfaction and ordered:

"Michelle, stay at the villa, contact Customs and Border Protection to investigate the identities of the black mercenaries.

Lacey, Michelle, Winslow, grab your weapons and gear and get ready for action! ”

"Understood!" x4

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Half an hour later, four troop carriers slowly stopped on the road in the distance and surrounded the target villa from four directions.

"Sniper operation paused."

In a certain villa that was used as a temporary base, Luo An and the others were studying the layout of the target villa, and at this moment, the voice of a SWAT action team member suddenly sounded in the contact device, saying:

"There is a commanding height in the target villa, and there are suspected enemy snipers inside, and I can't reach the designated position."

"Sniper?!"

Hearing this word, the faces of everyone in the temporary base suddenly changed, and when they carefully observed the layout of the target villa for a few seconds, the face of a SWAT captain suddenly turned cold:

"The roof of the upper right corner of the target villa is very suitable for snipers to hide, and that position has a wide field of vision, as long as the opponent stays there, it will be difficult for us to attack behind."

Lacey's face next to her changed slightly, and she understood that the other party's words were true, so she frowned and asked:

"Is there a suitable place nearby to dispose of that sniper?"

The SWAT captain had an ugly face:

"There is a location, but when our sniper arrives at that position, the enemy sniper can also see him, and the two can only compete for reaction speed in the end, and one survives."

This one-for-one tactic made everyone's faces extremely ugly, and Lacey, Winslow and the others had no good way, and finally turned their attention to Luo An.

"I'll fix it."

Looking at the structure layout in the map, Luo An pondered for a few seconds, without nonsense, and said directly:

"You're in charge of the feint to attract attention first, and I'll go around and get rid of this sniper."

“What？”

"But ......"

Hearing this, several SWAT presents were suddenly full of surprise, Winslow, Lacey and others' faces changed drastically, and they were about to refute subconsciously, but they were all suppressed by Luo An.

Putting on body armor, taking a sniper rifle and pistol, loading daggers, smoke grenades, and shock grenades, Luo An ordered solemnly:

"Let's get moving!"

"Understood!" xN

Everyone present was either incredulous or nervous, but they still agreed loudly, and Luo An picked up his weapon and rushed out quickly.

After receiving a clear order, the SWAT team members immediately ran out of the car with blast shields and rushed to the target villa from all sides.

Seeing this scene, shouts rang out one after another in the villa, and a group of black mercenaries walked up to the predetermined position with their weapons, pulled the trigger and shot bullets.

Bang bang bang –

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Suddenly, gunfire erupted, and shouts and firefights echoed throughout the area.

Meanwhile, somewhere in the back of the villa, Roan silently lowered the body of a black mercenary to the ground.

Looking up at the top of the attic of the villa, wiping off the few drops of water left by the medicine just drunk at the corner of his mouth, Luo An smiled slightly, the whole person was like a ghost, and he successfully sneaked into the villa without attracting anyone's attention.

Bang! Bang!

At the top of the attic of the villa, a sniper with a dark body and could only see his eyes and teeth fired two shots in succession, but he failed to hit the target he wanted to kill, and suddenly scolded a few African swear words in a low voice with an unhappy face.

Because they were ordered to make a temporary feint and learned that there was a sniper, the SWAT team members who fired the guns were always very careful about their own protection while firing.

“#￥%*！”

Another shot missed, and the black sniper's temper became even more irritable:

"These damn bunches ......"

Replacing it with a new bullet, the black sniper was just about to shoot when he suddenly felt a cold wind blow to the back of his neck.

The black sniper's hair stood upside down, his pupils shrank, and he was just about to get up, when a greeting suddenly rang in his ears:

"Hello, Mr. Sniper."

(End of chapter)