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Section 2: Hunting (2)

The special force that Nighthawk is in is a supernatural operations unit. txt e-book download

Their identities are all secret and covered up by the state.

The people inside have powers that ordinary people cannot imagine...

Radio waves, telepathy, unknown predictions, these special abilities that could only be seen in movies were just a child's play in their army.

They have no names, only code names.[

They are the country's sharpest secret weapons.

All they need to do is to accept death and complete the tasks assigned by the headquarters.

Codenamed Nighthawk, he can't pick up objects with bare hands, can't telepathize, and can't predict the future.

One of the ways that made her a top killer was her sharp skills that were almost invisible to the naked eye.

Everyone in this assassination team knows martial arts.

However, Nighthawk's martial arts are at a level that ordinary people cannot achieve.

The sensitivity of his hand is astonishing.

Just like the head of state M who was killed just now, before he could even let out a sigh of death, he was no longer breathing.

Regardless of swords, guns or sticks, Nighthawk can use his tentacles to take advantage of them and easily obliterate the opponent.

It was like she was born with all kinds of moves, but no weapon she had ever seen was so easy to use!

"Da da da……"

The sound of propellers gradually approached the sky.

Traveling a hundred miles, half a mile. Even at this moment, Nighthawk did not relax his vigilance.

Squint your eyes slightly and listen quietly with your ears.

She had already identified the model of the plane based on the sound alone.

What came to greet him was a passenger plane.

Every time she returns to the headquarters after completing a mission, a stealth fighter is always sent to pick her up. How could it be a passenger plane this time?

Not only is it huge, it is easily detectable in the air, and its flying speed is far slower than that of a stealth fighter.

The only advantage is that it can carry many people.[

Why does everything tonight feel wrong...

"Call Nighthawk, the plane to pick you up has arrived, please evacuate quickly."

Quickly? She has already killed all her pursuers. Why is the headquarters so anxious to let her get on the plane?

"Nighthawk, it's me."

When he looked up and saw the people stepping off the plane, Nighthawk was relieved of his doubts.

That face was always so warm, like the winter sun, warming her heart.

She also set conditions for agreeing to the headquarters to complete this assassination mission.

She wanted to quit the organization, stay at home, and live with this man for the rest of her life.

"Lie, why are you here in person?" He is a senior executive in the organization. Coming to pick her up in person is tantamount to receiving a great gift.

"After completing this mission, you will quit the organization. This is an honor given to you by the superiors." After Lie finished speaking, he took her hand and stepped into the helicopter.

Inside the plane, hundreds of machine guns were aimed at the hatch.

They were densely packed and surrounded her.

"This farewell ceremony is really special." Someone in the army retired before, and they had done this before. Nighthawk didn't notice anything was wrong.

She smiled and walked inside, only to find someone moving to the cabin door, blocking her way.

Is this... still a farewell party?

"Nighthawk, I'm sorry." The smile on Hunter's face turned to guilt.

"Why?" Xing's eyes widened angrily. She had been working for the organization, but she didn't expect such consequences.

Betrayal. And he is still the person she loves and trusts the most...

"Because you are too powerful." With a wave of his hand, all the personnel on standby pulled the trigger at the same time.

The bullet jammed? The plane was delayed in picking her up?

It turns out... none of this was because she was too suspicious.
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