Swag's index finger has been rubbing against the trigger guard of the MK20 SSR. Now the situation of SWAT is getting more and more difficult. These armed personnel have begun to attack the building with grenades. It is really only a matter of time before they are captured.
However, according to the prior plan, he had to wait for the communication to resume before he could rescue these SWATs. "Huh, I hope NIKI will move faster."
"e on, come on, where are the fleas hiding?" Ted threw the cigarette butts in his hand on the ground. He kept a reserve team in his hand, and arranged snipers nearby, just for Nikita.
But more than ten minutes passed, and the other party had no intention of showing up. Could it be that Percy's judgment was wrong?
According to Nikita's experience of fighting against the organization over the years, she would not have watched these policemen die. It is hard to imagine that this woman who has been strictly trained in the organization is so compassionate.
Less than one kilometer away from this place, there is an inconspicuous house. If it weren't for professionals, it would be difficult to find a camouflaged transmitting antenna on the roof.
"Thanks to Amanda, we were able to find this place." Michael looked at the house and could not tell from the outside that there were people moving inside.
Nikita changed into black jeans, a tight vest on her upper body, and a baseball cap on her head, which would neither look exaggerated nor affect the next action. "It seems that she has made a lot of preparations for power, but Percy is still guarding against her, otherwise we would not have found this place after looking for three locations."
Amanda sent Alex several secret strongholds in Los Angeles, but she didn't know which one Percy would use, so she could only find it one by one. Fortunately, she could limit the scope so that the entire city would not be translated.
"Hurry up, those SWATs won't last long, and you'll have to give Percy another surprise later." Mike started the car and adjusted the front of the car slightly, and stepped on the accelerator without saying a word and rushed towards the house opposite.
"Sir, we won't last long. The Los Angeles Police Department is restarting the system and we will be kicked out soon. Now the other party has begun to track our location against the tracing of our location." A technical team of the organization is in the room. They hacked the police's communication system and interfered with the data signals nearby.
A supervisor is reporting the current progress to Percy, who believes that it should be evacuated now, and the longer it takes, the easier it is for the police to catch their tails.
There was a roar of engines outside the house, and it was getting closer and closer. The guard in charge of security opened the curtains and looked outside, then widened his eyes, "What The Fuck" and then fell directly to the side to the ground.
A car crashed into a big hole in the wall and rushed into the living room. In an instant, fragments flew everywhere. A security guard was unlucky to be pushed against the opposite wall by the front of the car, and there was no sound.
"Someone broke in," the supervisor shouted, then took out 92FS and fired directly at the cab. This was definitely not an accident in someone's driving. If it were, they would be in trouble.
The smoke gradually dissipated. The supervisor and two security guards looked at the empty car and cursed "fuck". They turned around in an instant, but they were already slowing down. Nikita, who had already jumped off the car, held the Glock 17 installed on the CAA RONI-G1 tactical kit and pulled the trigger behind them.
She and Michael covered their faces, and the two sides cooperated very well. One person checked the condition of the body and the other person was alert at the same time. "Safe", Nikita shouted.
Footsteps appeared upstairs, and the two quickly pointed the gun at the stairs. They didn't have much time to play tactics such as cutting corners. Michael took a M67 grenade from his body, quickly pulled out his safe hand and threw it onto the second floor.
Two screams and scolding came from above, followed by running footsteps, and then an explosion.
The two of them took this opportunity and rushed forward. The risk of doing so would be very high. If someone above directly pulled the gun line, both of them would probably explain it here, but the time is not on their own side, so they can only bet now.
It was obvious that they won the bet, and there was only one security guard upstairs. In order to avoid the explosion of the grenade, they did not suppress them at the stairs, allowing the two to climb to the second floor smoothly.
The second floor was divided into two spaces, one with large server equipment, and the other with several technicians huddled in the corner.
Only one security guard was still fighting stubbornly. Nikita and him shot him to attract the opponent's attention. Michael quickly went around to the side and shot the security guard in the head, then walked over and fired two shots on the opponent.
Four technicians squatted in the corner with their hands trembling with their hands raised. Nikita walked up to them with a gun in his arms, "Who will lock me up all these things."
Michael searched the building again to confirm safety, and picked up a mobile phone next to a corpse. There was only one communicator among these people, probably a supervisor or something.
Several technicians had turned off the system under the threat of Nikita, and she pulled off the hard drive on the server. Then she felt that it was not safe and stuffed the grenades on her body into the cabinet where the server was installed. With two explosions, the server was blown into a pile of scrap iron in the technician's distressed eyes.
Michael also climbed onto the roof and destroyed the camouflaged transmitting antennas. This is a set of equipment similar to electronic warfare that can block out all nearby electromagnetic signals, but the scope of action is not large. At this point, the nearby signals began to return to normal.
"Berkhoff, I found a cell phone, you try to chase the call record." Michael connected the phone he picked up on his tactical terminal to facilitate the other party to remotely control it.
Nikita took out his walkie-talkie and contacted Swag, "Communication is restored, you can support SWAT."
"receive"
Swag was already impatient when he was waiting. During this period, he even marked each target and determined the order of attacks. First of all, of course, it was the opponent's sniper. The opponent's two snipers were easily found by him.
The thumb was pulled down to the fast and slow machine to the firing state, and then gently pressed down the index finger. The match-level trigger that had been modified by him smoothly released the striker in the bolt. A Mk316 MOD0 sniper bullet was fired and flew out of the gun chamber.
A sniper six hundred meters away had a stolen blood from the back of his head. He could not die anymore. Then the second sniper died almost the same way under Swag's gun. At this time, the sound of the first shot came.
This great master has demonstrated this process more than ten times just now, but he has not pulled the trigger.
After that, he quickly retreated and climbed to the second sniper position in a crawling position.
In the building, Harrison's intercom had already become a quarrel, and thankfully, the communication finally resumed.
After such a while of fighting, almost everyone was injured, and even if they were equipped with bulletproof boards, no one was killed. However, the other party had almost reached the first level, and it was only a matter of time before the loss was lost.
Chapter completed!