"Boss, Stevens crawled out of the back door by himself." Curtis held the telescope and kept paying attention to the situation on the scene. Stevens crawled out of the fire.
It is undeniable that humanity’s will to survive is truly amazing.
Xu Chuan was moving the DSS agent to the corner, and the other person hiding in the tactical center had not moved. To be honest, he should have heard the sound outside.
"Is he not dead yet?" Xu Chuan looked up and looked around, but saw nothing.
Curtis was sure, "Of course, he also brought the gas mask you sent."
"Damn, then he might as well treat me to a meal." Xu Chuan threw the person aside and continued, "Don't worry about him, leave quickly, and the drone should arrive in a while."
According to time calculation, the U.S. military's drone should have already flown over the Mediterranean Sea at this time, and he doesn't want to be targeted.
Xu Chuan once again took a look at the equipment room that had caught fire. The high temperature of the aluminum thermal incendiary bomb had burned through the servers and cabinets.
Curtis received the order and began to retreat from the back door with his men. At this time, the entire temporary diplomatic facility was clearly divided into two areas. All the areas with the swimming pool as the center to the front door were burning and igniting, but to the other side it seemed unusually quiet.
"Removal", Curtis put away the equipment and quickly left the chaotic place with five people.
With Umbrella's evacuation, the chaos here certainly did not end. Many local security guards who had run away had run back. These people were familiar with the terrain and architecture here, and after searching for it, they learned from the extremists to set fire.
However, these people were just here to grab things. After all, they found that Stevens was lying in the back door, but carried the person out.
After recovering, the escaped DSS agent rushed into the fire again and searched for the missing Stevens.
Fifteen minutes after Umbrella evacuated, the GRS people finally arrived. They had a fire with some extremists at the gate. Not only were they, but also some of the Les Brigades who came to support them.
These people have extremely poor combat skills, or they don’t have them at all. They hit RPG rockets directly on the ground and on the trees, which is completely helping the worse.
It was a melee, and GRS didn't even know who his enemies were, and they could only prioritize attacking the person who fired him.
They didn't know who was an ally, and the so-called Lesbians were dressed no differently from those extremists, and few of them could speak English and communicated was a problem.
I ran less than two kilometers with weights. In this hot area, several people were already covered in sweat.
Jack Silva took two people to detour into a building, preparing to support Ron and the others, but the three of them had to crawl up for a long time before they found that the vision of the building was completely blocked by trees and they could not set up a sniper position.
"Ron, there is no sniper point, we are ready to enter through the back door." Jack gasped and looked at the raging fire in the car. They could only return the same way and run towards the back door.
"Fuck..." Jack looked at the opened back door and cursed directly.
These people didn't look like they were from the same group. Another GRS teammate looked at the corpses lying on the ground, obviously two people on the battlefield.
But they all died here, and it was obvious that they were killed by the other party.
There was almost no light at the back door, and Jack reached out and pulled down the night vision device on his helmet, "Be careful, the situation inside might be more complicated."
Several people walked in carefully through the open back door, and there was almost no sound except for the gunshots coming from the main door.
"Why are there no one here? Where are the security guards?" someone asked in a low voice.
"Those locals have already run away and are not reliable at all."
The first place they arrived was the tactical center. The computer room next to them had completely burned up. The two buildings next to each other had no power supply, and they all went dark. However, the fire at the scene illuminated the place like daytime.
A black agent was dragging the fainting and not awakening to the distance. After the person outside was withdrawing, the guy finally boldly knocked open the door tied with iron wire.
Jack only saw a dark shadow and quickly surrounded him with his companions. He certainly knew these two people he had met before.
"Hey, David, what's wrong with Winnie? What about Mr. Dahuan?"
A black agent named David Urban shook his head with a dull look on his face, "I have been staying in the tactical center, and I just found that Winnie was fainting outside."
Of course, this guy didn't tell the truth. This guy has been hiding in the dormitory, but he can't make people feel that he had done nothing but just hid, and was sealed in the house.
Jack did not doubt what the other party said. There was a fire in the computer room now, and the next tactical center has been affected.
"Is there anyone else inside? Where is the driving force?"
"There is no one inside, and the driving has been in his safe house, and everyone else follows him." The man said, pointing to the main building that was almost completely wrapped in the fire.
"Shit, it's all about Bob's coward, otherwise we'd arrived long ago." Tanto spat in a low voice. It's really hard to imagine that anyone else could survive this kind of fire.
Jack also shook his head at the fire, but he couldn't do nothing.
"You take care of him, can the car in the cabin be used?" Jack thought of the problem of transportation.
The black agent nodded, "The key to the bulletproof car is here with me, and those people should not drive away."
The parking lot is near the back door, and it has not been affected here, so the car should still be there.
That's good, at least the problem of transportation has been solved.
Jack explained the situation to Ron on the intercom and then led his men to the main building, passing an internal road and green belt, where several corpses were upside down.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! After a little check, Jack looked at the tactical center they had just passed by. According to experience, these people were killed by bullets shot from there.
However, the DSS agent didn't seem to mention this matter, which is a bit strange.
They had no time to worry about these problems, and at this time, Ron had already solved the extremists at the front door with the help of Les Brigade.
"Where is Stevens?"
Jack looked at the direction of the fire, "Maybe it's still inside."
"Hell."
Ron cursed, then rushed out of the fire, and lay on the ground and vomited.
He recognized the first DSS agent Scott Vickland, the first to be recognised. "Scott told me, where are the people?"
The agent, who had been confused by the smoke, pointed at the fire with his finger, "I can't find them anymore, I feel like they're still inside."
"Are there any enemies in it?"
Vikland shook his head, "No, we're separated...", and began to cough constantly.
Ron rushed into the fired building immediately and shouted Stevens' name.
But he didn't last for half a minute and ran out of it. It was too hot and he couldn't breathe normally.
Jack and his men also ran over, and then he looked at the dozen bodies lying on the ground and in the swimming pool. The people fell in the direction of almost the same, and it was obvious that they were blocked on the offensive route.
Although these people have a little less combat power, almost all the armed organizations in this area are like this. Here he did not find the corpse of the other party. It is basically impossible for the armed organizations that can make such exchanges in such a short time.
A trace of doubt flashed across Jack Silva's face, but now they have something more important to do.
Ron ran out of the fire and coughed desperately while holding the marble pillar.
The fire inside was too big and there was no way to stay inside for a long time.
The few looked at the fire and all showed despair. In this case, Stevens had a very small chance of survival.
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Alex stood on an abandoned high-rise building, looked down at the fire-sky hall with a telescope, and then contacted Amanda by satellite phone.
"Didn't you say that the CIA can stop GRS?" Alex's tone was calm. In her opinion, her mission had been completed, and now Amanda had not arranged the person above. "I've said that I've long ago that I've tried to find an opportunity to give him a shot and then pretend to commit suicide. How could this happen now?"
Amanda opposite had nothing to say for a moment and asked after a while, "How is Stevens?"
Alex thought about the information Xu Chuan told her, but she did not plan to tell Amanda for the time being, "I don't know, the fire in the cabin is too big, and it may have been buried in the fire."
"This matter must have an accurate result, do you understand?" Amanda reminded.
"I see."
After hanging up the phone, Alex's face was filled with a smile.
She had no good feelings for the upsurge of those organizations. Since these people asked her to implement their plans from the beginning, it was their own responsibility to have problems. She would not take the initiative to help the other party deal with those tails.
I believe that after Amanda put down the phone, he has already told the news about the top of the peak.
Then she took out another one-time phone number and dialed the Tamara number.
"What the hell is going on with Stevens?"
Tamara did not participate in today's operations, but kept providing logistical assistance to the Nusra Front.
"I asked Abdul, and Stevens could never escape the fire." Tamara also watched the fire burning and promised Alex.
Alex smiled, "Okay, I believe you."
The organization will definitely verify through other channels. It is very likely that others will contact Tamara. There is more than one chess player behind this piece.
"By the way, there is one more thing." Tamara's voice was hesitant, but the guy thought about it and said it. "The people from the Nusra Front seem to be planning to siege the Americans."
Alex was stunned for a moment, okay, that secret intelligence station is indeed only the CIA personnel think it is a secret.
To be continued...