In the dim corridor, two pretty female nurses sat slumped against the corridor wall with their heads lowered. The long eyelashes on their faces were still trembling slightly, their breathing seemed very even, and their delicate faces looked like they could be broken by a blow.
The boy stared greedily at the two pretty little nurses in front of him. He unconsciously bent down, stretched out his left hand and gently touched the delicate face of one of the nurses. Then he raised his left hand to his nose and took a deep breath.
He stared at the two young nurses in front of him with gleaming eyes, swallowed hard, straightened up, raised his gun and walked forward.
Another tall man at the back, Er, lowered his head and glanced at the motionless little nurse, then raised his eyes and glared hard at the kid in front. He muttered in a low voice, then raised his right arm and walked forward with a gun.
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The corridor was dark and quiet, and people were still sleeping soundly one after another. The little man in front had already followed the wall under the corridor on the right and carefully walked through the door of the trauma treatment room on the left. He raised his gun and turned towards the treatment room.
He glanced at the door, then walked to the door of the last ward.
He nervously raised his gun and aimed at the other corridor door in front. When he saw several fully armed guards lying down at the corridor door, the nervous look on his face suddenly relaxed, and the hands holding the gun followed him to the side.
Peering inside the ward door.
This third ward was the inpatient ward of the three scientific expedition members that they discovered during the covert reconnaissance. There were probably guards hidden in it, so the little man became extremely nervous. He held the pistol tightly with both hands and dug deep into the room.
He took a deep breath, and then suddenly looked in through the glass on the door.
The room was very dark, but through the light from the bathroom inside the door, the little man could still see the three figures lying on the three hospital beds at a glance. He looked at it intently, and his face suddenly became nervous again. He vaguely saw the last
There was still a dark figure dimly displayed beside the hospital bed inside. But he immediately saw from the nurse's hat on the dark figure's head that it was a little nurse sitting under the bed and sleeping.
He let out a long breath, let go of the gun handle with his left hand and raised it upward to make a "safety" gesture, then lowered his left hand and gently pushed open the door of the last ward.
At this time, the two tall men at the back were already walking towards the corridors on both sides with guns in both hands. Then the boy who pointed the gun at the head of the guard saw the gesture made by his companion in front. He stepped across and sat on the floor.
The two young nurses on board then raised their guns to the treatment room in front, then raised their left hands to push open the door of the treatment room.
Qian Bin was inside the door and closely monitored the movements of the three boys through the observation hole on the door. At this time, he saw that the other party was actually trying to open the door and come in to check. His expression changed drastically, and the muzzle of the gun in his hand was immediately pointed at the door.
At this time, he had no time to retreat into the house and pretend to be asleep. Once the boy outside the door came in, he had no choice but to take action first. In such a short period of time, he really had no time to make other reactions.
Just when the other party was about to push open the door, a low voice in Y language suddenly came from outside the door: "Speed up and don't cause trouble."
As the director of the Operations Division of the National Security Bureau, Qian Bin was proficient in four or five foreign languages. He immediately understood the meaning of the other party's words and knew that the guy across the corridor must be the leader of this action team. Now he must be
He had judged that there was no danger, so he ordered his men to speed up and move as quickly as possible to avoid anyone breaking in midway.
Sure enough, the boy who had touched the door panel retracted his left hand, and a faint sound of footsteps followed him walking past the door. Qian Bin breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his muzzle and continued to press his face against the observation hole on the door to look out.
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The tall man who was about to open the door just now had already raised his gun and moved forward. The boy across the corridor also appeared at the door of Zou Tao's ward. At this time, the little man glanced at the two companions following him with a searching look, and followed
He pointed forward and made a "safe" gesture. The boy behind him immediately raised his gun and shook it toward the door, signaling him to go in immediately.
When the little man saw the action of the boy behind him, he immediately held up his gun and pushed open the door of the ward where Zou Tao and the others were and walked in. The two boys behind him immediately stood by the door, one on the left and the other on the right, aiming their guns at both sides of the corridor.
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The little man walked into the ward. He immediately raised his gun and took a look inside the room. When he saw clearly that the three people lying on the hospital bed and the little nurse sitting on the floor were still sleeping, he immediately pointed the gun at
He looked at the lighted bathroom on the side, and then pushed open the bathroom door. At this time, he was leaning against the wall next to the bathroom door, looking very nervous. He was obviously worried that there were security guards hidden in the bathroom.
The lights in the bathroom were still on, and there was no one in the room. The little man immediately breathed a sigh of relief. He took half a step back, stretched out his left hand to make a gesture to the two companions behind him, and then raised his gun and fired into the dim ward.
Go.
The tall man who was watching the corridors on both sides of the door saw the gesture made by the small man in the room. The two men immediately entered the ward with their guns still aimed at the door, and their movements seemed very tight.
Waves of low snoring still echoed in the corridor and ward, but there was no unusual sound. The two tall men listened carefully to the movement outside the door, then quickly turned around and pointed their guns at the dark ward.
At this time, the little man had already raised his gun and walked to the second Feng Dao bed. His gun muzzle quickly passed through the figures lying on the three beds, and then aimed at the little nurse sitting on the floor next to him, leaning against the bedside table.
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At this time, he saw that the four people in the room were still sleeping soundly, so he lowered the muzzle of his gun with confidence, and drove to the aisle between the first and second hospital beds. He reached out and grabbed the one that Feng Dao was covering with his left hand.
The metal box. He then lowered his head and took a closer look at the diamond that exuded a faint light in the box. Then he reached out and touched the dark stones on the side. He then whispered in Y in surprise:
"Yes, these are meteorite fragments."
Hearing the sound, the two tall men stepped over to him. The leader of the operations team looked down at the metal box. He then stretched out his left hand to grab the metal box, carefully closed the lid and stuffed it into his breast pocket.
Then he lowered his head and shouted in Y language: "Group 2, take action!" He then whispered to another tall companion beside him: "Pick up this scientific expedition member and let's go!"
The tall man immediately bent down, picked up the wind knife lying on the bed and put it on his shoulder. He raised the gun with one hand and held the wind knife on his shoulder with the other hand. He turned around and was about to walk out of the house. The little man also immediately turned around.
He walked towards the door, the gun in his hand facing the direction of the door.