There was a loud "bang", and as Qin Shaojie pulled the trigger, a golden warhead ejected from the barrel of the large-caliber Desert Eagle gun and flew directly to Qin Shaojie's temple.
The temple is one of the most fragile acupuncture points in the human body. When it is exposed to excessive trauma, it will directly kill people. Even those so-called internal experts who make their temples bulge cannot withstand the power of bullets.
Everyone, including Yan Longteng, was dumbfounded. Even Kong Ming and Qin He, who knew Qin Shaojie's background, were speechless.
This kid, why can't you think about it so hard? I just had an argument with you, so why did you pull out a gun and commit suicide?
Zhang Chi was a little afraid to look at the scene where the head was blooming and blood was splattering. He covered his eyes and shook his head with regret.
Having said that, Zhang Chi still has a kind heart. He feels that he forced a young man like a flower to death.
Xu Hui was even more stunned by Qin Shaojie's move. He had seen many big scenes, but even he, a general who had been on the battlefield in Vietnam, had never seen such a scene.
Many people thought that Qin Shaojie was mentally ill, but after waiting for a long time, they did not hear the "pop" sound of his head exploding. Then, something happened that shocked everyone even more.
Everyone saw that an iron block the size of a dime fell on the table in front of Qin Shaojie.
"This, this is impossible." Xu Hui reacted first, quickly walked around and walked to Qin Shaojie's side, and pinched the small round iron piece with trembling fingers. After looking at it carefully, a gradual feeling appeared on his forehead.
There was a cold sweat.
"This...this is the bullet, the bullet that was shot just now."
"Let me see." Zhang Chi also refused to believe it. He walked over quickly and snatched the iron block from Xu Hui's hand. Needless to say, the expression on his face was even more exciting than Xu Hui's.
"How is this possible? How is this possible?" Zhang Chi murmured to himself.
This really subverted his understanding of human beings.
Human beings are the strongest species among living things, but they are also the most vulnerable.
Sometimes, a punch to the temple could kill you, let alone a bullet.
"This is impossible, this is fake." Zhang Chi said.
"How could it be false?" Xu Hui said. "What you see may not be true, but what you hear cannot be false."
"Oh? Comrade Xu Hui, what do you mean?" Yan Longteng was also curious. Qin Shaojie's actions just now really scared him. If he hadn't been strong enough, he would have been scared to death this time.
"General Secretary, this is a dum bomb." Xu Hui took the flattened warhead from Zhang Chi's hand and said.
"The use of dum bombs in the army has been banned. Although I don't know where Comrade Qin Shaojie got the dum bombs, I just heard the sound of the hammer hitting the primer with my own ears. This is the same as firing a blank bullet.
It's different. So, this... was indeed fired from the barrel of the gun."
After Xu Hui explained it, the way he looked at Qin Shaojie was different.
I have been in the army for decades, and I have seen a lot of ups and downs, big and small. Anyone who has studied guns also knows that although the DUM bullet is said to be the most powerful bullet, in fact, its penetrating power is
It's not strong, but it's strong in its expansion power. When hit by a dummy bullet, the wound will be several times the caliber of the bullet.
But even if the penetrating power of the dum bomb is not strong enough, how does he use his temple to crush the bullet? Is it possible that he is the legendary Terminator?
"I have long heard Kong Ming say that you are different." Yan Longteng stared at the flattened warhead for a long time before saying with some regret. "Hearing is false, seeing is believing. Now I understand.
"
As the supreme leader of the Huaxia Kingdom, Yan Longteng had access to the most confidential things, but he had never seen such a scene.
"Minister Zhang, can this convince you?" Qin Shaojie asked with a smile, a look of embarrassment on his face.
"Yes... yes." Zhang Chi glanced at Qin Shaojie with a complicated expression and said with difficulty.
"Okay." Yan Longteng clapped his hands and said with a serious expression. "What happened just now is so rotten in your stomach that no one can tell anyone."
"Xiao Qin, put the gun away. Now, tell me your requirements. How many people are needed?"
"Not many. Counting me, there are five people in total." Qin Shaojie said.
"Okay." Yan Longteng said. "You can choose anyone from any special forces unit in China."
At this time, Yan Longteng was no longer the amiable old man who often appeared on TV, but his eyes were wide open, like a majestic general standing on the city wall and looking down at the world. An extremely domineering word "good" represents
Yan Longteng's anger.
If I had to put this anger into one sentence, it would be--anyone who offends China will be punished no matter how far away it is.
"It doesn't have to be so troublesome." Qin Shaojie smiled. "I can just take my own people there."
"My own people?" Yan Longteng was stunned for a moment and asked. "Your people from S.H.I.E.L.D.?"
"No, no, bringing them is almost useless." Qin Shaojie shook his head and said.
What he said is correct. Although the cultivation of those in SHIELD is high enough, it is still not enough. He is going to stage an enhanced version of Havoc in Heaven, so he has to bring in a few talents who can handle the scene.
OK.
"Then who are you?" Yan Longteng has also learned about Qin Shaojie's information a long time ago. Apart from more women and the former world's number one killer beside him, he doesn't know who else he has.
"Hehe." Qin Shaojie said with a smile. "Mr. Yan, I have to keep this secret for the time being. I will report to you when I have time."
"Okay, you kid." Yan Longteng pointed at Qin Shaojie, smiled, and said, "In this case, you will be solely responsible for this matter."
"However." Yan Longteng paused and said, "If something happens to you, China will not admit it. Do you remember it?"
"Don't worry, Mr. Yan." Qin Shaojie said. "It's the other party who's going to have trouble, not me."
"Well, it's always good to be careful." After saying that, Yan Longteng glanced at the people in the conference room again and said. "I'll reiterate again, forget everything about what just happened. Even if you can't forget it, you'll die.
Carry it in a coffin in your belly."
Forget? It’s not that easy.
Zhang Chi thought with a wry smile. But even if he told this kind of thing, no one would believe it.
After everyone nodded in agreement, Yan Longteng said, "Okay, now that it's been decided, let's go back and rest. It's very late."
After saying that, Yan Longteng stood up, opened the door of the conference room, and walked out under the protection of two guards.