"They are safe. Get out of here quickly. Our safe house is ready." Mo Bing wore two earphones with different signal sources on each ear. He listened to the sound of the satellite phone signal earphones and spoke to
The microphone said, "The news came from thirty seconds ago. You go first and I will cover you."
Huan Huan did not answer, but took the muzzle of the submachine gun away from Jim Hunter's head. "Thank you very much for your cooperation." He turned to look at the female secretary who was gradually calming down. "Beautiful lady, we are destined to meet again.
." He folded the submachine gun again and put it inside his suit jacket.
Jim Hunter was desperately pressing the alarm button under the table. For more than 20 minutes, no one came.
Just after the auditory hallucination trotted out and closed the door, Jim picked up the phone on the table and threw it out with all his strength. The phone hit the door with a bang, shattered into pieces, and then fell to the marble floor with a clatter.
The female secretary was startled by the noise, then came to her senses, took out her mobile phone and dialed the number of the security department.
At this time, Huan Huan didn't care about what was going on inside the door. After picking up the submachine gun, he trotted away. While pressing the call button for the elevator, he pulled off the pass hanging on his chest, lit it and threw it into the elevator.
In the trash can next to him, he pressed the button for all three elevators, but they were all busy. When the elevator started to rise from below, he found that the three elevators were rising at the same time. Keen insight
Let Huan Huan know that there are many people in these three elevators, and they are all coming for him.
He turned around in confusion and met a staff member in the building. In fact, this staff member was not in charge of security. He was a senior manager upstairs. He just came down to get documents. The staff member looked at the person in front of him.
A strange oriental face without any identity information stopped him.
"Sir, you are not from the Development Group. Please show your pass and identity information. If you don't have a pass, then this is not the place for you to stay." Suddenly, the staff saw the smoking person behind Huan Huan.
Trash can, he felt a little confused. "Sir, please stay here, I will contact the people in the security department to send you safely away from here!"
"Pass, I thought this thing was useless. No one asked me for it when I came... Just a moment..." Huan Huan ignored the staff's eyes and just pretended to take something out of his jacket pocket.
"it's here!"
Huan Huan's right hand suddenly pulled out from his coat pocket and punched the man in the face. The staff member was punched hard on the left side of his face. He covered his mouth and saw stars in his eyes. He was about to shout out, but...
Covered her mouth due to auditory hallucinations.
Hallucination twisted his arm behind his back, held down the back of his head, and knocked his head against the wall. There was a muffled sound, and the staff member slowly collapsed to the ground facing the wall.
"It's too late..." Huan Huan looked at the elevator behind him, and the number of floors displayed had reached eleven. He hurriedly ran to the fire stairs, but as soon as he pushed the spring door open, he found that there were sounds coming from both the top and bottom of the stairs.
There were chaotic footsteps and shouts. "Give me an unblocked way to evacuate!" Huan Huan knew that the stairs could not be used. He quickly retreated, trying to find an unlocked room on this floor, but he couldn't.
He was greatly disappointed. After the secretary notified the security department, all rooms on the entire floor were locked using electronic devices.
"All roads are blocked! Implement plan C." Mo Bing finally turned off the safety of the m110 sniper rifle, and the cross of the scope moved a little away from Jim Hunter's head. In fact, Jim's office was also blocked
The security system is locked, and the bulletproof door is still very reliable. "Armor-piercing bullet, I will help you open the door of that office. You need to use Jim Hunter to get out of here."
"Stop being so verbose and hurry up, they are coming soon!" Huan Huan said eagerly.
"Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry." Mo Bing adjusted his breathing, then gently tapped the trigger. The silencer on the muzzle of the gun covered up the sound of the gunfire and the light of the gun. He only heard three gunshots and three red and yellow gunshots.
A straight line streaked across the somewhat dark sky and hit the floor-to-ceiling glass window of the office.
The first bullet penetrated the glass window and entered the wall of the room. Although the tempered glass was covered with bulletproof film, the armor-piercing bullet used by Mo Bing was used to penetrate military vehicles. However, although the bullet penetrated the glass, it only left
There was a bullet hole, and the glass cracked and turned into small pieces, but it still didn't fall off and was stuck together tightly by the film.
The two bullets at the back were fired at the starting position of the film. Mo Bing knew that only this room in the entire building had bulletproof film. So if two holes were drilled from the starting position of the bulletproof film, then this would A piece of broken glass that was stuck together with film would completely fall off. Just as Mo Bing thought, just a few seconds later, a large piece of cracked glass fell from the sky. Because it was the rush hour after get off work , and also smashed several people downstairs to death. The scene suddenly became bloody, screams were everywhere, and police officers began to look up to confirm what was going on.
Mo Bing has no intention of caring about these things. His ultimate goal is not this. He is carrying out the most accurate standard. He wants to relax his mood and calm his heartbeat in order to achieve the most accurate shooting.
Jim seemed to have discovered the sniper on the high building. The cold wind in the sky lost the barrier of the tempered glass and roared in. The books on the bookshelf and the documents on the table suddenly floated up, and the room was in a mess. Jim looked at it
He was convinced that the sniper was on the roof of the building, and he was probably the same person as the auditory hallucination. But he didn't know why the bullet didn't hit his head after it penetrated and peeled off.
"You must be confused!" Mo Bingbing smiled coldly and pulled the trigger. The bullet whizzed past Jim's ear, carrying a strong wind and a sharp sound, and then hit the lock of the bulletproof door with a bang.
.
The parts of the door lock fell off with a clatter, a burst of electric arc flashed from the door lock, and the door bounced open!
"It's not open. I'll retreat first. Please pay attention to your safety. If you need support, call me through the microphone. When you arrive at the bottom of the building, I will start heading towards the safe house. See you at the safe house! Be careful in everything!"
"You go first, I have a way!" Huan Huan, who had been waiting outside for a long time, finally breathed a sigh of relief. He kicked the door open, and the strong wind blew his hair into a mess. He took off his coat despite the strong wind, and then again
I took out the submachine gun and disassembled the various peripherals of the submachine gun. The gun finally revealed its true colors, Glock 17.
"I still need to borrow it from you!" Huan Huan knew that this was the last resort. He put his coat on his right hand, covering the pistol in his hand, and then pulled Jim to him. "Please give it to me.
Get out. Don't play any tricks, otherwise I will definitely put a bullet into your back before I'm captured by them."
Jim gritted his teeth and nodded, but now he could only be at the mercy of the auditory hallucinations. The two people walked out of the room one after another, and encountered more than twenty security guards carrying shotguns and submachine guns.
personnel.
"Boss, where are you going?" The leading black bodyguard felt that the Asian man behind Jim Hunter was very strange. After seeing the Asian man's eyes and movements, he understood that Jim was being held hostage by this man.
!Under that coat, there should be a pistol.
"I need to go out for a while, do I still need to report to you?" Jim's tone was strange, but he kept winking at the black bodyguard, and his eyes almost turned to the side.
"You are in a very dangerous situation. There was a sniper just now. Please stay under our protection..." The black bodyguard looked at Hua Hua intently, but Hua Hua had no intention of evading and faced that look directly.
Jim ignored the group of bodyguards. Driven by the auditory hallucinations, he entered the elevator directly and pressed the button for the first floor.
Looking at the closed elevator door, the black bodyguard yelled at his men. "Block the elevator and all exits. What are you doing standing still? Go down and wait for someone to come out. You must not let him leave the building!"
Auditory Hallucinations would not wait until the elevator descended to the first floor. On the tenth floor, he pressed the button for the third floor and then opened the emergency exit above the elevator. He put on his coat and kept aiming his pistol.
Jim. The elevator stopped on the third floor. As soon as the door opened, he heard the hallucination slamming shut. Taking advantage of the moment when the elevator stopped, he jumped out from the emergency exit. The elevator started again and he held the outer door of the third floor.
, then opened the door bit by bit and jumped out of the elevator on the third floor.
Jim was the only one left in the elevator. He leaned against the wall and sighed, wiping the cold sweat from his head. In any case, even if the auditory hallucinations ran away, his life was still preserved.
Just as I thought, when I exited the elevator on the first floor, dozens of guns were pointed at that place. As soon as the elevator door opened, if I was still inside, I would be shot through the head right away.
Dozens of bodyguards were staring at the numbers on the elevator door. There was a sharp ding, and the elevator arrived. The automatic door slowly opened. Many people swallowed and put the sights on their submachine guns close to their eyes, but at the door
After opening it, they found Jim alone.
Jim punched the wall. "A bunch of losers!"
At this time, Huan Huan walked out of the fire stair entrance on the first floor and went straight to the small side door connecting the fire stair to the outside of the building. After knocking down the bodyguards at the two doors with three shots, he calmly left the place and sneaked in.
Outside the building, among the crowd watching the falling objects hurting people. He knew that the security department would not notice him leaving the elevator, because everyone started to search for him, and the people who were watching the elevator camera next to the monitor had already
Have left work.
Hallucination wiped the fingerprints off the Glock 17 pistol, then bought a newspaper, wrapped it up, and stuffed it into a trash can on the roadside. He passed the subway security check and got on a train that was about to leave the station.
Train. There were many people in the subway and it was extremely crowded, but this was exactly what Huan Huan wanted. The more people there were, the lower the possibility of him being caught. On the subway, he took out his phone and dialed Fu Ming's
satellite telephone.
At this time, Fu Ming was on a private plane on a flight to Hong Kong. If he wanted to go to New York, he needed to transfer from Hong Kong. He flew directly from Congo to New York, and he might be shot down by fighter jets as soon as he entered the country.
Ordinary mobile phones can only receive signals when the plane is taking off or landing, and cannot receive signals at all at high altitudes. This is also the danger of making calls on an airplane. Mobile phone signals will interfere with navigation during takeoff and landing.
Even though it was only a little bit, it was still dangerous. Fu Ming didn't have to think about it at all. During the prescribed course, the satellite phone would not have any impact on the aircraft. He answered the phone. "How?"
Hearing hallucinations made him take a few breaths, but he was very tired from running all the way. "Success, Mo Bing and I are both safe. We will meet at the safe house. Jim Hunter is not dead."
"Very good. You two are almost becoming professional spies!" Fu Ming's eyes lit up, and he said coldly, "He will die in the hands of the CIA."