Volume 2 The Bell of the Forest Chapter 230 The cold wind and smoke came into the building
The bell of the forest in the second volume of the second volume of the guest Chapter 230 The cold wind and smoke came into the building
The city under the sun was shrouded in tranquility, and the crisp sound of the unexpected came easily tore apart this appearance. Gunshots rang out on the top of Qiulin Hill in the northeast corner of the neighborhood. Piercing the morning sky. into everyone's ears. It shook their minds.
Shi Qinghai crouched low in the fallen leaves of the red and yellow clips. Squint at the screen on the monitor. The thumb of the right hand quickly touches the red control button. With his precise and steady handling. The powerful AC beside him shifted the muzzle of the gun with the sound of the current. Like an indifferent one-eyed king gazing at the weak people who are about to die at his feet.
Caliper positioning in the monitor screen. Wander around the Foundation building. Blazing fast. But the picture is not a little sluggish. Where the king's eyes go. Extraordinarily clear.
With the thumb tap on the red control button. A heavy AC will look like it has been stimulated. A violent beating. The tip of the thick barrel spews flames. Three bullets with alloy tails whizzed out. The whole gun body will be a strong recoil force, sliding away. Quickly retreat along the metal chute on the mounted face. Then crashed into the Imperial Power Layer.
The sound of high-speed bullet ejection is not loud. And yet the air was split. By the hundreds of meters in the air, it had already begun to carry a terrible whistling sound. It is a torture for the human eardrum. The federal military has not fully studied the AC's silencing technology. No, don't say it. This is probably the biggest drawback of this gun.
Shi Qinghai looked at the monitor screen without a surface. Fast and stable operation with the red press in hand. With each gentle thumb tap. Far away, there will be a blood flower that explodes into life. The top of the hill is far from the building. He could see the clear images of death. But I can't hear those terrible howls, and then on the AC is completely different from the previous heavy sniper-like operation of the video game. Able to completely disconnect the gunslinger from that real world. Turn long-range kills into indifferent boring finger movements.
The AC in the forest full of red leaves shoots at a rhythm that is not fixed but is very clear. Titicaca --γ The heavy barrel of the gun fell back from time to time. The impact of the drifting red \ scattered and flew away. The air was filled with screaming in the distance. There were faint traces of ballistics in the morning dew, and the gunshots were sharp. Countless death lines were fired, blocking all passages around the Foundation building.
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Bursts of red. There were several corpses on the overpass on the flat lake, bleeding from them. Several guards who then tried to rush over. It was also killed and injured in the water on the rear bridge deck, which had tumbled and cracked. It's like a flower blooming in the shade.
When the Foundation building was originally designed. I don't know if that Mr. Senator has done too many bad things in his life. Most of the lakeside designs were chosen. There are only three separate passages to enter the building. Foundations in the name of peace. But he is always thinking about things that are not peaceful. There is no doubt that this is ironic. The building was built over the years. Nothing bad has happened, and the easy-to-defend and hard-to-attack design has not worked. Today, however, this was a sudden attack. But the armed forces in the building deeply felt the panic.
An enemy has raided the building. Instead, there's a powerful sniper using a powerful long-range weapon they've never anticipated. All access to the building was blocked. The Foundation building's design concept of being easy to defend and difficult to attack was holding all of them back to their feet at this time.
"Rush in. β
Hearing the rapid gunfire from inside the building and a few screams, the security personnel outside the building turned red-eyed. They didn't know how many people had infiltrated the building, and they didn't know if Mr. Senator was --γ at this time The Foundation's internal control network has just completed a self-check. It will take some time for all the information to come back.
Underneath the building. A few guards who dared to rush towards the gate ahead. It turned into a few blood flowers tragically. The sniper at the top of the hill fired a barrage of accurate and cold-blooded shots. Let's put potted wooden fences along the way. All in pieces. In the midst of the debris flying in the air. The people who tried to storm the building were all wounded, either screaming or screaming.
The threat of death sent chills down everyone's minds. Whether it's the Secret Service agents who rushed over. Or the guards of the security company. They all lay on their stomachs. Hidden in the shadow of the building. If they show their heads. The god of killing on the top of the mountain will reap their lives.
One of the captains of the Secret Service, an office in the first annex of the Culture and Arts Center, stared at the surveillance screen with a grim face. Listen to the voice of the subordinate in my ear. Angry slap on the table. "There is only one gun on the mountain." Rush in together. Who can stop it?"
That being said. But the order to attack was not forced. For the office of a parliamentarian - fully furnished. The heart of the head of the Federal Secret Service. One has a great opinion. The other side clearly does not trust the agents sent by the government. So keep them out of the building.
If the Secret Service takes over the Foundation's security and defense from the start. How could you be caught off guard by the other party. The middle-aged captain knew very well why the officer's office didn't believe it
These people. And he is really reluctant to let those who follow him to be born and die. Raining down bullets from that cold-blooded sniper on the mountain. Die for that councillor.
However, the duty lies. He always has to find a way to solve the problem at hand. Within the first time of the internal alarm to the acknowledgement. The captain has already gone through the internal line. The police headquarters of the four states around the mountains and the nearest garrison of the Second Military Region were connected. He believed that no matter how many killers came out there. As long as this side of the Foundation building can drag on for a little longer. There should be no major problems with the safety of parliamentarians.
Several agents from the Secret Service had already rushed up the hill. Hopefully they'll get rid of that sniper soon.
"Did the councillor enter the hallway?" the captain pressed his headphones. Asked quickly.
"In. β
The communication device in the office is always on. The sound of hissing electricity. Mixed with a call from a large Foundation internal armed personnel.
Listen to those words. Look at the figures of intruders that flash quickly on the surveillance screen. The captain's pupils narrowed dramatically. I felt an unprecedented chill.
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The security personnel shouted and cursed on the intercom. Reprimand. Nervous tactical commands rang out incessantly.
"Spread out. The man rushed over. β
Dense gunfire rang out over the intercom. A muffled grunt in the middle and back. The sound of messy footsteps when retreating or chasing.
β***γ That guy is too fast. β
The voice in the intercom stopped abruptly. A few crisp gunshots seemed to have a few lingering echoes.
"East 3rd District. East 3rd District. Live him. β
The captain looked at the killer in the guard's costume in the surveillance. Like a gust of wind, it rushed across the frame. Entered the hallway. to the cold hair on the whole body. The other party in such a quick time. It's already going to the East Third District. There was a lot of fire in the building. How he hid.
Let the armed men set up a defensive line in the eastern 3rd district. Belongs to the head of the bodyguards of the MedellΓn parliamentarians. The one who has always been confident and proud. In front of today's killing. and trembled.
The captain of the Secret Service, Tie Qing. He rubbed the curls on his head in pain. Some couldn't believe what they had seen on the monitor. Even the most elite special forces soldier of the federal military. It's impossible to have such a quick reaction. Such ferocious firepower and that extremely sharp means of attack.
It's only a matter of minutes. The man killed seven of them. Broke through two lines of defense. You are about to enter the East 3rd Area of the Fund Building.
At the time of the intrusion alarm just now. The captain had been calculating how many men had been dispatched. before daring to attack the Foundation building that was defended by three floors. But what he couldn't have imagined was this. Until this time. They also found only two people.
How dare two people go in so boldly? The captain must have thought it was a big joke. But the lines of death cut across the space. The silent killer in the building. He knows. Two attackers today. None of them are ordinary people. What made him feel even more cold. The hitter in the building. I don't know what method was used. was able to quietly enter the core area. All the way up to after entering the Foundation building. only to be discovered by their people.
"***. When will the troops come over? β
The captain roared angrily. Then pick up the intercom in your hand. A cold face gave the command. "Within three minutes. and they will bring out the man on the mountain. All the rest of the group. Lean sideways towards the building. Upper Rush. β
His face was extremely ugly. Something suddenly came to mind. Shen Sheng said quickly: "There must be tactical support personnel outside. Otherwise, the man wouldn't have sneaked in. Internal monitoring is self-tested again. Search for abnormal signal emission points. Don't be alarmed over there. Touch it upside down. Locate the area where the signal is being received. β
Knowing that Mr. Senator has entered the passage. Long emotions are not as nervous as they seem. Years of experience in the Secret Service. Let him give the right instructions one by one in an orderly manner.
Whether from the comparison of firepower is from other sides. Today's two invaders have no choice but to fail. However, when the captain saw the images on the monitor. I still couldn't help but shudder.
The intruder with a travel bag on his back. I was running fast with my head down. In both hands, he holds two standard firearms of the Federal Army. The intruder doesn't seem to have looked up to take aim all the time. But the gun in his hand never stopped firing.
The tongue of fire is like a dragon. Spit between hallways. Paint cement wallpaper. It doesn't matter if it's hard or soft. All torn to pieces. Flying floats in a space filled with the smell of gunpowder.
No pieces fell. That low figure is long gone. Like a cold wind.
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Well. It's still a little astringent, but there's a vague grasp of something. That's all for now. I'm going to think about it in the evening. Writing this is probably a learning process as well. Think about it. οΌ