Bang, bang!
Two short gunshots rang out, but they were drowned out by the thunder.
The smoke dispersed.
With a horrifying bloody hole on their foreheads, the two figures fell into a pool of blood one after another.
The silver revolver returned to his waist, and Garek threw the guitar case in his hand on the ground.
He stepped forward and dragged the two bodies from the window of the clock tower to the wooden box under the stairs. He took out two broadsword mines from his backpack and placed them behind the locked wooden door.
Unless there was something wrong with the clock tower, no one would come to this attic under normal circumstances. And the Colombian police should have talked to the relevant authorities and temporarily requisitioned this clock tower during the visit of the Xin delegation.
After setting up the trap, Garek returned to the window and opened the mahogany guitar case.
Large and small parts neatly filled all the space inside the guitar case.
After he skillfully assembled the parts, Garek put the sniper rifle on his shoulder and took a few glances around.
With a wide magazine and a square muzzle brake with openings on both sides, even people who knew nothing about weapons could recognize the name of this gun at first glance.
Barrett.
To be precise, it was the Barrett M107A1, a new product of the Barrett Company. Unlike the old M82 series, as the world's newest, most advanced, and most powerful sniper rifle, its effective range reached 2,000 meters. It was known as the "silencer cannon" in the sniper world.
Garek stuffed the bullets painted red into the magazine one by one, opened the bolt, and sneered.
The API armor-piercing incendiary bomb could penetrate 11mm thick homogeneous steel at a 45-degree angle within one kilometer, and produce more than 20 shrapnel behind the armor, as well as a burning effect comparable to aviation kerosene. It was no exaggeration to say that even if the President of Xin traveled in an armored vehicle, he was confident he could kill him in one shot.
As for failure?
He never considered it.
Every member of the Kurofune was a psychic.
The power that transcended the mundane was a gift from a higher civilization.
And his special ability happened to be tailored for the role he was going to play …
He placed the M107 on the window, put his eyes in front of the scope, looked at the rainy street, pressed the headset on his ear, and said coldly.
"This is Hunter, in position."
…
Accompanied by strong winds from the western Pacific Ocean, it rained from yesterday morning to the next afternoon.
However, even though the weather was bad, the vitality of the city did not diminish at all.
It was the tourist season, and the streets of Bogota were full of tourists from all over the world. Umbrellas lined up on the street, and the crowd under the umbrellas was bustling, walking through the streets with South American style and the dazzling array of shops.
On the rainy street, Lilith stood at the door of a cafe and looked at the crowd with umbrellas on the street expressionlessly, like a child who was separated from her parents.
Several waiters standing at the entrance of the cafe kept looking at her, discussing whether they should approach her and ask if she needed any help.
Rumble —
The dull sound of thunder rolled from afar.
At this moment, Lilith's eyelashes suddenly fluttered.
After a while, accompanied by the noise of the electric current, an unfamiliar male bass intermittently came into her ears.
"… This is the Huntress. She's in position."
As if she had received some kind of signal, Lilith slowly raised her head and looked in the direction of the bell tower. Her green pupils contracted slightly.
"Over there?"
The waiters at the entrance of the cafe finally came to a decision and sent out the girl who was the best at dealing with children.
The South American girl in her twenties, wearing a cafe uniform, walked out of the door.
However, just when she wanted to ask the girl if she needed help, she was surprised to find that the girl who stood there before had disappeared …
…
They're almost there.
Garek bit the tip of his tongue in excitement, and the crosshairs in his field of vision locked onto the bustling street hundreds of meters away.
Andrew used spiritual interference on the embassy staff and obtained the itinerary of the Xin delegation. At five o 'clock in the afternoon, the convoy of the Xin delegation would pass by here and head to the Presidential Palace in the city center to participate in the official dinner hosted by the Colombian government.
Hearst would use his transformation ability to distract the army responsible for the security of this area. Andrew would use his spiritual ability to identify which car Zhang Yaping's spiritual imprint was on.
All he needed to do was to pull the trigger, escape from here, go to the apartment about two streets away, untie the CIB agent named Braddock, and then shoot him in the head to make it look like everything was done by the unlucky CIB agent and he was killed.
"World War I?" Garek's eyes flashed with flames of excitement.
The gunshots in Sarajevo ignited the powder keg of World War I.
And now, the trigger that determined the fate of the world was tightly held in his hand. He could even feel the coldness along his index finger.
The convoy drove away from the Presidential Palace in the city center, and the Xin delegation that ended their visit was returning to the embassy.
Garek opened the safety, took a deep breath, and entered the state of mind.
It was not the time yet.
At this moment, two loud bangs came from downstairs.
Garek was slightly taken aback and immediately became alert.
[The broadsword exploded?]
All of a sudden, a hair-raising feeling shot up from his spine to his head.
Almost out of reflex, Garek let go of the sniper rifle in his hand and dove to the side.
There was a muffled sound behind him, and a silver thorn the size of an index finger was nailed to his original position, and it actually penetrated into the wall.
After a brush with death, a drop of cold sweat oozed out from Garek's forehead.
Without hesitation, he pulled out the silver revolver from his waist. When he saw the girl standing at the door, he was instantly surprised, but his index finger did not hesitate to pull the trigger.
Bang!
The bullet left the chamber!
However, at this moment, a strange scene occurred.
The bullet hit Lilith between the eyebrows, but after a crisp sound like hitting steel, it bounced to the side.
"How is this possible!"
Roaring in his mind, Garek's eyes widened, and he fired three shots with the revolver in his hand, but all the bullets bounced off.
Looking at the silver long blade gradually condensing in front of Lilith, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he cursed in his mind.
"Fu * k. Psychic! "
Throwing away the revolver in his hand, he instantly activated his ability while his hands touched his waist —
Bullet time!
Everything in his field of vision began to slow down.
Taking out the two sharp daggers, Garek's legs suddenly exerted force, his eyes locked on Lilith, who was looking at him expressionlessly, and focused on her delicate throat.
A smirk appeared at the corner of his mouth. In this space where time was almost frozen, he took rapid and slow steps.
"Go to hell!"
In the almost stagnant time, he was God.
No one could defeat him in close combat!
However, in the next second, a trace of despair was reflected in his pupils.
"No!"
Screaming, Garek just wanted to dodge, but it was too late.
Everything was slowing down except for the silver blade that had taken shape.
The silver shadow flashed, and before he could even say his last words, his head flew into the corner of the room like a football.
The horrified expression was fixed on his face.
Ignoring the headless body that was spurting blood, Lilith walked to the side of Garek's head. The pupil of her right eye flickered slightly, and a layer of light blue ripples swept across her field of vision.
After scanning and recording the killer's facial features, she quickly connected to the quantum communication satellite on the synchronous orbit and matched it with the information in the Ghost Agents' database. In less than two seconds, the matching result appeared in front of her.
Garek, a UA mercenary, a core member of the Kurofune, his ability was bullet time, and he died two years ago in the pursuit of Ghost Agents.
Obviously, he did not really die, but faked his death to get rid of the pursuit, so he appeared here.
A stream of data flashed in her pupils, and a hint of realization quickly appeared in Lilith's eyes.
"Kurofune? I see. "
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