Chapter 254
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"… Team B lost contact. Negotiation failed. Executing Plan II. I repeat, negotiation failed … "
The communication sound came from the intercom on the ground along with the static noise.
Xia Shiyu looked around in horror, but she couldn't see anything.
Just now, she heard the crisp sound of glass shattering, as well as the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground. There was no more sound in the room.
The room was dark without a trace of light. This caused her vision to be obstructed. Other than the window reflecting the moonlight, there was only endless darkness left in her line of sight.
[Negotiation failed. Does that mean they're going to kill the hostage?]
When she thought about this, a deep sense of hopelessness rose in her heart. The previously clean jeans were covered in dust as they rubbed against the ground.
The rope was like a poisonous snake that tightly bound her to the corner. No matter how she struggled, she couldn't move an inch.
"Jiang Chen …" A weak murmur squeezed out from the taped lips as she tightly closed her eyes.
Would he appear by her side that night and save her from despair?
"Save me …"
She knew the possibility was slim. Maybe in the next second, her throat would be slit by the kidnapper who decided to kill her and she would fall to the cold floor.
But she still hoped for something in her heart.
…
"Target killed."
The emotionless voice, accompanied by the mist of her breath, floated out from her lips.
Under the crosshair was a female body. Her blonde hair mixed with blood scattered on the ground. The 12.76mm bullet directly split her skull. The CIB female agent died under her gun.
"Did I make it …"
Her chest violently moved up and down. From the moment she received the coordinates from Jiang Chen, she stepped on the gas pedal to the floor and rushed here. After she got out of the car, she used her fastest speed to rush to the tallest unfinished construction site nearby and then crouched in her sniper position.
It was a race with the Grim Reaper.
If everything went according to plan, the moment the coordinates came, the battle on Jiang Chen's side should have started. Although he would definitely use signal jamming equipment to block the other party's communication, losing contact for a long time would definitely arouse the suspicion of the other party's commander.
Fortunately, the place where the hostages were hiding was not far from the abandoned garment factory. She managed to get there before the hostages realized that something was wrong.
Moving the crosshair, Ayesha observed Xia Shiyu's condition.
The hostage's emotions were relatively stable. He did not react to the gunshots. His vision was probably sealed. This was also good. If the hostage screamed because of the stimulation, it would make the situation worse.
Speaking of which, was she her husband's other wife? Oh, she's quite pretty.
As Ayesha thought about it, she opened the radio life detection system next to the scope.
The blue ripples swept across the front sight from top to bottom, and a few red dots were quickly marked on the scope.
Ayesha moved the muzzle of the Ghost Sniper Rifle and continued to aim the crosshair at the sentry who was warming his hands at the metal gate.
"The second one," she said to herself as she pulled the trigger.
Bang!
The bullet penetrated the person's skull. Blood mixed with brain matter splattered on the ground. The sentry was killed. The enemy finally realized that they were exposed to the sniper's gun. The two red dots hiding behind the building quickly moved and dashed into the building.
There was not a single ripple in her heart. To her, killing was as easy as breathing.
For Jiang Chen.
"The target is exposed. The next step should be to control the hostage." Ayesha murmured to herself as she moved the gun back to the room Xia Shiyu was in and aimed the crosshair at the door.
Sure enough, the red dot climbed to the third floor and moved to the edge of the door.
The enemy did not rashly enter. It was obvious that the room was within the sniper's shooting range.
"Smoke grenade? Unfortunately, it doesn't work on me. "Ignoring the small gap in the door, Ayesha aimed the muzzle at the concrete wall and pulled the trigger.
…
"Dammit, it's a PLA sniper. Someone betrayed us!" Michael squeezed the loaded pistol as his breathing became rapid.
"We may be surrounded. First, control the hostage." The black man with the assault rifle appeared calm as he took out a smoke grenade from his waist.
To encounter a sniper in Hua, it was without a doubt that it must be someone from the military. The agents were like mice under the feet of an elephant. If they were exposed, they would be stomped flat.
This was not Iraq. The UA aircraft carrier could not cover their retreat.
But just as the black man was about to throw a smoke grenade, the concrete wall he was leaning on instantly exploded. The bullet penetrated the ten-centimeter-thick concrete wall and tore his head into pieces.
"Fu * k!" Michael cursed as he immediately ran to the stairs.
He didn't care about the hostage anymore. The sniper's bullets seemed to have eyes. He just wanted to leave this damned place!
Running to the first floor, Michael immediately jumped out of the window and rolled to the back of the abandoned building.
Leaning against the thick wall, he gradually found a sense of security. It was normal for a bullet to penetrate a wall, but it was impossible for a bullet to penetrate a building.
He looked at the twenty meters of empty space beside the building. He struggled in his mind, but he didn't have the courage to rush over.
“Shit！ What is that idiot Miller doing? "He cursed, but he didn't have any ideas.
Miller was the sniper responsible for acting as their support, but at this moment, there was no movement at all. Because he was acting alone, he wasn't in the communication channel of Team C. The only person who could contact him was the already dead captain, Catherine.
"Did he hide?"
Ayesha muttered as she put away her sniper rifle and walked downstairs.
Due to the threat of the sniper, it was impossible for the enemy to return to the hostage room.
She moved close to the cover as her petite body quickly closed the distance between her and the target building.
Ayesha pulled out the Type-11 pistol from her waist and walked to the CIB agent hiding in the back of the room.
Her steps were light like a cat's and didn't make any noise.
A creepy feeling suddenly crept into Michael's heart. But the moment he turned around, his eyes met the black muzzle in Ayesha's hand.
Bang!
Ayesha ignored the body on the ground and walked to the room where Xia Shiyu was locked up.
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