Chapter 4308
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The gunshots alerted the bodyguards who had yet to be dealt with. Chaos had yet to arise, but there was already no way to continue the assassination.
The infiltrating special forces knew that something bad had happened as soon as they heard the gunshots. When they saw the alarmed target, they did not panic. Instead, they signaled to each other. Then, K7.
He leaped and rolled towards the iron bottom of the cabin and hid in a corner.
He glanced up and stared at a wire.
He pointed upwards and made a horizontal slicing gesture. Project X and Project Y nodded lightly. K7 destroyed the power line, and Project Y and Project X quickly dove forward a few meters.
They didn't stop there. They dived a few meters forward, and the special forces soldiers beside them also dived a few meters forward. If the distance they were moving forward was a straight line, then everyone would divide this line into several sections. There would be people guarding each section, waiting for the enemy to come over, and then kill them one by one.
No one asked why there was a sudden gunshot, and no one asked if anyone was injured, because they had no time to ask these things!
If someone was really injured or killed … they could only accept it!
This was an operation with a high mortality rate. The will had already been written. If anyone did not return, the will would be sent out.
"Tap, tap, tap …"
Countless footsteps could be heard. K7, who was at the front, kept flicking his fingers into his earpiece to tell his comrades to get ready for battle.
The outlaw militants who were running over noticed that the lights had gone out. They slowed down, and in the darkness the sound of bullets being loaded could be heard clearly.
The gunshots alerted them, but they did not realize that the lower cabin had been invaded.
After all, there had never been any outsiders here, and their leader had said that this place was even safer than the damned presidential palace in Libya.
"What happened up ahead? Sentinel, sentinel! "
Someone shouted.
Then, someone replied, "My pistol accidentally went off." Xia Jinyuan, who was panting and wrapping a bandage around his arm to stop the bleeding, could not help but laugh.
If the little fox were here, she would've described it even better.
His arm was hit by a pistol bullet, but it did not penetrate through. The bullet was still lodged in his muscles. Even if he lifted his arm slightly, the pain would cause his muscles to tighten.
Perhaps because he thought of Ye Chien, Xia Jinyuan inexplicably felt that the pain seemed to lessen a lot.
This was a bloody battle, and even … a bloody battle with a high mortality rate. Even as the leader, he did not know if he could leave this place alive.
Klo Kaisardin, a leader of the outlaw militants in Libya, but he was definitely not a nobody............... Klo.....
......... and...... with. it............................ to....
. to...... with............
........ How.
G3 asked in a low voice. There was a strong smell of blood on his body, both his and the enemy's. His painted face was stained with blood, and even his two eyebrows were stuck with blood. They were stiff, like two stiff eyebrows drawn by the clumsiest makeup artist.
Xia Jinyuan finished the last step of the bandage with his teeth. He smiled coldly and said, "You can carry on until you leave here alive. Have you finished clearing them? "
. "" Of course. There aren't many left! "
G3 curled his lips, and a cold smile appeared in his eyes.
The air in the lower cabin was getting worse, and the sticky smell of blood filled every corner. The fight had already begun. The outlaw militants who had entered the ambush circle of the special forces finally realized that their place had been invaded.
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