The sound of gunfire reverberated throughout the dark floor. The sound of windows, glassware, and machinery being destroyed rang out one after another, causing everyone's eardrums to tremble. Ya Han gripped the handle of her gun tightly as she squeezed behind a large testing machine with her stepmother. Bullets whizzed through the air, creating sparks and sounds everywhere in the room. Dust and pieces of stone would occasionally fall from the wall behind them.
In the middle of the room, dragging the thermal monitor, Steamed Bun was carrying the rather frightening large gun and moving around. He inserted a bullet into the gun and pulled the trigger. Sparks flew as the bullet pierced through the wall and hit the enemy from several nearby rooms. The power of the shot was truly astonishing.
Robert and the others, as well as Ya Han's bodyguards, were also firing continuously in the dark, making small movements from one testing machine to another.
The side of the laboratory facing the corridor originally had some large windows that made it easier for the researchers to observe the situation inside from the outside. At this moment, many of the blinds had been destroyed by the flying bullets. As far as the eye could see, the entire floor had become the most dangerous death zone.
Outside the building, accompanied by the sound of gunfire, the faint sound of sirens could be heard. It sounded like someone was shouting, but it soon disappeared.
Ya Han muttered, "Half an hour, half an hour …" She picked up her stepmother's wrist and looked at the expensive women's luminous watch with difficulty. "There's, there's still 15 minutes left. Only 15 minutes left …" That was the time that Steamed Bun had predicted, but now it seemed like every minute was so long...
She straightened her body slightly and looked out at the floor where gunfire was incessant. At this moment, a series of machine gun bullets created dazzling sparks on the equipment beside her. Amidst the ear-piercing sounds, Ya Han was so frightened that she hurriedly fell back. Her stepmother pulled her from behind. "Be careful!"
"Hide well!"
Steamed Bun said in a low voice as he dragged the thermal imaging device and crawled past them quickly. He suddenly got up and fired a shot before crouching down again.
The human silhouettes, the heat caused by the passing of bullets, and the burning flames in many places caused strong interference with the instrument. At this moment, the light and shadow on the display screen were blurred. He could only shoot continuously based on his feelings and experience. Perhaps his accuracy had decreased, but this modified sniper rifle still posed a great threat. At least for now, these assassins had not been able to advance any further.
Steamed Bun had just inserted an armor-piercing bullet into the chamber when an obvious bright spot suddenly appeared on the display screen. Almost subconsciously, Steamed Bun jumped to the back of the device at the side. A rocket whizzed past the corridor outside, and the flames of the explosion swept through every corner of the laboratory.
*****
Not only in the research institute building, but at this moment, the streets outside were also bustling with noise and excitement.
Amidst the fluttering snowflakes, the unoccupied vehicles had basically blocked the entire street. Several vehicles that had exploded were now burning in the snow.
Gunshots were raging.
He had to admit that the New York police were actually quite efficient. Almost five minutes after the riot broke out, the first patrol car had already arrived at the street corner. However, just as the first policeman hiding behind the car shouted in panic, "We are Los Angeles, no … New York police …" The loudspeaker in his hand was immediately blown up by a bullet flying out of nowhere. The police car was under intense fire and exploded into a fireball within three minutes.
This police officer, who should have just been transferred from Los Angeles, already had a new and profound understanding of the public security situation in New York.
After that, police cars continued to drive in and blocked the nearby streets. It was estimated that more than 100 police officers had launched a firepower confrontation with the terrorists on the streets outside the line of defense formed by the police cars.
At this time, the number of killers who were still on the street was about 20, but all of them were battle-hardened. Relying on the cover formed by countless vehicles, they hid among them to deal with the occasional harassment from the Yanhuang Awakening members while resisting the firepower from both ends of the street. They also firmly blocked the police at both ends of the road.
Although the Yanhuang Awakening members who had been lying in ambush on the buildings on both sides of the road in advance could occasionally make a certain degree of harassment on the street below, they had fallen into a rather embarrassing situation at the moment. The power that Pei Luojia mobilized was beyond everyone's expectations. Including the people on the street, in the research building, and the people who came to kill them at this time, it was estimated that there were more than 80 of them.
Be it in the traditional sense or in the real sense, assassins were supposed to act alone, hide, and be unpredictable. Even if the president of a country was assassinated, only one or two skilled assassins would act alone. Dispatching dozens of assassins to capture one person was equivalent to a war.
The buildings on both sides of the road were dark. The lower floors were originally all kinds of shops and supermarkets, while the upper floors were mostly office buildings of various companies. When the power went out and gunshots suddenly came, some people left the building in the chaos, but some people were trapped in it, looking for a place to hide in fear. As Pei Luojia's killers rushed in to pursue the Yanhuang Awakening members, in the noisy and quiet night sky, there was only the sound of gunshots. Occasionally, a woman's scream or cry for help faintly sounded, which was particularly terrifying.
"Damn it, I heard that... the most powerful killer in the United States, Zhuang Amir, is a fan of Sun Tzu's The Art of War..." Qiao Guorui swung the gun in his hand and hid in a dark room. While breathing rapidly, he said to Cui Guohua, "Using the strong to bully the weak, using the many to suppress the few, this kind of thing is the right way to use the art of war. This guy is sick of being a killer, and now he wants to fulfill his military ideals.
Please, even if Tulip's several actions in one day are equivalent to slapping them in the face in front of the people of the world, making Pei Luojia of the United States lose face, but he is still a killer... "Amidst his indignation, there was also a faint sense of admiration. After all, it was not common to see so many killers acting at the same time.
"But in any case, this action is very effective, isn't it?" Looking down at the street from the dark window, Cui Guohua said, "Suppressing them all at once, catching everyone off guard, and then directly solving this matter. Although all the killers have lost the advantage of being hidden, the destructive power of these people combined is enough to give everyone a headache. If this is a medium-sized city in China, this force can almost directly wipe out any government office, but... Jian Suyan hasn't appeared yet. I don't know if she has made any preparations, otherwise... Steamed Bun and the others are dead meat..."
"Unless Jian Suyan knows everything in advance, but..." Qiao Guorui shook his head. "I just hope that she doesn't appear in this situation now. Zhuang Amir's plan must be to use this opportunity to force Jian Suyan to appear, and then solve everything at once. This is also the right way of the art of war... Pei Luojia of Japan has suffered too many losses because of Tulip. Minamoto No Yoritomo was forced to retreat twice, and Ōuchi Chōnō and Gods No Thoughts died in her hands. Once Jian Suyan is killed, the alliance between the United States and Japan will definitely be further strengthened. At that time, the other branches of Pei Luojia will logically unite, and things will become quite troublesome... As long as Jian Suyan doesn't appear, I told Steamed Bun in advance that if the situation becomes irreversible, he will finally kill Ya Han..."
Cui Guohua nodded silently.
*****
The flames danced, and the air was turbulent. Countless pieces of paper, plastic, and even iron shards flew around the entire space, and then came crashing down on everyone's faces.
Because the hiding position was very good, Ya Han and Little Mother did not suffer too much damage, but the two or three people next to them were more or less injured. Steamed Bun got up from the ground, threw the exploded thermal imaging device aside, put down the terrifyingly powerful sniper rifle, and took out the machine gun to shoot outside. The rest of the people were also shooting out the window based on their instincts.
Because many of the experimental equipment had been broken, and because of the explosion, various kinds of culture fluid were flowing freely on the ground at this time.
Steamed Bun, who was already stained with blood, whispered as he fired, "Everyone, come over here. We can't stay here any longer. We have to rush out from the side, quick..."
The whistling sound of gunfire cut across the room, the flames of the explosion, and the sparks caused by the bullets. Robert rolled a few times in the culture fluid and leaned over, "We don't have to go out, we..."
"We have to go out!
Of course, you can choose to stay! "
Since they had already been bombarded by the rocket launcher, the group of killers could fire again at any time. Steamed Bun growled, and a few bodyguards had already protected Ya Han and Little Mother as they came over with their bodies lowered. Robert pointed at a large experimental equipment and shouted back, "That... should be used for filtration... Who cares what kind of machine it is, I only know that this thing is connected to the upper and lower floors. We can go up to the second floor through its tube!
The premise is that you just have to use your gun to blow up the partition! "
"I'm starting to like this laboratory..." Steamed Bun was stunned, "Let's go down from the shortcut... the second floor, I hope they don't have too many people lying in ambush..."
*****
"The second floor?
Let's hope we have enough people prepared... "
This was a three-story parking lot located not far from the war building. A silver sports car was parked quietly in the dark, and Zhuang Amir was sitting in the driver's seat. From this position, he could clearly see the gunfire in the cave on the third floor of the building, as well as the situation between the police and the killers on both sides of the street.
Just like the rumors Qiao Guorui had heard, as the number one killer in the United States, Zhuang Amir loved military knowledge even more. There was no need to evaluate his talent in this area, but there was no doubt that becoming a general was his dream in his youth. Later on, he became a killer by accident, and this dream of his could only become a dream.
Killer was a lonely and mysterious profession. Choosing a target, planning a strategy, killing the target in one shot, and then quickly escaping. From a military point of view, this kind of thing could be categorized as using strategy, striking a surprise attack, and winning with the few. However, in his career as a killer, he had done this kind of thing too many times.
Military operations like winning with the few were certainly exciting, but as Qiao Guorui said, the real art of war was to win with the strong and win with the few. At this time, sitting in the car, he really felt like a general.
Of course, he was not an irrational person. The reason for this operation was arranged this way was not to satisfy his little military desire, but because after analysis, such a plan had the highest success rate.
Of course, there was only one thing that was unexpected.
The operation to send out all the idle killers to kill Tulip should have been set on the way to the airport with Ya Han and the others. That was the best way to catch the other party off guard, but they did not expect to receive news in advance that the mafia would attack this research institute, so the plan had to be brought forward.
Once the research institute was attacked by the mafia, with the protection of Yanhuang Awakening, nothing would happen to Ya Han, but at the same time, the police would definitely be involved. If the NYPD, the FBI, and the National Security Agency were involved in advance, the variables would increase exponentially. Therefore, the location of the attack had to be changed to here. Since this was where Ya Han was temporarily staying, Tulip might have left some clues, but …
Even if there was a certain amount of preparation, there was no way she could deal with such an overwhelming number of people. When Ya Han's life was in danger, she could only appear.
"Tulip hasn't appeared yet?"
"Not yet, the target is currently on the second floor, and seems to want to escape to the parking lot on the ground floor. Saber Teeth and Blades have already blocked them …"
"It's already been seventeen minutes. Don't hold back anymore. Give them real pressure and force Tulip out!"
"Is it okay to kill the target?"
"We have to pretend to kill her. Of course, there's nothing we can do if we really kill her. I think Tulip will realize the seriousness of the matter, no matter where she is!"
He put away the walkie-talkie and looked at the floor where the gunfire was intertwined. "Unless she's not here …"
If she's not here …
Where would she be …?
He quickly thought about this question in his mind. His fingers tapped on the steering wheel, and the "dong, dong …" sound echoed in the car.
A few minutes later, the phone rang and answered the question in his mind.
"Hello … Yes, I'm here … What did you say?!"
Suddenly, his fingers froze in the air. After a while, the person on the other side of the phone repeated the news to him in a confused mood.
"Mr. Castro is dead …" (To be continued, if you want to know what happened next, please go to www.qidian.com to read more chapters. Support the author, support legal reading!)