"I will not allow anyone to sabotage my plans"
A cold and extremely gloomy sentence slowly came out of Zhe Li's mouth, like an ice pick that could not be dissolved, lying among the crowd.
"Then I don't know if the two pull-out prevention pins and the two seat reinforcement ribs erased on the drawings are enough to destroy your plan?"
"Xiong Gang" who was hiding behind Yamaguchi said slowly in the same unintelligible tone.
"For the M224 itself, if there is no seat plate reinforcement rib, not only the strength of the base cannot be guaranteed, moreover, this device is modified with double tubes, and seat plate reinforcement ribs must be needed to ensure the stability when shooting. You should Clearly, without them, only two shells, unless Satan is God"
Two special M224 seat plate reinforcements appeared in Zhang Zichen's hands. At this moment, his playful expression had long been put away, and he looked at Zhe Li and Li Andong opposite him with pity.
The light revealed in those Danfeng eyes is breathtaking and chilling.
Chapter 147. Chapter Twenty-Eight Burning Soul (5)
"Mr. (day)"
The voice of Qian stopped the shaking red wine glass, but the atmosphere was out of tune with the moment. After drinking the red wine in the glass, Mu Temple stood up and patted the folds of the suit.
"Let's go, I haven't been home for a long time, and I don't know if I need to clean it after I go back (day)"
"Do you know that this mission will definitely fail? (Japanese)"
Facing those big eyes full of doubts, Mu Teraman lowered his head and smiled, the eyes behind the pair of black-rimmed glasses were particularly intriguing.
"I think it should be successful this time (Japan)"
"But sir (day)"
The raised right hand of Musi ordinary man directly interrupted the other party's speech, as if he had expected what the other party would say.
"I will let Kishimoto stay here to complete the final task. You don't need to carry out such trivial matters as public opinion (Japanese)"
"Yes sir (day)"
Outside the door of the room seemed to be a bright and smooth road, but when the figures of the two disappeared behind the narrow door, all that was left was devastated and broken walls.
The six people in the dilapidated and messy room suddenly formed a delicate balance, and the noisy and bloody battle stopped seemingly endlessly.
Zhang Zichen and "Xiong Gang" were still pointing their guns at Zhe Li and Li Andong on the opposite side respectively, while at the other end of M224, Zhe Li still didn't move the gun.
It seemed that the shot went off at an unexpected moment, but there was still no sound in the room. Gunfights in reality, especially in such a small space, are very different from those described on TV. At this moment, the fight is often not about whose marksmanship is more accurate or who is more determined to kill, but often It's the obsession and reckless brain fever that can't be let go, it's the same for ordinary people, for the police, for secret agents, for everyone.
Once a shot is fired, the consequences in a small space are unpredictable. Besides, there are three pistols crowded here, and they fire at the same time. Not to mention the possibility of hitting the opponent, even the chance of accidental injury is incalculable. Zhang Zichen and "Xiong Gang" naturally knew this, not to mention the opposite CIA agents, Zhe Li and Li Andong.
"Zhang Zichen..."
Yamaguchi, who was still hanging in front of him, was dying with his eyes open weakly, and the flesh and blood that had been lifted from his side face filled the room with a strong smell of blood.
"It's so crazy, you've lived your life in vain"
Zhang Zichen's red phoenix eyes were still locked on Zheli's every move, but the words he said were already contemptuous and cold enough.
"This life is not in vain... This is just a reward for the savior. The matter will naturally have extreme differences in the eyes of the two, but I think that's how people should be, right?"
Before the words fell, Yamaguchi's dying eyes suddenly burst into infinite light, just like a flash of light, and with a strong shoulder, he forcibly tore open the grip of "Xiong Gang".
For a moment of trance, Shankou's overall center of gravity tilted, and the side face that was still gurgling with blood directly bumped into Zhang Zichen who was beside him.
"Hold!"
The sudden situation surpassed the expectations of Zhang Zichen and "Xiong Gang" in an instant, and there was no time for the next reaction
, I could only hear bang bang bang on the other side! Three ear-ringing gunshots also came suddenly.
"Reload! (English)"
The situation on the other side also exceeded Zhe Li's expectations, but after all, he was born in the best spy agency in the world, so he made the best choice subconsciously.
Although there were two pistols on the opposite side, Zhe Li had already completed absolute suppression from the moment he fired the shots. Even if the previous few shots did not hurt the opponent in the slightest, these are insignificant right now. The most important thing is that he wants to go home. . . Even if I crawl, I have to crawl back to my home in Kentucky, and climb to the bedside of my beloved little princess.
The unpredictable balance tilted again. Zhang Zichen fell behind the bunker outside the door frame and was panting heavily, staring helplessly at the gun in his hand.
Oh shit! I know everything the fuck, but I just haven't used these few things!
Fortunately, "Xiong Gang" on the side was not injured either. He was still hiding behind a tall wall cabinet and was asking Zhang Zichen's side with his eyes.
Zhang Zichen wiped away the blood that had been rubbed on his body, then looked at Cheng Ze who had passed out and hid behind him, gritted his teeth vigorously, his pair of red phoenix eyes almost narrowed into a straight line.
The sound of metal colliding outside hit the nerves in his brain like a reminder, and even Zhang Zichen was not sure whether the mortar had already aimed at the blue sky, whether it was ready or not. . . Ready to push. . . However, the only thing that is certain is that if he or Ah Liang rush out of the cover, there is definitely a black muzzle and a deadly bullet waiting in front of him.
"fuck"
If there is really a so-called close call in this world, then the person in this crack will not have extra consideration and trade-offs at all, and he will only subconsciously act on the choice he thinks is correct. Life, safety, interests, gains and losses, all of these will appear insignificant at this critical moment, maybe this is the original, kind place of human nature. The immediate juncture is obviously the same for the four people in the room.
boom! ! !
Just when Zhang Zichen was about to rush out, there was a loud bang!
It was the overall explosion of the ceiling of the room!