The light bulb flickered with unstable light, and the lights in the room flickered on and off. Kamt pointed his rifle at his body, shook his groggy head, and struggled to get up from the ground, just in case. Gasol, who was sitting next to him earlier, was also looking embarrassed with his rifle.
Just now, the entire embassy seemed to have been hit by a missile. The huge impact shattered all the ceilings and fell to the ground, and also knocked the two people to the ground.
"Xie Te, what just happened?!" Gasol spat and subconsciously glanced out the window.
Fortunately, the American soldiers were just ready to break in, but made no next move.
"have no idea."
Kamt squeezed out these words with a gloomy expression and opened the safety of the rifle in his hand.
"Do you want to tear up the vote?" Gasol said with a solemn expression.
"Tear off part of it first."
It would be nerve-wracking if there was no response to such a provocative move and the other party thought that one was bluffing.
After saying this, Kamt put the rifle back on his waist, pulled out his pistol, and looked at where the little girl was lying.
However, what surprised him was that the pool of blood on the ground was still there, but the person was gone.
Kamt cursed silently.
It was really careless. The bullet penetrated her combat uniform and the optical invisibility was disabled. Thinking that she had lost her fighting power and lost too much blood, she wouldn't survive long even if she was left alone, so he tied her up and threw her in the corner and ignored her.
I didn't expect that this combat uniform would not be completely ineffective due to damage...
I didn't expect she could still move after being injured like this...
Kamte and Gasol immediately raised their guns, their constricted pupils wandering around the room. When optical invisibility moves, subtle ripples will appear in the surroundings. As long as you focus enough, it is not difficult to detect it.
Half a minute passed, and intensive gunshots came from downstairs, and a strong uneasiness crept into his heart.
What happened next happened to confirm his hunch.
The door was kicked open, and Gasol reflexively raised the muzzle of his gun. However, at this moment, Zhu Yu moved.
One hand took out the dagger from his waist, and with a flash of cold light, he slit his throat without any suspense. Kamt, who was not far away, turned his gun, but before he could take aim, a black shadow came from the door, and the weight of a hundred kilograms knocked him out.
Coughing out a mouthful of blood, Kamt pushed away the body belonging to a certain mercenary on top of him, and reached out with difficulty to touch the gun. However, three short gunshots cut off his extravagant hopes—
"Ah!" He held his right arm that was broken by the bullet in his left hand, his face twisted in pain.
A trace of determination flashed in Kamt's eyes. Relying on his strong will, he released his left hand from holding his right arm and touched the detonator on his waist. The modified van parked in the garage contained 200 kilograms of explosives. As long as he pressed the detonator, the entire embassy would be lifted into the sky.
However, when he pulled the detonator, the expected explosion did not occur.
The optical invisibility was forcibly lifted, and Zhu Yu appeared next to Gasol's body. The blood stains on his body could no longer tell who it belonged to. A round tube shaped like a Coke can was casually thrown from Jiang Chen's hand and slowly rolled down in front of Kamt. However, he didn't notice it. He just stared at his hand in disbelief with his eyes wide open. detonator that has been pressed.
"Have you heard of EM? You guys always have such short memories." Jiang Chen shook his head.
"Impossible, this is impossible... There is a heating wire installed in the bomb. Even if it is EM, it should directly trigger the bomb to explode." Kamt murmured to himself, even forgetting the pain in his body.
"We can make the EM bigger, and naturally we can also make it smaller. For example, the round tube in front of you is called an EM grenade."
Ignoring Kamt who was in a daze, Jiang Chen walked to Zhu Yu's side, kicked away Gasol who fell on her, looked at the shocking wound on her shoulder, sighed, knelt down and picked her up. .
"You're doing a good job. Let's sleep for a while." Jiang Chen whispered, placing the unconscious little girl on the sofa nearby. At the same time, he released a medical drone from the storage space and moved gently in her direction. He pointed lightly.
Kamt stared at this side dumbfounded, falling into even greater confusion and shock.
He couldn't understand where the drone came from.
He doesn't need to understand.
Because soon he will take his last name with him to hell.
Arriving in front of Kamt, Jiang Chen ignored the trembling pistol, took it off lightly, and threw it aside.
"I heard you are the gatekeeper."
A drop of cold sweat slipped from his forehead, Kamt said with difficulty.
"You...are you Jiang Chen?"
"That's right."
"..." From Kamte's eyes, Jiang Chen saw many wonderful expressions, and the most outstanding one among them was probably the one of disbelief.
Perhaps because he has been in a high position for a long time, the Freemasons have equated him with people like Carmen Rothschild and Luke Joyce, forgetting his experience of single-handedly going deep behind IS enemy lines and in the Ukrainian war zone. . Before achieving its current achievements, its own combat effectiveness was already at the top of what humans can achieve.
Even though he rarely takes action personally now, even Robert Downey Jr., the heir to Stark Industries, didn't say that he would give his steel suit to his subordinates. He completely retreated behind the scenes, right
Realizing that he had underestimated Jiang Chen's combat power, the detonator fell to the floor, and Kamte's fingers slowly relaxed.
"I won't tell you anything."
Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows, and a needle appeared in his steel armor-covered hand.
"That's not up to you."
…
In the eastern suburbs of Los Angeles, on 13th Street, Cavalier Road, the originally brightly lit street merged into the curtain of night early. On the roof of a shopping mall building, the cold wind blew freely, but it could not cool down the racing heart.
Standing behind the water tank on the roof, Stephen looked in the direction of the staircase entrance. He repeatedly put his hand into the windbreaker, as if the cold metallic texture could cool down the restlessness in his heart.
Will he come
Stephen doesn't know either.
Jiang Chen is not in the embassy and the operation has failed. The change from assassination to kidnapping was originally a helpless act of adaptation, and the phone placed at the top of the stairs on the roof was just insurance for this operation. However, no one can guarantee whether this layer of insurance will work.
Referring to the last CIA action in China, the other party did have a history of committing dangerous crimes for the female CEO. But people will change after all. If he really chooses to collect the bodies of the entire New Zealand embassy, they will be helpless.
At this moment, there was a sound from the direction of the stairs.
Stephen immediately cheered up and slowly took his hand out of his pocket, revealing the pistol hidden in his windbreaker.
The door opened softly.
However, no one seemed to come up.
Stephen stared at the stairs not far away and opened the safety of the pistol while holding his breath.
However, at this moment, a cold touch touched the back of his head, causing his racing heart to suddenly fall to the bottom.
A cold female voice sounded from behind.
"do not move."(.)