The city under the rising sun is shrouded in tranquility, and the crisp gunfire that came unexpectedly easily shreds this appearance. The sound of gunshots rang out on the top of Qiulin Mountain in the northeast corner of the block, piercing the morning sky, and entering everyone's ears, shocking their minds.
Shi Qinghai lay low among the red and yellow leaves, squinting at the picture on the monitor screen, and quickly touched the red control button with the thumb of his right hand. Under his precise and stable control, the powerful ACW beside him shifted the direction of the muzzle with the sound of zizi electric current, like an indifferent one-eyed king, watching the weak people who were about to die under his feet.
The positioning of the calipers on the monitor screen kept moving around the Foundation building at a very fast speed, but the picture was not obstructed at all, and the king's vision was exceptionally clear.
As the thumb tapped the red control button, the heavy ACW seemed to be stimulated in some way, and it slammed violently. The front end of the thick barrel spurted out flames, and three bullets with tungsten alloy tails roared out. The all-metal gun body will slide back suddenly due to the strong recoil, quickly retreat along the metal chute installed on the ground, and then hit the power layer.
The sound when the high-speed bullet pops out of the chamber is not loud, but it splits the air, and when it reaches hundreds of meters in the air, it has begun to carry a shrill whistling sound, which is indeed a kind of torture to human beings. The federal military has not fully researched the ACW's muffling technology. It has to be said that the biggest drawback of this big gun is probably this.
Shi Qinghai stared at the monitor screen expressionlessly, and operated the red button in his hand quickly and steadily. The top of the mountain is very far away from the building. He can see the clear images of death, but he can't hear the tragic howls. In addition, ACW's video game-like operation method is completely different from the previous heavy sniper, which can make the shooter completely escape from that The real world, turning long-distance killing into indifferent and boring finger movements.
The red leaves in the forest fell all over the ground, and the ACW shot at an irregular but particularly clear rhythm. The heavy gun body slammed back from time to time, and the impacted red leaves flew away. The air in the distance was full of screams, and in the morning dew there were faint traces of ballistics condensed into white mist. The gunshots were sharp, and countless lines of death were fired, blocking all the passages around the foundation building.
In a burst of red, on the overpass above Pinghu, several corpses were flowing with blood, and several guards who tried to rush past were also killed and injured. with spooky flowers.
When the foundation building was originally designed, I don't know if the congressman had done too many unfortunate things in his life, and chose most of the designs near the lake. Only three passages up and down can enter the building.
There is no doubt that a foundation in the name of peace is always thinking about things that are not peaceful. This undoubtedly has a strong irony. Over the years since the building was built, there has been no vicious incident, and the design that is easy to defend and difficult to attack has never worked. However, today's sudden attack made the armed forces in the building feel a deep sense of panic.
An enemy had already raided into the building, and there was a powerful sniper on the mountain, using a super-strong long-range weapon that they had not anticipated, blocking all the passages into the building. The design concept of the Foundation building that is easy to defend and difficult to attack has tied the hands and feet of all of them at this time.
"Rush in!"
Hearing the rapid sound of gunfire and a few screams from inside the building, the security personnel around the building blushed. They didn't know how many people had sneaked into the building, and they didn't know if Mr. Senator was safe at this time. The Foundation's internal monitoring network has just completed its self-check, and it will take some time for all the information to be returned.
Below the building, several guards bravely rushed towards the front gate, and tragically turned into a few blood flowers. The sniper on the top of the mountain made a series of precise and cold-blooded wild shots, which turned the potted wooden fence along the way into pieces. It was the wounded howling on the ground.
The threat of death made everyone tremble. Whether it was the Secret Service agents who rushed over or the guards of the security company, they all fell on the ground and hid in the shadow of the building. If they showed their heads, the top of the mountain would be The killing gods above will harvest their lives.
In an office on the first floor of the annex building of the Cultural and Art Center, a captain of the Secret Service stared at the monitoring screen with a livid face. Hearing the subordinate's reply in his ears, he slapped the table angrily and shouted: " There is only one gun on the mountain! Rush in together, who can stop it?"
Having said that, he did not forcibly give the order to attack all of them. The captain of the Federal Secret Service has always had great opinions on the security arrangement of the councilor's office. The other party obviously does not trust the agents sent by the government, so they have been excluded from the building.
If the Secret Service had taken over the Foundation's security and defense work from the very beginning, how could it have been caught off guard by the other side. The middle-aged captain knew very well why the councilor's office didn't trust him, and he was really reluctant to let his subordinates, who followed him through life and death, work for the councillor against the rain of bullets from the cold-blooded sniper on the mountain.
However, where his duty is, he always finds a way to solve the problem at hand. As soon as the internal alarm was confirmed, the captain had already passed the internal line to notify the police headquarters in the four states around the mountain, as well as the nearest garrison in the Second Military Region. He believed that no matter how many killers came from outside, as long as If the Foundation Building can drag on for a while longer, there shouldn't be a big problem with the safety of the members.
Several Secret Service agents have rushed up the mountain, hoping they can get rid of the sniper as soon as possible.
"Has the member entered the passage?" The captain pressed the earphone and asked quickly.
"Come in."
The intercom in the office was always on, and the hissing sound of electricity was mixed with the calls of the armed personnel inside the Foundation building.
Listening to those calls and watching the intrusions that flashed quickly on the surveillance screen, the captain's pupils shrank sharply, feeling an unprecedented chill.
The screeching, shouting, and tense tactical instructions of the security personnel kept ringing in the intercom.
"Disperse! That person rushed over!"
Intensive gunshots sounded from the intercom, muffled groans after being shot, and messy footsteps when retreating or advancing.
"Damn, that guy is too fast!"
The voice in the intercom stopped abruptly, and the crisp gunshots seemed to have a few curling echoes.
"Dongsan District! Dongsan District! Stop him!"
The captain looked at the killer in the guard costume in the surveillance camera, rushed across the screen like a gust of wind and entered the corridor, feeling chills all over his body. The other party was about to kill the East Third District in such a short time, and the building was so dense. The firepower, how did he dodge it!
The voice that let the armed personnel set up a defense line in the East Third District belongs to the bodyguard leader of the Medellin Congressman. The voice that has always been confident and proud, has become trembling in front of today's killer.
The Secret Service captain had a livid face, rubbed the curly hair on his head in pain, and couldn't believe the scenes he saw on the monitor earlier. Even the most elite special fighters of the federal military cannot have such a quick response, such ferocious firepower, and such an extremely sharp attack method.
In just a few minutes, the man had already killed seven bodyguards, broke through two lines of defense, and was about to enter the East Third District of the Foundation Building!
When he had just been alerted of an intrusion, the captain had been calculating how many people the other party had dispatched before he dared to attack the Foundation building, which was being defended on three floors. Only two people were found.
How dare two people come in so openly? If it was in the past, the captain must have thought it was a big joke. However, the lines of death that cut across the space, the silent and fast-moving killer in the building, let him know that the two attackers today were not ordinary people. What made him even more cold was that the attacker in the building, for some unknown method, was able to quietly enter the core area, and was not discovered by their people until after entering the foundation building.
"Fuck it! When will the troops come here!"
The captain roared angrily, then picked up the communicator in his hand, and issued an order with a frosty face, "Within three minutes, I must find the man on the mountain! All the other groups, move closer to the building, and immediately Advance!"
His face was extremely ugly, and suddenly thought of one thing, Shen Sheng said quickly: "There must be tactical support personnel outside, otherwise that person would not be able to sneak in. Internal monitoring again self-check, search for abnormal signal transmission nodes, don't alarm that side, touch it upside down to find the area where the signal is received."
Knowing that Mr. Senator has entered the passage, the captain's emotions are not as nervous as they appear. Years of experience in the Secret Service have allowed him to issue correct orders in an orderly manner.
Whether in terms of firepower comparison or other aspects, today's two intruders could only be defeated in the end, but when the captain saw the pictures on the monitor, he couldn't help but shudder.
In the picture, the intruder carrying a travel bag is running fast with his head down, holding two standard firearms of the federal military in both hands. He seems to have never looked up and aimed, but the firearms in his hands have never stopped. shooting.
Tongues of fire were like dragons, spewing out between the corridors. Paint, cement, wallpaper, hard or soft, were all torn into pieces, floating in the space filled with the smell of gunpowder.
The fragment has not fallen, and the figure with its head bowed has already been killed, like a cold wind.