Absolute Honor

(猫扑中文) As soon as Mister's voice fell, he heard several explosions outside the door.

Then, as he expected, several grenades rolled into the living room on the first floor at the same time.

The guerrillas took the opportunity to launch an offensive.

Mister had to return to the kitchen.

boom--

boom--

After several explosions, Mister felt that the walls of the kitchen were shaking, and the sound was deafening and dizzy.

The key now is not to let these guys rush into the house. Mister doesn't know if Qin Fei has hit a guerrilla member on the roof of the building thirty or forty meters away with a grenade. He has no time to think about it.

If Qin Fei misses, then he must return to the second floor to find another way to escape. When he is besieged by many people indoors, it is difficult to hold it even if you have three heads and six arms. They will use all explosives against themselves.

Mistor shot the first guerrilla who rushed into the room, but several FARC guerrillas armed with AK-47s shot frantically towards the inside outside the window. The intensive bullet rain forced Mistor to retreat temporarily. Behind the back wall.

These guerrillas have obviously gained a wealth of battlefield experience in fighting with government forces all the year round. They know that the number of people in the house is several times less than themselves. As long as they dare to rush, they will definitely be able to kill the people inside.

Under the command of a veteran, several guerrillas swarmed up as Mister had just retreated behind the wall of the kitchen and rushed into the room through the front door.

Mister yelled to the second floor: "Qin, the first floor was breached. I'm going to run away!"

He didn't even have a chance to go up to the second floor. When he went up to the second floor, he had to come out of the kitchen and run up to the top of the stairs more than one meter away from the door. Now the living room is full of enemies.

It's a pity that the grenades have been taken by Qin Fei, and Mister is a little regretful now. If he has a grenade now, he can at least kill a few enemies in the living room, and even if he can't kill a few, it can delay their actions.

The kitchen is very narrow. The Colombian residences here may have already run away, so they are empty and there is no one.

Mister ran to the window behind the kitchen, jumped onto the stove, and stomped the window hard.

Unexpectedly, there are iron pillars thick with thumbs surrounding this window. Perhaps because the security here is not good, this kind of anti-theft iron fence was added outside the wooden windows.

Even if I swept with a gun, I kept hitting so many such thick iron fences.

"Fak!"

Mister was anxious like an ant on a hot pan, and the danger was imminent. He could almost hear the sound of people in the living room stepping on the ground and debris as they slowly moved towards the kitchen.

The cold sweat ran down from his back.

Is he really going to die here?

He calmed down quickly, the more critical he must be, the more calm he is, otherwise the chance of surviving will be smaller.

He put away the MP5A5 submachine gun, pulled out the Glock 18, and walked slowly to the door of the kitchen, hiding behind the wall.

Now he has only one choice, which is to wait for the first guerrilla soldier to come in and hold him captive, and then use it as a meat shield or hostage, although I don’t know if an ordinary guerrilla soldier can let others Throw the rat, but Mistor remembered that there was a corridor on the other side of the kitchen, maybe there was a back door there.

Even if you are not sure, you must give it a go.

There may be a one-percent chance if you give it a try, and you don't even have a chance if you don't give it a try.

He has thought about the worst situations, including whether he will be swept into a hornet's nest with the hostages after he takes the hostages. However, the opponent must have something like a grenade on his body, and he can use his grenade after holding one person. Throw it in the living room, even if all the guerrilla soldiers are already at the door of the kitchen, Mistle will throw a grenade at his feet.

This is obviously a risky behavior.

But at a critical moment, the choices seem to be running out.

He planned it. After the grenade was thrown, he could use the hostage as a shield to block all the fragments. At most, the air waves and sound waves produced by the explosion would make him suffer a little crime or even be injured. It is better than losing his life.

Having decided on this kind of desperate play, Mister felt that his palms began to sweat constantly, and he tried to shield his breath, fearing that people outside the door would hear his own voice.

Through the crack in the door, he saw a dark barrel. Judging from the shape of the front sight guard, it was the barrel of an AK-47 assault rifle.

The opportunity is here!

He just waited for the hapless guy to enter the room and could implement his plan immediately.

God bless!

He prayed secretly in his heart.

Suddenly, there were intensive gunfire in the living room, followed by screams.

After a few seconds, everything was calm.

Mister looked out through the crack of the door again, but didn't see the barrel.

"Old Mi, where are you!?"

Qin Fei's voice suddenly came from the living room.

"Fak! You bastard!" Mister was overjoyed and walked out of the kitchen while cursing foul language.

Sure enough, Qin Fei was standing in the living room, the M4A1 carbine in his hand was still steaming.

"Why don't you tell me if you kid succeeded!"

"If I shout so loudly, it will alarm those who besie you. They know that I am walking behind them from upstairs, and I am afraid it will take some time to kill them." Qin Fei checked the guerrillas in the living room. , Said lightly while filling the gun for the undead.

"You **** scared me to death! I thought I was going to lose my life here!" He suddenly pointed to the kitchen and said, "That **** kitchen, there were iron bars outside the window, and I was trapped here to die. !"

"It's okay, you have a big life." Qin Fei threw away the M4A1 carbine that had almost hit the bullet, picked up a relatively new-looking AK-47, checked the trigger and the barrel, and then collected ammunition.

"Let's go, the people upstairs across the room have been dealt with." Qin Fei said.

"You did it all alone?" Mister was a little surprised.

Qin Fei said: "Most of them were killed, and the rest were killed by Connor and the others."

"They got it done over there too?"

"Well, it's done, we are searching around to see if there is any leakage." Qin Fei said.

Mister nodded and followed behind Qin Fei, the two of them searched the surrounding buildings one by one until they finally reached the top of the house with the most guerrillas.

At this time, blood was flowing everywhere on the roof, and the blood from the wounds of the dead and wounded guerrillas gathered into a stream, flowing everywhere.

"This guy is not dead yet." Mister kicked off the assault rifle next to a FARC guerrilla, just about to make up for it.

Qin Fei stopped him and said, "Forget it, save some life for the police and see who it is."

"The people who dare to attack the British Embassy convoy openly here, besides the guerrilla armed forces and the drug lord group, who else?" Mister disdainfully, "These guys should weigh their own weight, this time they shouldn't. Find us!"

"If Garcia is so adventurous to send someone over to attack us, I am afraid he is jumping the wall in a hurry." Qin Fei frowned and thought for a while: "I guess he knows that we are here, afraid that we will raid their camp in the jungle, he also knows. We are not ordinary soldiers, so we simply risked an ambush for us. The best thing to do is to kill us. If we can't, we want to slow down our progress."

He raised his head, looked at Mister and said, "Old Mi, it seems that we are very fast and we must act as soon as possible."

"Doesn't it need to be deployed?" Mister asked.

"Michelle's people have been deployed here for a long time, and the intelligence collection has already been completed. What we have to do is a battle plan. This is very easy and can be produced in an hour."

"You mean, we will act tomorrow?" Mister asked.

Qin Fei shook his head: "No, tonight, before dawn, set off right away! I was caught off guard against Garcia and FARC. They certainly didn't expect us to start operations immediately after being ambushed. Maybe they are still in the jungle camp right now. The people waiting for them report to themselves the results."

Suddenly a sharp siren sounded in the distance.

Qin Fei looked in the direction where the sound came from, and on the road in the distance, a police car convoy flashed blue and red lights toward the road.

"The police are always late..." he thought thoughtfully.

Mister snorted coldly: "Qin, I have been to Colombia before. Let me, a veteran soldier, give you a piece of advice. Don't trust any officials and police here. Sometimes it is difficult to distinguish between soldiers and thieves. I know if a person wearing a police uniform during the day will return home at night to contact the guerrilla organization he supports or the drug dealers who feed him, and provide them with intelligence. Colombia’s anti-government guerrillas can exist for so many years~www.wuxiaspot.com~Drug dealers It’s not without reason to be able to cut and grow like weeds."

"Well, it seems that we are going to do something later, and it's best to tell them at the last moment." Qin Fei lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and said in a deep voice, "Maybe, we can take other measures to prevent the appearance of the inner ghost... …"

He suddenly thought of Comoro's actions. It was at the last moment that he told everyone his final destination. When everyone thought it was going to Gary's fief, he finally raided the palace on the main island.

That was a very successful dark scheming. This time, Qin Fei decided to follow the same pattern.

The two went downstairs and the police had arrived at the scene. Fully armed police officers surrounded and sealed off the nearby blocks. The fire on the two Land Rover SUVs that were hit has been rushed to the street. Michelle crouched beside the car, in front of him. It is a charred corpse.

"This is..." Qin Fei walked to Michelle's side. The corpse had been burned to black charcoal, and it couldn't be seen as it was.

But it is probably the bodies of Biel and that Major Gerrard.

After Qin Fei jumped out, the RPG rocket hit the Land Rover. When it exploded, Qin Fei did not see a living person escape.

"It's Bell and Gerrard..." Michelle stood up, looked around and said: "The police here has taken over, let's go to the base."

"Very well, I'll have a car with you later, and talk to you about something." Qin Fei decided to hurry up and discuss his plan with Michelle.

Now, what Qin Fei cares most is whether the ghost group and the 3rd team of the 203 team are in place.

Once these people are in place, plus their own X mercenary group crow squad, as well as MI17 action members, it is still very sure to rescue Morris from the raid camp.

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