Chapter 12

"What shall we do now, miss?" Wei Ran hid behind a wall and asked habitually.

But Ziyu Fengqing didn't speak. Wang Yong answered for her first: "what do you do? I don't think you're the best now. M200 is no ordinary * and the sniper on the opposite side is no ordinary sniper. Have you seen the movie "sniper of life and death"? The gun used by the protagonist to snipe the enemy in snow is m200. And the level of the sniper on the opposite side is not much different from that of the main character in the movie. "

With Wang Yong's explanation, Wei Ran and Ziyu Fengqing immediately understood《 In "sniper of life and death", the protagonist is the only sniper in the world who can shoot the target from 1800 meters away.

At this time, they even met a sniper expert like the leading role in the movie. I don't know whether it's good or bad.

But one thing they know very well is that once they act wantonly and are exposed to the sniper's vision, it is equivalent to touching the scythe of death.

Xu Zian was not stupid either. After hearing Wang Yong's words, he fell on the ground for the first time, regardless of his image.

For a moment, the whole restaurant fell into silence.

It seems that the snipers outside didn't shoot any more because they couldn't find the target.

Five minutes passed, ten minutes passed... The oppressive environment makes people feel that time is extremely slow. Ten minutes is as long as several days.

Ziyu Fengqing always looks indifferent, but Wang Yong is keen to see a faint fear from her eyes.

I don't know why, Wang Yong suddenly has no hostility to the woman in front of him. Instead, he stretched out his hand, just like comforting the rookie, rubbed Ziyu Fengqing's head and said, "don't worry, you can't die."

From small to large, Ziyu Fengqing's head has never been touched by anyone except her parents, let alone a man. Reasonably speaking, Ziyu Fengqing should be very disgusted with this, even angry.

However, it's strange that Ziyu Fengqing feels that she doesn't resist, and her nervous mood relaxes inexplicably.

It seems that Wang Yong's kneading has the power to make people feel at ease. There is no need to worry when the sky falls down. Wang Yong will protect her from any harm.

"What's the matter with me? How can you have such an idea? " Ziyu Fengqing was startled by her own idea, and hurriedly drove it out of her mind.

He knocked out Wang Yong's hand, pretended to be vicious and said, "please pay more attention!"

Wang Yong smiles and says nothing.

Later, Ziyu Fengqing spoke again: "are we waiting like this? When will it be? "

"Wait for the enemy to move first. Do you think it would be so easy for the fallen angel to act as a killer group? They're using snipers to block the area. They're hanging around. There must be follow-up. Be patient. If the enemy moves, it's our chance to escape. " Wang Yongdao.

It seems that in order to confirm Wang Yong's words, as soon as Wang Yong's voice fell, there was a buzzing sound outside the listening window, just like a giant bee that only agitated its wings in flight.

"What sound?"

Wang Yong shook his head, picked up a piece of broken glass from the ground, and then extended it to the window to observe with the help of the reflective surface of the glass.

From the reflection of the glass, we can clearly see that on the peak of the restaurant, huge kites are coming.

Each kite is more than two meters long, one connecting the other, forming a long line.

"Kite?" The son jade breeze fine wonder of say.

"I don't think so." Wang Yong replied. He was not sure what it was for the time being.

The speed of kite is very fast, which is close to that of powered parachute. This speed is far faster than the kite, which makes Wang Yong more sure that there is something strange.

Soon, those things got close to the cloud top restaurant. After seeing the reflection of the glass, Wang Yong took a breath.

Because under the huge kite things, they are gun killers!

And it's not a kite, it's a special combat equipment called bat glider.

Bat glider is a special landing equipment for North American special forces. The speed of more than 130 km and the free and flexible control performance make it have the special combat operation function beyond parachute.

However, this kind of equipment only has a gliding ratio of 2.5:1, and each gliding must be on a vertical cliff or helicopter to spread its wings, which may not be successful. With a mortality rate of up to 30%, it becomes a kind of dangerous equipment.

Wang Yong never thought that the fallen angel would surprise in this way.

And a little thought, you will understand that there is no more suitable than the glider.

It's easy to carry, and the mountaintop environment is also suitable for gliding. The target will not be discovered, and those who don't know it think it's a kite. In China, a country with strict law and order, the silent glider can cover up the action to the greatest extent.

"They're coming!" Ziyu Fengqing also saw the true face of the kite from the glass and couldn't help shouting.

Sure enough, at this time, the killer in the gliding suit has already approached the restaurant, and is about to break into the French window.

Wang Yong saw this and without saying a word, he threw out the glass with his wrist.

Just listen to a sharp sound of breaking the air, followed by a dull hum.

But the leading killer was being hit by Wang Yong, and the whole glass was embedded in his neck, killing him instantly.

Seeing the death of his companion, the subsequent killers immediately became vigilant, and the assault rifles in their hands continued to fire, forming a fire coverage area in front of the French window, which suppressed Wang Yong's sneak attack.

Bang bang, countless bullets through the glass sputtering on the ground, the huge French window instantly smashed into a pile of debris.

And with this moment of repression, the killers have already flown into the restaurant. As soon as it landed, a * would explode, making the restaurant a white world.

Wang Yong had closed his eyes before the explosion and stayed quietly in the corner, not prepared to resist.

Because Wang Yong knows that the goal of the fallen angel is to capture Ziyu Fengqing alive. As long as Ziyu Fengqing is still around him, these killers will not shoot.

Sure enough, there were five landing sounds in the white light, and five killers landed. And they didn't shoot, they just aimed the gun at the people in the corner.

When the * effect disappeared, the leader swept around, pointed to Yu Fengqing and said: "confirm the target, take care of her!"

Then he grinned, showed his white teeth, and asked in broken Mandarin, "who can tell me which bastard killed my teammate?"