Chapter 890

Wei Xiaowu is almost scared to death, but Yang Xiaobao is smiling.

"One more time." Yang Xiaobao pointed to the remaining six people lying on the ground, "you pick another one."

However, Wei Xiaowu desperately shakes his head, hides far away and refuses to come back. Yang Xiaobao had no choice but to use the clothes fork to prop up another man in front of the window. Then there was a dull sound of "poof". The bullet went through the broken window and hit the man's forehead, which was covered with blood and brain.

"Enough!" Wei Xiaowu closed his eyes and yelled, "how many people have to be killed to finish the calculation?"

"Not enough." Yang Xiaobao said coldly, "I don't want to kill others, I don't want others to kill us."

Soon, another member of the nado team was propped up by the clothes pole. Wei Xiaowu closed his eyes and covered his ears, waiting for the sound of the gun, blood splashing on the ground.

This time, however, the bullet did not immediately penetrate the window. It's obvious that the sniper has noticed something wrong. He has repeatedly come forward to get shot in the same way. It's really weird.

The sniper is hesitating. Hesitation is opportunity.

"If you don't want people to stare at you all the time in the future and want your life, if you don't want me to come back safely after I go out, you will come to stabilize this false target."

With these words, without hesitation, Yang Xiaobao opened the door and rushed out.

The field of vision of the sniper sight is very small. At this time, the sniper is staring at the window and hesitates, so he can't see the door next to him. As long as the action is fast enough, you can run out without being noticed by the sniper.

Because the field of vision of the sight is very narrow, the sniper is usually equipped with an assistant with a telescope as an observer. Yang Xiaobao is very clear that observers can find their own actions. But he doesn't think the sniper's reaction is fast enough to keep up with his speed.

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Just as Yang Xiaobao rushed out of Wei Xiaowu's dormitory, on the roof of the building opposite the girls' dormitory building of the University of economics and management, Fujiwara's eyes left the sight of the sniper gun, turned to look at Kimura Yokohama and asked for instructions: "Kimura, you're weird. There were two figures in the room in front of the window, and I shot them. And then there was a third, how could there be such a stupid person in the world? "

"Well said! How can there be such a stupid person in this world Kimura Yokohama put down his infrared telescope and said with a sneer, "but this fool is you! Just after you fired two shots, a figure jumped out of the room

Fujiwara surprised "ah", chagrined and said: "Kimura Jun, you should remind me that you are my observer."

"I can't see the man's face clearly through the telescope, but I know he must be Yang Xiaobao. I don't think your reaction speed can keep up with him, even if you move the muzzle, he moves his legs. " Kimura was very mean, like slapping Fujiwara, "as I said, you may be a good shooter, but not a good sniper."

Fujiwara blushed, lowered his head in frustration, closed the cover of his sight, and began to clean up. Now that the important target has escaped, it's meaningless to stay here.

"There's another chance." Kimura reached out to stop Fujiwara and pointed to the iron door of the hut on the roof of the building. He said faintly, "now turn your muzzle and aim at that door."

Fujiwara understood, immediately followed his instructions, turned the muzzle. The sniper gun is not easy to use in short range shooting, but it has a big caliber and strong power. Even if the opponent is wearing a double-layer bulletproof vest, it can also kill in seconds. The thickness of this iron door is not big. As long as there is a little movement behind the door, he can shoot through the enemy behind the door.

"In fact, this opportunity is better than your long-range sniping. Maybe you can get a living Yang Xiaobao, can't you?" Kimura Yokohama said without expression. He slowly took out his pistol, held it in both hands, bent slightly, and prepared to shoot. The black muzzle of the gun was aimed at the iron door which was only 20 meters away - the only way to the roof of the building.

Kimura Yokohama himself is not a shooter like Fujiwara, but his marksmanship is not weaker than Fujiwara. In such a distance, he has full assurance that he can blow Yang Xiaobao's head with one shot. Of course, if possible, it would be a better result to only have limbs left alive.

"Will he come?" After more than three minutes of preparation, there was still no movement. Fujiwara was so nervous that his index finger on the trigger was stiff. He felt a little uncertain, but also had some extra worries

"Since he can guess our position, there's no need for him to run over and take risks alone and call for backup completely. Although the group of plain clothes with white coats and makeup in the school has been solved by the Nanyang monkeys, this is China after all. As long as Yang Xiaobao is willing, he can always call for backup. "

"He will come. He will come alone." Kimura Yokohama did not relax at all. His hands were still firmly holding the pistol. His eyes were fixed on the iron door and he said coldly, "because he is Yang Xiaobao."

Fujiwara no longer spoke, silently aimed at the iron door, waiting for the target to appear.

However, after waiting for two or three minutes, the iron door which was expected to open did not move. According to the calculation of the distance between the two buildings, Yang Xiaobao went downstairs first and then upstairs until he opened the iron door. It was only two or three minutes, and now it was obviously a long time.

Kimura Yokohama frowned slightly, thought a little, said with a sneer: "let's go! It seems that Yang Xiaobao is not what he used to be. He really calls for backup. "

It will take some time for China's military support to arrive at the campus and put it in place. As for this extremely important detail, Kimura Yokohama and Fujiwara shinhei have carefully deduced it many times before taking action according to the strict habits of Japanese people, and the conclusion is that it will take at least 15 minutes. Fifteen minutes is enough for them to leave and disappear into the vast crowd of the prosperous cities in the south.

The two men packed up their sniper rifles and were about to go downstairs when they heard a sharp fire alarm. The source of the sound was obviously the building under their feet.

Shinhei Fujiwara, surprised, quickened his pace, turned his head and looked at Yokohama Kimura: "quick! Let's go downstairs. There's a fire

On the contrary, Kimura Yokohama stopped, his cold face showing a strange smile: "don't go down. Fake. It's a trap. "

Fujiwara shinhei looked at him in disbelief. The fire alarm was ringing all the time. Why did he directly conclude that it was a fake and a trap?

"Yang Xiaobao has always been crafty, and I was once cheated by him..." the corner of Kimura Yokohama's mouth twitched, telling the story of his first fight with Yang Xiaobao in the Sheraton Hotel in half a year. "At that time, I was living in the Sheraton Hotel with my teacher Inoue, and I also met the fire alarm. We left the room and went downstairs. Yang Xiaobao and the action team of the Chinese military intelligence agency took the opportunity to drill in and search our room. "

With these words, Kimura Yokohama stared into Fujiwara's eyes and said coldly, "do you understand?"

Fujiwara shinhei nodded: "Kimura, I understand! This is his old trick. He played tricks again, triggering a false fire alarm and forcing us to hurry downstairs. In fact, he was lying in wait for us at the exit downstairs. We should respond to changes with constancy. "

Kimura Yokohama smiles and makes a gesture to show Fujiwara shinhei to stare at the gate again and get ready to shoot. He himself picked up the pistol he had just put away.

After waiting for a long time, there was still no movement in the iron gate. Only a thick smoke rose up and slowly floated up to the roof. There was a scorching smell in the air. It was obvious that there was a fire somewhere downstairs.

This time, Fujiwara shinhei turned pale and a little flustered. He turned his head and asked, "Mr. Kimura, it seems that there is a real fire. We have to hurry downstairs! "

"Inoue teacher taught me, as a well-trained agent, not to be easily misled by the appearance of things." Kimura Yokohama is still expressionless, insisting on his own judgment, "Yang Xiaobao is a very decisive and meticulous person, and the trap he set will certainly seem to be true. To be honest, if there was no such smoke, I would have found something strange. "

"Your judgment is very reasonable!" After listening to the explanation of this calm and calm boss, Fujiwara shinhei felt suddenly enlightened, deeply believed in his judgment, and strengthened his confidence to stay on the rooftop and wait for Yang Xiaobao to appear.

Five minutes later, however, the situation took a turn for the worse!

No matter how firm and confident they are, they can't resist the floor that has begun to burn, the flames that jump to the roof from time to time, the iron door on the hot roof hut, and the crowd watching in the open space downstairs. All these signs clearly showed that the building under their feet was on fire, and they were waiting for the best escape time.

"Now what?" Heart anxious, the body also by fire, Fujiwara Xinping sweating, eager to ask the boss countermeasures.

Although there are no combustibles on the roof, it is never a place to avoid the fire - it can also kill people if it can't be burned. This is the top of a seven story building. If you want to escape, it's pure suicide.

"We've been fooled by him again!" Murakami Yokohama's face was livid, but he kept calm and gave him a cold look. "Losers should die. I don't complain. If you need one, I'll give you one, and then I'll give myself one. My pistol is still full

Fujiwara shinhei's face turned white, and he shivered. Ten thousand grass mud horses roared in his heart: it's you who are cheated by him, isn't it me? If you die, I don't want to die.

All of a sudden, amid the smoke and fire, a huge horn sounded downstairs: "two students upstairs, we have found you. Please keep calm. Don't jump to escape. The rescue will arrive soon, and firemen will pick you up."

The two Japanese looked at each other, and their faces brightened.