Chapter 337

Luke: I'm not being teased, am I? But this is not the right time.

He helplessly observed the Toyota car around the corner of the alley more than 30 meters away.

Selena: "Luke, you have changed! I can't believe that I can sing the love in my heart

Luke muttered to himself: Acting! It's acting, okay?

Selena also tucked up this sentence, did not continue to make complaints about him.

Now it's fishing time. It's too much to use the connected communication system as a chat tool.

A few minutes later, Selena warned, "Palmer's car is out, exit B2."

Luke got up and walked slowly to the exit of the parking lot.

Almost at the same time, he found the Toyota car moving.

Luke squinted.

You can't see the exit of the parking lot here, so these two Is there any inside information? Or are there people around to help them watch the wind and report the situation of the exit?

The internal problem is not big. That's DEA's internal business. DEA without the internal line of drug gangs is not DEA.

But if there is an observer, he should be careful.

It's not to say that it's too much to meet the target. As long as it's a retired veteran or a special police guest under the sniper, the situation will be very dangerous.

"Selena, turn the two monitors on the roof over the surrounding buildings and search for possible observers." He said, shaking his throat.

"I see. It has been adjusted. In addition, I have called the monitoring on both sides to check the location of the street around." Selena replied.

Luke let's go on to the entrance.

He walked in a straight line, from a small square to the edge of the landscape tree path.

The Toyota was going around a corner and turned to the parking lot exit.

He walked on the hypotenuse of the triangle, but the other side took the L-shaped route, and their actions had a strange sense of coordination.

When the car arrived near exit B2, he was also close to the side of the exit.

"In the northeast, there is a gray apartment building on the 12th floor, and the third window from the left of the 10th floor is abnormal." Selena's voice sounded.

Rock his head, Luke scampered along the path, glancing across.

His keen vision gave him a glimmer of reflection.

Lenses? Telescope or sight? He muttered to himself.

"Selena, call Palmer and ask her to wait five minutes before coming out. I'll see the guy on the tenth floor." Luke opens.

The apartment building suspected of ambush in the northeast is in front of exit B2 on the left, but the shooting boundary will be blocked by a row of landscape trees at the exit.

Only when Palmer turns a short way from the exit will he be exposed to the best range of the ambush.

No one knows how much time a woman will delay to leave from work. Besides, she is such a beautiful woman as Palmer.

She made up for herself in the parking lot. It's normal. The five minute delay should not cause the ambush gunmen to be alert.

Of course, we're going to get Palmer involved in the trial.

Even if it's for her good and she hasn't been allowed to take risks, it's still worth a share of the credit.

Luke went straight through exit B2 and went northeast.

However, his course of action is covered by landscape trees, and his close fitting alloy bulletproof vest is put on when he comes out on duty.

Two minutes later, he jumped into the apartment building more than 200 meters away. He didn't wait for the elevator, and went straight to the stairwell. He took out his fake mobile phone and turned on the electronic monitoring function.

If the other side plays sniper, the technical and tactical level can't be underestimated, maybe people also play high-tech.

This is an old apartment building. Of course, there will be no monitoring in the stairwell. Luke broke out with superhuman power and agility. He went to the 10th floor in only 30 seconds, faster than waiting for the elevator.

He still has to worry about the floor of the old apartment building and not make too loud noise, otherwise he can rush up in ten seconds.

On the tenth floor, Luke inhaled deeply.

A mixture of gun oil and gunpowder was quickly caught by him.

Even though the man has taken a bath, he can't eliminate it completely.

He approached the door quietly, stopped for a few seconds on the side again, and quickly determined that the door had no mechanism, and the position of the man in the room.

Luke slapped the door lock with one hand.

With a bang, the door lock is like being hit by a hammer. It flies straight in and opens with a wooden door.

Suddenly, he had another baseball in his hand, whizzing into a white shadow, and smashed it on the head of a man who just turned around three meters away.

Bang!

This person's body and head just twisted half circle, head one side, collapsed on the long table.

Luke quickly came forward, took out the handcuffs, cut back the man's hands, handcuffed him, checked his things, and found a walkie talkie.

He took out the fake mobile phone and gave a close-up of the guy's face to Selena. "The guy on the 10th floor is done. Check the guy's identity. He may have come from the army."No need to distinguish carefully, Luke can speculate the way of this man.

With a full set of American equipment and a strong sense of vision of American regular troops, this guy is no different from the military's elite dress except that there is no sign.

Luke looked at the layout of the man in the apartment. It was obvious that he was not from a wild background.

The long dining table is pulled to the window, and the table legs at the back are padded high, which naturally inclines to the window.

The curtain is fixed and straight just with a small opening, which will not be driven by the wind, affect the shooting range, and leave enough vision for sniper.

Compared with the sharpshooter who just put the sniper gun on the windowsill and hit the target, this is a professional.

Of course, snipers can't fire in the most comfortable environment at any time, but it's very helpful to adjust themselves as much as possible to be suitable for shooting, so as to improve the hit rate of snipers.

Luke looked at the sniper gun again.

This is a M24. It has obvious traces of personal modification. It's definitely not a new gun.

However, to his surprise, what just reflected light was not the sight glass. The professional level of this one was not so low. The hood on the sight glass was well installed.

The reflective thing is a glass product that is not used in a cabinet in the house. The afternoon sun shines on the glass product, just reflecting a little sunlight.

The uninvited sniper apparently didn't expect the owner of the room to use the top of the cabinet as a storage room.

Luke dragged the man into the bedroom, took out the rope from the storage space, and tied him up with a gesture similar to the neon rope art, which is against the old sea binding. The basic rope technology let him use the rope tool, which is very easy to use.

At last, he used sealing glue to wrap the man's mouth for several times before he could finish it.

Close the bedroom door, close the door, he quickly went downstairs and dialed the phone: "Elsa, I've got a sniper ready to ambush Palmer. I'll send you the address. You can send someone to take over as soon as possible. There are two ambushed gunmen downstairs. I have no time to deal with them. "