"Miss Han can certainly be saved."
When the two women in black were smiling with pride, the old man with silver hair stepped forward and took the opportunity to compliment them:
"the 15 people who are going to act tonight are all elite men who have been trained by me for many years. They are just a few bandits who are dying. They are all captured by hand."
"Miss Chu deserves to be the most dazzling flower of the Chu family. The first time she led the team, she did such a beautiful job. She is absolutely unprecedented
"The Chinese authorities are crazy about themselves. Now miss Chu easily slaps them in the face. They will not dare to yell at Chu any more."
The old man with silver hair had a brilliant smile: "Miss Chu made a great contribution tonight."
"Care for your family, go thousands of miles, bravely rush to the top of the mountain, fight against bandits, not afraid of plague, not afraid of life and death."
"Miss Chu can be a model of Chu."
The silver haired old man took out all his skills to flatter: "the Chu family will be proud of the young lady, and the Han family will certainly appreciate the young lady's help."
A woman in black also praised: "miss not only has the courage to ignore the official authority, but also has the extraordinary command ability, genius."
Another woman in black, unwilling to lag behind, gave a thumbs up: "miss is more than a wizard, she is a hundred year genius."
"Even the Chinese military's difficult problem of hijacking has been solved quickly under miss's hands. Isn't it a genius?"
They flattered Chu Zijiao, but they didn't care about the consequences of going up the mountain.
As long as the bandits are killed and the people are rescued, Chinese officials can only praise but not criticize.
What's more, the Chu family is already on the line with the Jin family. If there are any small problems, the Jin family will easily solve them.
Chu Zijiao's indifferent eyes don't have too many emotional waves: "I come here tonight, mainly to rescue Han Jing, the rest is not important."
"Yes, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, kill, kill hard."
The silver haired old man echoed: "we must kill the bandits and rescue Miss Han safely."
"Boom!"
When Chu Zijiao saw the smooth front, the corner of his mouth slightly tilted up, suddenly an oxygen bottle was thrown out from the third floor and fell into the hands of several confluences.
Then a bullet was fired from the window.
A fire burst in the air, and the huge explosion was deafening.
"Ah -"
four or five men in black screamed, and they were immediately overturned by the explosion. They struggled, but they were mercilessly shot in the head.
Two women in black face a change, how to return a responsibility? Does the bandit seem to be stronger?
When Chu Zijiao squinted slightly, the silver haired old man comforted himself: "it must be luck! It must be luck
Just thinking about this, the four people saw that several miniature oxygen bottles were also thrown out on the fourth floor and the fifth floor of the hospital, and then several strands of gunfire were shot out of the window on the third floor.
"Boom boom!"
There were three deafening explosions. The people in black who were about to touch the hospital were overturned by the storm, and fell to the ground one by one, revealing their positions.
"Dada dada!"
It was the flash of the fire that made the firing of the submachine gun ring. Before the five men in black fell to the ground, they were shocked.
They splashed blood on their heads or chests, and then fell back to the ground.
"Da, Da, Da!"
The submachine gun didn't stop. It sounded very harsh and calm. It was a man with excellent shooting skills.
A woman in black, who raised her gun and shot at the third floor, felt a pain in her head after firing two shots. She leaned back and fell to the ground with a bullet in her eyebrow.
Someone wants to help and shine with a blow to the head.
The initial momentum is like a rainbow, but now it's gone. The sense of superiority of the patients who just touched the gun for a few days has been defeated by Weizhong.
"Be careful! Be careful
Seeing this, the old man with silver hair was about to vomit blood, so he quickly called out: "look for shelter! Look for cover. "
In fact, there was no need for him to be born and shout. The remaining four men and women in black had already rolled out to seek shelter.
But in the present situation, it is not that I am weak, but that the enemy is too strong.
Wei Zhongxin's shooting skills can be regarded as world-class. As long as his shooting sounds, there will always be people shot, killed or injured, which is very accurate.
No one can get near the hospital gate.
"Asshole! Why is the bandit so powerful? "
The silver haired old man's eyes were red: "kill them, kill them for me!"
Chu Zijiao said coldly: "this man is not simple." She slightly tilted her head: "Lao sun, you are a master of seven grades. You can handle each other."
The silver haired old man hesitated slightly, and then nodded: "understand, Lao sun will go out immediately, and miss should pay attention to safety."
Chu Zijiao didn't have any expression on his face. He just said coldly, "go."
The old man with silver hair looked at the hospital in front of him, and his flattery was gone. He became sharp, like a knife breaking the ground.As soon as he bends, he rushes to the hospital like a rabbit. After a few jumps, he rushes into the shadow and shortens the distance between the two sides.
It's very fast. It's just a flash.
"Dada dada!"
The other side seems to have caught the old man with silver hair approaching. The third floor shows gunfire again, and a dozen bullets pour over the old man with silver hair.
The silver haired old man rolled and moved, nimbly avoiding the bullets, then ran into the shadow and continued to run. On the way, his right hand dropped.
A flying knife fell in the palm of my hand.
As long as you push him to a distance of 20 meters, the old man with silver hair will have the confidence to kill the powerful gunner on the third floor.
"Bang bang!"
The gunfire rang out again. Seven or eight bullets bit the old man with silver hair and pursued him. Several times, they still hit him near his heel, but they never hurt him.
In this gap, the old man with silver hair got closer again, making himself only 30 meters away from the hospital. At the same time, he turned around to avoid two bullets.
When he ran another five or six meters, the old man with silver hair suddenly felt a little numb on his scalp, and a sense of danger came to his heart.
However, he did not have the space to identify the source of the danger, thinking that it was the powerful gunner on the third floor aiming at him.
So the old man with silver hair pounced forward and rolled like a civet. Then he grew up and changed his running track.
"Bang bang!"
As he expected, five or six more bullets hit the ground and raised a pile of dust.
Twenty three meters!
Twenty meters!
Fifteen meters!
The silver haired old man's quick action intruded into the dangerous area of the gunner on the third floor, and then rolled over again, taking advantage of the opponent's blind area for another three meters.
Twelve meters.
Raise your right hand!
"Whoosh!"
A knife flies out, whistling through the air!
On the third floor, when the shooter adjusted his angle to shoot again, the flying knife had already flashed away and disappeared into the window on the third floor where many people in black were shot.
"Ah -"
a scream sounded from the third floor, followed by submachine gun fire in the sky, and then a man with an ice bag on his head fell out of the window.
"Plop!"
The man with the gun fell to the ground and got rid of the gun. He could not die any more.
The silver haired old man was so excited that he waved his hand: "done!"
Just as Chu Zijiao in the barracks showed their excitement, a gun peeped out of a window on the first floor. The gun holder was Wei Zhongxin.
"Bang! Bang
Pulling the trigger, a distance of more than ten meters is nothing to Wei Zhongxin.
The old man with silver hair was also very good. When the muzzle of the gun locked him, he smelled danger, and his whole body was creepy, and he fell backward in general.
At the same time, the body a somersault, agile avoid the key, but, can't completely avoid the children.
"Rush
A bullet went into his shoulder, and a bullet passed his waist, splashing out two strands of blood.
But the silver haired old man didn't care about the pain. He bit his teeth and rolled to the side, hiding behind a flower bed.
Almost as soon as they moved away, seven or eight more bullets came, banging on the ground and exploding a pile of stones.
"Shit! It's a trick
The silver haired old man quickly made a judgment that the powerful gunner on the third floor had already changed his person. He was attracted by a rookie, and he was shooting in the dark.
The purpose is to kill yourself.
Thinking of this, the silver haired old man quickly evacuated, so as not to fall into the trap. He attacked very fast and escaped very quickly.
A few tumbled and took off and landed. After avoiding a few bullets, they retreated to the main road in front of the barracks and opened the distance between themselves and the hospital
"Bang! Bang! Bang
At this moment, the lights were blazing, and several jeeps rushed over. At the same time, a shot came out of the window and fired at his calf.
The silver haired old man dodged again and again. He only dodged two bullets, but he couldn't escape the third one.
"Rush
A cloud of blood shot from his leg, and the old man with silver hair fell to the ground with a sharp pain and a groan
Before he struggled to get up, ye Tianlong jumped out of the car window and put a gun on his head. His voice was cold:
"don't move!"