I was framed for taking the civil service exam, so I joined the National Security Bureau

The sudden shouting in the headset was as urgent and anxious as a whistle that cut through the silent night sky, instantly tightening everyone's nerves.

This sound was a warning and a battle horn, coming from Mingdi, who was also a sniper, a keen hunter who could always catch the crisis at the critical moment.

Zhang Xing's reaction was almost synchronized with the sound. His eyes were as sharp as a hawk, and he instantly locked onto the three o'clock direction on the third floor of the abandoned chemical plant. In the darkness there, a barely perceptible red light seemed like the pupil of the god of death, which flashed by in a flash, but was enough to make all vigilant hearts suddenly accelerate.

"Oh no, at the three o'clock direction, a sniper from the RASS organization is lurking!"

Zhang Xing's voice was low and powerful, and every word carried a weight that could not be ignored.

At three o'clock, there is a deep black hole on the opposite floor. Ordinary eyes can hardly penetrate the thick night, but Mingdi can perceive it keenly because of the sixth sense that is unique to snipers - the intuition honed on the edge of life and death.

As for Zhang Xing, the reason why he can recognize the threat hidden in the dark at a glance is that his mutated eyes have extraordinary vision and can see through the darkness, which is dozens of times stronger than ordinary people.

"Quick, ensure Wang Sanquan's safety!"

Zhang Xing shouted, and in less than a second, Geng Jianhui urgently reminded the two Guoan team members who were responsible for controlling Wang Sanquan.

Geng Jianhui's heart is like a mirror, and he can see the intention of the RASS organization clearly.

He knows that the appearance of the sniper is not accidental, nor is it for simple rescue or to challenge the power of Guoan. The only motive is clear and cruel - to completely eliminate Wang Sanquan who knows too much.

Although Wang Sanquan's position in the RASS organization is not as important as Xia Fei's, he has been working for the organization for many years and has carried out countless tasks. His value is far from being in the pond. In terms of rank, even if he cannot be called a big fish, he is definitely not a small shrimp.

For RASS, the secrets held by Wang Sanquan are like a time bomb. Once they fall into the hands of the National Security Brigade, the consequences will be disastrous.

Perhaps, RASS still had the intention to rescue Wang Sanquan at first, and even included him in the plan.

But when the news came that Wang Sanquan was surrounded by the abandoned chemical plant, all hopes turned into bubbles. Under such a strong siege, any rescue attempt will be extremely difficult. Even if it succeeds by chance, the cost will be extremely painful and may shake the foundation of the organization.

Therefore, after weighing the benefits and risks, the most cruel and direct choice emerged-getting rid of Wang Sanquan cleanly and neatly, and letting those secrets that may be leaked be buried with his death, this is the safest means.

"Quick, take Wang Sanquan to the car!"

The voice of the Eagle Team Leader was like a sharp wind, penetrating the tense and chaotic air with unquestionable determination.

While shouting, he swiftly shuttled through the smoke-filled scene, as agile as a cheetah, and instantly arrived beside the two tense Guoan team members.

They quickly formed a solid human wall, carefully surrounded the panicked Wang Sanquan, and rushed to the car.

"Bang!"

A sharp explosion broke through the sky, like the whisper of the god of death, and a fatal bullet whizzed from the three o'clock direction, so fast that it seemed to tear the space apart.

However, the Eagle Team Leader's reaction was even more lightning-fast. His evacuation order and action were almost carried out simultaneously. The whistling bullet was only a millimeter away, brushing Wang Sanquan's body, and fiercely embedded in the ruins half a meter away from his side, stirring up a piece of flying gravel and dust.

Then, "bang!"

The second gunshot, this time the direction of the attack was unexpected, the bullet came from the six o'clock direction, the target was directly aimed at the three o'clock direction, obviously intending to create chaos.

In this series of crises, Zhang Xing relied on his mutated eyes, although his vision was blurred, he could still vaguely capture the trajectory of the bullet's flight.

He secretly judged in his heart that this precise and cunning shot was undoubtedly from the sniper rifle in Mingdi's hand.

Just a few minutes ago, Mingdi alertly discovered the movement at the three o'clock position at the eight o'clock direction. Almost at the same time when the danger was revealed, he had issued a warning through the radio.

Then, like a ghost, he began to move silently from the eight o'clock direction, looking for the best shooting position, ready to give the enemy a fatal counterattack.

"Bang! Bang!"

Soon, several crisp gunshots were heard in succession on the third and second floors, and Mingdi and the sniper of the RASS organization started sniping.

The two figures are like ghosts, in the abandoned chemical plant in the dark night.Even Zhang Xing, who has mutant eyes, could hardly catch the two people's figures for a while.

However, Zhang Xing judged that the sniper sent by the RASS organization to assassinate Wang Sanquan was very superb in both sniping skills and sniping quality.

The two faced each other in the office building in the direction of the north gate for about ten seconds, and then their figures disappeared one after another, and the gunshots gradually disappeared.

Zhang Xing asked the team leader Geng Jianhui:

"Boss, you should escort Wang Sanquan back to the bureau quickly. Senior Nighthawk and I will track the whereabouts of the sniper and Mingdi."

Geng Jianhui frowned. He could also see that the opponent's sniper was very powerful. Now that he and Mingdi disappeared one after another, there was only one answer, that is, the two formed a tacit understanding and went to find a more open area to snipe.

It is difficult for ordinary people to participate in the battle between snipers. Even if all team members are sent to track, it will not achieve any effect.

After weighing the pros and cons, Geng Jianhui agreed to Zhang Xing's request, patted Zhang Xing on the shoulder, and reminded him:

"Be careful, the opponent's sniper is very powerful, try not to fight with him."

Zhang Xing nodded and quickly got on Nighthawk's second-hand BYD. At Zhang Xing's prompt, Nighthawk quickly turned the car around and rushed out of the north gate of the abandoned chemical plant.

Geng Jianhui knew that the most urgent task was to escort Wang Sanquan back to the bureau first, so he got on the escort car without any delay.

At this moment, the Eagle team leader was in the escort car, and Wang Sanquan's hands and feet were shackled. The shot of the sniper of the RASS organization just now passed by him, which seemed to have scared him out of his courage. He looked distracted and terrified.

"Flying Eagle, three members of my team are tracking the sniper. Our top priority now is to escort Wangsu back safely. Please give the order."

Flying Eagle leaned on his seat, looking very tired. Geng Jianhui didn't intend to disturb him, but there was an agreement in advance that Feiying would be the commander of this operation, so Geng Jianhui reminded Feiying.

However, after Geng Jianhui finished speaking, he did not receive a response from Feiying.

"Flying Eagle!"

Geng Jianhui was full of doubts and uneasiness. He carefully reached out and gently pushed Feiying's body.

As he pushed, Feiying's body shook slightly, but there was no response.

At this time, Geng Jianhui's eyes fell on the seat where Feiying was sitting.

He was surprised to find that the seat was stained with a lot of blood, which had dried up and turned dark red. Looking at the shocking scene in front of him, Geng Jianhui's face instantly turned pale as paper.

His heart sank, and an ominous premonition came to his mind. He hurriedly checked Feiying's body carefully, and finally found an obvious gunshot wound in Feiying's abdomen.

The clothes around the wound were stained with blood, and it looked very serious.

Geng Jianhui widened his eyes and looked at everything in front of him in disbelief.

At this moment, Feiying closed his eyes tightly and lay there lifeless, as if he had lost all his vitality.

At this moment, Geng Jianhui suddenly had a picture in his mind: in the abandoned chemical plant, the sniper from the rass organization had shot at Wang Sanquan. Fortunately, at that critical moment, the leader of Feiying pushed Wang Sanquan just right, so that the bullet whizzed past Wang Sanquan's body.

At this moment, Geng Jianhui suddenly realized why the bullet passed by Wang Sanquan. It is very likely that Feiying blocked the fatal bullet with his body at that time! You know, with the superb skills of the sniper of the rass organization, since Wang Sanquan had been locked, there should be no chance of failure.

At that time, the situation was extremely critical, and everyone was busy escaping, and no one noticed this detail. What is even more admirable is that Feiying knew that he was shot, but in order not to interfere with everyone's retreat plan, he buried the truth that he was shot deep in his heart.

"Feiying!" Geng Jianhui's voice was choked with a trace of sobs, his eyes were wet, and tears were rolling in his eyes. He once again used all his strength to call Feiying's name, hoping to wake him up. However, at this time, Feiying had already lost consciousness and fell into a deep coma.

Feiying's injuries were very serious, and he was shot in the abdomen, which was an extremely dangerous position. Blood continued to flow out of the wound, his face was as pale as paper, and his breathing became weak. Obviously, due to excessive blood loss, Feiying's life was on the verge of extreme danger.

"Hurry up! Hurry up!"

Geng Jianhui urged the driver anxiously, he wanted to fly to the military hospital immediately.We must race against time, because every second may determine the life and death of Feiying.

Although Geng Jianhui and Feiying are not in the same brigade, the relationship between the two is extraordinary.

They are close comrades-in-arms and the most trusted friends of each other.

The operation to capture Wang Sanquan is already full of dangers and challenges. Now, a member of the National Security Team has died heroically. If even the leader Feiying cannot escape, it will undoubtedly be a heavy blow to the entire National Security Team.

The escort car speeds up and drives towards the military hospital.

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At this time, in another place, Nighthawk is driving a second-hand BYD, driving at lightning speed on a dark, eerie and terrifying forest path. He locates the gunshot he just heard, and combines the situation observed by his mutated eyes to accurately judge that the sniper of the RASS organization and Mingdi have quickly sneaked into the jungle behind the mountain after disappearing from the abandoned chemical plant.

"Bang!" "Bang!" From time to time, a few clear and loud gunshots were heard in the mountain jungle. Nighthawk followed the gunshots and drove all the way, finally arriving at the southeast of the jungle behind the mountain.

"Call Mingdi... Call Mingdi!"

However, at this moment, the gunshots in the jungle had long disappeared, and all that was in front of him was the endless, dark and deep jungle, making it impossible to detect any movement in it.

So, Nighthawk tried to contact Mingdi through the radio, but he shouted several times in a row, but still got no response.

"Damn it! Damn Mingdi, why don't you respond!"

Nighthawk was anxious. Zhang Xing, who was standing beside him, saw this and patted Nighthawk on the shoulder, reminding him: "Senior, don't worry. I think Senior Mingdi should have turned off the communication equipment."

Hearing what Zhang Xing said, Nighthawk was slightly startled, with a hint of doubt on his face.

He turned his head to look at Zhang Xing, as if waiting for his further explanation.

Zhang Xing frowned slightly and said in a serious tone: "I have heard that in a sniper duel, even a little breeze or a very subtle sound can be a key factor in determining life and death. From the current situation, rass This sniper of the organization is quite powerful.

I guess Senior Mingdi may have encountered a strong opponent. In order to ensure that this sniper duel is not disturbed, he must turn off the communication device to prevent any sound leakage. After all, in such a high-risk and high-pressure combat environment, any negligence may lead to catastrophic consequences. "

After Zhang Xing explained it like this, Nighthawk finally understood it as if waking up from a dream, but then he frowned and asked in confusion: "They must be hiding in this dense forest. At first, I could hear a few gunshots. I think they were sniping each other at that time. , but now the gunshots have stopped. Does this mean that they are now in a silent state? "

Zhang Xing nodded to indicate his agreement with Nighthawk's opinion, and responded meaningfully: "Generally speaking, the competition between high-level snipers has long gone beyond the scope of simple skills and marksmanship. The key lies in who is better at seizing opportunities and who can accurately capture the moment when the opponent makes a mistake and then launch the decisive blow. The quiet atmosphere at this moment just shows that both of them are waiting for the other to reveal a flaw. "

Nighthawk frowned and fell into deep thought.

After a while, he slowly said: "The current situation is very tricky! The problem is that both of them are waiting for the other to make a mistake, and we can't get in touch with Ming Di. In this case, how can we provide assistance to Ming Di? "

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