Warlords: Rising from the Northwest Border and Sweeping Across the Powers

Seeing that Yang Jiakai's escort convoy was preparing to turn around and leave, the three elite spy teams from Fuso responsible for assassinating Yang Jiakai, totaling 150 people, began to rush towards Yang Jiakai's location from three different directions.

The escort convoy that was originally protecting Yang Jiakai, with the rear car becoming the front car, turned around and prepared to return to the government affairs center building.

Just as the vehicle started, a dull gunshot broke the silence of the night. The driver of the first troop transport truck at the head of the convoy was shot in the left temple. Blood gushed out and he fell headfirst onto the steering wheel. The vehicle suddenly lost control and rushed towards the houses on the roadside.

The soldier in the passenger seat hurriedly took the risk of grabbing the steering wheel and finally managed to stop the vehicle safely in the middle of the road. However, the truck parked across the middle of the road completely blocked the route of the vehicles behind.

In a dark alley in the left front, about 20 or 30 people, fully armed and wearing black clothes, whose identities could not be distinguished, filed out of the alley and began to fire continuously at Yang Jiakai's convoy.

"The target person is in the command vehicle in the middle of the convoy. Can the sniper try to kill him with one shot? After completing the mission, we will evacuate quickly."

Sniper No. 97 on the top of the church began to adjust the direction of the gun muzzle and pulled the trigger. The bullet from the Type sniper rifle hit the left door, making a groove in the door, but failed to penetrate the door and cause harm to Yang Jiakai inside the car.

Guard company commander Hu Dabiao anxiously jumped out of the truck with his men and rushed towards where Yang Jiakai was.

"Quick! Protect the president and never let him get hurt!"

On the Fuso side, snipers lurking in three different directions began to call out names continuously. They had occupied high positions with excellent vision in advance. Together with other Fuso agents who continuously attacked the convoy from the front, back, left and right, the situation on the scene instantly became precarious.

The most important thing is that under the threat of snipers, the guard company was unable to launch an effective counterattack. On the open streets, a large number of soldiers did not have any suitable cover to escape the sniper's sight.

"The vehicle the target is riding in has extremely significant bulletproof features and sniper bullets cannot penetrate it. It is recommended to use mortars to provide indiscriminate fire coverage of the target's location."

Inside the command vehicle, Yang Jiakai's secretary and driver were still in shock, but Yang Jiakai's face looked relatively calm.

"Get off the car, disperse the soldiers, and find cover! Enter the houses and launch an effective fire counterattack. On the street, we will only become sitting ducks for the enemy!"

"Mr. President, your car is bulletproof. Once you get out of the car, you will be exposed to the enemy sniper's gun, which will be even more dangerous."

"Listen to me, if you stay in the car, you will die! Get off!"

Yang Jiakai's secretary carefully opened the car door. Just as he got out of the passenger seat, a sudden bullet hit the secretary's neck directly. The secretary opened his eyes wide, his aorta was pierced, and blood gushed out like a fountain. He could only try to cover the wound helplessly and fearfully. After a few breaths, he fell to the ground and died.

At this time, Hu Dabiao also realized Yang Jiakai's idea, and immediately called on several soldiers to open the car door. He used his flesh and blood to block Yang Jiakai in the middle without any blind spots, and ran towards the houses on the right side of the road.

In a distance of just over 20 meters, seven or eight of the guards surrounding Yang Jiakai fell down, all of them killed by sniper shots.

At the last moment, Yang Jiakai finally arrived in front of the house. Hu Dabiao took a huge risk and kicked the door open with great force.

"President, come in quickly and protect the president. Don't leave any angle for the other side to shoot."

Surrounded by the few remaining soldiers, Yang Jiakai ran into the yard. The moment he entered the sniper's blind spot, a bullet first penetrated the chest of the soldier behind Yang Jiakai's body, and then shot into Yang Jiakai's right forearm, leaving a pool of blood.

Yang Jiakai groaned, endured the pain, and rolled over like a lazy donkey without caring about his image. He finally entered the house safely.

"The target has entered the residential area on the right side of the road. The sniper has lost sight of it. Second team, quickly move towards the residential area. First team, cooperate with the three snipers to clear out the remaining enemies. Yang Jikai will not be able to escape today!"

On the streets, a large number of soldiers from the guard company suffered heavy casualties under the enemy's fierce firepower assault and constant sniper attacks. In just less than twenty minutes, more than 70% of the 120 soldiers from the guard company had been killed or wounded. The remaining soldiers were scattered in the alleys, houses, walls and other shelters around the streets. They did not dare to show their heads and could only barely launch sporadic counterattacks.

Judging from the current situation, it is only a matter of time before Yang Jiakai is taken down.

Inside the house, Hu Dabiao carefully inspected the interior. A young man in a white tight-fitting short jacket and his wife were hiding in the closet of the house, shivering.

"Who is it, come out!"

"General, please spare us! General, please spare us, we don't know anything, please don't kill us."

Looking at the young couple kneeling on the ground and kowtowing like crazy, Hu Dabiao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Get up, we are the guards of the Northern Frontier Central Government, not bandits. We are temporarily borrowing your place to hide. We will leave soon. Do you have a cellar, attic or something like that?"

In the main room, Yang Jiakai was sitting at the round table with blood gushing out of his forearm.

The guard observed the wound on Yang Jiakai's forearm with a serious expression, tore off the hem of his clothes, and stopped the bleeding for Yang Jiakai.

"How is the president's injury?"

"The entire forearm has been shot through. The situation is not optimistic. If we delay any further, there is a high possibility that the right hand will be disabled."

"Damn it! Who on earth is so bold as to assassinate the president in Beilong City?"

Yang Jiakai was pale and sweating. He looked at the annoyed Hu Dabiao and said, "Something must have gone wrong with the Central Security Army. We were about to visit Xia Zhenhua at the Security Army Headquarters Hospital when we were assassinated. There must be a traitor among the high-ranking officials of the Security Army."

"Could it be Commander-in-Chief Xia?"

Yang Jiakai shook his head and said, "It can't be Zhenhua. He would never betray me or Northern Xinjiang. It's been half an hour since the gunshots, and the security patrols in the nearby streets haven't come to support us yet. This is something that we have to think about."

"Now we can only hope that Jinshu will react quickly and bring troops to support us. Otherwise, we will be in great danger tonight."

Thinking of the current serious situation, Hu Dabiao's heart sank. The fierce gunfire on the street had not stopped yet. In ten minutes at most, the other side would clean up the other soldiers of the guard company and launch the final attack on this small residential courtyard.

At this point, Yang Jiakai and his men had no way out. If they dared to leave the residential area, they would be greeted by bullets from snipers from different directions.