I'm a spy in the film

"Click."

"Bang, bang bang."

Hearing the sound of the other party's bullets missing, Bourne immediately leaned out and fired two shots, one hitting the sniper's head and the other two hitting the observer's chest.

Before the two men's bodies fell to the ground, Bourne had already rushed out, tiptoed forward, and arrived at the terrorist's sniper point.

Oh, it's actually the HK416-D, which is the famous gun that the SEAL Team Six used to kill La Deng in the previous life. Now it is equipped with an LPVO low-magnification and variable-magnification scope, which turns this gun into a deadly weapon that can be used for long-range attack or close-range defense. But now it belongs to me!

Bourne pulled the bolt and found the magazine was full.

It seems that this sniper is quite fast and changed the magazine in just a few seconds, but it was all a benefit to himself.

Then, Bourne searched the sniper and her observer and found five magazines, stuffed them into his pocket, then turned the gun, aimed at the terrorists with their backs to him, and fired repeatedly.

Soon, the gangsters who had been putting the Secret Service agents under great pressure found that their companions suddenly became much less numerous.

"??!"

Someone shouted, and all the terrorists immediately changed from attacking slowly with guns to lying down and shooting.

In an instant, there was no longer a single person standing on the lawn shrouded in smoke, which meant that Bourne, whose vision was already unclear, had no chance to attack. Instead, the place where he was hiding was hit by several bullets from the terrorists. If it had not been for the early warning that reminded him to dodge in advance, he would have been shot.

Now, Bourne was lying among several corpses, holding a gun, gasping for breath. It was so fucking exciting. This was much more exciting than dealing with gangsters and drug dealers. I wonder what happened to Uncle Banning.

At this moment, Banning has used Bourne's black gun to suppress and quickly kill several gangsters in front of him. He successfully rushed to the crash barrier in front of the White House steps and saved a former colleague. However, his condition was not very good. The wound on his neck was bleeding and he had difficulty breathing.

To make matters worse, as the sirens of police cars came closer and closer, several heavy construction vehicles appeared from nowhere and blocked the intersection before the police cars arrived. The drivers also blew up their tires, causing these heavy vehicles to stop completely in the middle of the road, blocking the MPD who were coming to support, but also cutting off the criminals' retreat route.

The enemy's retreat has been cut off, our reinforcements are arriving, it's time to counterattack!

Led by several heroic Secret Service agents, the surviving security guards, guards, and MPDs outside the White House opened fire at the same time and launched a massive counterattack, killing and wounding several terrorists who stood up to fight back. The remaining terrorists lay on the ground, not daring to move!

With victory in sight, the side doors of two garbage trucks parked in front of the White House courtyard suddenly opened, revealing the FN M240B general-purpose machine guns inside the trucks.

This is the ultimate weapon against the Secret Service agents guarding the White House, and it is also the reason why the terrorists who were originally in full swing of the offensive collectively lay down.

This airborne grip FN M240B general-purpose machine gun produced by Herstal in Belgium has a firing rate of 750 rounds per minute, and the bullet caliber is 7.62*51 mm large-caliber rifle bullet. An ordinary person would be killed by a single shot, let alone continuous strafing or cross-strafing from two machine guns.

For a moment, there was a continuous sound of "da da da, da da da", bullets rained down, stone chips flew everywhere, and blood splattered everywhere. The White House guards who had just rushed out of the stairs fell down one after another like wheat harvested by the god of death's scythe, and their bodies were incomplete.

"Do not!--"

Banning, who was hiding behind the pillar, was furious and roared in pain. He did not stand up and join the counterattack immediately because he was worried about Bourne. He did not expect that the good situation would fall into hell in an instant.

Now he could only watch as the bodies of his companions scattered all over the stairs, with blood flowing down the stairs like a stream.

But that’s not all.

"boom--"

An RPG hit the White House corridor door head-on, smashing the remaining agents hiding behind the door along with the wooden doors and windows.

The explosion seemed to be a signal, and the sound of the attack was heard again on the lawn:

"??! (Attack)"

"Attack!"

Seeing the terrorists getting up from the ground one by one, raising their guns and launching a new attack on the main gate, Banning shouted to the remaining Secret Service agents who were hiding behind the crash barriers with him to save their lives:

"Go in, go in quickly, the enemy is coming up again!"

As he said this, he took the lead and ran towards the White House.

There are machine gun suppression outside and infantry attacks. If they don't take advantage of the smoke and the enemy's encirclement before it is completed, and quickly enter the White House and rely on the buildings for defense, are they going to wait here for the enemy to wipe them out?

Banning reacted quickly and reached the top of the stairs in just a few steps. Behind him, several Secret Service agents moved much slower, and two of them with leg injuries were just getting up.

"Da da da, da da da"

The damn life-threatening sound of the FNM240B general-purpose machine gun rang again, and immediately the two people behind Banning were hit by bullets and fell to the ground.

An unprecedented shadow of death fell upon Banning's head. His face turned red, veins on his forehead throbbed, and he threw himself forward with all his strength. He rolled over and hid behind the inner wall of the White House, gasping for breath.

At this time, Banning realized that the sound of the four machine guns that had been wreaking havoc just now had disappeared!

Hiding behind the body of a former colleague and looking outside, I saw that not only the four machine guns were fired out and the muzzles were crooked, but even the terrorists who launched the attack were shot and fell down at a rate of one every three seconds. And judging from the way they fell, it was obvious that the bullets that hit them came from behind!

"It's Bourne, it must be Bourne!" Banning thought excitedly:

"He killed the sniper, got the sniper rifle, and cleared the machine gun point. Now there are only the thirty or so bandits in front of us. As long as I hold here for ten minutes, the emergency response team from Andrew Air Force Base will arrive. Then, it will be time to pay with blood!"

However, at this moment, Bourne did not feel as good as Banning.

Although he didn't know that a military team was about to arrive at the battlefield, and didn't know that the Pentagon had already learned of the situation and was coordinating forces to prepare to completely crush the enemy, but just a few minutes ago, he accidentally observed through the scope:

At the rear side of the White House, a dozen guys dressed like ordinary people got out of several ordinary-looking MPVs and swaggered into the White House through a gap in the blown-up fence.

If this wasn't enough, then the following scene would almost make Bourne's jaw drop:

A guy walking in the front with a mask on his face used a small stick in his hand to casually draw a circle on the wall. The circle turned into a big black hole. Then, these people filed into the black hole, and then the black hole disappeared!

what is this?

Is this the American version of the wall-walking technique?

Who can cast such powerful magic in a place like this?

Although he shouted in his heart "This is unscientific", Bourne knew that trouble was coming!

Today's group of terrorists are by no means terrorists in the ordinary sense, but rather they are other forces with extraordinary powers supporting ulterior motives.

Although he didn't understand what they wanted to do, it didn't stop Bourne from raising the danger level of today's events by several levels.

The group of "cannon fodder" outside that is attracting security firepower must be dealt with as soon as possible.

That's right, the group of terrorists who are now attacking the White House head-on have been defined by Bourne as cannon fodder. The enemy's real elite have quietly entered the White House through special methods.

But no one knew this except him!

He couldn't make any calls. When the machine guns blocked the road, Bourne noticed that the mobile phone, which had originally had a full signal, now had no network at all. The enemy was indeed well prepared and was decisive in cutting off communications.

Never mind, let’s go see how Uncle Banning is doing first!

After taking out the machine gunner with a few shots and killing off a few of the fastest cannon fodder, successfully slowing down the speed of the entire cannon fodder team, Bourne did not go through the main door, but climbed up to the second floor quickly along the bullet holes and reliefs on the wall like a nimble monkey. The windows of the office here did not have anti-theft windows, so Bourne just got in through a window with broken glass.