Spy Wars: Get the Predator equipment at the beginning

"It's so damn unlucky that I encountered such a nasty thing twice in a row while working! Is this what the Japs do when they have nothing to do?" Zhang Yunhe retracted the Iron Blood Spear and cursed in a low voice.

He turned his head and looked at the furnishings in the finance office. There was a table near the window and a row of cabinets against the wall on the left, which contained books and documents. There was a safe next to the cabinets.

He first walked to the table by the window and opened the drawer, which contained items such as ink, pen, paper cutter, paperweight, manuscript paper, and salary payment sheet.

Then he rummaged through the drawers of the other two desks, which were also filled with personal belongings. Apart from a few pieces of gold jewelry, there was nothing else of value.

Finally, Zhang Yunhe turned his attention to the safe next to the cabinet. He found the key in the woman's drawer and used a stethoscope to open the combination lock.

After opening the safe, there was a large amount of cash, twelve gold bars, and deposit certificates from Jinzheng Bank.

Zhang Yunhe collected all the cash and gold bars. As for the certificates of deposit, he took a look and found that the amount was quite large, but he did not need it. The money in Jinzheng Bank would be his sooner or later, so it did not matter whether he kept the certificates of deposit or not.

In addition to these, there was also a document bag. He opened the document bag and took out eight property deeds from it. After checking them one by one, he found that these were all high-quality properties.

Very good, I accept them all!

In the technical room next door, the office door was closed. The office was adjacent to the laboratory. At this time, five people from the technical team were sitting in the office chatting.

Zhang Yunhe stood at the door and listened for a few words, then scanned with the Iron Blood Mask, and immediately took out a pistol from the backpack space and installed a silencer.

He opened the door, walked in, and then closed it.

Several people who were chatting were stunned when they saw the door open and close by itself. Before they could figure out what was going on, Zhang Yunhe had already pulled the trigger and fired five shots in a row, each of which hit the target in the head.

Zhang Yunhe continued shooting. When he ran out of bullets, he replaced the magazine and continued shooting. Each of the five technical agents in the office was shot three times, two in the chest and one in the head.

Equipment room, it is at the eastern end of the first floor.

A clerk on duty was flipping through a picture magazine at his desk in the workshop to kill time.

Zhang Yunhe checked through the Iron Blood Mask scan and found that there was only one person on duty in the equipment room's workshop and the door was locked. This was normal, as there were not only technical equipment but also weapons, equipment and ammunition. It would be abnormal not to lock the door.

Zhang Yunhe thought for a moment and knocked on the door: "Knock, knock, knock."

The attendant on duty was puzzled when he heard the knock on the door. Who would come to the equipment room at this time? Could it be the operations team responsible for investigating the case?

He put down the magazine, stood up and walked over to open the door.

When the door opened, there was no one outside.

Just as he was wondering, the officer on duty suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest. He looked down and saw a sharp knife stuck in his chest.

Zhang Yunhe showed up, picked up the dwarf and put him on a chair. When he went to collect technical equipment, weapons and ammunition, the dwarf had already died.

The equipment room is divided into the duty room, technical equipment room and weapons and ammunition equipment room.

Zhang Yunhe walked around and put all the equipment he liked into the backpack space. The more valuable ones were some electronic instruments and parts.

For example, radio transceivers, batteries, monitoring equipment and instruments and supporting parts, wired telephones, and various other electronic parts.

Most of the items in the weapons and equipment room were pistols and bullets, with fewer rifles and bullets, as well as some explosives and several boxes of grenades and detonators.

Zhang Yunhe didn’t take some of the items that were of no use, and put the rest into his backpack.

As soon as he came out of the equipment, he heard voices and footsteps coming from the corridor. He listened carefully and felt that they were coming down from the second floor.

After thinking for two seconds, Zhang Yunhe immediately made a decision. He quickly walked to the outside of the distribution room next to him, opened the door, walked in and turned off the main switch.

The entire building was instantly plunged into darkness. He then quickly walked to the telephone line extension control room next door, opened the door, walked in, unplugged all the line interfaces, and turned off the extension controller.

Curses emanated from the second-floor stairwell: "Baga, why is there a sudden power outage? How can we work in the dark? Go check what's going on!"

"Hi!"

A spy groped his way down the stairs to a hallway. He saw lights on the street outside through the hall window, so he turned around and shouted towards the stairwell: "Squad leader, there is electricity on the street outside. I think the circuit breaker must have tripped here."

"Why don't you go and call the logistics team to come and take a look!"

"Hi!"

"Everyone else, go back to the office and find a flashlight and light the candles. I'll report the progress of the investigation to the section chief!"

"Hi!"

After a while, footsteps were heard again in the stairwell, and two beams of light shone on the wall.

Two staff members from the logistics team came down to the first floor, flashlights in hand and carrying electrician tool boxes. Just as they were about to turn around and head toward the power distribution room, one of the electricians asked in surprise, "Hey, why are the doors all closed? I remember there were two people from the special agent squad on duty in the lobby. Why are they gone?"

"Maybe he's hiding in an office to sleep. Let's go to the distribution room first to see what caused the power outage and restore the electricity as soon as possible!" said another logistics staff member.

"Okay! Wait, why is this floor so quiet?" the electrician asked as he walked.

The logistics staff walking nearby were also a little surprised: "Yeah, if there was no power outage, it would be normal for them to stay in the office on standby and there would be no one in the corridor. But now there is no power, it's pitch black and there are no candles. How can they stay in the dark office?"

As they were talking, the two of them had already arrived at the door of the distribution room. The electrician opened the door, put down his toolbox and said, "I'll check the circuit. You help me turn on the light."

The electrician turned off the flashlight as he spoke, but he saw his companion behind him turn off the flashlight, so he quickly turned around and said, "Turn on the flashlight!"

There was no response from behind, and neither did my companions.

"Hey, what's going on? Turn on the flashlight!"

It was pitch dark and the electrician couldn't see anything. He was a little angry, so he quickly bent down to get a flashlight from the toolbox, turned it on, turned around and shone it behind him, but he didn't see his companion.

"Uh—Kawamoto? Kawamoto, where are you?"

After calling out several times, his companions didn't respond, which made the electrician feel a little nervous.

At this moment, he noticed that the door of the technical room opposite was ajar. He walked over with a flashlight and asked, "Kawamoto, are you in there?"

Still no response. The electrician's heartbeat quickened noticeably and he felt a little uneasy. He stood at the door and pushed it open. Wherever the flashlight beam shone, he saw several technicians lying in a pool of blood.

He was immediately frightened and looked at the scene with horror. He instinctively wanted to open his mouth and scream. But just as he opened his mouth, before he could shout, a pair of big hands behind him grabbed his chin, lifted it up, and twisted it.

With a "click", a sharp pain instantly invaded the brain, and then consciousness fell into endless darkness.