Mogadishu, outside Raccoon City.

Two o'clock in the morning.

Dark clouds covered the stars in the sky, as if they were smeared with ink.

As the night deepens...

The temperature in the Gobi Desert is getting colder and colder, and the surrounding fields are endlessly dark.

It seems that you can vaguely hear the howling of wolves, which makes people panic.

On a sand dune, several people were lying down.

It was Luke and his team sent by Lockheed to rescue Marilyn Hewson.

They had been lurking here for three hours, until the lights in Raccoon City not far away gradually went out.

They know that the opportunity has come!

"Action." Luke ordered, and everyone quickly got up and rushed towards Raccoon City with standard tactical actions.

After reaching a target point.

They stopped to conduct reconnaissance, and after confirming that it was safe and installing a wave of time bombs, they continued to rush to the next target point.

Move quickly and stealthily.

He is indeed the ace special forces soldier from SEAL Team 6, with tacit cooperation and quick action.

However, not long after they left.

Two heads poked out from a corner. They were the two members of Task Force 141, Zero Point and Scarecrow.

After confirming that the Lockheed gang was gone, the two quietly sneaked to the place where the time bomb was installed.

After a while of tinkering.

All the time bombs were dismantled, no challenge at all.

Ling Dian weighed several time bombs in his hand and showed a playful expression on his face.

"Hey, man, do you think these guys will be so angry that their noses are twisted when they find out that detonating bombs is useless?"

"The nose is crooked? No, God should be with them." The scarecrow chuckled.

"Ha, I like what you said."

"Okay, come on, we two are responsible for cleaning up."

"Walk."

The two put the dismantled time bomb into their backpacks and quickly disappeared into the darkness...

A few minutes later.

The Lockheed gang also sneaked into the central area of ​​Raccoon City.

Luke, the leader, made a gesture with his fingers together and his palms facing down.

Everyone stopped quickly behind the two walls and immediately squatted down, staring at the surroundings warily.

I saw the entrance of a 100-meter-high building ahead.

There was a group of heavily armed French mercenaries guarding the door, seemingly chatting.

But these French mercenaries speak French.

But Luke and the others have all received professional language training in various countries, and each of them has at least mastered the languages ​​​​of several mainstream countries.

Naturally, I can understand what these French mercenaries are saying.

When he heard that the rescue target, Marilyn Hewson, was on the 44th floor of the building, a glint flashed in the leader Luke's eyes.

"The target is on the 44th floor of the building in front. We are divided into two action groups, A and B. I will lead Group A, and Vice Captain Parker will lead Group B."

"I will lead Team A to rescue the target. Your Team B will respond outside and install a time bomb."

"action!"

Luke didn't waste any time and directly issued the action order.

The members of Group A quickly used offensive tactics and rushed towards a group of French mercenaries at the door of the building.

The automatic rifles in their hands were all equipped with silencers, and they fired a burst of precise bursts at the French mercenaries chatting at the door.

Puff puff puff!

The French mercenaries who were caught off guard were shot in the head and fell to the ground.

Luke quickly led Team A to the entrance of the building. There was no one in the inner hall, except for a dozing French mercenary sitting at the front desk.

They rushed in decisively and killed the dozing French mercenary with one shot.

He died very peacefully.

Following them, they rushed to the elevator entrance and entered the elevator smoothly.

The whole process went smoothly and strangely, making Luke understand that a fierce battle was about to come.

Even if he is in jail, he must rescue the heir Marilyn Hewson.

She is the future of Lockheed!

When Luke was taking action, he was on the roof of a building not far away.

Soap is lying there with an M200 high-precision sniper rifle in his hand.

Seeing Team A led by Luke, they quickly broke into the building.

Soap immediately said to the radio: "Captain, the cannon fodder is dead, the mouse has entered the hole."

"Copy that, wait until they rescue the target person before taking action."

"Acting, acting in full."

"clear."

Received soap reply.

Price glanced at Ghost, Xiaoqiang, Yuri, Sandman, the driver and others, and ordered: "Deal with the enemies outside and eliminate hidden dangers."

"receive."

Everyone nodded and surrounded the enemy's Action Team B who stayed outside.

Members of the Lockheed B operation team who were installing time bombs kept disappearing under the night...

They weren't dead, they were all knocked unconscious.

After all, they are to be sent for experiments, and these are rare and excellent experimental subjects.

There are not many ace special forces soldiers who come to your doorstep.

…

at the same time.

Luke led Action Team A to the 44th floor. As soon as the elevator door opened, he quickly eliminated the French mercenary guards at the door.

These are cannon fodder specially arranged by Chu Zihang, and they are all mercenaries who are disloyal to the Umbrella Company.

Marilyn Hewson was able to get some evidence of his murders, which were committed by these French mercenaries who cheated on them.

I just took this opportunity to clean them up one by one.

This not only ensures the authenticity of the acting, but also eliminates the internal rats.

Killing two birds with one stone, what a great thing.

Cannon fodder wants a pension?

Sorry, go to your God.

As for other loyal French mercenaries, they will be arranged to take charge of basic defense work on the periphery.

For example, at Mogadishu Airport, all security work is done.

Anyway, from the beginning of their joining, Chu Zihang defined them as cannon fodder.

To be cannon fodder, you must have the consciousness to be cannon fodder.

Money is just a way to attract these cannon fodders to join, and they will have nothing left after they die.

Write some tempting empty promises.

It’s what every qualified capitalist is best at doing, isn’t it?

On the 44th floor of the building, in a secret room.

The target, Marilyn Hewson, had her hands tied and hung from the ceiling.

Her feet were dangling in the air, her clothes were in a mess, and her exposed skin was scarred.

Obviously, he suffered inhuman torture.
To be continued...