Wow—

The gunshots came from afar, and more than a dozen loading and unloading CIAs, researchers, and Natalie, Linda were nervous.

"What happened outside? Director Smith."

When the first scream came, Smith and Fred were already alert, but the other side attacked while the rainy night. Even if they were prepared for the hunting dog organization, this should not be the case.

When gunfires rang out one after another, Fred took out his pistol and asked the two police officers who were still in the police station to inform the colleagues who were still in the police station to come to reinforce the room overnight, but the number he dialed was interfered and could not be dialed at all.

"Inspector, I have no signal either." One of the fat policemen put down their cell phone.

"Working with the CIA, you can take advantage of your position to protect Dr. Natalie and other researchers."

As a police detective, Fred had experience. He ordered his two men to disperse, hold weapons in both hands, press the muzzle diagonally and follow Smith who had already gone to the warehouse gate. The latter pressed his headset and muttered to call the people outside. Then he leaned against an iron box and looked at Fred who was following from behind, and shook his head silently.

Immediately, Natalie, who was slightly nervous, and Linda, who was panickedly pulling the corner of her clothes, made a reassuring OK. Then, she gestured to the subordinates behind the metal box that was used as a cover to signal the warehouse gate in front.

For a moment, the voices in the warehouse were silent, with only subtle footsteps, and the breathing slowly rose and fell. The sounds coming from outside could be clearly heard. The resistance CIA shouted from time to time, and then drowned in the dense gunshots. A figure ran past the aisle outside the gate, turned around and shot from time to time, and then came blood splashing on him and then fell down.

Inside, two CIA agents approaching the gate rushed out of the cover, unable to care about Smith's shouting behind him, and directly approached the companion who was shot. The moment he walked out of the iron gate, he seemed to hear footsteps, and looked left and right, instinctively lifting the gun.

In the hidden vision of everyone, a big hand reached over like lightning-

Mix ~~~

One person pulled the trigger continuously, and the flames spurted out from the muzzle to the dome. The big hand grabbed the CIA's arm and lifted it away from the spot. He punched the person in the chest and directly knocked him away. The blood was sprayed out and rolled into a blood gourd on the ground. Another CIA on the right was removed and was pulled down by a burly Eastern European man wearing a duckbill hat and dragged it on the ground. He walked to the center of the open iron door with a man wearing a flower turban opposite.

He shook his fingers at Smith, Fred and others behind the bunker. When he smiled with a smile on his face, the CIA dragged in his hand was crushed by him and threw it to the ground like garbage. After a moment, behind others, ten fully armed soldiers entered with weapons and pointed their guns at everyone inside. Fred and Smith also stared at them, who glanced at a row of soldiers and two Eastern European men in the middle.

"Are you a hunting dog organization?"

When he said this, he put his other hand beside him quietly signaled to the two psychics hidden behind him, probably asking them to find an opportunity to turn the current situation around. Originally, these two people were seconded to the top to deal with the mysterious Oriental man, but now they have to come in handy.

At this time, the two Eastern European men among the soldiers at the door just smiled, but their eyes were fierce, staring at the figures around them with a slight sign of movement. Then they took steps to separate left and right, and stood firmly with their thick arms crossed and their chests. Behind the two, a tall figure wearing a windbreaker and gloves walked out, and their hands were folded and placed gently in front of their abdomen.

Between the thick beard, smiles appeared on both lips, and scars at the corners of the eyes showed ferociousness.

"Hunter? They may no longer exist, but I am very happy to know you guys, you can call me Dawns, the Fifth Saint."

.........

Wow—

The rain hit the container, flowing down the grooves to the wet mud, and the four eyes were peering at the warehouse ahead from the darkness of the rainy night.

"It's true that we guessed it."

"What should I do now? Kill in?"

Among the weeds outside the barbed wire wall, four figures crouched inside and looked out. One of them pointed to the hole exposed by the barbed wire that was not far away.

"I have a plan to get in from here!"

The young man named Ma Jun squatted forward, walked through the barbed wire and reached inside, leaned against the container in front, and waved to the other three brothers outside the net. When he got together, he wiped the rain from his face and gestured.

"I have just sent a message to Uncle Long. Maybe I'm on the way to come. Now, we just need to lurk over and attract the enemy's attention. Isn't it CIA inside? At that time, we should cooperate with us inside and outside, and attack from front and back. At that time, the enemy's anger will definitely fall sharply and vent our entire life. We will take advantage of the victory to pursue. What do you think?"

"Good idea!"

Wang Ying, Zhang Xiao, Zhao Sabi took his thumbs off, held his weapons tightly, and nodded his head. When he bent and moved out of the container, Zhao Sa suddenly opened his mouth and squeezed out: "Oh, save."

Opposite, two black holes pointed at the side of the container.

Well......

Before the four of them could leave the container, they were hit by three white soldiers wearing combat uniforms with guns. Looking at them, they raised a cold smile and turned their heads to signal a camera not far away.

“…Who planned to go here just now?”

"Who else...Ma Jun!"

"Fart, have I said it?! My plan hasn't started to be implemented yet!"

The four of them muttered, and each kicked out, took their weapons, held their heads in their hands and were escorted to the warehouse. Seeing the confrontation between the two sides, they smiled embarrassedly at Fred, Smith, and Natalie who were a little farther away, and were pushed and squatted to the side.

"It's so embarrassing to be thrown abroad."

"Chinese?"

On this side, Dawns, who was interrupted, looked at the four young men squatting in a row in surprise. The duckbill hats and flower turbans on both sides were frowning when they looked at them, as if a complex emotion was rising in his eyes.

"Tonight, besides the energy device I got, I didn't expect you to give me such surprises. So, is there any more to come?"

After being surprised, Dawns laughed, and the word "分" fell. Then, there was a sudden loud bang, and the ground shook. Outside the window above the warehouse, the fire illuminated the night, accompanied by people's screams and several gunshots that were different from ordinary ones.

"Zoen, take someone out for a look!"

Dawns signaled a wink, and the man wearing a duckbill hat nodded hesitantly, took five combat team members with him and turned to the iron gate. The two of them took a step out of the iron gate, and a bang exploded on the side. The two of them flew backwards to the other side, and the combat uniforms were filled with dense holes.

Zorn turned his head, at the end of the corridor in the distance, the rain curtain hung on one side fell down the eaves, a figure was slowly taking steps, on the messy ground, the leather shoes twisted out a squeaky moan, wearing a black leather jacket with a swelling belly, Uncle Long wore black sunglasses, holding a sluggish gun in one hand, shaking up and down, and walked up and down with a serious expression.
Chapter completed!