"If you encounter resistance, you are allowed to be shot to death!"
Du Yu heard Ye Qing's last order through his headset, and finally understood why so many people under Ye Qing were willing to die.
A new situation has appeared in the villa, indicating that the people inside have discovered the official errand, and a tough battle will follow.
The purpose of Ye Qing's pursuit of Nong Gui was, firstly, to eliminate the root cause, and secondly, to prepare for the blackmail. Therefore, staying alive was very important to him.
However, after several battles, Du Yu has discovered that this group of drug traffickers have not only been trained by special forces, but are also proficient in Krav Maga and knife skills. Once a fierce battle breaks out to capture someone alive, they will definitely pay huge casualties.
No one left alive. This order is to reduce the casualties of soldiers and allow them to shoot without restraint.
However, the responsibility for the shooting rests with Ye Qing, the commander-in-chief of this operation.
Ye Qing handed over the command to Zhao Lei, tightened his bulletproof vest, put on his helmet, climbed up the wall in one run, jumped like flying, and surpassed Peng Fei and Meng Hu in just a few ups and downs. Following him closely is the taciturn Wang Xue.
Peng Fei and Meng Hu swallowed involuntarily and wondered again, is the gap between special operations team members and central police internal guards really that big?
The two of them had no doubt that if they weren't close, once they distanced themselves, they wouldn't even be able to see their shadows.
It only took Ye Qing and Wang Xue a split second to get from the compound wall to the villa door.
While running wildly, Ye Qing shouted: "Sniper, clear the way..."
Hearing this, Liu Le did not hesitate and pulled Bartley's trigger. The moment Ye Qing threw himself at the door, he hit the floor-to-ceiling glass on the left side of the security door.
The other two snipers who used Type 95 as sniper rifles also fired at the same time...
"Bang, bang..."
Three bullets hit the floor-to-ceiling glass window at the same time, making a dull sound. There were numerous cracks inside the glass, but it did not shatter.
bullet-proof glass.
The two special operations snipers had no time to catch up with their shots. They watched helplessly as Ye Qing threw himself on the glass window and punched...
"Boom!" The bulletproof glass cracked into a network, shattered into beads in an instant.
"Holy shit!" Not only the two special operations snipers, but also Du Yu, who was observing the battlefield through a drone, couldn't help but yell.
Ye Qing crashed into the villa with the shattered glass, and Wang Xue rolled over and rushed into the dark room.
At the same time, Peng Fei and Meng Hu knelt down in front of the glass window at the same time, and the Type 95 assault rifle began to spit fire snakes...
Amidst the dull gunfire, there were two screams of pain in succession.
Ye Qing jumped up and was in the air. The Xiuchun knife slid through the night with a cold light, and drew two blood marks on the necks of the two gangsters and drug lords who were raising their guns to shoot...
The person was in the air, his figure did not stop, and he rushed toward the stairs like a ghost.
The moment he went upstairs, three of the four drug lords hiding on the second floor took out their Big Black Star pistols, and one pulled out a dog-leg knife.
When Ye Qing stepped onto the second floor, Wang Xue also rolled forward like a ghost, his body like a rolling ball, and fired two Nine-Two Styles at the same time.
The violent gunshots of Big Black Star and the crisp gunshots of Type 92 were intertwined, and the bullet casings fell to the ground, making endless clanging sounds.
The two drug lords hurriedly evaded.
The Big Black Star is loaded with eight rounds, but Type 92 is loaded with fifteen rounds.
Wang Xue can pour bullets unscrupulously, but drug dealers dare not.
The moment they rolled to avoid it, Ye Qing had already swooped forward and kicked the drug lord on the left. The blade flipped over and whipped the drug lord on the right to the back of his head.
"Bang!" With a crisp sound, the drug lord staggered and fell to the ground.
The drug lord he kicked was like being hit by a wild bull, rolling involuntarily. Wang Xue, who had been using his ears as eyes, shot in an instant...
"Bang bang..." In the light of the fire snake spitting out from Type 92, the drug lord had been shot three times in a row, and the last shot was between the eyebrows.
The two people cooperated tacitly, as if they were connected.
At the same time, there was a thumping sound of footsteps upstairs, running down the stairs.
Peng Fei and Meng Hu had already rushed over and knelt down on both sides of the corner, but Wang Xue turned her finger and pointed at the drug lord who was knocked unconscious by Ye Qing's knife.
At the same time, a drug lord was waiting for him to rush down the stairs, his body flashing like a ghost.
Amidst the violent gunfire of the Big Black Star, his body jumped into the air strangely, and kicked the drug lord to the corner of the stairs.
In an instant, a terrifying cracking sound sounded in the air, striking at her chest extremely quickly.
This knife was powerful and heavy, and the dog-leg knife was extremely sharp. Even if Wang Xue was wearing a plate-type body armor, this knife was enough to seriously injure her.
Wang Xue was in mid-air with nowhere to rely on.
Ye Qing stood up and kicked her on the thigh, sending Wang Xue flying. Ye Qing quickly bullied him and fired continuously with his left hand in the 92 style. The bullets flew past Wang Xue's chest and abdomen...
"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding!" Five bullets hit the dog-leg knife in succession.
The blade of the sword slashed, and Wang Xue had already taken advantage of the situation to climb onto Ye Qing's body. The moment he turned around, he put the two 92-style guns back into the holsters, held the Eight-Zhan Dao in his backhand, and gave a sharp shout, two Eight-Zhan Dao, Falling down one after another.
The drug lord took a few steps back and climbed up the stairs. At this moment, the 92-style move in Ye Qing's hand rang.
"Puff, puff, puff,..." More than a dozen bullets entered his body, and the drug lord's body shivered like chaff.
Peng Fei and Meng Hu, through the infrared sight, looked at the two men who were attacking in the east and west without respecting martial ethics, and they were suddenly speechless.
The cooperation between the two people is simply perfect...
The drug lord fell to the ground, and one foot was exposed from the corner of the stairs...
Peng Fei pulled the trigger without hesitation.
A long shot penetrated the drug lord's calf.
The drug lord groaned and couldn't help but lean forward.
Ye Qing slapped Wang Xue's small waist, causing Wang Xue to fall to the ground. He stepped forward and raised the knife with his right hand.
This drug lord is also armed with a pistol and a knife, and has no martial ethics at all.
The dog-leg knife struck back and knocked away Ye Qing's Xiuchun knife. At the same time, Ye Qing knelt forward and fired. The bullet landed on the pure steel insert of the body armor, spattering sparks.
The drug lord's eyes widened in shock, and with a flick of his wrist, he raised the dog-legged knife from bottom to top and went straight to Ye Qing's chin...
"Master!" Ye Qing's pupils shrank. The drug lord was shot in his left calf, but his reaction speed was not slow at all. This is Krav Maga.
The Xiuchundao in the right hand had no time to defend, and the sword was blocked by the 92 style with the left hand.
The blade of the dog-legged knife swung into the air.
The drug lord also used his strength to turn sideways and dodge the Xiuchun knife that fell sharply.
Both men's sword skills are simple and fierce, and they can kill with one strike.
Even Ye Qing was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat.
Back to breathe, Ye Qing heard the sound of thin footsteps behind him, and he quickly took a step to the left. Wang Xue stepped forward with a short body, and his long thighs, like poisonous snakes in the night, kicked the opponent's chest from an incredible angle. .
The drug lord was unstable and retreated in panic, but the dog-legged knife fell downwards.
"Bang!" With a muffled sound, the drug lord was kicked and lay flat on the stairs, but the knife had already fallen.
Ye Qing took a step forward, and the Xiuchun Knife accurately hit the tip of the dog-legged knife in the darkness...
