Because the original section 33 has been greatly revised, book friends who have read the old section 33 are asked to re-read section 33 and then read this section. Thank you.
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"This is the flower boat." Ran Yao pointed out to him a flower boat on the embankment through the Xiang Fei bamboo curtain.
Lin Shenhe raised the telescope and slowly adjusted the focus. The sky outside the window has darkened a bit, and the light is soft. What a beautiful day.
This is a restaurant in Baietan. Yesterday, the people from the escort agency reserved a private room at the highest point on the third floor. Ran Yao and Bei Wei spent a whole day here observing the situation continuously. Got it clearly.
The gangsters had some tricks up their sleeves in choosing the place to hide the tickets: Hezi Dike is the outermost embankment of Baietan, and the colorful pearl boat is the outermost one parked on the embankment. As long as you paddle out, you will see the vast Pearl River. Not only is it easy to get on and off the boat, it is also easy to avoid being caught, and it is also easy to escape if something happens.
During the reconnaissance, it was also discovered that the group had set up two other ticket collectors nearby. One was on a small boat selling Tingzi porridge moored on the herringbone embankment across from the Hezi embankment. Selling medicine on the shore.
There should be two men guarding the flower boat. One is fixed on the back upstairs, and the other often appears on and off the boat. The escort from the Qiwei Escort Bureau told Ran Yao that this is the fork of the flower boat.
Lin Shenhe adjusted the focus little by little, observed the slope below, and calculated the shooting distance. From here to the end of the embankment, it is about a hundred meters. The flower boat is parked far away from other flower boats, and it stands a little lonely at the end of the embankment. This should be the warning distance specially reserved by the gangsters for the sake of confidentiality. Unfortunately, this was just convenient for his shooting - if they were anchored one by one like other boats, it would be difficult for him to see clearly what was going on on the boats.
Is Mr. Wen really on this flower boat? Should I enjoy the warm and fragrant nephrite in this pink cave, or should I be raped and tortured? I can't really say that.
He "named" the targets he was going to take care of one by one. They were all dark and thin men - he had never seen a fat man in this time and space. The photos of these people were shown repeatedly to the personnel participating in the operation before they were released, and they were basically familiar with them - even the madam and the prostitute had photos.
Once there is any abnormality in them, even women have to be killed. Bei Wei took care of this, and specifically gave him many examples of Vietnamese female agents in the Vietnam Self-Defense Counterattack to educate him.
What grudge do they have against him? Although these are not good people, from an emotional perspective, they are just like Mr. Wen, pure strangers. Lin Shenhe shook his head, trying his best not to let himself think wildly. As a member of the time-traveling group, anyone who harms the interests of the time-travelers can be killed.
The position and distance of each target were confirmed one by one. He put down the binoculars and dragged the table over. A temporarily modified pillow was placed on top - the accuracy of prone shooting is much higher than that of kneeling shooting. He can shoot while lying on the table.
"When you hear the firecrackers downstairs, shoot them." Ran Yao reminded him again and quickly went downstairs. He looked at Table 5:2o.
Lin Shenhe took off his helmet and his cumbersome coat. The thickness of clothing also affects shooting accuracy. After lying down on the table, use your left elbow as the center, adjust the angle of your body, and aim the rifle at the target.
The choice of who to be the first target was decided by Ran Yao, the medicine seller who was at the entrance of Hezidi.
In an instant, the drug seller's head filled the scope. Lin Shenhe gently lifted his abdomen off the table so that the ups and downs of abdominal breathing and the pulsation of large blood vessels would not affect his shooting. To hit a target at 100 meters in an outdoor environment with an unfamiliar rifle requires 120,000 points of care. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said into the walkie-talkie: "Lin Shenhe is ready."
The Beiwei group ambush on a small boat 100 meters away from the "Xuanzhu" boat.
Xiao Zishan was waiting a little further away with his escort and two mule carts.
As the prepared words came from each group on the walkie-talkies. Ran Yao felt that the surroundings were much quieter. His fifth company was loaded and a hunting knife was ready to be unsheathed at any moment. He reminded himself again that this was a rescue operation, not an arrest.
The moment the firecrackers crackled, Lin Shenhe pulled the trigger, and his right hand could barely feel the movement of his index finger. The first bullet missed a little, sending a puff of smoke flying onto the ground.
There was almost no pause, and with a completely subconscious ejection and reloading shot, a red dot immediately appeared on the drug seller's head and he fell to the ground. The moment he adjusted the scope, he caught a glimpse of Ran Yao, who was rushing towards the flower boat. He was running at a fast pace with the fifth battery in his hand. His black cloak floated up, revealing his camouflage uniform and 8o iron cap - in a field of pink and willows. The scene was so jarring in a classical setting that he remembered it years later.
Ran Yao remembered that Lin Shenhe's second target was a hawker selling Tingzi porridge. There was no sound of gunshots amidst the sound of firecrackers, but the hawker was obviously not shot. He opened his mouth full of white teeth and pulled the gun from behind. Three knives came out, with blood-red strips of cloth wrapped around the handles - Ran Yao pulled the trigger completely subconsciously, and the tongue of flames sprayed out from the five-shot shotgun was so bright that the knife-throwing hand seemed to have been punched. He fell down into the water, and the red silk knife fell messily on the ground.
Screams and cries rang out, and the few pedestrians and vendors on the embankment were separated and ran for their lives. No one dared to run towards the embankment where the evil spirit came. They either jumped into the water, or lay on the ground shivering and burying their heads in the soil.
Lin Shenhe's second target chose the infantry archer on the rear tower - this was not found in the prior intelligence, so he thought he was just an ordinary lookout. Anyone's movement in the scope was magnified 4 times. When he discovered that the sentry was picking up a bow, he immediately shot the sharp archer to death on the top of the building with two shots.
The people on the boat who were resisting saw two big black men coming towards their boat in a menacing manner, and they knew something was wrong. He shouted something while retreating into the flower boat. He had already pulled out the iron ruler with his back hand. Just when Ran Yao was about to shoot, a flower of blood suddenly appeared on the man's shoulder, and a 5.6mm bullet penetrated straight through the shoulder and back. Fall down the cabin.
Rushing into the cabin, several women knelt on the ground and couldn't even speak. Such a fierce and weird figure was beyond their imagination. Ran Yao didn't bother to ask more questions. Just as he was about to kick open the middle cabin door, he saw the curtain move slightly. He and his team members fired almost at the same time. The strong smell of gunpowder smoke filled the entire cabin. , with a scream a big black man fell out from inside, covered in blood, holding a dagger and a seven-star dart.
"Brother Wang!" a prostitute screamed.
Although his face was bruised and bruised by lead bullets, his body shape and clothing, as well as the prostitute's voice just now, fully demonstrated that this was the leader surnamed Wang who was responsible for the kidnapping. Ran Yao breathed a sigh of relief, the evil did not escape! Just as he was about to continue searching, he suddenly heard an urgent message from Lin Shenhe on the intercom: "Go and save Mr. Wen! A small boat next to the flower boat has escaped!"
From this position, he could see the small boat moving, but it was blocked by the flower boat and could not hit the oar man.
Fortunately, Bei Wei was on the water to intercept him. As soon as Lin Shenhe finished speaking, he spotted the moving boat and fired two shots at the stern of the boat. He immediately heard screams.
"Pull quickly!"
The two rowing escorts were stunned. They woke up after hearing the stern reminder and started rowing with all their strength.
The two boats gradually approached. Bei Wei estimated the distance and jumped onto the boat. Unexpectedly, before he could gain a firm footing, a man jumped out of the cabin and struck him with a knife, fast and hard. When it comes to fighting ability on this small rowing boat, Bei Wei is far inferior to this person, but he has 5 companies in his hands - he pulls the trigger like a conditioned reflex, the difference in weapons generation is tragic - 16 The shot blasted him into a honeycomb almost face to face, so close that blood spurted onto Bei Wei's face.
Bei Wei didn't hesitate and rushed straight into the cabin. This kind of small rowing boat is used to accommodate people on the flower boat. The cabin is very small and can only accommodate a bed and a few people. Lying on the bed was Mr. Wen.
"Target cleared!" Bei Wei shouted into the walkie-talkie, "Mr. Wen has been found." When he touched his mouth and nose, his breathing was smooth and normal, as if he was sleeping, "Safe."
"Everyone retreat!" Ran Yao's voice came from the intercom, "See if there are any modern items in the cabin. Take away whatever you can, and throw everything you can't into the water."
"And you?"
"We are searching for lost items. We will leave after searching. Meet at the pick-up location!"
"be safe."
"clear."
Bei Wei commanded the team members and bodyguards to carry Mr. Wen out and searched his cabin for a while. Except for some women's makeup and other things in the drawer, there was nothing. He came out to pick up the shotgun shells on the deck, groped over the two beaten and bloody corpses, and stuffed whatever bits and pieces he found into the nylon bag around his waist. He quickly returned to the rowing boat and rowed all the way to the meeting place.
From the time the firecrackers went off to when Mr. Wen was helped onto the mule cart, the whole process only took four minutes and a few seconds. The bandits were completely unable to take precautions against such a well-planned raid. When the mule cart started, the swastika whip was still crackling, as if celebrating the first victory of the Chuanzhong.
