The sound insulation of the building is very good.
Gunshots and explosions were heard outside, but in the main building of the building, those chaotic and noisy sounds sounded far away.
Wearing a black trench coat and a top hat, Gin walked slowly along the corridor.
The hard leather heels hit the translucent tiles, making a clear and regular bang bang sound.
From far to near.
This manor is different from the villas in the mountains that are the same as those in the original plot. The defense force here is very strong.
There is an organized private bodyguard armed group in the manor. The system is complete. Except for heavy firepower, it is not inferior to the conventional force of the island country's self-defense force.
With a wide field of view and powerful firepower, these forces are naturally handed over to the combatants of the organization.
As for the interior of the manor's buildings, the defense force is even better. The closer to the place where the real owner, Sato Masahiko, is, the more elite the bodyguards are.
As for the stronger place, Gin himself is responsible for it.
He is not afraid of the elite because he is a brave man. From the past to the present, those so-called elites are just weaklings one after another in front of him.
Moreover, the terrain here is complex, and even if the bodyguards are of better quality, the weapons in their hands can exert relatively limited power.
"Bang, bang-"
Around the corner, two heavily armed bodyguards wearing tactical helmets, bulletproof vests, and assault rifles rushed out of the corner. Before they could fire, they were shot in the eye socket, killing them with one shot.
Really, weak.
When the two bodies passed by, Gin picked up the rifles they were carrying. After confirming that the bullets were full, he put the pistol back inside the windbreaker. He held the rifle with one hand and pressed the brim of the hat with the other to prevent the hat from falling off during high-speed movement. .
Then, the massacre of the living forces in the building began.
At the entrance, Vodka led the boys, using the modified off-road vehicle as an obstacle, and mounted a machine gun to block the bodyguards who wanted to enter the building.
Is this an assassination? No, this is a small war.
Taking the explosion that destroyed the manor's power supply and signal base station as a signal, Volt loaded up the gin and led many combatants into the manor.
The bodyguards whose attention was attracted by the explosion were caught off guard. By the time those people reacted, the speeding off-road vehicle had already passed through the garden, the atrium... and crashed straight into the door of the luxurious villa——
After the car stopped, Gin entered it alone, while Vodka stayed at the door to stop him.
The shouts of bodyguards came from the tactical helmet, and Gin listened to their instructions quietly, easily avoiding the large troops searching for him, like a lone wolf hiding in the dark, carefully and cruelly hunting a lone lamb.
One, two, three, four...
In the annex, the expensive elite bodyguards searched and found only the fresh corpses of their companions.
Team of two, die.
A group of three, die.
A group of four... After a group of companions died, they no longer had the ability to divide enough to cover the entire annex.
Under this situation, they could only change their strategy and use their remaining strength to organize the final line of defense in front of the safe house where Sato Masahiko was hiding.
At this time, they also began to adopt a brand new method——
Gin changed his pace and walked silently in the passage. After a rustling of the tactical helmet in his hand, Sato Masahiko's old voice came out.
"I don't know who you are, but as long as you leave now, I'm willing to give you ten times the reward."
In the face of strong power, money reacts the same way.
Gin did not answer. There was terrible silence on the radio channel, and only the sound of footsteps gradually sounded, knocking on the hearts of the bodyguards little by little.
"Damn, no!"
Someone noticed that the footsteps coincided with the radio channel, and their attention shifted from the sound in their ears to the situation in front of them——
Stop suddenly.
The rhythmic footsteps stopped suddenly, and there was silence in the earphones of the tactical helmet.
The sudden silence was so strange. In the dead silence, the bodyguards who were tightly sealed together in front of the safe house could only hear each other's breathing.
Something's wrong, something's wrong, something's wrong.
Feeling terrified, they could only tighten their grip on the guns to give themselves confidence, and pointed the muzzles into the corridor.
Then--
A harsh and sharp noise, like fingernails scratching glass, suddenly rang in my ears.
This sound inevitably drew the nervous bodyguard's attention. At this moment, a black shadow as big as a fist was thrown from the corner of the corridor, drawing an arc in mid-air.
"Grenade, how is that possible!"
This attacker had never used explosives before, so they dared to form such a dense formation in a closed space, but now——
I don't know who shouted the first sound, and the bodyguards quickly retreated and fell down.
And Gin was waiting for their reaction.
It is true that he does not carry grenades on him, something that is obviously unethical in a gun battle, like some people do.
First, carrying too much weight will affect your body skills.
Second, something that can be killed with a gun does not need to be so fancy.
Dual-wielding rifle bursts.
Although the accuracy has been reduced, under the sudden attack and strafing fire, after one round, the dozen or so elite bodyguards here fell like wheat.
Seeing that all the enemies were dead, Gin did not stop pulling the trigger. He aimed at the corpse on the ground and emptied the magazine before dropping the rifle, taking out the pistol from his windbreaker, and walked over calmly.
No one alive.
After confirming this, he stood in front of the door, looked at the heavy safe house door, turned on his mobile phone, followed the instructions in the email, turned the door lock, and opened the door.
The decoration in the safe house is very much like a classical museum, with artifacts from all over the world placed around the room.
The old and stooped Sato Masahiko was in the center of the room, guarded by famous paintings, porcelain, stone carvings, and famous swords, watching Gin who broke in and pretending to be calm.
As for the personal bodyguard who was with him...
The body was by the door.
Obviously, this elite among the elite, a master who can be selected by a big shot like Sato Masahiko, is... not worth mentioning in front of Gin.
"who are you?"
At the end of the day, Sato Masahiko still wanted to struggle to the death, so he asked.
In this country, there are people who are more powerful than him, but not many, and even those few people must treat him with courtesy in front of him.
But Gin... was not the one who would listen to him. After confirming that this person was indeed the target and not someone else pretending to be a substitute.
He directly lifted the still-hot Beretta M92F and pointed the gun at Masahiko Sato, whose eyes gradually showed a look of despair.
"No, no, no." This powerful man was no different from an ordinary person in front of a gun, showing his ugly face.
"The organization says hello to you." This was the only thing Gin said after he came in.
Then——
"boom!"
Gunshots and human voices mingled together.
Gin put away his pistol and walked towards the outside of the building. At this time, the gun battle outside gradually stopped and silence came.
"Brother."
Vodka rushed in from outside with the smell of gasoline. The gunshot wound on his left arm had stopped bleeding, but his sleeve was still stained red.
After taking a look at Vodka's injury, Gin said coldly.
"Let's go, Vodka."
"yes, Sir!"
