So sometimes you can't talk nonsense. Because of Wang's words, more than a dozen guards, old and young, died like this. They didn't know who the person who beat them to death was until they died.
But this is the National Government after all, and more guards gathered around, especially the agents from the secret service headquarters. Like flies that smelled the fishy smell, they hid in the corner excitedly and started to fight back.
They have been waiting for this day for too long. They have been hit again and again and failed again and again. Everyone says that they are waste. Today they want to prove to everyone that they are not.
It's a pity that things went counterproductive.
The assassins fought very proactively and calmly, not caring about the disadvantage of a small number of people. Instead, they used obstacles to vaguely surround the guards and agents. Every time a shot was fired, there was bound to be one casualty.
The battle only lasted less than two minutes, and all the guards who came to the rescue were dead and wounded, leaving only the agents from the Secret Service Headquarters. Not to mention their technical and tactical skills, these people were pretty good at saving their lives.
"Bang."
Liu Gui hid in the corner, ignoring the smashed bricks and shouted loudly: "Surround them, wait for support, consume their ammunition, if anyone dares to run, I will kill him."
"Yes, section chief."
"Don't worry, I will fight them."
Everyone in this place understood that as long as they killed or captured these people today, their contribution would be great, so no matter how scared they were, they slowly stabilized the situation and blocked the assassins.
"Team leader, what should I do?"
An assassin asked the short man who fired first while changing the magazine.
"Don't panic." The short man said calmly with a fierce look in his eyes: "I will attract the firepower, and you can take advantage of the transfer to rush into the auditorium and take hostages, or kill them all."
"Yes." The assassins replied in low voices.
When the short man heard his subordinate's response, he replaced it with a new magazine, pulled the slide and looked outside. Then he used several large trees as a cover to shoot accurately at the agents at the secret service headquarters.
"Bah, bah, bah."
"ah."
Three gunshots rang out, and Liu Gui suddenly found that three of his men had fallen. These three people had only exposed one foot or half of their body. The exposed area was very small, and it should be said that they were very safe.
After all, they were holding pistols, with an effective range of about fifteen meters. Now that the two sides were thirty or forty meters away, the other party could actually shoot with such accuracy, which made him feel chilled.
Assassins are no ordinary people.
The short man over there saw that he had hit three people, turned around and shouted to the others: "Now, I will cover, jump in groups, don't be reluctant to fight, as long as you rush into the auditorium, you will win."
After saying that, the gun in his hand started shooting slowly, hitting some people so hard that they couldn't raise their heads. It was really the shooting skills of this person that scared them, and no one wanted to be the one who stood out.
The other assassins were not verbose, nor did they perform touching scenes of giving in to each other. Instead, they moved into groups of two, and three groups charged at intervals, and they were about to rush into the auditorium.
This frightened Liu Gui. There were a large number of party and state officials in the auditorium now. If the assassins rushed in and caused casualties, his good head would definitely not be saved.
He didn't care about anything else and shouted loudly: "Don't let them rush in, or we will all die."
As he spoke, he stretched out his pistol and fired wildly at the door of the auditorium, trying to block the opponent's movements with firepower. The other agents followed suit and pulled the trigger desperately regardless of whether they could hit or not.
Such a purposeless shooting, which relied entirely on blindness, naturally did not cause any hindrance to the assassins. These people did not even look at Liu Gui and others, and rushed into the auditorium with weapons in hand and calm expressions.
Liu Gui closed his eyes in pain, and managed to achieve this by beating him more often than he wanted. The director and the director would never take advantage of him if they found out. If they had known this, they might as well have been beaten to death.
He opened his eyes suddenly and pointed his gun at the sharpshooter behind the tree. It was this bastard who suppressed so many of them by himself. No matter what others did, this person must be retained today.
"MD, let's fight."
Liu Guihong looked at her subordinates and ordered: "Kill the assassin behind the tree, or they will all die."
"Bang, bang."
Suddenly, two gunshots were heard in the distance. Two of the assassins who had just stepped into the hallway of the auditorium fell immediately. This stunned the two warring parties. They looked for bunkers and stretched out their heads to look for the gunman.
At this time, Wu Chunyang, who was in the traffic corps a few hundred meters away, shouted to the sharpshooter on the water tower: "How is the situation in the auditorium? How many people have you hit? Can you kill all the assassins?"
"Six assassins just appeared, and two were hit. The shooting range was blocked and effective shooting could not be carried out, unit chief." The sharpshooter also replied loudly, saying that they had just tried their best.
"MD."
Wu Chunyang hammered the water tower. If there were a few more sharpshooters, none of them would survive. Now it depends on the internal arrangements of the National Government. I hope there are brothers from Corey in the auditorium.
"Chief Wu, don't worry too much. Section Chief Zuo must have made arrangements in the auditorium. It's a great achievement that we keep an eye on the perimeter to prevent people from running away." Wu Jingzhong turned pale and suppressed his fear.
"Oh, this is the only way." Wu Chunyang sighed while looking at the National Government in the distance.
Besides, it only took a few seconds for the remaining four assassins to locate the sharpshooter. They immediately used the pillars of the porch to cover their position, stepped over the corpses of their companions, and ran towards the interior of the auditorium with expressionless faces.
Liu Gui became anxious and scolded his men: "Are you deaf? Hurry up and hit the assassin behind the tree!"
"boom!"
Before he could finish his words, a violent explosion suddenly occurred in the auditorium. Hot flames mixed with brick fragments were sprayed out. An agent was hit in the head before he could dodge and was knocked unconscious.
At the same time, two figures flew out from inside the auditorium and fell heavily to the ground. Their clothes were covered in flames and smoke. The two people were motionless after landing. It was obvious that they would not survive.
Liu Gui's lips trembled with fright. He was not frightened by the explosion, but frightened by the thought of the consequences of this incident. It's over. With so many corpses flying out, all the officers inside wouldn't be dead.
The only good thing to be thankful for was that the chairman of the committee had already left with the man named Zuo. If the assassin had been the one to assassinate the chairman, it would have been really terrible. Thinking about it, he let out a breath and relaxed a little.
The short assassin behind the tree looked happy at first, but then realized something was wrong. They didn't have any dangerous goods, so where did the explosion come from? A few pistols couldn't make such a big noise.
When he took a closer look at the person who was blown out, his pupils dilated instantly.
These two people were the ones who had just rushed into the auditorium. What happened inside, and who caused the explosion just now. Could it be that the Chinese had laid a trap in the auditorium in advance.
"Section Chief, that's an assassin."
The people at the secret service headquarters also discovered that the trapeze artist was an assassin. They reported this huge good thing to their section chief with tears of joy. They had been frightened before and thought they were dead this time.
The devastated Liu Gui immediately opened his eyes wide and saw that it was indeed an assassin. A stone in his heart finally fell to the ground, but who did this? After thinking for a while, he suddenly thought of someone.
Left heavy? Secret Service?
Except for one department within the National Government, there are not many armed forces left. There is probably only one department that can stop the assassins, and that is the Secret Service, although Liu Gui does not want to admit it.
"Bang...bang"
There were two more gunshots inside the auditorium, but it was not a crossfire, but an execution-style follow-up shot. The people present were experts and could naturally hear it. Both sides were a little nervous and guessed what had happened.
After a while, several smoke bombs were thrown into the auditorium, blocking the sight of Liu Gui and the short assassin. Then there was a sound of footsteps. It sounded like there were a lot of people, and I didn't know who they were from.
Soon, a voice full of murderous intent sounded: "People outside, listen, I am Dai Chunfeng, Director of the Secret Service. Put down your weapons immediately. I say it again, put down your weapons, otherwise you will not be shot."
"Dai Chunfeng!"
Liu Gui exclaimed. He really didn't notice where Dai Chunfeng went before. He just thought he went with the Chairman and Zuo Zhong. Now that Dai Chunfeng is here, people from the Secret Service must be here too.
He stretched his neck and roared: "Report to Director Dai, Liu Gui, the intelligence section chief of the humble agent headquarters, there is an assassin behind the tree at the door. This person's marksmanship is very accurate. Please be careful, Director Dai."
Liu Gui clearly understood the importance. This was not the time for a quarrel. Moreover, facing a major general, he was not qualified to bargain. It was better to cooperate fully. There would always be merit in assisting.
"People in one place find cover!"
Dai Chunfeng replied, and after a few seconds, several smoking objects were thrown out of the smoke, and landed accurately at the feet of the short assassin, and then a dazzling light flashed.
"Bang~"
"Ah!"×2
Under the attack of the flash bomb, two screams rang out at the scene. One was the assassin who was hit by the bright light and shock wave, and the other was the sneaky Liu Gui. Both of them were covering their eyes at this time.
"Act." Dai Chunfeng ordered.
Several Secret Service operators, armed with Thompson submachine guns, rushed out of the smoke with their arms folded, quickly approached the fallen assassin, and pounced on him before the opponent could react.
One of the agents punched him hard on the jaw, instantly knocking the man into a coma. Some of the remaining agents took out handcuffs and shackles, and some checked the assassin's mouth and clothes.
The entire arrest process was smooth and seamless, and one of the agents was dumbfounded. In the past, I only knew that the Secret Service was powerful, but no one could explain how powerful it was. Today, I finally saw it.
"control."
"Check for casualties."
The Secret Service agents were already familiar with this kind of operation. They checked the enemy and friendly personnel on the ground step by step. Those who encountered the dead covered their faces directly, while those who were not dead were pulled aside.
Seeing that the situation had stabilized, Dai Chunfeng also walked out with a look of fear on his face. Today's incident was too thrilling. When the assassins rushed in, there were only two armed guards inside the auditorium.
If Zuo Zhong hadn't ambushed a team of elites in advance and showed up at the critical moment to kill and blow up those people with a grenade, he and many of his superiors would probably have to confess this. Shen Zhong did a good job.
Dai Chunfeng was walking when he accidentally stepped on a bloody corpse lying prone on the ground. He frowned and secretly screamed bad luck, then raised his foot and rubbed the sole of his shoe with the other person's white suit.
kindness?
Then he was stunned. Why did the suit look familiar? He quickly turned the body over. When he saw the face of the body clearly, he sat down on the ground and his face turned pale.
Damn it.
The person lying on the ground turned out to be Mr. Wang, the president of the Executive Yuan of the National Government. Didn't this guy leave by the end of the meeting? Why was he assassinated by an assassin at the door? Now he was in big trouble.
Dai Chunfeng's thinking was a little confused. After staying for a few seconds, he stretched out his hand to feel the other person's pulse. It seemed that he could still be saved. He felt happy and immediately shouted: "Quick! Send Director Wang to the hospital quickly!"
"yes."
A spy picked up Mr. Wang on his back and ran away.
Dai Chunfeng stood up with difficulty and felt his legs were weak. Shen Zhong had said that no one could bring weapons in. Why was there such a big mistake that all these assassins had several weapons?
If the Chairman is held accountable, he will definitely be guilty of neglecting the inspection. Alas, I hope the Chairman, for the sake of saving so many people in the auditorium, can let the Secret Service offset the merits and demerits.
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