After emptying a magazine, the captain withdrew his gun from the counter. At this time, there was silence in the counter.
However, the six people still did not get up to check the situation. A team member next to the captain got down and slowly crawled towards the left door.
This is how they deal with emergencies. First, let one person test whether the exit is safe. It is still unknown how many people are ambushing the vault, so retreating as soon as possible is the best strategy.
Just as the team member climbed out of the counter, a row of lights suddenly lit up on the corridor floor to the left of the counter. The dazzling lights disrupted his sight and highlighted his figure.
Da da da da da!
Two gunshots came from the door and the light respectively. Unfortunately, this team member became a sieve.
"Damn it, there's an ambush over there, let's take the safe exit!"
Several people no longer cared about the situation inside the counter, got up and quickly and cautiously walked to the stairwell of the emergency exit with their guns in hand.
One team member tentatively opened the door with a gun barrel and slowly walked out. The other four stood cautiously in front of the door, waiting for the other party's response.
Da da da da da!
There was another burst of gunfire, and there was no response from outside. Everyone knew the result.
"Go back and find another place to get out!"
Seeing that there was an ambush outside, the captain made a quick decision and slowly retreated towards the counter with the remaining three team members.
Bang bang bang!
Suddenly three gunshots were heard from the second floor, and another team member was killed. The remaining three fired at the people upstairs. Unfortunately, the other party had already escaped, and the captain couldn't help but curse.
“Fodas (Portuguese for fuck)!”
At this time, a Portuguese broadcast sounded in the vault.
"The message brought to you by the 'angel': Even after death, money cannot be taken to heaven."
Angel? !
Is it that angel mercenary group?
Why are we so unlucky that our opponent is them! ?
The remaining three people felt desperate. Suddenly, a team member who was leaning on the pillar had his neck strangled by an iron chain as if he had touched some mechanism and was hung up.
This alarmed the remaining two people, and the captain quickly fired several shots at the second floor, but there was no one on the second floor.
"Captain! This can't go on like this. I'll cover you! You take the cash box and go out of the window!"
The captain didn't say anything at this time, but silently patted his shoulder. In the face of such an emergency, the most important thing was to race against time. Mother-in-law's words would undoubtedly continue to cause unnecessary casualties.
Da da da da da!
The two men raised their guns and fired at the window for a while, breaking the glass of the window. The captain ran up with the cash box and jumped out of the window and onto the street.
There was only the last team member left in the vault hall, holding a Beretta 92F and looking around vigilantly.
Suddenly he heard the door on the other side of the counter being opened. He quickly turned around and pointed the muzzle of his gun back, and saw Miguel also pointing a Beretta at him.
At this time, both of them pointed at each other's heads with the Beretta in their hands.
After a period of silence in the room, the security team member finally couldn't help but said: "We are tied..."
boom! boom! boom!
After Miguel heard these five words, he immediately pulled the trigger and fired three shots. The severe pain from the bullet entering his brain caused the security guard's arm holding the gun to shift violently, and the muzzle of the gun left Miguel's head. head, and fired a blank shot next to him.
"Tie? Idiot! Guns are for killing people, not for talking!" Miguel seemed to be reminded of some bad memories by this sentence. He stepped forward and grabbed the security guard's collar. Shaking, it's a pity that the other party is just a corpse now and has no ability to respond to his words.
Miguel threw the body on the ground casually and left, but he came back less than five seconds before he left, raised the Beretta in his hand, pointed it at the body and pulled the trigger.
Bang bang bang bang bang bang!
After emptying a magazine, Miguel spat on the body.
"Pooh!"
. . .
The security captain here jumped out of the window and came to the street. He staggered as soon as he landed. He was almost blown down by a strong wind. At this time, the wind was getting stronger and stronger, although it was not exaggerated to blow people away. to the extent of walking, but it also seriously slowed down his movement speed.
He could only hold on to the wall and move slowly to reduce his stress area. Suddenly he saw a yellow cylindrical object suspended by a rope floating towards him. On a windy and rainy night, he could not see clearly what it was. , only a rough outline can be seen.
The captain became alert and immediately hid behind a large air-conditioning mainframe next to him. His probe glanced at a person on the opposite side of the cabinet and he immediately shot without saying a word.
Bang bang bang bang!
The strange thing was that the person on the other side didn't fire back. Just when he was wondering, he suddenly heard another clanging sound, which startled him.
He saw a yellow can rolled by the wind against the air conditioner case and rolled to his feet, and the captain breathed a sigh of relief as if he had survived a disaster.
He understood something. The other party was threatening him. If he replaced it with a grenade, he would be dead. And the other party was obviously worried about accidentally injuring the money box in his hand.
"I don't want any more money! Take it!"
At this point, the captain finally couldn't bear the pressure in his heart and collapsed. He just wanted to survive now, forget about the mission and so on!
The captain kicked the cash box onto the road, and he continued to run forward, into a small alley.
Suddenly he felt as if he had been kicked by something. When he looked at his feet, his hands and feet suddenly became cold, and he was left with only despair in his heart.
Standing in the middle of more than twenty grenades!
In front of the third-floor window of the treasury building opposite, a middle-aged man with glasses and a kind face took a puff of a cigarette, stood the cigarette in front of the window sill, set up a sniper rifle, and pointed the crosshair at the cigarette butt and the ring of one of the grenades. The two were connected by his line of sight in a straight line.
boom!
The bullet swept past the cigarette and headed straight for the grenade ring.
The captain watched helplessly as the fuse of a grenade was pulled out by the impact of the bullet, and he quickly ran back, but it was too late.
boom!
The raging fire swallowed up everything in this alley, and at this point, the security team was wiped out.
. . .
In the vault, the members of the Angel Mercenary Group gathered after getting the cash box.
"Okay, I've got what my employer wanted, but I didn't expect that there was an unexpected bonus. The security company actually sent a box of money during the last trip."
After everyone gathered, Captain Pebro spoke. He was Chinese. He seemed to have suffered a gunshot wound to his throat, so his voice gave people a feeling of weakness. He was also holding a pair of crutches, and his legs seemed to be weak.
"Does this belong to the employer or to us?"
"If the stuff hasn't been put into the vault yet, of course it belongs to us."
"Get out of this damn place quickly! I've been here enough for the past few days!"
"Don't worry, leave right away. Didn't you take on a new mission before? We will go to Hong Kong Island next month. The mission target is a gang boss."
"Oh, I remember Huan is also on Hong Kong Island."
"Yes, the target is Huan's father-in-law. If Huan comes back this time, our strength will be even higher."
"That's great. With Huan here, life will be much easier in the future."
A group of people in the vault were chatting and laughing. Miguel was happy that Huan was coming back, but Peblo was worried.
Just, another member of the Angels, didn't think things would go so smoothly, because three years ago he pointed a gun at Huan. Although this was Pebro's order, he actually had some complaints in his heart, but Pebro Luo is the captain, he must obey orders.
Besides, he didn't really want to do anything to Huan, he just restricted his freedom for a period of time, so he followed the order. Fortunately, Huan seemed to know what Pebro meant and didn't make it difficult for him.
After this incident, there seemed to be an invisible crack between everyone in the Angel family.
At first, Pebro said that Huan left the Angels because he failed in the mission and had no face to face them, so he left alone to Hong Kong Island, but later everyone seemed to know something.
Although no one said anything, it was as if nothing had happened, but everyone already had other thoughts in their minds.
You can't tell it at ordinary times, because everyone takes into account the relationship that has been going through life and death together for so many years and will not take the initiative to bring up this matter.
But breaking out at a critical moment would be fatal to their team, so Pebro wanted Huan to come back and make the team the same as before.
But what exactly does Huan have in mind?
The angels were still cleaning the battlefield in the vault, and the storm was still raging on the streets outside.
It seems that this gust of wind is coming to Hong Kong Island.
