Daily life of an American TV drama agent

However, there was no reply from the headquarters on the walkie-talkie. At this time, if they did not know that the signal was interfered, they would be really idiots.

"What to do?! Our communication with the headquarters has been cut off!"

"It's okay, calm down. We have to stay in the car and don't open the door. They can't do anything to us. Our body is bulletproof and can withstand..."

Before the guard finished speaking, a harsh "sizzling" sound sounded from the door. He looked over and saw that the robbers outside were actually burning the car door with a welding gun! And a small hole has been burned through the door and is spreading downward bit by bit, and a small square hole is immediately cut out in the door.

Then, a tear gas canister was thrown in.

"boom!"

"Ahem..." The tear gas bomb exploded a large amount of smoke in the cash transport truck, causing the three guards to cough non-stop, and their noses and tears flowed randomly. There was no other way. In the panic, someone opened the door, and then a swarm of people rushed in. out.

"Everyone get down on the ground! If you don't want to die, don't raise your head!" the robber shouted, knocking down a guard, and the two men who came out from behind immediately understood each other and lay on the ground obediently without him having to do anything.

From the beginning of the operation to now, in less than a minute, he had complete control of the cash transport truck, and everything was as perfect as they planned.

However, before they could start to be happy, a sudden change occurred, and Ron and Arthur finally reached the vicinity of the robbers.

"Bang bang!" Arthur ran with a double combo and immediately killed the robber who was operating the excavator. The pistol was given to him by Ron just now. Ron's body could always suddenly change weapons, and his subordinates were already used to it. Strange.

Just as he was about to fire a third shot, the robbers who reacted immediately turned their guns and fired at him.

"Da da da……"

Two assault rifles fired a burst of fire. Seeing that the situation was not good, Arthur quickly slid a shovel under a car on the side of the road to avoid the bullets.

But this trick is only temporarily effective. The tactical literacy of this group of robbers is too high. The two robbers, one on the left and one on the right, have blocked all of Arthur's outlets with rifles. Arthur will be killed as soon as he shows up. .

"BOSS, it's up to you now!" Arthur covered his ears with his hands and leaned against the car tire, praying silently in his heart.

Of course Ron would not let him down. Just as the two robbers, one on the left and one on the right, cautiously approached the car where he was hiding, five black spots suddenly flew into the sky. If he looked carefully, they turned out to be Grenade!

"There are grenades! Everyone, get down!" the robber boss yelled. The alliance found a nearby car and hid in the back. The other subordinates followed suit and relied on their excellent combat experience to quickly find the most suitable bunker around them. Hidden, no one exposed any body parts to Arthur who had just emerged.

"boom!"

After the faint firelight, there was no shock wave and debris as expected from the grenade explosion. Instead, there was a harsh "buzzing" sound that gave everyone a splitting headache.

The grenade that Ron made was not a grenade, but a shock bomb. The huge noise and high-frequency vibration produced by the explosion caused damage to the human nervous system. Unprepared, the robbers were dizzy one by one and almost lost their combat effectiveness.

The three unlucky guards had already fainted with foam at the mouth, but years of combat experience and amazing perseverance allowed the robbers to hold on to their guns and continue to hide behind the temporary bunker they had just found. It was impossible for them to attack, but if Luo Well, if he pursued the victory at this time, he would be shot to death by them as soon as he showed his head, but unfortunately Ron had no such plan.

"It's now!"

Ron roared, and he and Arthur jumped out of their temporary hiding place at the same time. Regardless of the robbers hiding behind bunkers in all directions, they rushed towards the cash transport truck like crazy.

To be precise, Ron rushed towards the cash transport truck, while Arthur ducked and pulled the dead robber out of the excavator. He sat down on the driver's seat and controlled the excavator. Move the bucket away. The road behind the cash transport truck suddenly opened up.

"Their target is the cash transport truck. Get up! Don't let them drive away!" The robber boss endured the discomfort caused by the shock bomb, raised his rifle and fired at the excavator, but due to his physical condition, For some reason, none of the bullets hit Arthur.

At this time, Ron had already started the car quickly. The tires of the cash transport truck made a "squeaking" sound as they rubbed against the ground. Ron turned the steering wheel sharply to the left, and the moving car suddenly made a 180-degree turn. .

Arthur took this opportunity and pulled hard on the upper edge of the excavator door. He flipped onto the roof of the excavator. Then, like a flexible monkey, he rushed forward a few steps along the excavator's mechanical arm, and finally dug with his toes. Fight a little bit.

Arthur soared into the air, stretched his body in the air, and even had time to hold the back of his head with one hand and perform a standard fancy diving aerial twist in the air. This middle-aged bald man actually gave people a strange sense of beauty. It's as if he's not on the run now, but competing in diving at the Olympics.

At this time, the door of the cash transport truck happened to pass by the bucket. Arthur stretched out his hand and got in by grabbing the door of the cash transport truck.

The whole movement was so smooth that the robbers on the ground were stunned. If it weren't for the wrong occasion, they would all want to hold up a sign to score Arthur.

"Well done, Arthur. With your moves, even if you don't work as an agent and go to the circus, I guarantee you can still make a living."

"I'll say it again, this is not a circus performance! It's a standard diving move! I'm a professional diver!" Arthur complained dissatisfied: "If it weren't for special reasons, I would already be an Olympic gold medalist!"

"No wonder you're so bald." Ron looked at Arthur's bare head and nodded clearly.

"What does this have to do with my baldness?"

"Have you ever thought that maybe you dived too much before and the current washed away your hair?"

As soon as Ron finished speaking, there was a "dang-dang-dang" sound from the rear of the car. It was the sound of bullets hitting the back door of the cash transport truck.

Of course, it was impossible for the robbers to watch their performance. Just after Arthur completed his highlight moment, the robbers who came back immediately began to fire on the cash transport truck.

"What now? Where are we going?" Ruowei asked helplessly, looking at his pistol.

He and Ron only had two small pistols in total, while the eight opponents all had assault rifles. If there was a big gap in strength, he and Ron could still kill each other with their superb shooting skills.

But it won't work this time. This group of people is too strong. If they are not careful, there is a possibility of a comeback. Arthur does not dare to rely on it.

Of course, Ron also had this concern, which is not to say that it has no solution at all. It has all kinds of weapons in its system space, but it is inconvenient to take them out because Arthur is nearby.

He just came out with Arthur empty-handed. He hid two pistols on his body, which can be explained. But if he took out a rifle from his pocket, wouldn't it be a bit ridiculous?

"What else can we do? Of course we go back to the company! Since the walkie-talkie can't reach us, we just drive back! Even if the guards on duty can't help, the guns in the arsenal are enough for us to kill them." Ron kicked Press the accelerator to the bottom, the car body shakes, and it starts to accelerate.

However, because the cash transport truck contained a full ton of gold and was fully loaded, it was gradually overtaken by the robber's car behind it. Fortunately, the robbery place was not far from the company, only about 800 meters away.

"Boss, what should I do?" The subordinate asked anxiously as he rushed into the company to see the cash transport truck.

The boss was silent for a while, then picked up the walkie-talkie: "Start plan B, the bullet is now up to you."

"Understood." Bullet, who had been chatting and laughing with the guard in the control room, suddenly strangled the guard's neck. No matter how hard he struggled, he would not let go until the guard lost his breath.

"Wait, what's going on?!" Under Arthur's puzzled eyes, the company door slowly closed. Just before the car was about to hit him, Ron suddenly swerved, and the tires wore four black strips on the ground. Finally, just before hitting the gate, the front of the car drifted in another direction and continued to drive along the road.

"What else could it be? The mole has taken action!" Ron rolled his eyes angrily. He was already getting angry: "Call Chris and tell him we will pass him in ten minutes." Doorstep."

With that said, Ron stepped on the accelerator and the car continued to accelerate and drive along the road. 15 kilometers further on this road was Chris's house. Of course Arthur knew this, but he didn't understand why he went to Chris' house.

Although the road back to the company is cut off and it is a bit far from the IRS headquarters, Arthur remembers that there seems to be other options available. Even if it doesn't work, let those guys come over to help. With their strength, it won't take long. Ron and Arthur can definitely hold on until support arrives.

"Why are you looking for Chris? I think we should call everyone else in the base and teach them a lesson!"

"No, listen to me, just call one Chris." Ron smiled mysteriously, and then said arrogantly: "They are indeed very powerful, but this ability alone is not enough to dispatch my elite team. "

The road outside the city is relatively deserted, because it is not a main road, but a small road leading to the countryside. There are only a few large farms at the end of the small road, and it is not the harvest season now.

A cash transport truck was driving in front, and four cars were chasing behind it. From time to time, someone would lean out of the window and shoot a bunch of bullets at the cash transport truck. Well, these bullets did nothing but shoot out a series of sparks on the sports field. any use.

The two sides chased each other for more than ten minutes, until a house appeared in front of them. Ron smiled because he knew it was Chris's house.

When the cash transport truck just drove past the house, the window of the house suddenly opened. An expressionless man pulled hard, and a ferocious Gatling gun protruded from the inside and fired mercilessly at the cars behind it.

"Da da da..." The muzzle of the gun sprayed a strange blue fire. The large-caliber bullets, like raindrops, easily penetrated the thin iron sheet of the car and shot into the robber's body, creating a bloody massacre inside the car. Massacre, even a car's fuel tank was ignited by bullets, burning the car into a fireball.

"Boom!" The burning car was blown up into the sky, and the other three cars were not much better. The people in the car were killed before they had time to understand what happened. The car was full of broken limbs, like Shura. The scene was the same. In an instant, the four cars behind were all paralyzed on the spot.

Arthur's mouth opened wide when he saw it: "How could this be? How could Chris install a Gatling gun at home?! Is he crazy?"

"It's just obsessive-compulsive disorder and delusions of being persecuted. Don't make a fuss." Stopping the car, Ron dragged his hand and closed Arthur's mouth: "There are many freaks in my team. You have to learn how to do it." adapt."

Chris is a man who is extremely insecure due to his childhood experiences.

Therefore, when Ron went to Chris' house for the first time, he was simply shocked. In the front yard of the house, like all Americans, there was a lush grass, but under the grass, there were several landmines buried , the same goes for his backyard. In order to prevent accidental injuries, he built high fences in his front and backyard.

Moreover, next to the windows facing the front and back yards of the house, a Gatling gun is hidden with a mechanism. It has 2,000 rounds of ammunition. Even an inconspicuous decorative vase in the house may have a PPK stuffed in it. A small pistol, the one used by Agent 007.

In addition, this is not to mention that there is an underground safe room ten meters deep under his house, which can resist radiation. The cans and water in it are enough for two people to live for a month.

Therefore, Chris built his house into a real fortress. Even if a nuclear war broke out outside, Ron believed that he could live peacefully in his house until the war was over.

Because of Chris's various weird behaviors, Ron thought of him the moment the company door closed. The Gatling gun that happened to be next to his window had a shooting angle that could cover the entire highway.

"OK, finally everything is done, and the rest is left to you. Now go and deal with that traitor who is cheating on you! You are spending my salary, but you actually want to use my money. How can there be such a good thing? .”

Ron stretched out, gave up the driver's seat to Arthur, got out of the car, and started to check if the robbers in the car behind were still alive, but except for the burning car, everyone in the car They were all a mess of flesh and blood. It must be said that the destructive power of heavy machine guns like Gatling on vehicles is simply terrifying.

"What about you? Where are you going? Do you need me to give you a ride?"

"Thank you, but forget it, we are not on our way. I want to go back to the city first, eat a delicious cake at the Williamsburg restaurant, and then do some sports." Ron raised his eyebrows and shouted behind him: "K Reese, can you give me a piece of cake, and how about I treat you to a small cake?”

"No problem." Chris said sullenly.