District 9

After Baojun was shot, he felt as if he had been hit by a car, and his back hit the car seat with a thud.

Yao Jingzhong immediately stood up and shouted: "Guan Qi, Guan Qi, turn on the high beam."

"Uh-huh!"

Guan Qi came to his senses and immediately turned the car's headlights into high-beam mode. The dazzling light, seen from a distance, had already wrapped the car.

"Bang, bang...!"

The sniper lost his focus and could only shoot blindly, shooting the front of the car based on experience. But fortunately, the glass was bulletproof, and only dense spider patterns appeared, but it did not break immediately.

Yao Jingzhong pressed Baojun's shoulders with both hands. When he lowered his head, he saw that the bulletproof vest had been shattered by a gunshot, and the bullet had been shot into his body.

The destructive power of a sniper rifle on the human body is incomparable to that of a pistol. The muzzle of the gun as big as a child's fist is like a half-open faucet, with blood pouring out.

Baojun's face turned pale and he was trembling: "Damn it, I didn't get through it... I can't feel my right arm."

"Don't move, don't move!"

Yao Jingzhong hurriedly untied his belt and strangled Baojun's wound neatly. The blood flow was slowing down at a speed visible to the naked eye, but his skin was also turned white from the strangulation, and there was no blood at all.

Ma Laoer held Bao Jun's arm from behind and kept calling on the phone: "Headquarters, headquarters, please respond when you hear the speech!"

"Headquarters, can you hear me?"

"...!"

Ma Laoer sat in the back seat and kept shouting, but there was no response from the command center on the social channel.

"Where the hell are people?!" Ma Laoer cursed extremely angrily when he saw Baojun who was seriously injured and might die at any time.

After Guan Qi turned the car around, he ran away frantically along the roadside, but the convoy behind him was also fighting hard, and more and more people gathered together.

…

Surrounding Yi City.

After receiving the news that the mission was completed, Chief Huang and others had already made full efforts to return to the lines of the three major districts.

In the car, Chief Huang held the phone and said in a very respectful manner: "Yes, at least 80% of the main targets on the list have been shot. Yes, our soldiers are already retreating. Okay, I will Deal with the subsequent events."

On the phone, the senior executive of the Military Intelligence Department was very satisfied: "Old Huang, this job is difficult, but you did a good job. Come back as soon as possible and I will give you credit."

"This is what every one of our military intelligence officers should do!" Officer Huang answered the "second line" neatly.

"The leader is thinking of you, go home as soon as possible."

"yes!"

After a brief exchange between the two, the senior military intelligence official hung up the phone, stood up, looked at everyone in the room, and said with admiration: "The work is done, cheer up!"

"Hurry up and call the bureau chief. He will definitely laugh when he hears the news."

"Haha, our military supervision station outside the district has a good face this time, and it has fulfilled its mission." The senior official said with his hands behind his back.

"Old Huang is doing pretty well."

"...!"

The faces of everyone in the room were filled with excitement and joy, and the atmosphere was joyful.

…

Yishi, on the road.

The pursuing convoy No. 57 obviously wanted to capture Ma Laoer and others alive, so they did not use heavy weapons such as RPGs and large-caliber howitzers.

In the car in front, Guan Qi gritted his teeth and yelled: "Can you get out the hell by running like this? Where are the people who are responding?! Quickly confirm their location, we have to rush down and get rid of them."

Ma Laoer held the phone, looked down at the full signal, and shouted again: "Headquarters, please answer when you receive it, please answer!"

After a full four or five seconds, a burst of electric microphone sound sounded.

"Which group?"

"Group No. 9!" Ma Laoer was ecstatic when he heard someone respond: "Headquarters?!"

"No, we're the response team."

"F*ck!" Ma Laoer cursed excitedly and immediately said: "We rushed out. There are nine people and two cars. Where are you?"

"Where are you?" the other party asked.

"Map, map!" Ma Laoer shouted at Yao Jingzhong.

Yao Jingzhong had already opened the map on his mobile phone, glanced at it and replied: "Etan Street, about one kilometer away from the West Square."

The other party was silent.

"Hello? Can you hear me? We are on Etan Street...!" Ma Laoer thought it was a signal problem and repeated Yao Jingzhong's words again.

"In this way, from the second entrance of the roundabout in the West Square, you drive to the west side first, and we will rush there too." The other party finally responded.

Ma Laoer was startled for a moment: "Where are you?"

"Listen to me first and drive west along the road..."

"No, where are you?!" Ma Laoer felt something was wrong and shouted urgently: "Tell me the approximate location!"

"We are at the edge of the city." The other party finally responded after being pressed.

Ma Laoer put the phone on speakerphone, and everyone in the car was stunned when they heard this.

It's on the edge of the city, at least six or seven kilometers away from here. Why is the other party there?

Ma Laoer was startled for a moment, and shouted with red eyes: "What the hell are you guys doing for fun? The response team is waiting at the edge of the city?!"

The other party was silent.

"Behind us is the convoy No. 57. How long have the gunshots been fired? There must be police interceptors in front of us. Are you telling me that we still have to run six or seven kilometers?" Ma Laoer asked with a ferocious look on his face: "Ah? Speak!"

"Our original pick-up point was within the lines of the police station. If we were picked up there, it would be difficult for everyone to come out. Moreover, our information team intercepted the notification No. 57 to the police system, and their response was slower than expected. Much faster, so I asked the headquarters and they agreed that we could temporarily change the reception location, so as to avoid unnecessary sacrifices..." the other party explained quickly.

"I cnm!! What do you mean unnecessary sacrifice?!" Ma Laoer trembled and cursed: "Do you know how many of us died in the hotel? Are you the only one who is afraid of death? Ah?!"

"No. 9, calm down first..."

"My cnm, you are more hateful than the target who was shot in the hotel!!" Ma Laoer was so angry that he threw his phone.

"The brother who committed suicide is right. We are dead soldiers and cannon fodder. They may have never thought that we could escape..." Liu Zishu clenched his fists and said.

"Buzz!"

At the fork in the street ahead, more than a dozen police vehicles have blocked the road. The leading police officer shouted with a loudspeaker: "Stop, stop immediately!"

Guan Qi glanced at the other party, drove the car directly to the curb, and ran into the nearest alley.

"Bang, bang, bang...!"

At the entrance of the narrow alley, a trash can was hung on the body of the car, and sparks erupted.

"Bang!"

Yao Jingzhong opened the car door and suddenly grabbed Ma Laoer's arm: "We...but...may not be able to get out."