the world is at stake

Is that Zhou Qingfeng?He already killed my dad, why doesn't he let us go?We didn't do anything wrong, and we have no grudge against him. "

Panic was contagious, and the four members of the Guo family became extremely depressed.

Several women couldn't help crying even more.They have enjoyed the glory and wealth all their lives, and they feel that life should be like this from a high position, but they never thought that one day they would become hunting targets.

The six-member protection team was divided into three parts.The first two went to the garage to drive, the middle two protected the Guo family of four, and the other two were responsible for covering and dealing with emergencies.

The black team leader gathered the people in the lobby of the mansion, and comforted him loudly: "Don't worry, when the car reaches the gate, you get in the car immediately, and we will be safe in two or three minutes at most. Keep calm for me now."

The sound of the engine soon came from the underground garage, and two 'Ford' cars drove to the door.The door of the car is opened, ready to welcome the protected personnel to board the car.

Hearing the call from his subordinates on the walkie-talkie, the black group leader opened the oak door of the hall, raised his hand and shouted: "Hurry up, get in the car."

A bullet was shot from outside the oak gate and directly hit the black team leader standing at the door.As if he had been hit hard, his body collapsed and he vomited blood, looking dead.

It is a rifle bullet with a copper armor and steel core, and the lightweight soft body armor is useless.

"Head, he's shot."

"Close the door quickly."

"Pull him back."

"The shooter was in the front yard."

The members of the protection team were furious, and a team member tried to pull the body of the black team leader to save his life.But continuous rifle bullets kept bombarding the oak gate of the mansion.

The thick oak gate was expensive, but at this moment it exploded into groups of splintered sawdust.The flying sawdust can easily pierce the skin and even the eyes, making it impossible for people to get close.

When the shooting came, the four members of the Guo family screamed in panic and rushed back.

Guo Qiang was paralyzed on the floor at the door, kicking his feet wildly.Originally, when the gate of the mansion opened, he was going to be the first to go out.Now that the black team leader died in front of him, he yelled incoherently, "Call the police, call the police."

"Shut up, idiot. We're the police."

The team members failed to pull back the black team leader's body, and dragged Guo Qiang away.This guy was so frightened that he struggled desperately, making people want to leave him to die.

About 50 meters away from the mansion, the indifferent Zhou Qingfeng squatted behind a landscape tree, reloading the empty magazine of the M21 sniper rifle.

He did not choose to enter from the community road, but landed from the direction of the beach, avoiding the security and monitoring of the community.

Several drones killed the communication base station in the community, cutting off the possibility of the protection team asking for help from the outside world.

What follows is a vengeance—the sinner who sucked the people's fat and people's ointment should be wiped out.

Author’s Note: In September 2016, when Hillary’s election campaign was in full swing, the British “Daily Mail” revealed a piece of news that Anthony Weiner had sent a sex message to a 9-year-old girl. Fang was a minor, and the FBI, which is responsible for monitoring child pornography crimes, began to intervene in the investigation.Who is Weiner?Huma Abedin's ex-husband, former Democratic Congressman from New York State.Who is Huma Abedin?She is Hillary's personal aide, and she became the deputy chief of staff. She is known as Hillary's "second daughter", and she is an absolute confidant. The FBI confiscated Weiner's computer, opened the mailbox, and found that there were 15 emails in it. The FBI believed that there were too many emails, and they felt that the security level of this case was very low and there were not enough manpower. Therefore, the FBI directly handed over the case to the New York City Police Department (NYPD) and asked them to help find criminal clues.The New York police received a package of mail from the FBI, opened the mailbox and looked at it casually, the faces of the New York police who had seen many big scenes turned pale with fright.In Weiner's mailbox, there are 662781 emails belonging to his ex-wife Huma Abedin, and some emails are actually from Hillary Clinton. FBI agents somehow obtained the most top-secret documents in the United States and even the world, and became the most important witness in the United States in 11112.This is the famous 'Mailgate'. The subsequent development is a series of deaths, and all the key witnesses are all dead.The point here is that there's a rumor that the thirteen FBI agents working on the case didn't mean to drag the NYPD down.is intentional.If you want to die, everyone will die together, and drag a group of people to ensure safety.What's in Hillary's emails?According to WikiLeaks: The content of the email door can completely cause many countries to "go to war with the United States", and it can completely "arrest the entire Obama administration for treason and bring it to court".The email confirmed that the Islamic State was founded by the CIA and Israeli agents with the help of several members of Congress; there was evidence of Obama and Attorney General Lynch's corruption; there was evidence that Huma, the wife of Hillary's deputy Weiner, was a Saudi spy; There are also pornographic photos of Clinton, Hillary, and young girls; there are also a lot of stuff that can subvert American politics.Hillary Clinton is another form of Gorbachev, a woman who has completely turned the rules of American politics on its head.Many of the chaos we see in the United States now have their roots in Hillary Clinton.

Chapter 020

The bright red blood flowed out from behind the oak gate, drawing a twisting and horrifying pattern on the ground.

At the moment when the gunshot was fired, two 'Ford' cars stopped at the door and were about to pick up the Guo family of four.The driving team members got out of the car in a panic and leaned against the car body as a cover, and also took several long guns from the car.

Death came too suddenly...but the protection team was not helpless.

Because of the proliferation of guns, American police will always put a few long guns on their police cars in addition to the pistols they carry with them.Common ones include AR15 gun family and high-powered shotguns.

The firepower of the FBI is only stronger than that of ordinary policemen. The two protection agents hiding behind the car each got their main weapons and regained some confidence.

The two split left and right trying to establish crossfire, with one yelling: "Cover me."

Another person came out from the back of the car holding the 'Short Tusher', and fired wildly in the direction of the bullets. The flowers and plants in the front yard of the mansion jumped under the rain of bullets, breaking and shaking as if they had been ravaged.

The person in front grabbed a shotgun and sprang out from behind the dodging vehicle. With the help of his companion's firepower suppression, he ran forward quickly, trying to cut into the side of the attacker.

If the tactical cooperation is successful, the firepower of the alternate cover can easily hold the opponent in place, unable to move, and there is only one dead end-the training of FBI agents is still very successful.

Just as the cover's 'Short Burst' was emptying its magazine, the former detective was about to run into position to take over the suppression of the firepower, and there were several sudden bursts of single-shot pistols from the other direction of the garden.

Amidst the gunshots, the running detective was hit in the thigh by a [-]mm hollow point bullet, and his body became unbalanced and fell to the ground.He didn't have time to scream, and rolled several times to avoid the subsequent bullets, and at the same time shouted into the walkie-talkie:

"There is more than one attacker. There is a rifleman at ten o'clock in Qianmen Garden, and another one at seven o'clock. Don't rush out at will."

There were also three detectives in the mansion, who pressed the Guo family of four behind a cabinet in the dining room.An agent quickly ran to the window on the left side of the main building as his companion reminded him.

A few meters away from the window flashed a figure, wearing silk stockings and unable to see his face clearly, holding a 'Glock' in his hand, swaying and hiding behind the wall of the main building.

With just one glance, the detective in front of the window had no time to shoot, but he could clearly see the size of the attacker.He cursed over the intercom: "Fuck, the attacker on the left is a woman."

Outside the gate of the mansion, the "short burst" agent in charge of cover changed the magazine, raised his gun again and aimed outward, shooting at the opponent's original position in memory.

Although the "shotgun" agent who ran out was shot in the thigh, it is already difficult to cross-match, but try to cover him so that he can retreat.

But only five or six bullets were fired, and the detective holding the 'short burst' at the back of the vehicle found that the opponent had moved - the guy walked around the fountain in the garden and appeared on his side with a cat on his waist.

Turned around, opened fire, strafed, but it was too late.

Instead, the three bursts of short bursts hit the 'short burst' first.

The attacker who bypassed the fountain was tall and strong. The M21 was abandoned by him, and the weapon in his hand was also replaced by a short-barreled AR15.He ran extremely fast and steady, and shot the moment he appeared.

The detective behind the vehicle squatted halfway, only his head and half of his body were exposed.He clearly saw his opponent, but at the moment he turned the gun, the flying .[-] rifle bullet opened his head.

The bullet remained undiminished, smashing a glass window next to the gate of the mansion.Skull fragments mixed with brain matter flew in through the broken window, splashing dazzling blood on the walls and carpet.

In the kitchen of the mansion, the four members of Guo's family were frightened by the continuous gunshots and cried loudly.

Guo Xiao's wife cried out to the guards protecting her: "I will give them money and let them go. Let them take the money and go. We don't want to die, let the gunmen outside let us go."

An agent dragged a weapon bag and distributed weapons to his companions guarding the Guo family of four in the kitchen.He saw the blood splattered on the windows of the hall, and shouted in pain: "Little John is dead. We must find a way to break out."

"Where to break through?" The detective guarding the kitchen grabbed an AR15 from the weapon bag, shook his head and vetoed: "We can't go out, we must stick to it. The security of the community is not deaf, they will come to help."

The detective dragging the weapon bag didn't believe it, and shouted: "You expect those security guards who take money to help us? It would be nice if they could stand at a distance and call the police.

Now the attackers have knocked out the base station, and community security can't make calls.Don't expect too much from them.We must break through. "

The black team leader died at the beginning, causing the protection team to lose command with heavy casualties.While the three detectives in the mansion were still discussing how to deal with it, the situation they faced was deteriorating further.

Outside the mansion, the 'shotgun' detective who was shot in the thigh fell to the ground, barely hiding behind the fountain in the garden by twisting his hands and waist and hips.He raised his gun and aimed in the direction where he had been shot before.

The nine o'clock direction on the left side of the mansion is empty, and the woman who attacked him just now has changed places.

Instead, the gunshots aroused the attention of the neighbors around the mansion. Through the iron gate in the front yard, people could be seen moving around.Including a turbaned Sikh security guard.

The uniformed security guard heard the gunshots and ran over, like a silly spore in the forest, pushing aside the climbing plants on the iron gate, poking around outside, trying to figure out what happened?

The "shotgun" detective who was shot seemed to see a life-saving straw, and quickly shouted: "Call the police, go to the police, we are the witness protection team of the FBI in New York, and we need support in case of an attack."

The 'silly spore' wearing a turban shrank back in shock when he heard the shout, shouted 'yes_sir' like a conditioned reflex, turned around and slipped away.

The detective who was shot was stunned for two or three seconds, and he was extremely skeptical of this crisp answer—this 'silly spore' shouted without thinking, as if he hadn't thought about it at all.

I don't know if it's reliable or not?

In the mansion, the three detectives and the four members of the Guo family are moving towards the basement.They briefly reached a consensus to stick to it, and retreating into the basement with only one entrance should be the right choice.

But the group's goal was too big. During the transfer, a bullet shot from the window of the mansion and hit Guo Xiao's mistress in the calf.

The violence of military bullets is fully reflected at this moment.

The shinbone of the calf was crushed directly by the warhead, and the blood and flesh were scattered all over the ground, leaving only some flesh hanging on.

When Guo Qiang heard the screams, he turned around and yelled 'Mom', but was forcibly held down by the guards who protected him, and he was not allowed to turn around to rescue him.

Bullets rained down, chasing after the protection team, forcing them to leave the wounded behind.

Guo Xiao's mistress fell to the ground, she didn't know the pain, she just stared at her shattered leg in a daze, unable to accept it, and didn't know what to do?

After a while, she heard footsteps approaching, and there was a burly man in black stockings in front of her.

"I am also a victim." Faced with death, Guo Xiao's mistress said blankly: "I was originally Guo Xiao's secretary, but I had no choice but to follow him after being raped. I did no harm."

"Why don't you say that when you're enjoying luxury? Do you regret it when you die?" The burly man raised his hand and shot the woman's head off, "It's just a pawn, why pretend to be pitiful?"

Blood smeared the ground.

Chapter 021

For a moment, the attacked mansion was extremely quiet.

The fierce gun battle seemed to go away, and the annoying screams disappeared without a trace, and even the disturbing chaotic footsteps also subsided, only the rapid breathing could not be restrained, and it sounded intermittently in the pungent gunpowder smoke.

Hearing the notification that his companion had taken refuge in the basement, the agents of the protection team who were still in the garden in the front yard felt a little relieved.He dragged a shot lame, aiming the shotgun at the oak gate of the mansion.

But there was no movement in the mansion, but someone approached outside the iron gate in the front yard.

The Sikh security guards who had just left came back, along with a dozen or so community security guards.They were all armed with guns, both long and short, and they were all men of arms.

Ah... This Sikh security guard is still trustworthy, so I really shouldn't secretly doubt his character.

"Come here." The shot agent waved his hand, "I'm a witness protection agent from the FBI, and a gunman attacked us. Now you follow my command. Have you called the police?"

The Sikh security guard held a small revolver, yelling 'sir' and 'sir', and led the people to the side of the detective who was shot, and helped him up.

"The shooter is inside the mansion. You surround the house and prohibit people from entering or leaving." The detective who was shot was worried about his companion. He endured the pain in his thigh and brought the 'reinforcement' to fight back again.

It was said to be surrounded, but the Sikh security guards still gathered in a swarm, rushing directly towards the gate of the mansion.They first saw two 'Ford' sedans and a body lying on its side.

The head of the corpse was opened, the face was torn apart by bullets, and the blood-red broken bones and flesh were still steaming, splashing on the walls and windows-the death was too miserable.

The security guards were startled and stopped immediately.This situation was different from what they expected. They thought it was a thief, but they didn't expect that there were already casualties.

The detective who was shot stood at the door, holding the shotgun, and urged with a different face: "Stay away, the shooter is inside, blocking all the entrances and exits of this building."

More than a dozen security guards originally gathered together in one place, feeling that there are more people to be at ease.Hearing the phrase 'disperse', seven or eight people immediately walked towards the left and right of the house, walking quickly.

The other seven or eight people also wanted to 'disperse', but they were forcibly stopped by the detective who was shot, "Wait, you come with me."

The Sikh security guard wearing a turban should be a small leader of community security. The detective who was shot grabbed him, "Thank you very much for your bravery. Now you bring someone to cover me in."

The Sikh security guard's hand was shaking while grabbing the revolver, but he was forcibly pulled into the gate of the mansion.When I entered the door, I saw the black leader of the protection team dying at the door with his head tilted. His body was still warm and blood was flowing all over the floor.

The detective who was shot found that the Sikh security hadn't followed, and he quickly comforted: "Don't worry, there are only two shooters. Just cover my side and rear."

The Sikh security kept shaking his head, his expression was dull, and his teeth were chattering.

Looking at the door, none of the "many people" reinforcements shrank outside were willing to come in.Some even ran in the opposite direction, escaping the iron gate in the front yard.

Two steps further in, the body of Guo Xiao's mistress appeared.The bullet hole in her head was okay, but what was scary was the broken leg that was shattered by the bullet. The white stubble was exposed, which looked like a slaughterhouse.

The Sikh security couldn't bear it any longer, dropped all the revolvers in his hand, turned around and ran away with a bang.When he ran away, the other security guards were even more reluctant to stay - they thought it was just a small scene, but who knew that so many people died.

Die so miserably!

The noise of running around was too great, and the detective who was shot deeply regretted it.He pressed the intercom to ask about the status of his companions in the basement, when suddenly a person wearing black stockings appeared from the direction of the kitchen of the mansion.

The opponent was holding an oil drum brought from the garage in one hand, and a 'Colt' in the other.He appeared with a calm footstep, and raised his hand to shoot two shots.

One to the chest, one to the head.

The detective who was shot in the thigh had no cover around him, and he had no time to react. Before he died, he could only regret that he shouldn't believe in "there are many people".

Sikh security is still not reliable enough after all.

The basement of the mansion is under the stairs near the kitchen. The detectives who hid in and the Guo family tried their best to move a pile of debris to block it.But when they tried their best to protect themselves underneath, they smelled a smell of gasoline pouring down.

Want to set fire?

So vicious.

The entire mansion is full of flammable materials, and it will definitely be a dry pyre when it is poured with gasoline.You can escape in other places, but you can't escape even if you try to escape in the basement.

As long as the fire is lit, the attackers can retreat calmly, but the detectives and members of the Guo family can only wait to die.Just now I thought it was a wise decision to hide in the basement, but now it seems that IQ is owed.

"rush out."

"Don't set him on fire."

"We were just supposed to break out."

The words of anger and remorse were intertwined in the strong smell of gasoline, and the sundries that had been blocking the entrance to the basement with great effort were pushed away again.

The three agents squeezed into a row, firing bursts of fire at the same time.

The dense bullets shot out, crackling the ceiling of the entrance, and the decoration of the ceiling fell down, almost covering the face and covering the eyes.

In front of the fiery projectile, no one dared to stop it, and the fierce and life-threatening impact seemed unstoppable.As long as the agents are killed, there is really a possibility of a comeback.

Seeing that the target had escaped into the basement, Zhou Qingfeng ran to the garage to fetch a barrel of gasoline and poured it in.

The threat of being burned at the stake was indeed debilitating.

Zhou Qingfeng squatted behind the entrance of the basement, aiming his gun at the slanting stairs.The bullets were whistling, as if they wanted to kill any obstacles.He waited for the opponent to show up, and shot them like whack-a-mole.

A series of gunshots were dense and short.

The three bodies tumbled back to the basement, falling among the messy furniture and large electrical appliances.They rushed fiercely and died quickly.In the blink of an eye, the uproar of desperate fighting stopped.