the world is at stake

The major cursed, quickly took out the tablet computer at hand, and called up the architectural structure diagram of the Capitol, especially the parts that have been repaired and closed over the years.

"This is the old passage to the Library of Congress."

The passage has been closed for many years, and the interior is still the remains of the renovation.Mottled walls, dusty ground, dull air and a series of clear footprints.

The major took out a flashlight to illuminate the footprints, and after observing the stride and gait, he concluded, "Six feet tall, male, strong build, armed with weapons, he should be the murderer we are looking for."

The aisle space is limited and cannot accommodate too many people.

The armed platoon leader who led the team put down the night vision goggles on his helmet, and threw a few fluorescent sticks into the passage with a wave of his hand.

Then a squad of eight or nine armed men entered the closed passage.The platoon leader and the major led two more squads to disperse and followed behind.

After following the footprints for a certain distance, the leading soldier suddenly raised his hand to signal to stop, and all of them held their breath.He himself squatted down and took out a grenade with the safety ring removed from under a floor tile that had not been repaired.

"He's an old hand, and he didn't forget to cause us some trouble when he ran away."

The vanguard whispered on the radio, and then signaled his companion to get back, and he was going to throw the grenade and detonate it.But at the moment when he was about to raise his hand, a figure suddenly appeared outside the dark passage more than ten meters away.

A bright muzzle flash exploded in the night vision goggles.

With quick and accurate short bursts, three bullets hit the vanguard's chest.

The thick ceramic bulletproof plate counteracts the huge kinetic energy of the rifle bullet by its own fragmentation.But the sharp soldier plopped to the ground after being shot, and then let go of the grenade in his hand and fell to the ground.

"Lie down!" The sharp soldier knew something was wrong, he had no time to dodge, except to warn his comrades behind, he rushed towards the grenade without hesitation.

Two or three seconds later, the grenade exploded with a bang.

The bombed body of the sharp soldier who was pressing on the grenade flew into the air, hit the top of the passage, and fell down heavily, killing him on the spot.But he absorbed most of the shock and shrapnel from the explosion, keeping the other soldiers behind him.

The machine gunners in the same class fired frantically with the M249. Some other armed soldiers threw grenades forward, and some dragged the pioneers back to try to rescue them.

In an instant, offense and defense changed hands.

Zhou Qingfeng, who was in ambush at the front, immediately suffered a lot. He was suppressed by the machine gun and was unable to move. He watched the grenade rolling to his feet.

Fuck, who the hell trained soldiers?Cooperate skillfully and calm down when things happen.

This is no ordinary army!

This is a veteran of the field.

Chapter 042

Seeing the opponent's vanguard throwing grenades without hesitation in order to protect his comrades, Zhou Qingfeng immediately knew that he was in trouble.

This is not an ability that can be developed through training, let alone a soldier that can be hired with money.

With ideals, beliefs, superb combat skills, calmness, and the spirit of sacrifice, he values ​​missions and companions more than life. This kind of vanguard is an extremely valuable backbone in any team.

The death of one can cause the leader of the team to be heartbroken, and it can also make the entire team be inspired by his spirit and immediately go berserk.

The machine gunner on the opposite side stood up and fired regardless of personal safety, and his companion braved the rain of bullets to pull the body back and try to rescue it.The soldiers in the same class either covered with guns or threw grenades, and none of them flinched.

M249 suppressed the firepower, hitting the corner of the passageway where Zhou Qingfeng was hiding, and debris flying around.The two offensive oval grenades were deliberately delayed for two seconds before they were thrown, and they exploded almost as soon as they hit the ground.

Usually, Zhou Qingfeng would either come across Lulu who was fighting against the five scum, or he would be a bastard who didn't care. He was used to bullying low-level opponents. When he encountered such a fierce and fearless enemy, he could only turn his head and run away.

The sound of gunshots and explosions has a strong resonance effect in the semi-enclosed channel. The rumbling sound can make people's chest and lungs hurt. It is only protected by noise-cancelling headphones that they will not be deaf.

The machine gunner emptied a two-hundred-round drum, and his companion fired two grenades at the corner where Zhou Qingfeng was hiding.

After the violent flash and explosion, the walls and top of the corner were blown down, falling down in a crash, smashing the ground with gravel.There is no need for anyone to hold back.

Enough firepower was poured in, and the firepower of the militants in the entire squad stopped for a while.With the help of the vision provided by the night vision goggles, they alternately cover and advance.

But they couldn't see the corpse after walking more than ten meters. They only saw another deep maintenance passage, and the screams that could only be emitted by injured beasts came from the passage.

'The Beast''s leg seemed to be injured, and he was obviously limping and running with varying degrees of severity. The scream of 'The Beast' is also very interesting, he is yelling:

"Where did these bastards get out? It doesn't matter if they have strong firepower, and their temperament is more fierce than Lao Tzu's. They are not afraid of death, and they cooperate well. How can I fight alone?"

Although the screams echoed non-stop, they quickly faded away.It can be heard that this 'beast' is sneaking fast, without any backbone to fight to the end.

On the side of the militants, the health guards in the squad shook their heads sadly at the leading sergeant after examining the dead soldiers.

Thirty or so non-commissioned officers had bearded faces. He couldn't understand the Chinese cursing echoing in the passage, and he didn't need the order of the major behind him. He shouted to his subordinates: "Catch up, I want to see the corpse."

The situation in the narrow passage is unclear, too many people are useless, and crowding together is more courting death. Someone must act as a vanguard and become the eyes of the team to identify traps and find the enemy, and the death rate is also the highest.

But the sergeant ordered, and another veteran stood up, silently took the place of the vanguard, and led the way with a gun.The whole team followed behind slowly, without hesitation.

Zhou Qingfeng quickly escaped 50 meters ahead, not daring to make any big moves.Otherwise, the stitched wound on the back would burst and bleed, and he would bleed to death.

After opening a distance, he took out a triangular bandage from the medical bag and quickly tied his thigh.Two grenades exploded at close range just now, even though he quickly lay down to avoid it, he was injured again.

"Damn Fuhrman, damn morphine, it's overkill."

Zhou Qingfeng should actually thank the old man Fuhrman, otherwise the pain would deform his movements and he would not be able to run fast at all.But he still had to curse a few words, because the analgesic effect of morphine greatly reduced his perception and reaction speed.

It only took about ten seconds to tighten the wound, Zhou Qingfeng took off two more grenades, arranged them in a chain trigger mode with the help of broken bricks in the passage, and then ran away again.

"It would be great if there was a 'broad sword', set it up as a close-range infrared detonation mode, and kill those bastards."

Zhou Qingfeng was thinking about how wonderful anti-infantry landmines are, but he limped out his mobile phone to check the map of the building's underground passage given by Harden.

"Oops, where is my father?"

There are no signposts in the abandoned closed passage.

The Capitol is theoretically the supreme governing body of the United States, and its underground has long been dug to extend in all directions, even the abandoned passages are very complicated.

This ghost place has been dug since the end of the eighteenth century, and it has been dug for more than 200 years.Many channels are not marked on the drawings at all.

Zhou Qingfeng had to run around in order to escape, and had to turn back when he encountered a few dead ends.After coming so many times, no matter how good the sense of direction is, you will get lost.

He took out the compass and wanted to locate it, but found that there were too many electronic devices underground, or the subway was running, or for some other reason, the compass kept spinning like a windmill.

There was an explosion sound from far away in the passage, it should be that the hastily arranged booby trap was detonated.It was not used to kill, but to remind the pursuers not to press too hard.

But now there is no need to pursue soldiers, Zhou Qingfeng himself doesn't know where he is.He even found a battered sign that read 'Remember the Revolutionary War' from more than 100 years ago.

"Am I under the old Ministry of the Interior building on Capitol Hill? It was built in 1908. At that time, the Qing Dynasty was not over yet."

Washington, D.C. was originally a hilly area. Although Capitol Hill is only 25 meters high, it is the highest peak in the surrounding area.At that time, the Yankees built a large number of government buildings around this small hill.

The thoughtless Zhou Qingfeng found an upward step in a dead end, and finally stopped in front of a closed wall.

The wall is made of gypsum board, knocked, not thick.Listen carefully, the sound insulation effect of the wall is very good, and you can't hear any movement.

Zhou Qingfeng bumped it with his shoulder, and there was a hollow sound on the wall, which should be able to be knocked away.He listened again. There was no movement behind the wall, so it might be safe.

So the collisions continued.

After more than a dozen strokes, the plasterboard wall finally couldn't bear it, and a hole the size of a human head was smashed open.

Zhou Qingfeng looked across the hole, and on the other side was a room with statues and portraits of Lincoln, Johnson, Franklin, etc., as well as wooden furniture and handmade carpets.

For a while, I didn't see anyone.

So he enlarged the hole, poked half of his head through it, and then froze - morphine is really not a good thing, it seriously affects perception.

There is no one behind the wall, but a lot of people.

Zhou Qingfeng stuck his head out, and saw at least thirty or forty pairs of eyes staring straight at him at the other end of the room, squatting or sitting.

The two sides stared at each other, neither of them spoke.

After a long time, a white-haired old man stood in the room, not much younger than Fuhrman, stepped forward to stare at Zhou Qingfeng and said, "Are you sent by the Secret Service?"

Uncle Zhou was about to cry, so he could only smile awkwardly: "Hi, Mr. Biden. It's a pity, I'm not from the Secret Service, I'm just passing by."

Chapter 043

The moment he saw the Sleeping King, Uncle Zhou had a strange thought in his heart.

"If I call Wang Wang now and say that I can kill his mortal enemy with one shot, will he introduce Ivanka, the grandma, to me?"

Ivanka was a supermodel when she was young, and her figure and appearance were top-notch.Although she is getting older now, she still has the charm of a married woman, the more familiar she is, the more flavorful she is.

Alas, it's a pity that the second daughter of the king is a bit shabby.otherwise……

Zhou Qingfeng shook his head desperately, forcibly restraining his overly imaginative thoughts.The effects of the morphine were at their peak and had knocked him off guard and sanity.

How can I think about Ivanka's grandma at this time?

If you want to think about it, you should also consider Biden's granddaughter!

There are four of them!

Ages range from teens to twenties.

and many more……

Zhou Qingfeng retracted his head behind the hole in the wall, and pinched his thigh fiercely—why did he think about this at a critical moment?You should think about how to kill the enemy, how to break through, and how to escape.

hold on……

Zhou Qingfeng returned his head to the hole in the wall, and said to the white-haired old man, "Mr. Biden, my name is Marco Shi. Please stand back, I want to break this wall."

In the room behind the wall, dozens of people are probing their heads.Most of them are employees of the building, and they seem to be forced to hide here, and they have not been caught by unknown militants yet.

Several men were hissing, signaling for others to be quiet.More people want to help, but don't know what to do.

Zhou Qingfeng continued to hit the wall, and the hole in the wall that had been broken collapsed quickly.When he made a big hole through the wall, everyone in the room couldn't help cheering in a low voice.

This is probably the part where American action movies are about to reach their climax.The hero has come and saved the vital big shot.

The 'Marco' who came through does fit the image of an American hero, with a big beard, a hard head, strong and rough, holding a sophisticated weapon in his hand, unkempt and unconventional.

"Everyone, I'm sorry, can you tell me where this room is?" Zhou Qingfeng asked.

"This is the south wing of the Capitol, a conference hall on the west side of the lower second floor of the House of Representatives." It was a guard of the building who was also trapped here.

Zhou Qingfeng cursed in his heart, "Still in the House of Representatives? I turned around and didn't run away."

The guard continued to ask: "Marco, you are not from the Secret Service? Then what is your identity? Is this passage safe?"

"I was just a tourist, I was in the Army, I served in Afghanistan. After the riots, I tried to leave without success."

Zhou Qingfeng took out his mobile phone and called up the building structure diagram given by Harden, "I got this blueprint of the underground passage through the computer room on the third floor and contacted the outside world.

I originally wanted to flee to the Library of Congress.Unfortunately, I got lost and didn't get far at all.As for this passage, I'm not sure if it's safe. "

Zhou Qingfeng realized that the group of people in the room had some value.As for why Biden is here, only God knows.He thought about it, but he didn't say that there were soldiers chasing behind him.

Perhaps the Yankees are used to Hollywood-style narratives. The police, Secret Service, and FBI are all incompetent waste. The hero who saves the world at a critical moment must be a down-and-out loser.

The dick is either a school geek, brilliant but unpopular, the girl he has a crush on likes someone else, and he's constantly being bullied.

Or a diaosi is a middle-aged 'loser', whose wife is having an affair, is not compatible with the children, and at worst has a large loan repayment, and the house is waiting to be confiscated by the bank.

Just like the retired greasy middle-aged obese pilot who crashed into the alien spacecraft in "Independence Day", this kind of dick is going to shine and shout slogans to save the common people.

No one doubted Zhou Qingfeng's half-truth and half-false words.

The trapped guard checked the passage map on his mobile phone, confirmed its authenticity, and said with emotion: "Thank God, we are saved. This tunnel can indeed lead to the Library of Congress."

The suppressed cheers sounded again, and the guard stared at Zhou Qingfeng seriously, and said earnestly: "Victor, the situation is very critical, Your Excellency the President must leave immediately."

Uncle Zhou got goosebumps all over his body when he was watched, and he thought to himself: "Why do you look at me? Look at me for 1 years, and I will not have sex with you.

Want me to protect Biden from escaping?That is even more impossible.I don't want to turn around and confront those desperadoes, they dare to throw grenades without blinking. "

Zhou Qingfeng wanted to hesitate a few more times, but there was a banging sound from the door of the room, followed by the sound of a gun being shot at the door lock.

It was militants of unknown origin who came to the door.

Everyone was terrified.

Zhou Qingfeng immediately shouted: "Get down quickly, I'll kill you."

The guard was stunned for a second. He originally wanted this 'Marco Shi' to lead the way, but he cut it off himself.But now...

Heroes are truly extraordinary.

"Thank you, brother." The guard didn't hesitate, waved to several companions, and said in a low voice: "Take Your Excellency President to evacuate."

There are dozens of people in the room, both men and women.Under the threat of knocking on the door and gunshots, they swished quickly past the plasterboard wall that Zhou Qingfeng knocked open.

Everyone who left looked at 'Ma Keshi' with grateful eyes.The hero's 'voluntary sacrifice', leaving the queen alone, is simply too great.

A young girl wanted to offer a kiss with tears in her eyes, but she was sternly rejected and told to go away—mainly because she was too ugly, the smell of perfume was strong, and her nose was smoky.

Zhou Qingfeng approached the door of the room, similar to what he had encountered before.

Outside is an armed squad of four, whose combat effectiveness is definitely not as good as the group of veterans chasing after him.The number is less than half a class.