Qin Fei wanted to turn around and run away, because once the grenade landed in a small space like the back door, it would be powerful enough to kill him ten times.

Just when he was in a dilemma, a dark shadow flashed outside the back door, and then he heard Mist yelling: "Run!"

Almost at the same time, the ACC "Honey Badger" submachine gun in Mist's hand began to hiss happily, and the extremely high rate of fire quickly formed a hail of bullets. The man in black at the corner of the stairs was suddenly shot by Mist.

I was shocked and subconsciously shrank back.

Relying on the moment that Mister bought, Qin Fei spread his legs and jumped out of the door with all his strength.

Danglanglang——

As soon as I walked out, I heard the sound of a grenade landing behind me.

He jumped directly to the right and rolled under the wall to the right of the back door.

boom--

A puff of smoke and dust rushed out of the back door, then calm returned.

Qin Fei quickly got up, quickly changed the magazine, and slowly moved back.

Mist walked slowly back along the wall and didn't stop until he reached the corner.

The whole situation became a stalemate.

After calming down, Qin Fei started to break into a cold sweat.

The impulsive bet you just made was extremely dangerous. If you made a slight mistake, you would immediately die on the spot.

"Lao Mi, thank you!"

Qin Fei did not forget to thank Mist in the channel. This guy appeared at the most dangerous moment and helped him. Otherwise, his life would have been handed down at the back door.

"You are such a lunatic!" Mist's tone was filled with admiration and admonishment: "Do you need to work so hard?"

"Unlucky, as soon as I arrived at the door, I heard someone pulling a grenade inside, so I had no choice but to go in," Qin Fei said.

Mister said: "These guys' marksmanship is very accurate. It's just bad luck and being caught off guard by us that made them passive. Their fighting style looks familiar to me, like the training of our country's special forces."

model."

After that, he asked Michelle again.

"I said Major, are you asking your superiors to try to collect intelligence to see if there are any US military special forces operating here? If so, our situation is getting serious now."

"We are not a regular force and have no rules of engagement. This is how we operate in secret. Without identification, we are treated as enemies." Michelle is indeed an iron lady, and she seems to have no sympathy for USA's golden brand.

"We have been watching Ryuichi Kawasaki for seven years and spent two years wiring it. Nothing can stop us."

"Major, did Carmen's people escape?" Mist asked again.

Michelle said: "It seems that he escaped. I didn't see any movement on the third floor."

"If that's the case, we should run away." Mist said: "I'm not bragging about my country's special forces. Our logistical support is much better than yours. If I guess correctly, there are already support troops here.

On the way here, if we don’t want to die, we’d better escape as soon as possible.”

There was no immediate reply from Michelle, but fell into silence.

After a moment, she seemed to think that Mist was not bragging. In today's world, there is indeed no country that can deploy various overt and covert military and intelligence forces around the world like the Americans.

To put this into perspective, the British Empire in the past did seem a bit depressed. Although they were friends with each other, the senior officials of the USA intelligence agencies always acted aloof and arrogant when they cooperated and contacted each other. Michelle

This was not the first time she had dealt with these people. From the bottom of her heart, she hated these self-righteous guys.

"Withdraw!" Michelle finally made a wise choice.

Qin Fei breathed a sigh of relief.

You must know that it is already a stalemate. The people on your side cannot attack, and the people inside cannot escape for the time being. They are in a confrontation with each other. However, if it is really an action team of an intelligence agency such as the US military or CIA, then the other party's

I'm afraid there will still be a bloody battle when the supporting troops arrive, and the situation will become further out of control.

At least two of the other parties have been killed tonight, and the two drivers who were shot by Connor are probably in danger as well.

The arrogant Yankee would definitely be furious if he lost four members of his team in one fell swoop.

Michel's choice to retreat now has many advantages, not only military but also political.

At least retreat before everyone reveals their identities. At worst, even if they come to you in the end, it will just be a misunderstanding. This is an unspoken rule in the secret operations circle. No one will show mercy when each other does not know the identity of the other, just like the man in black just now

It's like throwing a grenade at Qin Fei. If Qin Fei is unlucky enough to receive the lunch box, even if MI17 finds the USA intelligence department, the other party's top management will just shrug their shoulders and say "sorry" in a nonchalant manner.

Before Qin Fei left, he pressed a sound and light bomb against the back door to remove the latch. Now he knew that the man in black inside was most likely an American. Considering that the situation could not be escalated, he did not want to use anti-personnel weapons.

, Of course, even if it is used, there is actually a high chance that the man in black will find it, but avoid it if you can. If it hurts people again, it may be really difficult to deal with.

On the road at the main entrance of "Sweet Time" here, Hugo ran to the SUV with the only driver still alive, took out a few grenades, connected them to the four door handles with paratrooper rope, and then ran to the car

Next to the window, he waved to the driver inside and made a face. The driver, a man in black inside, was so angry that he almost lost his mind and shot him, and then he ran back to the car with a smile.

Connor was the last one to get on the bus. Before leaving the roof, he emptied the bullets in the magazine of the "Mini Windrunner" sniper rifle, and then he carried it directly from the roof of the building and used the rappelling rope that he had already prepared.

When we got to the ground, the car was already waiting on the side of the road, so we jumped in and ran away like crazy.

The man in black finally woke up, but at this moment the car had already driven a hundred meters away and disappeared around the corner of the street.

The leading officer rushed up to the third floor with his men and found that it was quite empty. The window was open and hung with a rope twisted from a curtain.

Carmen and her men all escaped.

"Fake! Fake!" The team leader was so angry that he kicked over a table, walked around in place a few times, and immediately started contacting the headquarters.

"Team B called the Eagle's Nest. The target has escaped, and the team that blocked us has also escaped! Have you found out who these people are!?"

"We have not yet collected enough intelligence to show which organization's combatants are operating in Durban. Our colleagues in the intelligence team are doing their best. Please wait a moment..."

"Wait a minute!" The leading officer couldn't bear it anymore. He walked to the bed and looked down. What caught his eye were two teammates lying next to the SUV. On the radio just now, the only remaining member of the backdoor team also said

Replied the message, informing Team B that they were ambushed at the back door and two team members were killed...

This battle was fought in a cowardly manner. The leader of the men in black was a captain. He had never experienced such a failed action and it was simply unacceptable.

As a result, he began to curse, even in the face of the headquarters, without mercy.

"What the hell are you people in the command and intelligence department eating shit!? Those people are definitely not from ordinary military organizations or KB organizations. They are professional soldiers! And they are definitely members of the first-class special forces.

, I’m sure they belong to an intelligence organization like us! Couldn’t you find out if any intelligence organization action teams have entered Durban these days!? Four of my brothers have died tonight!
Chapter completed!