Ke Xue: Ai-chan and I have an agreement

It was sunny on March 9.

The second floor of an abandoned residential building in an abandoned market on the outskirts of Damascus, Syria.

Two figures fired at the same time.

Shooting while running is a good idea.

Neither man hit the other.

As the bullets ran out, the two men hid in the bunker at the same time.

"Hey, I'm telling you, is there something wrong with your organization? You keep trying to mess with me. What's your relationship with that unlucky guy who died two days ago?"

The young man with a buzz cut changed the magazine and shouted loudly.

"You interfered with our goal."

The voice on the other end was cold.

The young man with a crew cut bet that this guy definitely had no friends.

"That's it? You're going to keep pestering me?"

There was no reply from the other end, but the young man with a crew cut shrank his neck as if he had anticipated it.

Whoosh!

A bullet flew past his head.

At the same time, the people on the opposite side also started to act, first firing three shots at the position where the young man with a crew cut might appear.

"Wow, it's fine if you call for help, but you also blocked my way. You're playing dirty."

The young man with a crew cut cursed.

But his reaction was equally fast. The reason why that person had fired the advance shot was to prevent others from having the opportunity to counterattack when he got close to him.

Similarly, since it wants to get close to me, it will definitely reveal its true identity at some point in time.

Right.

The young man with a crew cut smiled and fired two shots, predicting the man's destination.

Unfortunately, it missed.

It was the reminder from his companion that came through the man's headphones.

A wave of tests, evenly matched.

The young man with a crew cut was not annoyed. He chose the right time and hid in the southwest corner again.

Use the covered part of the window to block the sniper's view.

"They say that the gambler at the end of his rope is a madman. After seeing it today, it seems that he is not the same as the rumors said."

It was rare that the man took the initiative to speak, but his voice was still very cold.

"Haha, these are all spread by my friends in gangs. It's not that amazing." The young man with a crew cut checked his magazine and estimated the number of bullets.

"By the way, you know my name, why don't you tell me your own? That would be fair, don't you think?"

The man ignored the young man's words.

The young man with a crew cut knew that he was waiting, waiting for him to reveal a flaw.

In fact, the young man with a crew cut had already heard some rustling sounds coming from downstairs.

It should be that person's helper.

There are snipers in the tall building opposite, and there is more than one.

In order to deal with him, this mysterious organization has put in a lot of effort.

Being made into dumplings.

The young man, who understood his situation, took off the photo box flip-top necklace hanging around his neck and opened it, revealing a young girl full of youthful vitality.

Bright eyes, a cheerful smile, fair skin, a beauty spot at the right corner of her eye, light golden hair, the whole person looks like bathing in the sun.

"Anxia, ​​I may have to break my promise..."

The young man with a crew cut stroked the girl's face in the photo, then put it around his neck again.

A pair of gray-brown pupils shrank slightly, and a strange blush appeared on his face.

Even in desperate situation, I will never surrender.

At this moment, he was like a bloodthirsty lone wolf.

The young man with a crew cut flipped out.

Whoosh!

A bullet came from the window, the young man bent forward slightly, and the bullet grazed his arm.

The splashing blood dripped onto the ground.

The man also leaned out from the shelter and saw the young man with a crew cut and pointing a gun at him with a smile.

"What a pity, it was almost there."

boom!boom!

Two shots were fired and the man crouched down to avoid the bullets.

Then the young man with a crew cut crossed the cover and kicked him to the ground.

Damn, this guy is a lunatic. Shouldn't a normal person seek cover to avoid a sniper? Is this guy going to kill him even though he's injured?

Unfortunately, he guessed wrong.

After kicking him over, the young man with a crew cut ran to the stairs without hesitation.

During this time, two sniper bullets hit the wall.

Missed it again!

This guy is indeed as tricky as the rumors say.

"People on the first floor, please pay attention. He's going down. Stop him." The man said while holding the headset.

At this time, the young man with a crew cut jumped down from a place on the second floor where there was no handrail and happened to bump into someone who came to catch him.

The young man with a crew cut raised his hand and shot without saying a word, hitting him right between the eyebrows.

Then the gun was taken from the body.

Unexpectedly, he also found a grenade, pulled the ring, and threw it towards the stairs with his backhand.

The man who had just chased to the stairs was forced back by the grenade.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the young man with a shaved head quickly moved around the first floor, and at the corner of the corridor, he met two more people.

Almost the moment I saw the person.

He aimed the pistol in his hand at them.

boom!boom!

Take two people away.

Suddenly, the young man with a crew cut turned around and fired three shots.

It's like having eyes on the back of the head.

The man who had just caught up with him dodged the bullet and got up to chase him again.

"The sniper team blocks the building exit. Everyone inside the building should move closer to area number three. If you see him, do not hesitate to shoot."

"He's very responsive and pays attention to his surroundings."

The young man with a crew cut kicked open the door of a room, ran straight to the kitchen, turned on the gas valve, and then hid in the toilet.

Several people came in one after another, looking for the young man with a crew cut.

The young man with a crew cut narrowed his eyes slightly, aimed at the gas tank through the gap, and fired decisively.

The violent explosion made the already shaky residential building even worse.

Of course, all those people died, and a hole was blown in the kitchen wall.

The young man with a crew cut didn't hesitate and jumped out of the gap.

This location is a blind spot between two buildings next to the residential building, and it is impossible for snipers to see it.

As soon as he went out, the young man with a shaved head came face to face with a man in black. With quick eyes and hands, he pulled out a dagger from his waist and stabbed it into the man in black's temple.

After finding three more grenades on him, the man who was playing games with him upstairs also rushed to the room where the explosion occurred.

The man saw the young man with a buzz cut at the gap.

Similarly, the young man with a crew cut also saw him.

The young man with a crew cut smiled.

Shoot at the same time.

Unfortunately, I missed again.

The young man with a crew cut dodged the bullet and ran into the alley next to him.

The man was also fast and he crossed the gap to chase after him.

After a chase.

The two of them ran into a dead end together.

Both men pointed guns at each other at the same time.

"Beretta M92F, the magazine has fifteen rounds, but I only asked all the personnel in this operation to load six rounds into their magazines, plus the one in the chamber, for a total of seven rounds."

"Since you got the gun, you've fired exactly seven shots."

"This is to prevent you from using it directly after you get it, but I still underestimated you."

"You have mastered the anxious psychology of the pursuers, the structure of the room, and the control of the sniper's position just right."

"I have to say, you surprised me. It's been a long time since I felt that we were evenly matched."

The man raised his head. His black robe, long golden hair and dark green eyes made him look like a cold-blooded killer.

"Haha, thank you for the compliment." The young man with a crew cut let go of the pistol and let it fall to the ground.

There were indeed no bullets in it.

Click.

A soft sound.

The young man with a crew cut smiled slyly and stretched out his clenched left hand.

There was a pull ring on his index finger, and he was holding a grenade tightly in his hand. If he loosened his grip, it would explode in three to four seconds.

The man's pupils shrank slightly.

"You people have good taste. The M67 grenade has an explosion range of 15 meters and a lethal range of 5 meters." The young man with a crew cut spoke in a relaxed tone.

"This doesn't threaten me. I can kill you before the grenade explodes." The man said coldly.

"Of course, but..." The young man with a crew cut smiled and pointed at the man's feet.

Following his gaze, the man found two grenades at his feet.

This was thrown out by the young man with a crew cut in a desperate situation when he reached a dead end.

Unexpectedly, the man happened to be standing next to it.

"Want to try your luck?" The crew-haired young man said with a smile, "Will they be detonated by the thing in my hand?"

The man clearly saw the crew cut's smile, a smile of recklessness. The beast, forced into a desperate situation, roared in counterattack at its pursuer.

His expression told him that this person really dared to die with him.

The man's expression became even colder.

A gambler at the end of his rope?

True to its name.

A voice came from the man's headphones.

Syrian police have deployed forces nearby.

"I understand. Everyone evacuate." The man looked deeply at the young man with a crew cut.

"I'll come see you again."

"My name is Gin."

"I'll wait for you. I won't let you push me to this point next time."