The Richest Man in the World of Film and Television

"SIR, the shooting data has been calculated, and the shooting point has been transmitted to Gunna's equipment, ready to shoot at any time."

"Well, then kill him," William ordered.

"Understood, the order has been issued."

In the distance, in the grass about 800 meters away from the warehouse, Gunna and Yinyang were lying on a small slope in camouflage clothes.

Yin Yang held a sniper scope, looked at the instructions on the glasses, and said to Gunna, "Gunna, you can shoot now."

"Okay, don't rush me, I think I need to calm down, this fucking glasses and the sensor on the wrist can fire a sniper rifle without considering the wind direction and temperature,

What makes me want to scold people even more is that it doesn't matter whether people see it or not, just follow the instructions on the equipment and shoot directly.

God, I don't think it'll be long before we old guys are out."

"Don't be wordy, with more advanced equipment, it will be easier for us to complete the task, and we will be safer. Hurry up, we are rushing on Sunday."

"FK, don't be naughty, I'm adjusting my breathing, don't disturb me".

After Gunnar finished speaking, he became serious, fixed his eyes on the scope, adjusted his posture according to Sunday's instructions, and relaxed his mind. A few seconds later, there was a "bang", and the grass around the gun muzzle was shaken by the shock wave of the gun muzzle. down.

After firing the gun, Gunna didn't care about the hit or miss, and immediately pulled the bolt to load the gun, and just after loading the gun, he heard Yin Yang exclaim in a low voice,

"FK, hit, hit, Silva's red dot is gone,"

Yin Yang, who had been staring at the red dot all the time, turned his head to look at Gunna in disbelief and said, "God, this is a hit, Gunna, it seems that we are really going to retire."

William, who was in the surveillance car, waited for more than ten seconds. Seeing that Gunnar and Yinyang were still lying on their stomachs, he couldn't help but took the walkie-talkie in Barney's hand and cursed,

"Bastard, retreat, you two bastards retreat immediately, follow the instructions on Sunday, and Christmas will meet you 600 meters away."

"Understood, BOSS."

Gunna and Yinyang quickly packed up their weapons and equipment, bowed their waists and lowered their heads to follow Sunday's instructions, walking and stopping under the cover of trees and grass, and spent four to five minutes getting on the Christmas pick-up car.

Followed Sunday's instructions to avoid all the cameras, and drove back to London with Caesar and Lulu a few kilometers away.

After ordering Sunday to keep only one complete video and delete all other devices, William and Barney said a few things to note, then got off the car and separated from Barney.

After watching Barney drive away, William came to his car and sat in the driver's seat with his eyes closed and waited.

.........

After the Christmas trio had gone far away, the news of Silva's death spread among the mercenaries.

The leader died, resistance was meaningless, and the remaining mercenaries began to surrender one by one.

In the temporary headquarters outside the warehouse, Commander Bromley, who was annoyed by the huge casualties of his subordinates, suddenly heard the report from his frontline subordinates that the opponent had surrendered.

"What's going on here? Why did these Kumbu elements suddenly surrender?" Bromley asked the temporary commanders around him with a dark face.

Everyone thought for a moment and shook their heads, and a female police officer said: "Sorry, sir, I don't know the situation yet. I suggest you be careful, so as not to be ambushed by opponents' tricks. Get your hands out of the warehouse."

"Well," Blomley agreed, "just do as you say."

After this delay, more than ten minutes had passed since Bromley knew the reason, and the Death Squad had already driven away for [-] minutes, and the leading three, Christmas, Gunner, and Yin Yang, had already entered downtown London.

........

The special police officers completely controlled the warehouse, and after confirming its safety, Bromley, led by the frontline commander, went to the corner where Silva fell to the ground.

Looking at the fist hole on the wall of the warehouse and Silva who was shot in the back, Blomley was speechless for a long time. He probably knew who did it.

But he didn't dare to tell his subordinates about this matter. Could it be that he told his subordinates that the first achievement of being robbed of the head of the bandit was because he, the commander, took other people's tasks first?

If this is the case, he will not be able to lead the team well in the future, and at the same time, he is very scruples about the power in William's hands.

He has been in the industry for more than 20 years, and he has never heard of anyone who can kill a target with a single shot through a wall. If the target becomes himself, Bromley doesn't think he can escape the sniper kill of such a super sniper.

"Sir, what should I do next?" The frontline commander waited for a long time without getting an order, so he had to remind him.

Blomley sighed, what else can he do, some things can only be rotted in his stomach, and he said silently, "Let's close the team."

"But, sir, don't we need to track down the third party?" The frontline commander asked unwillingly, although there were more than a dozen special police officers who were injured or injured, but only a few young men were caught.

"I let you close the team, and the rest is beyond your knowledge."

Bromley, who was already in a bad mood, could not help staring at his subordinates when he heard that his subordinates wanted to disobey, and said in a stern tone.

These words caused the surroundings to be silent. Blomley looked around at the eyes staring at him, and his heart tightened. It seemed that it was impossible not to say anything.

He sighed and said: "The commander-level people will stay, and the others will do their own thing."

These words made the interim commanders understand that Bromley didn't want the ordinary special police to know the inside story, and they looked at each other and nodded to the people around them.

At this time, the front-line commander also understood that there was an inside story. He turned his head and gave a few instructions to the team leaders. The people who participated in the battle dispersed under the leadership of the team leaders.

However, these people did not go far. The casualties were so high today. Four groups of 4 people survived a battle and only less than 36 remained intact. Five or six of them were killed. It is not known whether the few seriously injured will survive. go down

Without a reasonable reason now, these survivors will definitely not let it go.

"Okay, according to your confidentiality level, I will tell you what I can say, and whether you want the above is your own business."

Although Blomley understands the idea of ​​front-line operators wanting to seek justice for their comrades, they are disciplined troops after all, and disobedience is a very serious matter, so Blomley is actually very annoyed now.

But he also knew in his heart that this era is different from before, and the English people now pay attention to comfort in everything they do.

Even in the disciplined troops, if these front-line fighters are unhappy, they will resign at worst. If they don't make it clear to them, maybe someone will blame him.