Special Forces Super System

Ye Zeming crossed his legs, quickly glanced at the tenants flashing across the screen in front of him, and finally locked on one of the targets. He held his chin and pondered for a while, staring at the unattractive short blond man on the screen, with a smile on his face. Said with interest: “It should be this guy, that’s right… I’ll see the rest.”
After quickly browsing through the remaining targets, Ye Zeming said with certainty, “That’s right, it’s this guy.”
Rebecca and Samson came to the screen to look at it, and frowned: “It’s completely different from the photo on the passport in the registration room… The owner of the passport is a woman. But how did you judge it?” ?”
“Vision.” Ye Zeming said lightly, pointing to the person on the screen, “Generally speaking, as a person who only uses long-range sniping, he will subconsciously have some habits, that is, he will pay attention to things that can indicate the direction and speed of the wind, such as flags. And the hem of the skirt. The other point is the aura, the calm aura of a sniper, this can only be described as a feeling…”
“Just relying on this to judge the target is too much…” Rebecca hesitated.
But Ye Zeming didn’t bother to pay attention to her. This was his own hunt. He didn’t need evidence. The local police came here just to provide him with information. It was time for him to act alone.
He stared at the display screen, remembering the man’s characteristics in his heart, and muttered to himself, “The height is about 1.74 meters, and he carries a black, silver-and-white metal box…”
In the end, Ye Zeming stood up and told the two police detectives: “Please, both of you, help me send her back, and leave the rest of the work to me. I will get this guy out as soon as possible.”
After finishing speaking, Ye Zeming strode out, but in fact, he has no clue at the moment. After all, a city is so big, even if he knows the other person’s appearance, it is really not easy to find this person, let alone these killers It must be a simple disguise. The only thing that can be used as a characteristic of this killer is the box he used to store his gun.
A professional sharpshooter usually has a special handy gun for himself, so the killer will definitely carry this gun with him and will not give it to anyone. In such a tourist resort, it is fine to carry a box with him when he stays in the hotel. If you are shopping or going out, you still carry the box with you, it will be very eye-catching.
In order to ensure that the box is not too far away from the body, and at the same time not to carry the box around in this tourist attraction to cause suspicion, there is only one possibility: the killer is now living in a sanatorium, and there is no need to use it in the sanatorium. Go out, so that you can ensure that the gun is not far away from you, and you will not be suspicious because you behave strangely when you stay at home all day.
The best and only beach sanatorium in this place is the Santa Monica Sanatorium. Ye Zeming is almost certain that the killer is in a certain room of the Santa Monica Sanatorium right now. So he pressed the headset and said, “Old Mo, hack into the sanatorium’s system in Santa Monica and pull out their surveillance video for me to see.”
Then, Ye Zeming checked in detail the people who stayed in the sanitarium in Santa Monica on the day of the incident, and he found a man carrying the same box, but he changed from a blond crew cut to a shoulder-length brown curly hair, and his height and build were roughly the same as before. That person is about the same.
“Hmph, sure enough, it’s this guy…” Ye Zeming grinned coldly.
After determining the location of the target, the next step is to find a way to confirm the specific room of the target. Ye Ze is obviously a bit embarrassed about this point: According to the theory, the easiest way is to rely on his camouflage ability to walk around the nursing home, and he will naturally find the target, but these professional killers are no better than ordinary people, especially snipers…
Although the abilities taught by the agent system have been given a unified name, these abilities are all from the elites in the industry. That is to say, abilities such as bullet time and eagle eye vision are not just the privilege of fraudster agents. There are other sharpshooters in this world who have acquired the same ability through years of training.
Ye Zeming’s shooting abilityIt is lv7, the initial maximum sniper distance of the shooting system is 900 meters, and the maximum distance increases by 200 meters for each level, which means that his maximum sniper distance is now 2300 meters. Of course, this is only an approximate value. Within 2300 meters, the shot will not be missed without accidents. If it exceeds this distance, it may be missed even if there is no interference.
Judging from the sniper distance, “Venom” Crota’s shooting ability is similar to his, so the opponent’s eyesight cannot be underestimated. If he can see the sharpshooter’s aura on the enemy at a glance, then the enemy can also see his specialness. The mediocrity of ability won’t work, you have to find another way.
“Should I just rush in? No way, once the crowd becomes chaotic, it will be difficult to find the target…” Ye Zeming muttered to himself, while continuing to run towards the nursing home on the roof.
“Sir, I have a solution.” Lao Mo replied in the earphones, “The Fang Fang Crota’s box, in order to avoid the security checks at the airport and various places, must be made of special materials, and there are interlayers, but according to Crota Based on the model number of that box, I can deduce that it is an old-fashioned anti-see-through security box, and there are already ways to crack it.”
“Oh? Tell me.” Ye Zeming asked with interest.
“Yes, sir.” Lao Mo continued, “It’s actually a new wavelength of light that can penetrate this special material, so that it can scan the entire house, the one with the sniper rifle parts in the box… ”
“It’s the room of Crott Fang, I can lay an ambush in advance and wait for him to come to the door.” Ye Zeming smiled knowingly, nodded and said, “Okay…then do it like this.”
After a pause, the old man added another sentence: “Sir, since this operation requires the use of satellites, you need to pay 2,000 points of Agent Martial Arts. Do you want to start scanning?”
After Ye Zeming confirmed it, Lao Mo fell silent again, and after about five minutes, the result was transmitted. Ye Zeming observed the 3D map of the nursing home with his contact lenses, and muttered to himself, “Room 402? I understand.”
About twenty minutes later, Ye Zeming came to the top floor of the Santa Monica Nursing Home, and then quietly walked into room 502 along the window. To be on the safe side, he planned to wait for Crota to return to the room upstairs, using his infrared vision ability, and then use the penetrating ability of the pitch-black fang to directly shoot at the target upstairs.
In order to find the “leader” of the Black Widow organization by asking for the information of the “connector” of Fang Fang Crota, he needs the other party to be alive. If he shoots through a ceiling, the power of the bullet will be weakened a lot and will not be fatal.
“The trap is ready, wait for the prey to set it on.” Ye Zeming muttered to himself, and turned on the infrared vision.
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Chapter 173: Hunting
Ye Zeming is a very patient hunter. Although the local time is only past four o’clock in the afternoon, Ye Zeming has also studied the psychology of lv2. He knows how a killer and a sniper feel about his own gun. It is said to be a companion, but a kind of dependence. Only with a gun in hand can he feel at ease, so he will definitely return to the room every once in a while.
“Hey, are you here…” Ye Zeming looked at the heat source standing at the door of 402 through infrared vision, grinned, and tightened his grip on the gun. But he quickly frowned, because another heat source was also coming to 502 where he was, and it seemed that the owner of this house had returned.
“Tsk, I can only make this guy dizzy first…” Ye Zeming muttered to himself, put down the pitch-black fang, and there was a slight “click” sound when the parts of the guns came into contact. The heat source rushed into the room like an electric shock, grabbed his suitcase, smashed through the window and jumped out.
real or fake! ? Ye Zeming was startled inwardly. At this moment, he suddenly recalled what the US agents said in the secret agent confrontation last time, “they are extremely sensitive to the mechanical sound of guns”, and cursed in a low voice: “I’m careless…”
But Ye Zeming calmed down quickly, and jumped out of the window without even thinking about it: Fang Fang Crota stayed in this nursing home for a few days, and he is more familiar with it than him. Since Crota dared to jump, it means it is safe .
Sure enough, after breaking through the window, a tall coconut tree appeared in view. Ye Zeming turned on the bullet time, stretched out his hand to grab the trunk of the coconut tree, and turned half a circle around the trunk, causing the coconut tree to bend to the ground. Before the trunk bounced him back, he let go and fell to the ground. The ground rolled and the shock was relieved.
In fact, they didn’t fall very far, because the third floor of the nursing home is an open-air balcony, which consists of a swimming pool and some parasols. Passing between men and women in swimsuits, pushing away those who blocked the way, all of a sudden there were screams on the balcony.
Ye Zeming first raised his gun and took aim, but the killer rushing through the crowd had already caused a mess on the balcony, and these men and women immediately screamed when they saw the gun in his hand. It’s getting messy.
Only now did Ye Zeming miss Datianchao: In Tianchao, men and women would not scream like this when they saw a gun, at most they came up curiously to ask if they were going to make a movie.
“Ladies and gentlemen, I’m sorry, excuse me.” Ye Zeming said politely, but with his hands, he pushed away the crowd and quickly chased after the sniper. The people standing in front of him were pushed back and forth. They fell into the swimming pool.
Crotta had obviously researched the escape route long ago, and the route went very smoothly. He ran straight to the balcony, and then jumped off.Going down, the figure disappeared from Ye Zeming’s vision.
“This bastard…” Ye Zeming cursed in a low voice, quickly followed, and came to the edge of the balcony, but just as he showed his head, there was a slight sound of pulling the trigger, and he immediately leaned back subconsciously, and a bullet wiped His mask flits. Seeing that he missed a single shot, Crota stopped a car with his gun, pulled the driver down, and walked away.
Ye Zeming poked his probe from the balcony and found that the other party had stopped the car and immediately jumped off, and landed on the ground along the plane trees beside the balcony. Looking at Crota who had already driven a certain distance, he said “tsk” in displeasure. With a groan, a motorcycle pulled up behind him, and the owner of the car went to buy tacos.
“Beauty, help me tell your boyfriend to borrow his car.” Without saying a word, Ye Zeming pushed away the girl standing beside the car, got on the motorcycle, put on the helmet, put the ignition on, and put it into gear, like an arrow. rushed out.
“Old Mo, help me locate that guy’s location by satellite, and send it to the contact lens of my left eye.” Ye Zeming said, moving deftly between the traffic and the crowd.
“Sir, next time I suggest you rent a work car from the organization at your work place.” Lao Mo said while operating, “This way, your car model in Tianchao will not be exposed, and it will also facilitate your work.”
“But it feels good to use local materials.” Ye Zeming smiled, leaned down from the car, and rushed over a bend at high speed, shortening the distance for a long time. Then he looked at the pattern reflected in his left eye, and frowned: “Sure enough, the distance is still too far away, I have to find a way to take a shortcut…”
As he spoke, Ye Zeming slammed the car sideways and slid forward. The tires made a sharp friction sound on the ground. Then he stepped on the ground with his left foot to stop the car. He rushed out from the railing, sprinted all the way down the rugged hillside, and fell to the top of a building below through this slope.
“Okay, so we landed in front of him…” Ye Zeming confirmed his position again, and said to himself. Then I started the motorcycle, stopped in place and waited for the opportunity.
“Here we come!” Seeing the red dot on the image mapped by his left eye, Ye Zeming rushed out from the roof, drew a beautiful parabola in mid-air, and fell back to the road below, just stopping at Ke On the side of Rota’s car.
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