Chapter 1087: Grenade Opens the Way
One blast from the M4 shotgun blasted open the fire door of the safe passage, and the second single-ended bullet blasted the chest of the guy closest to the door into pieces along with his bulletproof vest.
The military model M4 shotgun provided by the US military in Lin Zheling's hand has two more bullets than ordinary civilian or police models, but it only takes a few seconds to empty all eight bullets.
Throwing away the empty shotgun, the MDX508 short-barreled assault rifle carried on his right shoulder came into his hands.
Jack said he was looking for equipment to borrow from the US military stationed in South Korea. In fact, it still followed the path of JSOC (Joint Special Operations Command). If it were not worried about causing unnecessary misunderstandings, the FBI's original idea was to directly Call Team B to come over and help.
After all, South Korea is still a protectorate of the United States. Although the other party's top officials don't necessarily care much, it is a bit unreasonable to allow terrorists to release nerve agents in Seoul.
Team B, also known as "DEVGRU", is dispatched. JSOC must also take action, and basic support will be in place, but this kind of deployment cannot be hidden from the attention of interested people.
If we are attacked by the north, it is not impossible to say that the United States used special forces to assassinate diplomatic missions or something.
Fortunately, Rossi had full confidence in Jack's fighting ability, and knew that he didn't like people watching behind him when he was doing trouble overseas, so he didn't insist too much.
After all, this "closed disciple" has never let him down, and he is not the type to save face. Whenever Jack thinks there is a need, he will never hesitate to call for reinforcements.
Zhang Mingjun and his dozen or so men were soldiers after all. Although they were caught off guard by the "cluster" shock bomb, the instinct they had developed through training still made them choose to find bunkers in the room at the first opportunity.
A few of those who were slightly affected endured the vomiting sensation caused by dizziness after recovering their eyesight, and quickly used bunkers such as steps and load-bearing columns in the hall to start a counterattack.
No matter how powerful Lin Zheling was, he was only one person and was quickly pushed into the corner of the bar. Fortunately, the bar was made of exquisite materials and had a huge marble base for hiding.
The sound of gunshots was deafening for a while, mixed with the equally harsh sound of the fire alarm, coupled with the water spraying down from the ceiling, the scene was extremely chaotic.
In the midst of this chaos, Jack jumped out of the elevator humming quietly to his heart. It was not that he was deliberately showing off, but that the scene in front of him was so appropriate for the occasion that it was unreasonable not to have some background music.
"The patter of rain outside the window was still there for three days and three nights, just like you, whom I love the most, didn't answer the phone for three days and three nights."
Two shots killed one who was hiding on the load-bearing pillar. The guy at the back slid to the corpse, leaning against the pillar and letting the bullets fly into pieces.
Although there were miscellaneous soldiers on the other side, they had received military training. It was impossible for everyone to make the mistake of emptying the magazine at the same time. Therefore, after being attacked, Jack's choice was to throw grenades directly.
US military standard grenades are divided into offensive and defensive types. The difference lies in the amount of charge and the number of fragments.
Offensive grenades do not have prefabricated fragments. Although they have a larger charge, their effective killing range is smaller to avoid accidental damage to friendly forces when breaking through.
"Hidden!"
Amidst the heart-rending roars from the opposite side, the MK3A2 grenade, which was about the size of a can, landed in the center of the hall, spun around, and exploded a few seconds later.
Because the delegation occupied the entire floor of the building, strictly speaking, the area where they were fighting at this time was actually the lounge leading to the presidential suites on both sides.
The area here is quite large. If you remove the luxuriously decorated partitions, wooden shelves for display, etc., it would be at least two to three hundred square meters.
The sturdy high-rise exterior wall glass withstood the test this time because of the distance. Although several pieces had cracks, at least they did not shatter into pieces like the one that was hit by a submachine gun. , and then hit the ground from a height of more than 100 stories. But the gunmen who were hiding behind the sofa, half-kneeling under the steps, and had no choice but to hide with the help of wooden partitions were miserable.
Although there were no flying fragments, the shock wave caused by the explosion was twice as powerful in a relatively closed room.
The fragile wooden partition was directly exploded, and the spurting wooden thorns pricked the head and face of the gunman hiding behind, who then fell to the ground without saying a word.
The sprinkler system is still working, and water droplets continue to fall, mixed with blood and spreading on the floor, depicting a weird and evil post-modern abstract painting.
“Chirp, chirp, chirp!”
The MDX508 short-barreled assault rifle equipped with a silencer made a slightly strange sound. Lin Zheling took the opportunity to appear from the other side of the bar and killed two people with a short shot. The guy who tried to surround him before.
It is not without reason that "DEVGRU" chooses to use the subsonic .300BLK bullet at close range. In this kind of extremely close indoor combat, stopping effect and gunshot noise are the primary considerations.
Just when Lin Zheling was about to move his position, out of the corner of his eye, he saw another grenade flying out from behind the pillar where Jack was hiding, and he hurriedly shrank back.
This time it was thrown farther, almost by the swimming pool, and next to the landing point was Zhang Mingjun, who looked horrified and only had a Glock in his hand.
"Captain!"
The subordinate who had been guarding him pushed Zhang Mingjun away and flew out, pressing his body firmly on the grenade.
The fire suddenly appeared, and the explosion sounded again. The body of this subordinate suddenly lifted off the ground, and when it fell, a mouthful of dirty blood mixed with internal organs spurted out of his mouth.
"The heavy rain is still falling. Are you afraid? You haven't found a home for so many years."
Jack flashed out from behind the pillar and transformed into a life harvester. The MDX508 gun in his hand Each time a fire flashed, a gunman who tried to shoot him was shot in the vital part.
Throat, head, lower abdomen, lower body, his muzzle seems to always move faster than his opponent for a moment, but it is this crucial moment that determines the outcome of life and death.
With a soft "click" sound, the MDX508 short position was thrown out and hit Zhang Mingjun's calf as he tried to escape backwards.
The latter stumbled and fell to the edge of the swimming pool, sliding two meters away.
In less than a song, more than a dozen of Zhang Mingjun’s men were wiped out. Jack took out most of them by himself, while Lin Zheling didn’t even finish a magazine.
“Don’t come over here!” Zhang Mingjun grabbed the remote control hanging around his neck.
“As long as I press this button, the VX poison installed on the roof will spread, and no life will survive within three kilometers around it.”
The two stopped before meeting. , the panic expression on Zhang Mingjun's face gradually faded, replaced by a crazy and ferocious smile.
(End of this chapter)