Eight Hundred and Eighty-Two: If I Hit It, I Lose

Seeing that the car behind was about to catch up, the driver agent couldn't control so much, he suddenly braked smoothly, then quickly opened the rear door, and pulled Lin Chuxue out directly. This was the last life-saving plan for the present Straw, he has no choice.

After Lin Chuxue was pulled out, the agent pointed a pistol at his forehead.

The agent knew that his shabby taxi couldn't outrun other people's sports cars, so he had a plan and could only temporarily coerce Lin Chuxue to protect himself.

Before Diesel and Duersen's car approached, the agents pushed Lin Chuxue in front, put a gun on her head, pulled the trigger and shouted: "If you take one step closer, I'll kill her!"

"What are you doing?" The headquarters was in a hurry, and it was instructed that the woman must live.

"I need support. Only in this way can I control the situation, otherwise I will die, they will take away people, and the mission will fail." The agent responded to the headquarters: "How much time do you have left?"

"Come on, then hold on, this woman must not be taken away by them."

"I understand, so I can only do this." The agent whispered, and the trigger of the pistol was pulled, letting the two people on the opposite side know that he was not joking.

Diesel and Duersen didn't come out of the car, they just watched the agent getting nervous and slowly leaning back in the car. This agent hijacked the person very professionally, and used Lin Chuxue's body to block his critical and fatal parts, exposing them The place was not enough to kill him.

"Do you think this guy can survive?" Diesel asked Dursen beside him with a smile.

"Can you kill him? Are you afraid that he will hurt your sister-in-law?" Dursen frowned, afraid that Di Sai would really take risks.

Di Sai smiled: "I guess he treats his sister-in-law like this, Brother Cheng won't keep this person."

The confrontation between the two sides was equivalent to about 10 minutes. The back of the agent was covered in cold sweat, from his forehead to the arms and fingers holding the gun. It was enough to see how nervous he was at this time. He didn't even dare to put his head Afraid of being shot by the opponent, he could only hide behind Lin Chuxue and raise Lin Chuxue's palm to see if the opponent moved. If the other party wanted to shoot at his naked eyes, they would definitely pierce Lin Chuxue's palm, and he was confident that these people would not do that.

At this time, military helicopters and police cars from the headquarters drove over from a distance.

"Withdrawal." Diesel said to Durson.

Dursen nodded, killed the steering wheel, and stepped on the accelerator toward the road ahead. The characteristics of the sports car came out at this time. It would take some time for the helicopter to chase from a long distance. When they catch up with the sports car, it is estimated that The people above are gone.

Seeing the car leave, the agent almost lost his legs.

Police cars rushed here one after another, blocked the road section, and dealt with the corpse and the scene of the explosion just now.

After the agent delivered Lin Chuxue to other officers, the officer said to him, "Thank you!"

Only then did the agent breathe a sigh of relief, and kept swallowing and inhaling wildly. He almost suffocated during the ten minutes of confrontation just now.

After Lin Chuxue was taken away from him by other police officers, the culprit agent who held Lin Chuxue hostage and strangled Lin Chuxue tightly with his arms didn't even notice that he had entered the lens of Chekov's sniper rifle!

Chekov locked him with a sniper rifle from a distance, and the corners of his mouth turned up: "If you want to blame, you are too rough with your hands just now, the team leader is very angry!"

Then, he pulled the trigger.

When many policemen surrounded the scene and were busy counting the crowds, when the agent thought he had brushed shoulders with death and saved his life by his own resourcefulness, when he thought it was relatively safe for all the troops to come, A gunshot broke the tranquility of the night. After the explosion just now, it became the swan song tonight.

When a bullet passed through the agent's head, it became his swan song!

The officer who was still filming the agent to appease him just now did not expect that the head of the agent was pierced right in front of his nose, and the blood splashed all over his face, and he was immediately stunned.

"Sir, climb down, there are snipers." Immediately, the other soldiers pushed the officer away and hid behind the car.

Someone picked up the communicator and said: "Attention the Air Force, there are snipers within a kilometer of our 70-degree direction."

The military helicopter overhead that was going to chase Dursen and Diesel had to turn around and chase after the nearest Chekov.

Both Diesel and Dolson heard the gunshots in the night sky, and Diesel smiled slightly: "Look, I guessed that the agent must die, I guess when he strangled his sister-in-law just now, Brother Cheng's text message had already been sent to Chekov It was there. It took us 20 minutes to get here, and it took us 20 minutes to get here. Ten minutes is enough for his skills. Believe me, these two helicopters may not be able to get here. Catch up with Chekhov, and he'll teach them a lesson in Fast and Furious."

Dursen: "That's all right, he attracted the combat helicopter."

Diesel: "This military helicopter is useless at all. Chekov's direction is to go to the center of the big city of London. They can't shoot and chase there. Don't worry about him. He will leave the helicopter. Let's go, gone back."

And Chekov, who was racing wildly in the car, really enjoyed it. Not far above his head, a helicopter was shining on his car with ultra-long lights, and Chekov made a crazy voice: "Wow! Come on, If you hit me, I lose!"

The soldiers on the plane saw that he was heading towards the city center towards London Bridge, which was not good.

"Stop him, don't let him into the city, or we can't shoot anymore."

A guy with a machine gun in his hand opened the door of the helicopter, aimed his gun at the sports car that was sprinting on the land, and fired wildly without saying a word.

Because it is high altitude and the distance is a bit far, the wind resistance must be very large, the bullet is naturally biased, and the speed must be slightly slowed down, but Chekov can use the ultrasonic feedback early on if the speed is good, so the bullet Before hitting his car body, he was able to swing the steering wheel crazily early to avoid the dense bullets. He saw limestone on the asphalt road chug up near the tire marks where his car went, and many people appeared on the road. bullet holes.

"Hurry up, he's about to enter the city center." A soldier yelled at the fast helicopter guy, a little impatient.

Seeing the bridge lying ahead, the helicopter pilot smiled wryly, "Sit tight!"

He can only fly up to a high place, but under such circumstances, it is even more difficult for bullets to hit the fast-moving Chekov.

After the helicopter passed the bridge, it was considered to have entered the urban area.

But I saw Chekov rushing into a densely populated community with houses densely packed together, and the helicopter lost his trace all at once.

"SH*T!" The soldiers above the helicopter could only swear and kick things inside!