Chapter 748: Who Says Military Advisors Must Be Weak?

Da da da da…

There were gunshots outside the windows, on the streets, and inside every house.

Brooklyn is busier than ever tonight.

A man in pajamas had cold sweat on his forehead, and he was typing on the keyboard with trembling fingers quickly, while a series of data on the computer screen disappeared quickly.

As a scientific researcher, his computer stores many of the organization's latest scientific research results, as well as some major projects being researched. Naturally, these scientific research results cannot be known to Hei Bing. Just a few minutes ago, he was suddenly informed that great turmoil had occurred throughout New York, and that a suspected black soldier organization was exterminating rats on a large scale.

He couldn't believe it when he received the communication, but soon he heard the noise of the communication being forcibly ended, and the sound of gunfire suddenly rang out outside.

Not caring about anything else, he rushed to his study and started the data annihilation program.

The gunshots coming from the streets were getting closer.

He took the time to press the communicator: "Anka, how is the battle going?"

"The team to the west has been annihilated. The enemy is so strong. Our people are not at the same level as the other party. They are advancing towards the center! How long do we have?"

"Three minutes! In just three minutes, I can upload all the data and annihilate it all at the same time!" When the data annihilation program is started, it will automatically upload the data to their organization's encrypted cloud server. Normally speaking, the whole process only requires It takes up to five minutes, and now two minutes have passed.

Anka quickly shouted: "Too slow! We can only hold on for a minute at most! They are coming... If you can survive, tell my parents that I love them..." Boom!

Communication was interrupted.

"Grass!"

The man gritted his teeth, rushed out of the study, went straight to the kitchen, and picked up a bucket of cooking oil.

It's too late. Since there is no way to destroy the data through soft methods, the only option is to interrupt the backup and then destroy it using physical methods. The man stopped the annihilation process, unplugged all the data cables, and quickly disassembled the computer. If he didn't have a screwdriver, he smashed it with his hands. He quickly cleaned out a pile of electronic components, poured cooking oil on the electronic components, and then took out a lighter. , a handful will ignite.

"And the books in the study room..."

The man also wanted to burn all the books in the study, but time waited for no one. Just when he was about to light the lighter again, the door was suddenly violently kicked open.

"Don't move!"

Amidst the flying wood chips on the door, a group of thugs wearing FBI combat uniforms broke into the room.

"Don't shoot! I surrender! I surrender!"

The man shouted quickly.

The black soldiers had no reaction to the man's words of surrender and quickly stepped forward to extinguish the burning flames, but the burned electronic chips could no longer be restored.

One of the black soldiers pressed the headset: "B-α-23 has been eliminated and one person has been captured."

The man was put in a black bag and taken out of the residence.

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There are naturally more than one Rat organizations that have been destroyed. Tonight, the whole of New York looks calm on the surface, but in fact it is turbulent secretly. It is said that many ordinary residents heard more than one gunshot, and the quiet night was so noisy that they thought there was a gang fire happening around them. and.

After Zhu Shijiu led Team Leader Ma and others to leave the factory, he received a report from Fred.

"32 large strongholds in New York were destroyed, 73 medium strongholds were destroyed, and 153 small strongholds were destroyed. It is confirmed that all areas of Manhattan and Queens have been wiped out... Rat strongholds in the Bronx, Brooklyn, and Staten Island cannot be counted. , preliminary estimates indicate that there are at least a hundred previously unexplored hidden strongholds, of which Brooklyn has the largest number of hidden strongholds... When we collected the intelligence and went to investigate, the strongholds were already deserted, and the number of escaped rats was incalculable. Test..."

"Very good, good job, keep counting! Before dawn comes, I want to see the most complete information."

Zhu Shijiu did not change his expression after receiving the report, but even encouraged Fred.

Fred's voice paused, and then he tried to remind: "Master Prophet, judging from the current situation, our rat eradication operation has failed..."

Zhu Shijiu forcefully interrupted Fred's unfinished words, "Don't forget that we have a back-up plan, please execute the order!"

"……yes."

In fact, Fred was originally not optimistic about launching a rat eradication operation before the rat stronghold was fully explored. It was just that Zhu Shijiu insisted on going his own way. Now, although Fred did not think that Zhu Shijiu had a chance to come back and save the situation. A failed battle, but he still kept his mouth shut and obeyed orders.

After finishing the communication, Team Leader Ma looked at Zhu Shijiu like a god. Team Leader Ma originally thought that Zhu Shijiu was just a soldier under Sally Valencia, but now he seems to have a quite high status. .

Team leader Ma shook his head and looked at Zhu Shijiu: "Is it time to go now?"

"No, wait a minute."

At this moment, everyone was looking at a villa in the distance.

A large container truck is driving from a distance. The target of everyone waiting here is this container. The containers are all loaded with rat captives like Cui Hu and others.

Cui Hu on the side was still dubious before seeing the container, but after seeing the container, he was amazed by Zhu Shijiu: "Brother Zhu, your intelligence agent is too strong, right? You can't even do this kind of intelligence." When to get it?”

Zhu Shijiu did not avoid Cui Hu when communicating with Fred, and the way he deceived Cui Hu was to tell Cui Hu that he had planted a traitor in the Black Soldier Organization. Cui Hu, of course, expressed his doubts about this.

Now Cui Hu was convinced.

Zhu Shijiu said: "Don't worry, my information source is absolutely accurate. Wait, follow me to charge and rescue our brothers!"

Everyone roared in the dark, and their morale was full.

Cui Hu admired Zhu Shijiu the most for this. Obviously, everyone didn't know each other before, and Zhu Shijiu was fully capable of escaping New York, but he didn't do so. He still chose to fight against the Black Soldier Organization. If it were Cui Hu himself, he would have fled in the face of the Black Soldier Organization's sweep.

At the door of the villa in the distance, a container truck stopped, and two black soldiers got off the car, walked to the back of the car, and opened the iron door of the container in one breath. Then the captives in the container were driven out of the car one after another like cattle and sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

A group of masked gunmen rushed out of the woods nearby, their submachine guns emitting flames and making a rattling sound. In just a few tens of seconds, the open area at the entrance of the villa became a battlefield with dense bullets.

The black soldiers reacted quickly. Facing the sudden arrival of the enemy, they did not panic at all and directly raised their guns and shot in the direction of the gunmen.

But unfortunately, Zhu Shijiu had already made tactical deployments in advance. The first wave of more than a dozen players who rushed out separated while shooting, and other players in the rear provided fire coverage, while Zhu Shijiu rushed forward directly under the shooting of the black soldiers!

Cui Hu shot forward desperately, and looked at Zhu Shijiu's figure rushing towards the black soldiers in shock: "Fuck!"

Zhu Shijiu's figure turned into a flash of lightning, passing an S-shaped afterimage on the field, and bullets shot at the wall behind him, and no bullet hit his body.

Several black soldiers actually became masters of outlining, which made Cui Hu, who witnessed all this, feel doubtful about his life.

But then something happened that made him doubt his life even more.

Zhu Shijiu rushed to a black soldier. Although the black soldier tried to dodge, Zhu Shijiu still hit the black soldier's chest with one palm, knocking the black soldier into the air, forcing him to do a few somersaults. Zhu Shijiu still rushed forward and grabbed the black soldier's neck when the black soldier was not stable on the ground. With a slight twist, the black soldier's neck tilted, and Zhu Shijiu threw the black soldier's body aside.

Following the same method, the rest of the teammates at the door of the villa provided fire support, while Zhu Shijiu defeated them one by one at close range. In less than five minutes, more than a dozen black soldiers were lying on the ground.

Cui Hu rushed out of the bunker and wanted to shoot the black soldiers on the ground one by one. After all, he only saw Zhu Shijiu breaking the black soldiers' necks. What if there were still some who were not dead?

But just as he was about to do it, Zhu Shijiu had already called the other teammates to get on the car and shouted to him: "Don't waste time! Get on the car!"

"Oh oh." Cui Hu was still a little excited. He had never fought such an easy battle in his life. He fired a few shots in the team and a group of black soldiers fell to the ground.

A team got on the container. The leader Ma was in charge of driving, and the rest of the team got on the container with the prisoners.

The prisoners didn't even take off their hoods. They didn't know what happened. They only knew that there was a lot of gunfire after they got off the car. They squatted on the ground in fear. After the gunfire stopped, they were driven back to the car.

While Cui Hu and others were taking off the hoods of the captives, they asked Zhu Shijiu who was unlocking a captive: "Brother Zhu, didn't you say you were a military advisor? How come you are so powerful?"

Zhu Shijiu replied calmly: "Who said that a military advisor must be weak?"

Cui Hu was speechless, looked at the key in Zhu Shijiu's hand, and awkwardly changed the subject: "Awesome. Eh? Where did you get the key in your hand?"

He thought Zhu Shijiu was using a lock-picking tool to force the lock, but he didn't expect Zhu Shijiu to find the key from somewhere.

Zhu Shijiu said: "The two black soldiers who opened the container have keys on them, and each of them has one. Please help unlock it."

As he said, Zhu Shijiu threw a key to Cui Hu.

Cui Hu hurriedly caught it, dumbfounded: "You mean you took the time to steal the key from them during the fight just now?"

"Is there a problem?"

"No, no problem..." Cui Hu thought that even if he had the ability to kill the black soldiers like Zhu Shijiu, he couldn't think about stealing the key at that moment.

He was almost kneeling down by Zhu Shijiu's series of unhurried operations.

However, what Cui Hu didn't know was that after the truck sped away, the dozen black soldiers lying at the door of the villa who had become "corpses" stood up.

After a black soldier stood up, his head was still tilted. He held his head with both hands and twisted it gently. With a click, his head was reset.