Chapter 703 Schonberg (Please Vote and Subscribe!!!)

Countdown to 4 minutes.

A faint sound of breathing came from the headphones. Sakaki was holding an umbrella, dressed in black, and carrying an FN57 around his waist. He walked through the deserted green and white passage. The lights on both sides could not penetrate the umbrella, and his face could not be seen. Dark, like a mourner.

The FBI agents are all outside rescuing people, but no one expects it

He's already in.

Densely packed water drops connected into countless threads and slapped on the umbrella surface.

Information Section, Connection Desk, Lounge

Rooms flashed by, and every time Sakaki saw the nameplate above, he would gently open the door and cast a cold gaze inside.

'We don't need a secret police or a secret police. The FBI is evolving in this direction. Their job should have been to deal with criminals, but now they are keen on collecting scandals about celebrities and using them as a basis for blackmail. Their contempt for local law enforcement officials has reached an intolerable level, and what we need is cooperation. ’

This is how a certain president of the United States once described the FBI.

"The FBI's creed is Fidelity, Bravery, and Integrity."

In the countermeasures analysis room, water drops falling from the sky wetted Lecter's carefully trimmed hair and clothes. He looked like a drowned rat, but his aura was still oppressive.

"What else do you have now?"

He said to himself:

"Hmm"

"Loyalty, yes, who is not loyal to money?"

"It seems that you are right to be brave. For money, you will do anything."

"upright."

"Yes, you have lost your integrity."

No one heard what he said.

Will and five FBI elites were standing guard at the door.

Could the explosion be a coincidence at this juncture?

The answer is obvious.

Even though there was chaos outside, Will kept his calm.

under his influence

The five elites all had serious faces and held the handles of their guns tightly.

"There are still 3 minutes and 20 seconds left."

Belmod's voice came from the earphones:

"You have to hurry up, I have seen the lights of the patrol car in the distance, they are coming."

With the help of the scope and the commanding geographical location, it was easier for Belmode to collect intelligence, even if she was lying in the rain now.

shortly after the explosion.

Boston police officers seemed outraged.

They can't stand the feeling of being provoked. As law enforcers, they represent the city's 'justice'.

"receive."

Sakaki responded briefly and sped up.

He didn't have much time to waste on the road.

The only thing that dissatisfied Sakaki was

Although the FN57 pistol he carried had a silencer, it did not have an extended magazine.

The 20 rounds of ammunition are definitely not enough to deal with so many enemies from the FBI.

Fortunately, he didn't plan to kill everyone, otherwise he would have directly used FAMAS to conduct an armed raid.

snap, snap, snap

The sound of wading attracted the attention of Will and others.

They raised their heads, turned to look around the corner, and raised their pistols at the same time.

A dark shadow flashed around the corner. Will and the others narrowed their eyes. After seeing the person clearly, they breathed a sigh of relief.

"Director Jack, aren't you giving instructions outside? Why are you back?"

"I have made arrangements outside. The injured people have been rescued. I can't help much if I continue to stay there."

Jack, who returned early, brought sufficient manpower. He pointed to the 10 agents behind him and said:

"I was afraid that Sakaki would infiltrate the headquarters by other means, so I brought reinforcements with me."

"Very good!"

One of the detectives’ eyes lit up:

"There are so many people, even if Sakaki does come, we are not afraid of him!"

The elites belong to the elites. Fear is human instinct when facing unfathomable enemies.

No one has any confidence.

after all

Sakaki Makoto is not a fool.

There are only two types of people who dare to raid the FBI headquarters:

1: Fool.

2: Boss.

Since the first possibility is ruled out.

Is there any need to think about the result?

"Everyone should be in good spirits!"

Jack began to set up a defensive formation.

Being familiar with the terrain of the headquarters, they immediately locked onto several key crossings. No matter where Sakaki emerged from, he would be exposed to their crossfire!

Firepower coverage is their ability to survive.

"Will, where's Dr. Lecter?"

After explaining the tactics, Jack looked around and asked:

"Why didn't you see him?"

"He's in the room."

Will rubbed his eyebrows, his head aching slightly:

"Should we call him out?"

"Need not."

Jack shook his head and said:

"How can Dr. Lecter compete with the police?"

"He won't fight at first sight. Is it safer to leave him in the strategy analysis room? Hey, what are you doing?"

A man in black broke away from the team and walked toward him, attracting Jack's attention.

Looking at the ID on the other person's chest, he frowned:

"Isobi, why don't you stay at your post as planned?"

"because."

Sakaki smiled and suddenly raised his pistol:

"I'm not your subordinate."

Bang bang!

The FN57 equipped with a silencer makes a very small sound when the bullet comes out of the chamber. Under the cover of the automatic sprinkler, it is inaudible.

Jack and Will had no time to react. The severe pain in their abdomens instantly made them lose their ability to fight.

The two detectives on the side were horrified when they saw this scene and hurriedly raised their pistols, however.

FN57 instantly turned its muzzle and spit out tongues of fire one after another.

Bang bang!

The SS190 bullets easily penetrated the body armor on their chests, and the hovering bullets were like drills, embedded deeply into their sternums.

Plop!

"Thank you so much for sending the others away."

In the angry eyes of Jack and Will, the black muzzle was pressed against their heads.

Either don’t do it or never do it.

This is Sakaki's consistent code of conduct.

When conditions permit, he will definitely perform a last-ditch attack.

Just then

The door to the strategy analysis room suddenly opened.

What appeared in front of Sakaki's eyes was not someone's face, but

A Schoenberg pistol.

Bang!

The bullet missed him, but Sakaki didn't dodge, because the other party didn't aim at him, it was just a deterrent shot.

"Something happened, come back for help!!!"

The burst of gunfire attracted the attention of other agents.

They gathered at the countermeasures analysis room as quickly as possible.

"Can you please let them go?"

The smiling Lecter glanced at the injured Will and said:

"He is not your prey."

Hearing the reason for the admonishment, Sakaki nodded, removed the gun, and pointed it at Lecter

Bang!

Not a word of greeting, not a word of condolences.

When Predator Meets Punisher

It's only life and death.

The moment Sakaki moved his gun, Lecter moved.

He sidled into the room and closed the door.

The bullet penetrated the door frame, leaving a bright bullet hole.

The next second.

The single-sided reflective glass was broken.

The bullet went straight to Sakaki's head!