If striking at that body part, the strike must be swift and precise. Slicing past the gaps in the spine and slicing the nerves apart, then piercing out from the throat while slicing the trachea into two parts. An assassination like this was filled with gore, but there wasn’t a need to confirm the kill with another stab, once was enough to do the job.
A feeling of imminent danger washed over the mercenary that was staring at the Eastern corner. He turned his head as he seemed to have felt something. When he noticed his colleague on the Western side was still half-squatting, and when he tried to open his mouth to speak with a doubtful expression… Xia Jinyuan approached him from the Southern side. Like a dangerous predator that only aims for the neck, he clamped the guy’s neck at his fastest speed.
Then, with a compelling twist… the four mercenaries on the top floor were eliminated soundlessly by the Chinese soldiers just like that.
Are the Chinese soldiers weak? No, the Chinese soldiers were never weak!
The Elite Platoon members weren’t just special forces soldiers, and they were outstanding special force soldiers that were gathered together as they were all capable of anti-terrorism, decapitation strikes, assassination, etc. All of which are complicated operations, this Special Forces unit is definitely not lacking when compared to America’s Delta Force.
“The electric generator is down below, and I’m going to cut the wires, put this on, communication use.” Xia Jinyuan’s breathing was rapid and shallow, and he placed the infrared imager in Ye Jian’s hand, then he took out a receiver and an earpiece. The receiver was clipped around her waist, while the earpiece was hooked on her ear, “Z7’s homemade short-range signal base station, it’ll ensure we can communicate normally.”
The Elite Platoon was filled with talented people. Simple wireless communication, low-grade explosives… etcetera, as long as they have simple materials, they’ll be able to establish communications.
Ye Jian ensured the receiver was placed properly. Turning on a channel, her hand pressed on the earpiece as she said something, then Z7’s voice could be heard immediately, “You cooperate with Q King, finish your mission ASAP and get out. Pigeon has already met up with K7. Currently, ST is focusing their efforts on locating K7. Ye Jian, you and Q King must quickly finish your mission and give them support!”
The duo made eye contact, then picked up the submachine guns as they infiltrated from the rooftop.
The wirecutter directly split the main power cord, then the only thing they heard was someone releasing the safety and putting their finger on the trigger. Ye Jian leaped off from the top of the stairs and started closing in on the place with the most concentrated fragrance.
Accurate and precise, fierce and ruthless, without an ounce of pause or fear. Without the help of infrared or night vision goggles, Ye Jian, who judged based on her own intuition and the source of the fragrance, was cooperating with Xia Jinyuan at her fastest speed, heading towards the basement level.
Ye Jian’s combat ability doesn’t lose to an adult male. Even her stamina had the upper hand, but there was still one flaw, her strength still needed to be improved.
If she fights head-on, she’ll win at the start, but she’ll start losing gradually as time goes on.
She, herself, knew that too, that’s why the assassination techniques she chose were the bloodiest yet straightforward ways.
Time was slipping away bit by bit. Xia Jinyuan stared ahead like a guardian deity, and he was waiting for Ye Jian to come out from the basement…
Countless footsteps could be heard from above them, somebody just lifted their feet and kicked at the tightly shut door, he yelled in Persi, what he yelled was: “Open the door, get the hell out…”
Ye Jian didn’t come out, nor did Xia Jinyuan move, he raised his submachine gun and pointed it at the doorway.
“Go!” Ye Jian’s voice came from behind him, clear yet hurried. When she finished speaking, she started running up the wooden staircase, running towards the top floor.
“Retreat, Retreat! Everyone retreat!” Xia Jinyuan, who was bringing up the rear, contacted everyone, including Pigeon, “Where are you guys at? Stat!”
Pigeon supported K7 on one shoulder, and the two of them were hiding in the corner of a bungalow. After reporting their location, he beamed a mouthful of teeth at K7; he chuckled quietly: “Bro, don’t you dare turn into a wimp now, Q King and Ye Jian are coming to help us.”
“If you guys arrive half a day later, my life would’ve been forfeit. Sakra was playing tug-o-war with the government military. Damn, benefiting me, and also benefiting you guys.” K7, who was burning with a high fever, moved his lips that were cracking from dehydration. He said in a frosty voice: “I’ve never even thought of dying here since you guys are here, then we’ll definitely leave together.”
