Chapter 373      fbi

Because there was no internal and external attack like the front door, the attackers found that the resistance in the consulate was very resolute and tenacious, and quickly left a few bodies and retreated with the wounded...

It's far less bloody and hot as before, and the streets are full of corpses.

Of course, the most shocking thing is that Qi Tianlin was standing in front of the lit U.S. Consulate's front courtyard with a gun in one hand, with blood all over his body. The beige photography vest turned dark red, not to mention the large amount of blood on his face gathered on his chin and flowed away, and there was only some blood stains left on his face, just like he was fished out from a blood tank!

An Aegis PMC pulled a first aid kit from behind and was about to rush up. Qi Tianlin raised his pistol and shook it: "I'm fine... someone else's!" As soon as he finished speaking, he caught a glimpse of a body at his feet moving...

Both the submachine gun and the pistol were empty. Qi Tianlin almost subconsciously threw the gun in his hand and leaned over and opened it. If he was not dead, as long as he lost the ability to attack, he would generally not be able to re-energize the gun. After all, he saw that some civilian staff in the consulate had come out. It was better not to do things that were too bloody and inhumane. This might make the company lose the contract. The PMCs all understand these principles.

But the body Qi Tianlin broke through was actually holding a grenade that was rarely seen here!

The pre-made grenade made by the Soviet Union! Compared with the common American grenade, this one is more powerful!

Qi Tianlin's first reaction was to hold the other party's hand tightly and press the grenade's safety clip, so that he could not make this thing pop up!

But the militants who were pressed by him were covered in blood, and the abdomen should be penetrated by bullets, and some internal organs were leaking out, and they were still trying hard to pry their fingers apart, trying their best to let go of the grenade to gain freedom!

Qi Tianlin held both hands in the other party's hands, and could only free his feet to kick the other party's body. The seriously injured guy in front of him didn't know whether it was religious hypnosis or passionate brainwashing, and sent an unthinkable force to compete with him. Finally, he opened his mouth and bit Qi Tianlin's back of his hand, biting heavily!

Qi Tianlin, who originally wanted to save his life, was really bitten. The grenade, if you don’t pay attention, will explode himself into something! In a very angry manner, the bitten hand was thrown away, and he grabbed the wounded's belt and wanted to pull him away!

But when he started, he felt a smooth feeling. Qi Tianlin had goose bumps all over his body. He understood that his body was blocking the light. In the dimness and chaotic, he saw something wrong. This should be the intestines that slipped out of the other party's broken abdomen!

But the movement had already been pulled away, so he simply did not stop. He turned his wrist and used his elbow, waving and pulling it backwards. The militant who was suppressing him screamed and there was no movement!

In addition to both hands, he also grabbed the grenade with him tightly!

The others were all beside the building more than ten meters away, looking at his god-like action in a daze. When a few civilians who had just come out of the room saw what he was holding in his hands, their backs suddenly became cold, and then they began to swell upside down, supporting the wall next to them and began to vomit wildly. This sound was contagious. Except for those veterans who had come and go on the battlefield many times, even a few PMCs were retching and covering their mouths and turning their heads!

Qi Tianlin confirmed that the person pressing his knees had died, so he threw away the long belt in his left hand. He carefully reached out and pryed the other party's fingers, took off the grenade, stood up and shouted to his colleague: "Find some glue!"

The Aegis group still needs to be much more experienced. They can understand what's going on at first glance. They didn't feel disgusting before. They laughed loudly. The three of them formed the formation, carefully holding rifles, aiming at Qi Tianlin's corpses on both sides, beware of the corpses of zombies, skillfully hiding their faces beside the rifle body and joking: "Paul... Have you eaten enough for dinner or why?"

In the middle, he took out the tape from himself and looked closer, but he still smacked his tongue: "It turns out... can you kill me if I pull out the intestines like this? So... you are so disgusting!" While saying that, he quickly tear the tape off the tape and wrapped the safety piece tightly.

Qi Tianlin grabbed the grenade that was no longer dangerous twice: "I read it wrong... I thought it was a belt!" He bent and picked up his two empty guns.

This is all standardized. Generally, such corpses are everywhere, and they will have to be exposed for a while. After slowly observing the situation, they will get closer to check. Therefore, the two gunmen on the left and right kept vigilant to cover Qi Tianlin and the tape brother back to the consulate. They first saw the three staff members of the FBI, looking at Qi Tianlin with disbelief.

Qi Tianlin was not until he had difficulty communicating with these non-combatants, and shrugged and placed the grenade on the steps: "He was preparing to detonate this thing. The basic alarm has been lifted. You can go back to sleep and set up a defensive position in shifts..." He wanted to take a shower. This bloody feeling would be very uncomfortable once it was done.

The sound of ambulances could be heard outside, and there seemed to be more vehicles approaching here. I don’t know which tribe is an area armed force, and maybe there is a long-lasting quarrel, so Qi Tianlin wanted to avoid it.

Who knew that one of the three men, who looked 1.9 meters tall, approached him cautiously, reached out to dip the blood on his body, and looked envious: "You... are so brave!" with a full fan appearance.

Qi Tianlin looked around with a gun for no reason, and found that almost everyone present was looking at him like this, even the civilians who were still frivolous and had just vomited looked at him with a look of admiration!

Yes, at such a fierce battle of life and death, if anyone has such a protector like a killer, he will feel a sense of psychological security, especially PMC. As Mosen said, such a teammate is simply dreaming of.

The means are a little cruel, safety is the first priority!

Qi Tianlin was not used to being so much attention, so he quickly walked indoors. Unexpectedly, the number one fan actually came in with him.

The consulate is in a font shape. It is facing the front and the main building for office and meetings. There are several houses behind it. When Qi Tianlin saw that there were five or six contractors in the back door wall were observing the blowout, he went into his own squad's building: "Are you going to take a shower with me like this? I won't do anything." He has been working together these days, and the people at FBI are not as mysterious as the legend. After all, they are all a group of agency staff.

Many of the so-called FBI agents spend their whole lives sitting in front of the desk analyzing information and organizing information, or like the middle-aged man who is a little big-bellied and specialized in asking records, there are not so many romantic and elegant 007.

Many of the tactical operation teams of FBI were transferred from special police or special forces.

This middle-aged FBI may have been frightened by the battle just now. Now I keep talking nonsense to relieve my nervousness: "My name is Tom... I have admired Superman since I was a child. Now I have a life-sized model of Superman at home. I have always fantasized about saving the earth and the United States, so I went to FBI to work hard. As a result, I have been able to record other people's testimony behind the table for decades. I have no special skills except shorthand, because our transcription rules are that in addition to interrogating people, there must be other people present to prove it, so I am idle and someone must record it..."

Qi Tianlin turned around and smiled: "Do you think this is leaking FBI's internal workflow?"

Tom looked really nervous: "I have never experienced a battle scene. Just now, a bullet penetrated the window and flew past my head. If I came over a few centimeters, I would die here..."

Qi Tianlin has experience: "Then you can't die these two days, which means you are lucky!"

Tom really believed it: "Watching you work these days, they believe in you very much. It turns out that after the war really started, you are indeed much better than them!"

Qi Tianlin opened the bathroom door, and Tom actually sat outside the bathroom door and pulled a stool casually and said: "I haven't fired a gun so far. As long as I pick up the gun, I'm very nervous. I almost pissed my pants just now..."

The hot hot water poured on his body. Qi Tianlin could not hear what the middle-aged man outside the shower curtain was talking. He covered his face in the water and took a few deep breaths. It seemed that this could replace the bloody smell and violent anger in his battle just now. The water under his feet gradually faded from the beginning of the crimson red, and the murderous aura seemed to be washed away. Regardless of the swords, guns, explosives, Qi Tianlin could now say that he was numb, but today's touch still made him a little chill. It was an instinctive psychological discomfort. Moreover, he did not feel any hatred for the militant. No matter what the other party's motive was, he still had a common goal with him. But at that time it was simple to live to the death. If he didn't want to be bombed, he had to kill the other party first...

I am getting used to it like murder... I am getting more and more used to it.

I put on a T-shirt and sports trousers, my armpit leather cover on my back, and a shirt on it. Qi Tianlin walked out of the bathroom, otherwise I would have seen that I was clean and without any scars by this FBI. How strange it would be.

While standing in front of the big table in the room, he loaded his pistol with magazines, looking at Tom who was still sitting in the corner of the house, laughed: "I thought you FBI was so mysterious. I have seen a few in Ahanfu. Have you ever contacted my colleagues there?"

Tom seemed to want to talk and shook his head: "I don't know each other. We sent us directly from Washington. I have never been to these disputed areas before. I took the initiative to fight for it this time, otherwise I would have sat in front of my desk all my life."

Qi Tianlin replaced a long magazine for the p90, and took the rag next to him to wipe the blood on the gun: "How many days do you have?"

Tom still shook his head: "It was almost done. I just called to report that we were attacked and things got worse. We must investigate the identities and origins of these people."

Qi Tianlin was also curious and reminded: "There are wounded people behind. Are they going to be interrogated?"

Tom nodded: "It should be..."
Chapter completed!