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Chapter 328 Killing
Chapter 328 Killing
The concrete floor of the exhibition hall gave Zuo Zhong a good environment to move around. At least he didn't have to worry about stepping on something and making noises. Thanks to a special agent, he cleaned the ground very clean.
He didn't hide and wipe, just strode over. The four sleeping agents continued to snore without any response. The monitoring work was very tiring, and they often couldn't wake up after falling asleep.
Zuo Zhong walked up to the four of them, holding the dagger, and bent down to cover the first person's mouth without hesitation. Before the other person could open his eyes, the dagger pierced his temple.
The heart and the head are the most vulnerable organs of the human body to be fatally injured. If you want to eliminate the enemy silently, the temple becomes the most suitable attack target, which is the weakest part of the skull.
The thickness of the thinnest part of the bone plate is only 1 to 2 mm, and there is the middle cerebral artery underneath. Violent blows can easily cause blood vessels to rupture and cause massive bleeding, causing intracranial hematoma and causing people to fall into a coma.
As for hitting the neck, that's very unprofessional.
The purpose of attacking the neck was to cause massive blood loss and death, but it took time, during which the other party had a chance to give an early warning, and the sound of coughing up blood was enough to wake up the other three agents.
Moreover, the arterial blood pressure in the aorta of the neck is very high. Once it ruptures, the amount of bleeding will be large, and it can even be sprayed several meters high. Zuo Zhong does not want to act with a head of blood, which is unhygienic and easy to expose.
Besides, the secret agent of the Secret Service Headquarters suddenly felt difficult to breathe in his sleep, followed by a sharp pain in his head, and lost consciousness in an instant, and fell into a coma without making a sound.
Zuo Zhong waited for a few seconds to confirm that the opponent was unconscious, then slowly pulled out the dagger, and then twisted the person's neck vigorously, completely destroying the corridor of the human nerve center in the cervical spine.
Even if the gods come down to earth, they can't save him now.
Injury to the cervical spine directly affects the whole body, especially the paralysis of the limbs. Especially this kind of high cervical spine fracture can easily cause respiratory and cardiac arrest. Let alone this era, there will be no cure in the future.
Zuo Zhong helped cover the corpse with a quilt to prevent others from smelling the blood. This knowledge was not given to him by the Secret Service. Thanks to the Discovery Channel and the 24-hour medical advertisements.
One time he was born and two times he was acquainted, and the remaining two people did not waste much of his time. They soon followed in the footsteps of the first spy and died directly in their sleep due to temple and nerve injuries.
It's not a crime, it's cheap for these beasts.
Compared with what they did to Xie Jiuwen and Gu Lan, what Zuo Zhong did was simply kind. If it wasn't for the fact that the first target was Wang Dingzhong, he would be more willing to treat these people well.
There was only the last person left, and this was the one he deliberately left alive. Looking at his young face, he should have just entered the secret service headquarters not long ago, and his body was thin and he didn't look like he had received strict training.
Maybe they came here to be gilded through a relationship.
"It's bad luck for your kid."
Zuo Zhong secretly said something in his heart, his left hand covered the opponent's mouth again, and his right hand put the dagger on his neck. He needed to obtain some information, such as how many spies were here.
"Woooooo."
The little spy was touched by the cold dagger, and immediately opened his eyes. Seeing a black figure squatting in front of him, he was so frightened that he wanted to call for help, but unfortunately his mouth was covered and he couldn't make any sound.
"Shh, shh, shut up if you don't want to die."
Zuo Chong whispered something close to his ear, and then wiped the dagger on the man's neck. The sharp blade immediately scratched the little spy's skin, and the pain made the man calm down immediately.
Not only did he give up calling for help, but he also gave up struggling. The little spy completely forgot what the instructor taught him during the training. The best way to be held hostage is to resist, because the enemy will not leave anyone alive.
Zuo Zhong smiled and nodded: "You did a very good job. As long as you cooperate obediently, I promise not to kill you. If you hear it, just blink. If you dare to play tricks, the three people next to you will be your fate."
The corner of the spy's eyes slanted, and when he saw the three companions covered with quilts, he was so scared that he peed his pants on the spot, and blinked his eyes desperately. After all, the mission was with the secret service headquarters, and his life was his own.
"How many of you are there? Let me tell you, if you're right, just blink." Zuo Chong said in a gentle tone.
The little spy didn't need him to remind him, he blinked cleverly, and even learned to rush to answer.
Zuo Zhong liked this kind of smart people the most, and asked, "Eight? Nine? Ten?"
When he said ten, the little agent began to blink. It seemed that the Secret Service Headquarters had arranged eight surveillance personnel and two bodyguards for close protection, which was already a very high-level protection configuration.
Zuo Zhong thought for a while: "Are you protecting Wang Dingzhong? Where is he?"
The little spy blinked and turned his eyes to the east of the Japanese Pavilion, obviously indicating the direction.
On the east side, it was the area where the Japan Pavilion displayed Japanese living customs. There is a small Japanese room. It is not too difficult to restore the environment, and it is indeed much more comfortable than sleeping on the concrete floor.
Zuo Zhong was silent for a while, and asked amidst the trembling of the little spy: "So the people who live here were all killed by you? Did you kill a lot of beggars these days?"
The little spy nodded subconsciously, and then realized that he wanted to resist. He knew that if the other party asked this question, it meant that he was doomed.
Unfortunately, it was too late, Zuo Chong stabbed his temple with a knife, but instead of looking at the other party, he raised his head and looked ahead, feeling the trembling of the little spy, and everything returned to calm after a few seconds.
Those who kill people will kill them all the time, and they will all kill themselves.
Zuo Zhong let go of his hand, got up and wandered around the first floor, and found a telephone line in the corner, and cut it off without any hassle. This should be a temporary call from the Central Party Headquarters.
After doing this, he walked to the stairs with a calm face. There were four armed spies on the top. It would be difficult for him to kill them all at once. It would be better to wait for the other party upstairs to come to the door by himself.
And the personnel of Wang Dingzhong who can be sent by Xu Enzeng to protect, except for the little spy just now, must be good operators of the Secret Service Headquarters, and they must not have the thought of underestimating the enemy at any time.
Zuo Zhong didn't wait too long, and there was a conversation upstairs, and it was the same two people before.
"Why is there no movement below? It's not time to change shifts. Someday, Lao Qi and the others will sleep like dead pigs. Something is wrong. Do you want to take a look?"
"Damn, what big event can happen? It's possible that the four living people can still be dragged away by the female ghost. If I want to go to you, I have to keep an eye on the movement outside."
Zuo Zhong raised the dagger to his chest with his backhand, slowed down his breathing, and waited for the opponent to come down against the wall. After killing this person, there would be five people left in the opponent's hands. The chances of winning are great.
Just as he was thinking, heavy footsteps sounded on the stairs, and the pace sounded a bit slow. In the absence of much lighting, normal people would use their feet to test the steps of the stairs, and spies were no exception.
When the other party had just walked down the stairs and breathed a sigh of relief, Zuo Zhong emerged from behind the other party, strangled his throat with his left hand, and stabbed the dagger into the back of the man's neck with his right hand.
Instantly cut off his central nervous system.
The opponent lost all his strength in an instant, and was about to fall down as soon as his shoulders loosened. Zuo Zhong grabbed his arm, turned around and put it down gently in the corner, and walked up to the second floor.
The person who got down was silent, and it was impossible to wait for a rabbit, so he had to take the initiative to attack. Zuo Zhong switched the dagger to his left hand, and pulled out the Browning M1911 from his waist with his right hand, and opened the safety.
"Beep, beep."
His footsteps were extremely piercing in the quiet early morning, and the three spies on the second floor didn't pay much attention, thinking that the person who had just descended the stairs had returned, and there was no movement downstairs, which did not mean that something had happened.
Under their close surveillance, how could something happen? It's impossible.
Zuo Zhong quickly rushed up to the second floor, and instantly determined the positions of the people. One stood at the nearest left transom, one stood at the opposite transom, and the last one huddled in the far left corner.
Without any hesitation now, without thinking about it, he slammed the dagger at the spy closest to him, and fired four .45 bullets at the surveillance personnel on the opposite side wall in a standing position with his right hand.
"Bah, bah, bah, bah."
The Secret Service Headquarters agent on the opposite side of the transom was caught off guard, and was hit in the back one after another by 11.43mm .
After firing the four bullets, Zuo Zhong did not pause for a moment, and took advantage of the situation to draw back his right hand and put it close to his chest, while pressing his left hand on the arm of his right arm, he turned his body sideways and fired four consecutive shots at the spy who hit the dagger.
(Easter egg has video)
After shooting, he quickly retreated to the stairs and pressed the release button. The old magazine was put back in his pocket, and he put on the new magazine puller with a calm face. There was only one enemy left on the second floor.
"Ah! Bang bang bang..."
The last person seemed to be terrified, and fired wildly towards the stairs, causing dust to splash on the cement wall. Zuo Zhong held his gun against the wall, silently counting the shots fired by the other party.
He could tell that the other party was also using a Browning 1911. This gun could hold eight bullets with the chamber and magazine.
"Bang bang bang..."
"Click click."
He guessed right. After firing eight rounds, the agent of Secret Service Headquarters discovered that the ammunition was gone. He fumbled for the spare magazine with a frightened expression on his face, trying to fill in a new magazine.
It's a pity that Zuo Zhong wouldn't give the opponent this chance. He exposed half of his body and fired all seven bullets from the magazine to ensure that no one would be left alive.
In less than a minute, all four surveillance personnel were killed. The traitor Wang Lizhong had only two security personnel around him, so he could not escape this time.
Zuo Zhong changed the magazine again, walked down the stairs quickly, groped in the sack on the ground, took out something and held it in his hand, glanced at his watch and walked eastward, his time was running out.
The Central Party Headquarters is less than one kilometer away, and the gunshots can be heard there, and the supporting guards can arrive at the scene within 5 minutes at the fastest, and Zuo Zhong must resolve the battle within 4 minutes.
Easter eggs have sideways shooting videos, but it’s not all sideways, maybe that’s it.
(End of this chapter)
The concrete floor of the exhibition hall gave Zuo Zhong a good environment to move around. At least he didn't have to worry about stepping on something and making noises. Thanks to a special agent, he cleaned the ground very clean.
He didn't hide and wipe, just strode over. The four sleeping agents continued to snore without any response. The monitoring work was very tiring, and they often couldn't wake up after falling asleep.
Zuo Zhong walked up to the four of them, holding the dagger, and bent down to cover the first person's mouth without hesitation. Before the other person could open his eyes, the dagger pierced his temple.
The heart and the head are the most vulnerable organs of the human body to be fatally injured. If you want to eliminate the enemy silently, the temple becomes the most suitable attack target, which is the weakest part of the skull.
The thickness of the thinnest part of the bone plate is only 1 to 2 mm, and there is the middle cerebral artery underneath. Violent blows can easily cause blood vessels to rupture and cause massive bleeding, causing intracranial hematoma and causing people to fall into a coma.
As for hitting the neck, that's very unprofessional.
The purpose of attacking the neck was to cause massive blood loss and death, but it took time, during which the other party had a chance to give an early warning, and the sound of coughing up blood was enough to wake up the other three agents.
Moreover, the arterial blood pressure in the aorta of the neck is very high. Once it ruptures, the amount of bleeding will be large, and it can even be sprayed several meters high. Zuo Zhong does not want to act with a head of blood, which is unhygienic and easy to expose.
Besides, the secret agent of the Secret Service Headquarters suddenly felt difficult to breathe in his sleep, followed by a sharp pain in his head, and lost consciousness in an instant, and fell into a coma without making a sound.
Zuo Zhong waited for a few seconds to confirm that the opponent was unconscious, then slowly pulled out the dagger, and then twisted the person's neck vigorously, completely destroying the corridor of the human nerve center in the cervical spine.
Even if the gods come down to earth, they can't save him now.
Injury to the cervical spine directly affects the whole body, especially the paralysis of the limbs. Especially this kind of high cervical spine fracture can easily cause respiratory and cardiac arrest. Let alone this era, there will be no cure in the future.
Zuo Zhong helped cover the corpse with a quilt to prevent others from smelling the blood. This knowledge was not given to him by the Secret Service. Thanks to the Discovery Channel and the 24-hour medical advertisements.
One time he was born and two times he was acquainted, and the remaining two people did not waste much of his time. They soon followed in the footsteps of the first spy and died directly in their sleep due to temple and nerve injuries.
It's not a crime, it's cheap for these beasts.
Compared with what they did to Xie Jiuwen and Gu Lan, what Zuo Zhong did was simply kind. If it wasn't for the fact that the first target was Wang Dingzhong, he would be more willing to treat these people well.
There was only the last person left, and this was the one he deliberately left alive. Looking at his young face, he should have just entered the secret service headquarters not long ago, and his body was thin and he didn't look like he had received strict training.
Maybe they came here to be gilded through a relationship.
"It's bad luck for your kid."
Zuo Zhong secretly said something in his heart, his left hand covered the opponent's mouth again, and his right hand put the dagger on his neck. He needed to obtain some information, such as how many spies were here.
"Woooooo."
The little spy was touched by the cold dagger, and immediately opened his eyes. Seeing a black figure squatting in front of him, he was so frightened that he wanted to call for help, but unfortunately his mouth was covered and he couldn't make any sound.
"Shh, shh, shut up if you don't want to die."
Zuo Chong whispered something close to his ear, and then wiped the dagger on the man's neck. The sharp blade immediately scratched the little spy's skin, and the pain made the man calm down immediately.
Not only did he give up calling for help, but he also gave up struggling. The little spy completely forgot what the instructor taught him during the training. The best way to be held hostage is to resist, because the enemy will not leave anyone alive.
Zuo Zhong smiled and nodded: "You did a very good job. As long as you cooperate obediently, I promise not to kill you. If you hear it, just blink. If you dare to play tricks, the three people next to you will be your fate."
The corner of the spy's eyes slanted, and when he saw the three companions covered with quilts, he was so scared that he peed his pants on the spot, and blinked his eyes desperately. After all, the mission was with the secret service headquarters, and his life was his own.
"How many of you are there? Let me tell you, if you're right, just blink." Zuo Chong said in a gentle tone.
The little spy didn't need him to remind him, he blinked cleverly, and even learned to rush to answer.
Zuo Zhong liked this kind of smart people the most, and asked, "Eight? Nine? Ten?"
When he said ten, the little agent began to blink. It seemed that the Secret Service Headquarters had arranged eight surveillance personnel and two bodyguards for close protection, which was already a very high-level protection configuration.
Zuo Zhong thought for a while: "Are you protecting Wang Dingzhong? Where is he?"
The little spy blinked and turned his eyes to the east of the Japanese Pavilion, obviously indicating the direction.
On the east side, it was the area where the Japan Pavilion displayed Japanese living customs. There is a small Japanese room. It is not too difficult to restore the environment, and it is indeed much more comfortable than sleeping on the concrete floor.
Zuo Zhong was silent for a while, and asked amidst the trembling of the little spy: "So the people who live here were all killed by you? Did you kill a lot of beggars these days?"
The little spy nodded subconsciously, and then realized that he wanted to resist. He knew that if the other party asked this question, it meant that he was doomed.
Unfortunately, it was too late, Zuo Chong stabbed his temple with a knife, but instead of looking at the other party, he raised his head and looked ahead, feeling the trembling of the little spy, and everything returned to calm after a few seconds.
Those who kill people will kill them all the time, and they will all kill themselves.
Zuo Zhong let go of his hand, got up and wandered around the first floor, and found a telephone line in the corner, and cut it off without any hassle. This should be a temporary call from the Central Party Headquarters.
After doing this, he walked to the stairs with a calm face. There were four armed spies on the top. It would be difficult for him to kill them all at once. It would be better to wait for the other party upstairs to come to the door by himself.
And the personnel of Wang Dingzhong who can be sent by Xu Enzeng to protect, except for the little spy just now, must be good operators of the Secret Service Headquarters, and they must not have the thought of underestimating the enemy at any time.
Zuo Zhong didn't wait too long, and there was a conversation upstairs, and it was the same two people before.
"Why is there no movement below? It's not time to change shifts. Someday, Lao Qi and the others will sleep like dead pigs. Something is wrong. Do you want to take a look?"
"Damn, what big event can happen? It's possible that the four living people can still be dragged away by the female ghost. If I want to go to you, I have to keep an eye on the movement outside."
Zuo Zhong raised the dagger to his chest with his backhand, slowed down his breathing, and waited for the opponent to come down against the wall. After killing this person, there would be five people left in the opponent's hands. The chances of winning are great.
Just as he was thinking, heavy footsteps sounded on the stairs, and the pace sounded a bit slow. In the absence of much lighting, normal people would use their feet to test the steps of the stairs, and spies were no exception.
When the other party had just walked down the stairs and breathed a sigh of relief, Zuo Zhong emerged from behind the other party, strangled his throat with his left hand, and stabbed the dagger into the back of the man's neck with his right hand.
Instantly cut off his central nervous system.
The opponent lost all his strength in an instant, and was about to fall down as soon as his shoulders loosened. Zuo Zhong grabbed his arm, turned around and put it down gently in the corner, and walked up to the second floor.
The person who got down was silent, and it was impossible to wait for a rabbit, so he had to take the initiative to attack. Zuo Zhong switched the dagger to his left hand, and pulled out the Browning M1911 from his waist with his right hand, and opened the safety.
"Beep, beep."
His footsteps were extremely piercing in the quiet early morning, and the three spies on the second floor didn't pay much attention, thinking that the person who had just descended the stairs had returned, and there was no movement downstairs, which did not mean that something had happened.
Under their close surveillance, how could something happen? It's impossible.
Zuo Zhong quickly rushed up to the second floor, and instantly determined the positions of the people. One stood at the nearest left transom, one stood at the opposite transom, and the last one huddled in the far left corner.
Without any hesitation now, without thinking about it, he slammed the dagger at the spy closest to him, and fired four .45 bullets at the surveillance personnel on the opposite side wall in a standing position with his right hand.
"Bah, bah, bah, bah."
The Secret Service Headquarters agent on the opposite side of the transom was caught off guard, and was hit in the back one after another by 11.43mm .
After firing the four bullets, Zuo Zhong did not pause for a moment, and took advantage of the situation to draw back his right hand and put it close to his chest, while pressing his left hand on the arm of his right arm, he turned his body sideways and fired four consecutive shots at the spy who hit the dagger.
(Easter egg has video)
After shooting, he quickly retreated to the stairs and pressed the release button. The old magazine was put back in his pocket, and he put on the new magazine puller with a calm face. There was only one enemy left on the second floor.
"Ah! Bang bang bang..."
The last person seemed to be terrified, and fired wildly towards the stairs, causing dust to splash on the cement wall. Zuo Zhong held his gun against the wall, silently counting the shots fired by the other party.
He could tell that the other party was also using a Browning 1911. This gun could hold eight bullets with the chamber and magazine.
"Bang bang bang..."
"Click click."
He guessed right. After firing eight rounds, the agent of Secret Service Headquarters discovered that the ammunition was gone. He fumbled for the spare magazine with a frightened expression on his face, trying to fill in a new magazine.
It's a pity that Zuo Zhong wouldn't give the opponent this chance. He exposed half of his body and fired all seven bullets from the magazine to ensure that no one would be left alive.
In less than a minute, all four surveillance personnel were killed. The traitor Wang Lizhong had only two security personnel around him, so he could not escape this time.
Zuo Zhong changed the magazine again, walked down the stairs quickly, groped in the sack on the ground, took out something and held it in his hand, glanced at his watch and walked eastward, his time was running out.
The Central Party Headquarters is less than one kilometer away, and the gunshots can be heard there, and the supporting guards can arrive at the scene within 5 minutes at the fastest, and Zuo Zhong must resolve the battle within 4 minutes.
Easter eggs have sideways shooting videos, but it’s not all sideways, maybe that’s it.
(End of this chapter)
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