death of hope

Chapter 129 "Corporate Warrior" (45) Attack

"Little ones, don't be fooled, these grandsons are just bluffing, trying to scare us into surrender." The pirate leader said solemnly.

However, his little brothers couldn't ignore the name, and whispered anxiously:
"Marcus... Lynch? Sounds... familiar..."

"I've heard this name on the radio. This guy has served in the Federal Marine Corps and won the Federation's highest military achievement medal. Since the establishment of the Federation, no more than ten people have received this honor."

"Yes, this is not a commander's medal, but a medal awarded to the frontline soldiers, each of whom was beaten out of the mountain of corpses and blood, the ruthless of the ruthless..."

"Good guy, this kind of ruthless character is going to be a corporate fighter, and his subordinates are probably not good at it. If this frankly happens, how many of us old brothers can... can't eat and walk around? "

"Don't panic, it's just bluffing, it's 30 seconds, it's been 2 fucking minutes, nothing happened!"

"Ha, but that's all. Another bravado, just like those corrupt border sheriffs who say they want to arrest all the pirates, but they are too lazy to move their legs."

"Wait...do you smell anything?"

"Is this...a fuel leak from the spaceship?"

"Damn it! Put on the helmet and pull off the gas mask!" Pirate leader Jack Sparrow, who had seen the world, quickly realized what was going on, and shouted anxiously: "It's hallucinogenic gas!"

Except for the most elite and most experienced old pirates under his command who put on their helmets in time, everyone else froze in place, or rummaged around in vain,

They are loosely organized, extremely unprofessional, and far less disciplined than those well-known paramilitary pirate groups. In the previous looting, in order to facilitate the search for gold and silver treasures, the heavy helmets and gloves have long been lost. Where did you go.

At this time, the members of the Alpha Special Operations Squad were already in their positions and dispersed to launch attacks from all directions.

Grenadier Lodayev borrowed a miniature laser drill from the doorbreaker. He drilled a two-inch hole in the wall of the ventilation pipe, and used a special volatilization device to convert the concentrated gas liquid into gas.

And through the air circulation system, quickly spread it to the entire casino hall.

The model number of this hallucinogenic poison is a combination of a long series of numbers and letters, which is quite difficult to remember. It has a resounding nickname; "Drunkard".

It was originally one of the secret weapons of the federal agents, but it was later lifted from the special restrictions by the government, and it was widely used in civilian security and anti-terrorism work, and was often used by corporate fighters of major companies in various military operations.

The volatile gas is mixed with a low toxicity hallucinogen ingredient,
It is very special, it cannot be fatal or disabled, but it can be quickly absorbed through the respiratory tract, paralyzing the nervous system of creatures,
The actions of the poisoned person will become sluggish, and the reaction will become sluggish, a bit like the feeling of being drunk, staggering and dazed.

In just half a minute, only five or six of the more than 20 pirates in the hall remained awake. The others had inhaled the gas poison to varying degrees, wobbling like drunkards, unable to stand steadily, let alone Take the gun.

(It's over! It's all over!)

Pirate leader Jack Sparrow beat his chest and feet, hated these unprofessional subordinates, hated his lack of preparation, he knew that the situation was over, and he still planned to make a final fight:
"Pirate boys! Be sober! Stab your thigh with a dagger!"

At this moment, the security gates on the east, south and north were simultaneously opened,
After inhaling a large amount of hallucinogens, the confused pirates shot at the door indiscriminately. The light machine gun shooter slammed the trigger and almost accidentally injured his own people. It was useless for the calm people to persuade them loudly:
"Stupid! Don't shoot! Save ammo!"

"They inhaled a nerve agent! Already unconscious!"

Even if the leader himself speaks, it can't stop the confused pirates from shooting randomly. Someone took out a bazooka and wanted to bombard the door, but hit the ceiling of the casino by accident.
The huge crystal lamp fell down together with the plaster decoration and the magic light belt, and the three people were buried tragically.

The gruff, deep voice of Captain Marcus Lynch, a corporate warrior, comes over the loudspeaker:

"It seems that you have chosen armed resistance. In this case, we will also impose reciprocal sanctions."

The other party obviously knew that there were no hostages in the hall and launched a reckless attack. Jack Sparrow could only watch the team he had worked hard for many years destroyed.

I don't know where the damn grenadier is hiding, but suddenly several high-explosive grenades flew in, killing and wounding many pirates.

In the midst of hallucinations and panic, a gap appeared in the firepower net of the pirates, and a thin, ghostly figure took the opportunity to sneak in from the small east door.
The man was close to the cover of the slot machine, roulette machine, etc., and he was skillful in tactical movements. He used the SMG submachine gun in his hand to shoot continuously in short bursts. The bullets hit the throat, armpits, and kidneys. parts.

"Someone sneaked in! Kill him!"

"where is it?"

"do not know!"

"Damn it! Is that guy a human or a ghost?"

"He's a nimble little guy! See it! Next to the pool table! God help me too! His gun seems to be jammed!"

"Get out of the way! I'll kill him!"

A powerful pirate under Jack Sparrow hunted down the past,

The man was tall, well-built, and not inhaling hallucinogens. He shot at the infiltrator, but was rolled by the infiltrator.

The pirate looked down at his opponent with contempt: "You short winter melon! You little skinny monkey! Are you crazy? How dare you take the initiative to fight me hand-to-hand? You really want to die!"

The pirate laughed wildly and raised the machete to chop down, trying to cut the opponent in two, but because of the slow movement, the opponent's speed was as fast as a civet, and he had moved behind him in an instant.

"Ouch!" The big pirate fell to the ground in severe pain,

His Achilles tendons were severed by the little man's dagger, his heavy body fell to the ground and he couldn't get up again, and his confidence sank to the bottom. He could only hold the machete, his chin pressed against the fluff of the carpet, and crawl in fear to survive.

He felt that the opponent was nearby, so he stretched out the machete and slashed wildly, but in the end, his wrist was caught by the anti-joint technique, and he had to let go of the handle in severe pain.

This mighty space pirate still has the strength to stand up,
He found that the infiltrator was standing in front of him, and through the bulletproof mask of the opponent's helmet, he saw a pair of amber, oriental eyes, long eyelashes, and long black hair with bangs hanging down.

"It turned out to be...a...woman?"

The pirate's astonishment only lasted for a second, and soon turned into anger, trying to grab the infiltrator's slender ankle. His fighting level is not low, and his black belt in jujitsu is comparable to Wang Hongye, who comes from a martial arts family. Genius is far from it.

As a result, the helmet mask was smashed by a gun butt, and the palm of the hand was nailed to the leg of the pool table with a dagger. They could only provoke with unwilling eyes. The pirate was very unwilling to lose to a woman.
Especially a short and thin black-haired oriental woman who seemed harmless to humans and animals.

"Little girl! This is a sneak attack, you don't talk about martial arts! If you have the guts, let me go, let's fight again with real swords and guns!"

Wang Hongye snorted, didn't bother to talk to him at all, stepped on his chest with his military boots,
Calmly repair the jammed submachine gun, replace the magazine, and then fire a 9MM bullet, right between the eyebrows, giving the pirate a painless death.

(End of this chapter)