Chapter 23 Abu Dhabi
  The bullet hit the bodyguard without any accident, killing him on the spot. These bodyguards were highly professional, had clear division of labor, and were well-trained. They were completely unmoved by the death of their companions and just protected their employer and evacuated to a safe area.

However, the attacker obviously did not give up. He saw an off-road vehicle rushing over, not caring whether it would accidentally injure the crowd. In the blink of an eye, four or five onlookers were hit and flew away. The off-road vehicle just stopped. Four attackers wearing face masks immediately rushed down, each armed with an MP7 submachine gun and fired indiscriminately. Several onlookers were killed on the spot, and they fled in panic.

"Fake! These lunatics!"

Seeing this, Sean and the two had to quickly find a bunker, and by the way, they also took two Glock 18 pistols from the bodyguard who was killed.

Glock 18 pistol, full name GLOCK18 pistol, has a standard ammunition load of 17 rounds, a caliber of 9㎜, uses 9x19㎜ Parabellum pistol bullets, a gun length of 186㎜, and can also be adjusted to fully automatic mode with an expanded magazine The maximum ammunition load can reach 31 rounds. It can be called a submachine gun among pistols. It is very popular among bodyguards, military police and other people.

"Simon!"

Sean used the Rolls-Royce Cullinan as a cover, called Simon and threw one of the pistols over, and the latter caught it steadily.

This is a crisis, where danger and opportunity coexist. As long as he can deal with this group of attackers, he will be able to establish a certain intersection with the guy who is obviously distinguished. No matter how bad it is, he can still get an impression, and maybe he will be able to get a lot of money in the future. Where's the order?

Da da da……

The four attackers fired indiscriminately while heading towards the Arab man. Although the group of bodyguards were elite enough, they could only barely protect their employer at this time. They also needed to be on guard against snipers from high places at all times. This was Making their situation even more difficult.

Sean adjusted the pistol to semi-automatic mode, looked for the opportunity, and shot with his head. Simon also cooperated tacitly and easily eliminated the four attackers. But the matter did not end there. Another SUV rushed towards him from a distance, with the top Four guys wearing turbans also came out, holding MP7 submachine guns and shooting wildly at Sean and others, suppressing Sean and the others again.

There are currently only six or seven bodyguards in the group. Due to concerns about snipers at high altitudes and the fierce enemy ground firepower, they are temporarily unable to protect their employer from retreating into the building and are forced to find bunkers on the spot.

"Fake!"

This time the enemy had no intention of stopping, and charged all the way, shooting wildly, and Sean was so angry that he cursed.

There is no other way. Now we have to rely on luck. If we want to hit the tires of a fast-moving vehicle, other than relying on luck, any aiming prediction is nonsense. No one can guarantee that he will hit the target with one shot. This is not allowed in the world. There are such awesome characters.

The King of Soldiers? No, only ordinary troops admire the king of soldiers. There is no such thing as a king of soldiers in special forces. The stronger the special forces, the more they scorn the term king of soldiers. They believe in teamwork more, because after all, individual abilities are limited and they cannot be more powerful. Take care, there is no Rambo in reality!

Seeing that his position was temporarily in the attacker's shooting blind spot, Sean immediately put his head around and fired continuously with his gun. As long as the tire was hit, the high-speed SUV would inevitably overturn. Then it would be simple. As for the sniper from high up, he didn't need it for the time being. Think about it, trust Simon, even if he only has a pistol in his hand.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!

laugh! Bang!
  Ten shots in a row successfully hit one of the tires of the SUV. The vehicle lost control on the spot, slid sideways on the ground with a harsh friction sound, and then rolled over without any surprise and fell to the ground.

A burst of thick smoke rose up, and the vehicle remained motionless for a long time. The attackers inside seemed to have fainted, but Sean did not act rashly. At present, he did not know whether the attackers had any follow-up arrangements or whether the snipers at the height had left. There was no way of knowing, but the group of bodyguards was a little bit ready to make a move, and they were ready to separate two people to go out to check the situation. Sean sat behind Cullinan, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took one out, put it in his mouth and lit it. He took a sip and slowly exhaled it. Seeing that the group of bodyguards seemed to be interested in going out to check the situation, he also Too lazy to remind.

What a joke, if someone is willing to be the scapegoat, why should he stop them with words?

There are many good people in the world, but Sean is not him, because he is not qualified to be a good person!
  Tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk…

Suddenly, there was a sound unique to helicopter flying in the distance. Sean looked up and saw three Black Hawks approaching quickly, with three capital letters printed on the fuselage: AKH!

Seeing this, Sean cursed and cursed: "Fake, these bunch of shit, quick reaction force? It's been almost ten minutes. Are they putting on makeup at home?"

AKH, this is a very young special force. They have been fighting terrorists in the Middle East for a long time, and their performance is still very brilliant, because the Arab tycoons have spent a lot of money to make this force have strong combat effectiveness. Retired officers from DG were invited as military consultants for this unit, and each team of this unit was equipped with a Black Hawk helicopter gunship, a Colt MOD733 5.56mm assault rifle, and level 4 bulletproof clothing. Clothes, the most outrageous thing is that some of these guys are equipped with global positioning systems, so they can call for air support when necessary!

This army can be said to be made of real gold, it is simply inhumane!
  After the three Black Hawks arrived at the scene, three teams of fully armed AKHs landed immediately and quickly took control of the scene. When they saw Sean holding a weapon in his hand, they immediately approached with a gun. Sean was so scared that he quickly threw away the pistol and raised his hands. Shout, "Hey, I'm defending myself!"

However, the other party was not moved at all. One of the team members cautiously stepped forward and motioned for Sean to lie down. Then he took out a high-voltage electric baton and stabbed him unprepared. Sean was shocked instantly. There was a swing.

laugh!
  "Uh uh uh uh uh~"

He rolled his eyes and fainted.

……

"Fake, I must let these bastards compensate me, compensate me severely, you damn dare to stab me with an electric baton!"

Al Zahara Hospital is a private custom-made hospital for the royal family jointly built by the Dubai Royal Family and the UAE Royal Family. It is the only medical institution in the six Gulf countries that has obtained the International Medical and Health Organization’s hospital anti-aging patent. It is the only medical anti-aging hospital approved by the Ministry of Health of the United Arab Emirates. A pharmaceutical institution with R&D and production licenses, it specializes in providing customized health services to royal members and some Vito international VIPs.

Sean and Simon were lying in the double intensive care unit of this hospital, with Sean cursing and complaining.

They have been in the hospital for three days. With the testimony of Gamal Abu Dhabi, a descendant of the Dubai royal family, Dubai officials will naturally not embarrass him.

This matter can be over here, but Sean is not a loser. What a joke, I saved a member of the royal family, but we risked our lives, and then you just stabbed me with an electric baton. Can I bear this?
  So he called Diana, but the other party asked him to stay in the hospital and refused to be discharged. The other party went to the local government to negotiate compensation.

(End of this chapter)

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