Alien Arms Empire

Chapter 1886 1887 Two Prey

A foot wearing a black combat boot kicked away Sophia's blood-stained pistol. The pistol drew a dazzling blood mark on the concrete floor, and finally hit the stone steps on the roadside, making a dull metal collision. Voice.

Sofia couldn't tell if the pistol had been picked up, because her view was completely obscured by the many feet.

Immediately afterwards, the other hand roughly grabbed Sophia's injured wrist, twisted it hard, and took away the detonator she was holding tightly. Sofia felt a sharp pain coming from her shoulder, as if the bones had been crushed.

The shoulder of her arm was hit by a bullet. Because she had been swinging for a critical strike before being hit, the sniper who fired the shot did not choose to hit her arm, but aimed at her shoulder.

She never thought that she would be touched by so many men, roughly and without mercy. The feeling made her sick and made her feel more humiliated than she had ever felt before. The plan and carefully planned actions that she was proud of ended up in such a mess. The cold reality of failure flooded her like a tide, making her feel suffocated.

Severe pain hit him in waves, the bones in his wrists hurt as if they were broken, and there was a burning sensation in his knees. Three bullets accurately hit her vitals, causing her to lose the ability to move instantly. These well-trained snipers performed their tasks perfectly without any deviation.

She looked down at her **** wrist. The bone fragments were clearly visible, and her palm hung weakly, as if it would fall off at any time. The bullet accurately disarmed her and completely disabled her right hand holding the pistol.

At this moment, she no longer had the calmness and elegance of the past, only embarrassment remained. The red skirt had become dirty and messy, and her red hair was pinned to the ground like a weed.

The roar of the explosion did not come as expected, and the expected fire did not appear. She didn't understand why electromagnetic interference was so effective that it completely covered her location. In her past understanding, such a powerful electromagnetic interference device was so large that it could only be accommodated in a space as huge as an airplane.

How the other party got the jamming equipment over so quickly, she simply couldn't imagine. Perhaps only after seeing the latest electromagnetic interference device, which was not much bigger than a mobile phone, could she understand how terrifying the Tang Empire's most advanced science and technology was.

"Hold her down! Check carefully! See if there are any other weapons on her!" A rough voice sounded in her ears, with an unmistakable commanding tone.

A guard held her shoulders firmly, preventing her from moving. The other guards began to search her body, and their rough movements made her feel even more humiliated. At this moment, she was covered in blood and in a miserable state, and she had long lost her former charm and **** appeal.

These agents of the Imperial Security Bureau have no mercy at all. They just want to complete the mission as soon as possible and ensure that no danger is missed. The scene was chaotic, there was blood everywhere, and someone had already started dialing the phone to call an ambulance.

If it weren't for the order from their superiors to capture Sophia alive, these snipers would never have chosen such a troublesome method. They are more accustomed to one shot to the head and finishing off the target cleanly. However, the superiors needed to get more information from Sophia, so they had to choose this relatively mild method.

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One kilometer away from the viewing platform, a secluded alley was shrouded in night, with dim street lights powerlessly dispelling the darkness. A man wearing a gray trench coat walked quickly, the hem of his coat rustling in the wind. His steps were hurried and his breathing was rapid, as if there was a beast chasing behind him. The alley is deep and narrow, and the towering brick walls on both sides block the moonlight, adding a touch of gloom.

As soon as he stepped into the alley, he noticed a burly man in black standing at the end of the alley. The man in black was motionless, standing in the darkness like a sculpture, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression. The man's heart tightened and he hesitated slightly, but he quickly adjusted his breathing and continued to move forward pretending to be calm.

He tried hard to control his expression so as not to reveal the fear in his heart. He looked around with feigned nonchalance, trying to find a possible escape route. However, the structure of the alley is simple, with the end visible at a glance and no hiding place at all. Halfway through the alley, he was keenly aware of a figure appearing at the entrance of the alley behind him. The opponent was equally tall and as strong as a bull, blocking his retreat. He was caught between two men in black, in a dilemma, like prey in a trap.

"This is Chang'an! Friend! Robbery? This is not a good idea." The man said calmly, trying to delay time and look for opportunities. His voice trembled slightly, betraying his inner nervousness.

He tried to be as relaxed as possible and put his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker, but sweat was already forming on his palms. There is a sniper rifle hidden in the windbreaker and a pistol in the pocket. This is his last resort and the source of his nervousness. Assassinating the emperor was not an easy task. He thought he had a well-planned and concealed action, but he didn't expect that he was still being targeted.

At this moment, he could only try his best to pretend that he was harmless and let the other party think that he was an ordinary tourist, so that he might still have a chance to escape. Unfortunately, the other party had no intention of giving him any chance.

"If I were you, I wouldn't touch the pistol in my arms!" The strong man blocking the way said coldly, revealing his thoughts in one sentence. He approached step by step, his strong body casting a huge shadow, as if it wanted to swallow him.

At the same time, another man standing at the alley began to step forward and said in a cold tone: "That sniper rifle will delay your reaction speed and is very dangerous. I advise you to throw it away."

The man knows that he has been exposed, and no matter how much he pretends, it will not help. He became so angry that he threw away the sniper rifle hidden in his windbreaker, and at the same time took out a pistol from his pocket, preparing for a desperate fight.

However, the moment the gunshot rang out, he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder. The sniper on the roof had already aimed at him and shot him in the shoulder. He screamed and the pistol in his hand fell to the ground.

He clutched his bleeding shoulder and fell to his knees in pain. He looked up at the two men in black approaching, his eyes filled with despair.

The agent who rushed to him first kicked away the pistol on the ground, then kicked him **** the knee and shouted: "Resist?"

The agent behind him also rushed up, kicked him in the chest, knocked him to the ground, and sneered: "Seeking death!"

The man let out a muffled groan, curled up into a ball, and completely lost his ability to resist.

"The target is under control!" The agent of the Imperial Security Bureau reported coldly while standing next to the huddled prey, pressing the communicator hanging on his ear.

"Take him where he should go!" An order came from the communicator.

In the operation headquarters, Leo put down the communication device and looked at the assistant beside him: "It seems that they have no new tricks. Inform all the operation teams... to close the Internet cafes!"