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Chapter 3287 Dark Tunnel

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    Lin Rui was walking at the front of the team. His head-mounted night vision device bumped into the tunnel wall from time to time. The scene he saw through the night vision device felt like a constantly shaking TV screen.  Walking in such dark tunnels is a very dangerous job.  No one knows whether they will suddenly encounter a trap.

    What can be seen through the night vision device is only a very blurry scene, and the gas mask on the face cannot be taken off.  Most of the time, they have to rely on their own hands to touch everything in the tunnel, carefully searching for hidden lines and booby traps.

    With great difficulty, they crawled through this narrow area and came to a relatively spacious passage, allowing them to walk upright.  But after walking a few steps, Lin Rui suddenly pressed his hand on the soil in front of him. He felt something strange and quickly tapped the communication earpiece with his hand, "Stop moving forward."

    "What's wrong, boss?" Sergey whispered from behind.

    "There's something wrong." Lin Rui whispered, "There's something wrong with the ground ahead. Move forward slowly." He crawled on his knees and dug up the soil with his hands, then touched down with his hands and whispered, "Flip trap."  .¡±

    This kind of flip trap is a very common trap. It is usually covered with a thin wooden board and has spikes on both sides.  If you step on it, the flaps on both sides will close due to gravity, and the two rows of sharp spikes will bite the sunken calf like a crocodile's mouth.  Even if a person falls into a trap and pulls his foot out afterwards, he will be left with a wounded leg that cannot fight.

    ¡°Damn, it¡¯s indeed an Afghan-style trap. I also have one here.¡± Crazy Horse also found a trap on the left side of Lin Rui.

    "Everyone, be careful. It seems that Mr. Marlboro is not simple." Lin Rui whispered, "I have told you before, don't think he is just a cigarette smuggler. He is a trained and veteran terrorist."

    Some places of this tunnel are narrow, but others are quite wide. As they expected, there is a water source and a ditch in the tunnel.  Lin Rui and others almost stepped in.  As we walked further, there was a little light.  It looked like a light, and the light was obviously dim and flickering slightly, as if the voltage was unstable.

    Lin Rui made a gesture and took off the night vision device, firstly to save the power of the night vision device, and secondly because when using the night vision device in a lighted place, nothing can be seen clearly.  After several team members took off their night vision goggles, they slowly moved forward and discovered a basement that was not very large.  There are multiple bicycles lined up in a row.

    It¡¯s a joke that there are bikes in the basement.  When they got closer, they discovered that this was a place for emergency power generation. The bicycles were modified human-powered generators that generated electricity by pedaling.  These power-generating bicycles are similar to those on the market, with hubs, gears, pedals Of course, in order to generate electricity, they also provide generators, batteries, etc.

    It should be used for emergency power supply in this tunnel in case of emergency. It has no noise and exhaust gas, is safe and concealed, and relies solely on human power by pedaling bicycles to generate electricity.  It's also a good emergency measure.  CIA agent Turner looked at the map in his hand and whispered, "It was not originally here, at least there is no emergency power station on the map. It looks like it was excavated later. Mr. Marlboro's lair should still be there.  Front."

    Lin Rui looked down and nodded, "It shouldn't be too far." He took out the poison gas canister that looked like a black kettle from his side and whispered, "Start from here?"

    Turner nodded, "This thing is very volatile, and the anesthetic gas will fill the tunnel within a few minutes."

    Lin Rui opened the poison gas can. Although it was a poison gas can, it seemed to contain some kind of ointment-like liquid. These liquids seemed to vaporize quickly in the air, and bubbles continued to bubble after falling to the ground.

    ¡°The CIA¡¯s stuff is all a mess, and I don¡¯t know if it works.¡± Sergey shook his head and muttered.

    "We'll know when the time comes." Crazy Horse whispered.

    The further forward, the brighter the light in front, and there are faint figures shaking under the lights on both sides.  There seemed to be a few people talking.

    Lin Rui listened for a while and whispered, "It seems to be Arabic. Crazy Horse, can you hear what they are saying?"

    Crazy Horse leaned forward and listened for a while, shaking his head, "The voice was too soft, I couldn't understand it."

    Turner whispered, "That location should be where Mr. Marlboro is hiding. He will definitely be protected by many armed men."

    "Ready." Lin Rui whispered, "Let's go over and take a look."

    "Don't worry yet, let's wait for the anesthetic to take effect." Turner shook his head.  After waiting for a few more minutes, the voices there gradually disappeared.  Lin Rui bent forward and touched.The submachine gun in his hand also has a silencer.

    Lin Rui made a gesture, and Crazy Horse and Sergey bent down to ambush on the other side. Lin Rui took a step forward and stuck his head out, observed it, and then slowly walked over.  Several armed men were lying on the ground, and they looked like they had fallen into a coma.

    Sergey kicked them and found that they couldn't wake up at all.  "Well, I gotta say at least this time, the Yankee stuff worked."

    Turner walked up from behind him, took the submachine gun, turned it to single-shot mode, and shot each unconscious militant in the head.

    "What are you doing? They all fainted." Sergey frowned.  "Is it fun to shoot someone who can't fight back?"

    "Ensure safety." Turner shook his head and said, "I am not a hero or a soldier, I am an agent, and they are terrorists. There is no need to talk about chivalry with terrorists. Do you still expect me to duel with them face to face?  "

    "He did the right thing. We are now deep into the enemy camp. To be on the safe side, if any of them wake up, it will be very detrimental to our actions." Lin Rui shook his head.  "There is no Mr. Marlboro among these people. Take the time to check and see if there are any agencies or secret doors around. These armed guards will not appear here without reason."

    Sergey turned around and checked around, "Damn it, isn't Mr. Marlboro hiding here?"

    "No way, look at this." Crazy Horse dragged the body of a militant over and tore off his clothes.  "Kevlar body armor is also equipped with bulletproof inserts. This is not standard equipment for terrorists. These terrorists are not afraid of death and are willing to tie bombs and carry out suicide bombing attacks. Under what circumstances do you think they would wear it?  Body armor?¡±

    "Unless they are protecting someone very important." Lin Rui whispered.

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