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Chapter 3657 Post Office Building

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    "Pass my order and let Yuyan and his people prepare. But do not take action before the identity of the target is confirmed." Maklovsky finally decided, "Even if the target escapes this disaster,  He must not be put on guard."

    While Marklovsky and members of the secret society were fully analyzing the audio data provided by Swift, they were trying to use this to locate Aladdin.  They never thought they would be attacked.

    Two secret society militants who were on guard duty in the north area of ??the building were suddenly attacked.

    Two people are patrolling nearby.  Suddenly a strong arm stretched out from behind and grabbed one of them by the throat.

    Before the militant next to him had time to be surprised, a dagger had penetrated his left chest and slid along the ribs toward the side.

    Lin Rui¡¯s clean knife killed the militant in a few seconds.

    It was then that he loosened his grip slightly, and the other secret society militant he was holding on to put the dagger in his hand on the opponent's carotid artery.

    "Where is Marklovsky?" Lin Rui said calmly.

    The secret society militant ignored him at all and stretched out his hand to get the weapon.  But when he reached halfway, Lin Rui hugged his neck and slammed him to the ground.

    Lin Rui didn't give him a second chance to speak, and kicked him hard on the neck.

    With the crisp sound of bones breaking, the secret society militant¡¯s neck twisted horribly.

    "It should just be two patrols. Let's keep moving forward. The Russians follow me, Crazy Horse takes the people over there, and you stay here to guard the sausage." Lin Rui gestured and continued to lead the team in the building that was undergoing comprehensive reconstruction.  A search was conducted inside the building.

    At this time, Marklovsky was still waiting in a room for the technical staff¡¯s analysis results.

    "Hurry up, can you hurry up?" Marklovsky paced back and forth, "The target may leave at any time."

    ¡°We are doing our best,¡± the technician replied.

    When Maklovsky was about to continue speaking and urging, an armed member of the secret society who was originally responsible for security duties suddenly ran in from outside.

    The armed member of the secret society leaned into Marklovsky¡¯s ear and whispered, ¡°There may be something going on outside, and two of our team members suddenly lost contact.¡±

    "When did it happen?" Marklovsky's expression changed slightly.

    "Two minutes ago, their wireless communicator was on, but there was no response." The secret society militant replied.

    "Damn!" Marklovsky immediately turned around, "There's something wrong with this, we have to leave here immediately. Pack our things, let's leave now!"

    While they were talking, something was suddenly thrown outside the door. Then amidst the huge bright light and explosion sound, several secret society militants shouted, "Flash bombs!"

    In fact, what was brought in was not a simple flash bomb, but a US military M84 shock bomb.  This special grenade can produce a powerful flash of 8 million candles and a huge noise of 170 decibels.  Because the visual cells of the human eye have a picture retention effect, which is the so-called film principle.

    It takes at least 5 to 10 seconds to restore vision, and if you don¡¯t wear earmuffs, such a loud noise is enough to knock people out.

    Several secret society militants and technicians who were concentrating on comparing data were unprepared and were shocked to death by this.

    But Marklovsky¡¯s reaction was far beyond that of others. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw something thrown into the room.  He immediately held his head and rolled to the side.

    After the shock bomb exploded, Lin Rui and others rushed in immediately.  In this kind of house space, the power of the shocking explosion is enough to make people lose their ability to resist.

    So after Lin Rui and others came in, it took almost no effort.  Just raise your gun and shoot at the militants who are writhing in pain on the ground.

    ¡°Click, click, click¡­¡± The sound of short bursts of submachine gun fire and screams came one after another.

    "Check the body and confirm whether the target is inside." Lin Rui held the gun in one hand and pressed the earphone with the other hand and shouted in a low voice.

    "I didn't find anything here." Sergey said loudly.

    "I don't have one here either." Lin Rui frowned slightly and immediately made a gesture to Sergey.  Both men held weapons and walked forward in two directions.

    This kind of building is under comprehensive reconstruction, and all the windows have no glass.  Sergey sprinted to the window, weapon aimed out.

    But he found that there was no one outside. He turned around and whispered to Lin Rui, "What's going on?thing?  Isn't he here?  "

    Lin Rui reached out and touched the window, "What is this?"

    "Blood stains" Sergey whispered.

    "Someone went down from here. There wasn't much blood. He was probably scratched by the broken glass on the window sill when he went down." Lin Rui whispered, "He went to the next floor. Notify Crazy Horse and the others, and ask them to stay in the corridor.  Get your sausages ready. Marklovsky should be on the floor where they are now."

    ¡°This guy runs really fast.¡± Sergey cursed angrily and immediately used the radio to notify other team members.

    "We almost caught him just now. Sausage shot him in the shoulder. He can't run far." Crazy Horse's call came over the radio.  "He's running south."

    Maklovsky is in a very embarrassed state now and has completely lost his former demeanor.  He was shot in the left shoulder and was bleeding profusely.

    There was only one militant from the secret society beside him, and everyone else should have been killed.

    The two of them ran downstairs together.  Marklovsky's face turned pale. He leaned under the corner and looked out, then turned to look at the secret society militant.

    Maklovsky gasped and whispered, "We won't be able to run far if this continues, and they will catch up with us. You retreat first, and I will stay to fend them off for a while."

    "Sir, I should be here to cover you." The secret society militant shouted loudly while holding a submachine gun.

    "Stop talking nonsense, take this pistol and retreat first. Give me the submachine gun, I need more firepower to suppress them." Maklovsky handed his pistol to the secret society militants and changed it for him.  Submachine gun in hand.

    Maklovsky waved his hand vigorously and said, "If you don't leave, there will be no time. I order you to rush out immediately, and I will buy you time to break out here."

    The secret society militant stamped his feet and said, "Okay, I'll meet you outside." He held a pistol and quickly rushed out of the building.

    But just after he rushed out of the building more than 20 meters, there was a sound of sniper gunfire.  The militants of this secret society fell to the ground, blood flowing all over the ground.

    Maklovsky was still leaning against the corner. He turned his head slightly to look at both sides of the building, and cursed in a low voice, "Huh, there is indeed an ambush."

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