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Chapter 3700 Dungeon Prisoner

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    "No matter, I'll go in first. You guys follow from behind." Sergey whispered.

    "Don't be reckless, we have enough time. Go in slowly and don't attract the enemy's attention." Lin Rui patted him on the shoulder.

    Sergei opened the door and climbed into the tunnel, weapon in hand.  This time, they didn't prepare night vision goggles.

    After entering the tunnel, you can only rely on your eyes and keen hearing to perceive the situation inside.

    It was very dark inside the cave, and there was a slight sound of running water in the distance. It should be that there was still some water flowing in the original culvert.

    The tactical flashlight fixed on the firearm emits a stream of light and moves forward in a swaying manner.

    "Damn it, just in case these terrorists are on guard. We are just moving targets." Crazy Horse whispered.

    "They should not be here. This should be the closest location to the culvert, so it will be relatively humid. No one would want to live in such a humid place.

    They should be further away, so there is no corresponding lighting equipment here.  ¡± Sausage turned sideways and put his ear to the wall to listen.

    "What are you listening to?" Sergey asked.

    "Because the cave is relatively closed, even small sounds will travel far. You can hear some movement against the cave wall." Sausage whispered.

    "What did you hear?" Lin Rui asked in a low voice.

    "The noise from the machine shouldn't be too far away. Generator? It should be the sound of a diesel generator. It's impossible for the underground facilities to have no lighting. They are using small diesel generators to generate lighting. It should be at the front left."

    "Let's go over and take a look." Crazy Horse whispered.

    "Wait a minute, we are looking for the imprisoned prisoners. Not breaking into the terrorists' lair." Scarface shook his head.  "Alarming these people will not do us any good. I think we should continue to find where the prisoners are held based on the information provided by the sentry just now."

    "I agree with Scar." Lin Rui thought for a moment and nodded.

    "Then let's go in the other direction." Crazy Horse nodded.

    They walked forward about 50 meters in the tunnel, and found a faint light at a corner.

    Lin Rui immediately leaned against the corner and made a hidden gesture to the person behind him.  The team members quickly followed Lin Rui and leaned against the wall.

    Lin Rui slowly poked his head over. There was light not far ahead, but the light was weak and shaking.  This flickering light should be a candle or an oil lamp.

    But I didn¡¯t see anyone, and there was no special movement.  Lin Rui picked up his weapon, slowed down, lowered his body and walked forward.

    After walking a few steps, Lin Rui heard a slight snore.  He slowly stretched out his hand, pulled out the dagger from his waist, and jumped out in one stride.

    There was a blanket on the ground not far away, with two militants sleeping on it.  Under the dim light of oil lamps in the distance, the two militants were sleeping soundly, and their weapons stood upright on a low table next to them.

    Next to it is a rusty iron fence gate.

    Lin Rui walked over and made a gesture to the brothers behind him.  Crazy Horse and Scarface rushed forward together, each held down an armed man, and stabbed down the dagger in their hands without hesitation.

    The two militants were still sleeping, and they lost their lives in a hazy state.

    "Russian." Lin Rui waved to Sergey.

    Sergey walked up quickly, holding a flashlight in his mouth, quickly opened his tactical bag, and took out the lockpicking tool.

    The lock on the iron gate looks thick and strong, but for a lockpicking expert like Sergey, it is actually the simplest.

    Because the most fearful thing about lock picking is a sophisticated and complex padlock, this kind of thick and large padlock may seem strong, but it can be easily cracked.

    Sergey used only two thin wires and took more than ten seconds to open the lock.

    "Go in and find the target." Lin Rui waved his hand immediately.

    The team members rushed into the cell together. Although the lights were dim, they could still barely see the situation inside the cell.

    There are four cells in total, and each cell holds more than a dozen people.  These people are crowded together.

    The dungeon was filled with mold and the pungent smell of excrement.  Almost all the people inside were in ragged clothes and skinny.  They looked at the O2 team members who rushed in in horror.

    The dirty faces and messy hair and beards of these prisoners made it difficult to accurately identify them.

    ¡°?Looking for a target, he should be a black man about forty years old.  Lin Rui whispered.

    ¡°These guys¡¯ beards look like they are fifty or sixty years old.¡± Sergey shook his head and said, ¡°They smell like they haven¡¯t taken a shower in several years.¡±

    "Use the fingerprint reader." Lin Rui whispered.

    They were equipped with fingerprint readers for this operation, a small instrument that can accurately identify a specific person.

    The team members tested it on black prisoners one by one.  When we reached the third cell, the fingerprint reader lit up on a prisoner.

    "We found the target." Sausage quickly grabbed the black man's wrist, "Follow us!"

    "Who are you? Where are you taking me?!" The black man struggled violently.

    "If you want to live, come with us. Or if you want to stay in this dungeon until it rots and stinks." Lin Rui said solemnly.

    Several team members dragged the target person and quickly retreated along the original path.

    The other prisoners saw the opportunity and ran out in panic.  The members of the o2 team tried their best to stop him, but they couldn't stop him.

    This greatly increased the difficulty of their evacuation and caused greater commotion.

    "The prisoner escaped!" A terrorist in the tunnel discovered the situation and immediately fired a warning shot.

    "Damn it!" Lin Rui cursed and lowered his voice, "Don't stop, continue to evacuate with the target. Crazy Horse, please come with me and stay to block the enemy's cover for the evacuation."

    "Understood." Crazy Horse said loudly.  They fired at the hurriedly approaching militants while fighting and retreating, finding a corner terrain that was favorable to them.

    Sausage ran back from the front quickly, "Boss, I'll stay too. Give me three minutes and I can stop them."

    "You'd better hurry up! There are more and more of them." Lin Rui whispered while shooting.

    "I have a way to stop them. This tunnel is not very strong. A simple directional blast can collapse the top of the tunnel and block them behind.

    If they still want to chase us, they have to go around to the ground from other exits to pursue us.  This will delay them for at least 5 minutes.  "Sausage placed a self-adhesive plastic bomb on the top of the tunnel and quickly set it to remote-controlled detonation mode.

    After finishing, he shouted loudly to Lin Rui and Scarface, "Let's go, let's go!!!"

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