"… We lost Team B, negotiation failed . Execute plan II . I repeat, negotiation failed…"
The message, mixed with static noises, came from the radio on the floor .
Xia Shiyu horrifically glanced around, but she couldn’t see anything .
Suddenly, she heard the sound of a window shattering, followed by something heavy dropping onto the ground . Then, the room returned to silence .
The room was dark without any light . This left the already visually-impaired Xia Shiyu in darkness with just moonlight from the window scattering in .
[Negotiation failed . . . does this mean they are going to kill me?]
When she thought about it, the hopelessness inside her grew deeper . Her originally clean jeans were now covered in dust as she feebly jerked on the ground .
The rope was like a python that restrained her tightly to the corner of the wall . No matter how hard she tried to break free, she could not move a single inch .
"Jiang Chen…" A weak whimpering came out from her tape-covered mouth as Xia Shiyu closed her eyes .
Would he just appear like that night and rescue her from her despair?
Although there was a slim chance of it happening—and perhaps she may have her throat slit the next second and fall on the cold floor—she was still hoping for it to happen .
"Target executed . "
An indifferent voice, mixed along with a mist of breath, came out of Ayesha's lips .
Under the crosshair was a female body . The blonde hair was scattered on the ground with blood . The 12 . 76 mm bullet had pierced through her skull and the CIB agent had died under her sniping .
"Did I make it…?"
Her chest pumped furiously . The moment she received the coordinate from Jiang Chen, she floored the gas pedal and raced here . When she got off the car, using the fastest speed possible, she rushed to the highest point of a yet-to-be-completed building before lying on her current sniping position .
It was a race with the Grim Reaper .
If nothing else happened, the moment that the coordinate was sent over from Jiang Chen, the battle over there would have already started . Although he would definitely use a signal jammer to interfere with the enemy’s communication, without any contact for an extensive period of time, the enemy commander would become suspicious .
Fortunately, the location where they kept the hostage was not too far from the abandoned clothing factory . She made it there before the enemy found out what was truly happening .
Ayesha moved the crosshair and observed Xia Shiyu’s status .
The hostage appeared to be in a stable state… Without any reaction to gunshots, she must have her vision obstructed . It was better this way, for if the hostage were to scream because of the scene, it would make the situation worse .
[Is she the other wife of my husband? She looks pretty . ]
While Ayesha was thinking this, she opened the life detection device beside her scope .
The blue waves scanned across the field before a few red dots were quickly marked on the scope .
She moved the crosshair of the Ghost sniper rifle and locked onto a patrol at the gate warming his hands .
"The second one," she murmured as she pulled the trigger .
The bullet shattered the person’s skull with blood and brain matter splashed all over the ground . With the patrol being shot, the enemy finally realized they were under sniper fire, and the two red dots behind the structure quickly moved into the building .
Without any hints of being perturbed, to her, killing was as easy as breathing .
All for Jiang Chen .
"Target exposed . Next should be to control the hostage," Ayesha muttered to herself as she moved the crosshair back to the room where Xia Shiyu was, aiming the crosshair at the door .
Indeed, the red dot moved onto the third floor beside the door .
The enemy didn’t just rush inside . Even if they were to think with their butt, they would know that inside the room was under the killing range of the sniper .
"Smoke grenade? Too bad it's useless on me . " Ayesha ignored the door being slightly opened as she aimed at the concrete wall and pulled the trigger .
"Dammit, its PLA’s sniper, someone betrayed us!" said Mike with a short breath as he tightly clenched onto the loaded pistol .
"We might be surrounded, control the hostage first . " The black man with an assault rifle was calmer as he took out a smoke grenade from his waist .
There was only one place where one can find a sniper in Hua, and it was in the military . Snipers were like rats traversing under the foot of an elephant . If their trails were exposed, their only fate was to be stomped .
Unfortunately, this place wasn't Iraq . There was no aircraft carrier to provide covering fire while they retreated .
Just as the black man was about to throw a smoke grenade inside the room, the concrete wall he was leaning against instantly shattered . A bullet penetrated through the ten-centimeter wall and ripped his head into pieces .
Mike immediately rushed for the stairs . He couldn't care about the hostage anymore . The enemy’s bullets seemed to have eyes growing on them . He only wanted to leave this god-forbidden place!
Mike flipped out of the window and rolled to the back of the abandoned building . With his back against a thick wall, he regained a sense of security: It was normal for a bullet to penetrate through a wall, but it was impossible for it to pass through an entire building .
He glanced at the empty ground twenty meters in the distance and debated for a few moment, but he had no courage to run across .
"Sh*t! What is the dumba*s Miller doing!" he cursed out, but he had no other solutions .
Miller was the sniper responsible for supporting this mission, but there was no movement from him at all . Because he was operating alone, Miller was not in the communication channel with Team C . Only Captain Caitlin could reach him, but she was already dead .
. . .
Ayesha muttered as she put away the sniper rifle and headed downstairs .
Due to the threat of the sniper, the enemy would not return to retrieve the hostage .
She moved along the bunker at high speed as she closed the distance with the target building . Jumping over a wall, she took out the pistol around her waist and moved to the CIB agent hidden behind the building . Her steps were quiet—like a cat—not making any noise .
A terrifying feeling suddenly overwhelmed Mike . The instant he turned his head, his eyes were met with the muzzle of Ayesha’s pistol .
Ignoring the body crumpled on the ground, Ayesha moved to where Xia Shiyu was kept .