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Chapter 1575: The Fall of London (Third update, please subscribe)

The Earth is becoming a global village!
I don't know when this sentence started to become popular in countries around the world. Perhaps it was after jet airliners were put into use, low-cost aviation allowed people to travel around the world at will.

Of course, you also need a passport, a passport that allows visa-free travel between countries.

For SEA people, this is not a problem. In the past few years, their passports have already achieved visa-free entry to many countries.

Coupled with relatively generous personal income, more and more young people like to go out and see the world.

Whether in Europe, North America or other parts of the world, you can always see these young backpackers from SEA.

It was a nice day, with clear skies and a blue sky, and the sun was already setting. Lin Zhipeng had been sitting in those wooden chairs for quite a while.

Now he wants to walk around and move around a bit. After all, as a backpacker, he always needs to walk around.

There were not many cars on the street, and few pedestrians on the sidewalks. I thought it would be rush hour. The streets in London were different from those in Chang'an. The streets here were obviously not designed for cars, and they would be very crowded during rush hour.

His first impression of London was that it was nice to walk around the city. So, he followed the habit he developed in the Marine Corps and walked forward at a brisk pace as usual, but the book clip bumped against his legs, slowing down his pace unconsciously.

When he got to a place not far from the intersection and saw that there were no passing vehicles, he wanted to cross the street as soon as possible. He instinctively looked to the left, to the right, and to the left again - he had been doing this since he was a child - and then, he stepped over the curbstone... A red two-decker bus whizzed by, less than a meter away from him, and almost hit him directly.

"I'm sorry, officer."

Lin Zhipeng turned around and saw that it was a police officer.

"If I were you, I would cross the street according to the traffic lights and pay attention to the color of the road signs. I would decide whether to look to the right or left based on the color. We don't want to see too many tourists getting into traffic accidents."

"How did you know I was here for tourism?"

Now the police can tell just by listening to Lin Zhipeng’s accent.

The policeman smiled and said patiently:

"Sir, because you crossed the street the wrong way just now, and you are dressed like a Nanyang. Please be careful, sir. Goodbye."

The policeman nodded friendly and left.

Lin Zhipeng stood there in a daze, wondering how anyone could tell he was from Southeast Asia from his brand new clothes?
Every failure is a learning experience. He walked to the intersection, and he stood carefully within the white line, waiting for the red light to turn green.

He remembered that he would have to drive carefully when he rented a car in the future. There are only a few places in the world that still drive on the left, and the UK is one of them. For Lin Zhipeng, who is used to driving on the right in SEA, it takes a few days to adapt, even walking.

This was his first time in the UK. As a Marine officer, Lin Zhipeng was very good at observation and could often draw many conclusions based on what he saw at a glance.

The police can tell that I am from SEA?

Another thing he should have expected was the abundance of Rolls-Royce cars on the street. He had never seen many cars of this brand in his life in China. But here, although the streets were not full of these luxury cars, there were certainly quite a few.

He walked along the street while admiring London, and soon found that he was lost. Lin Zhipeng stopped and recalled the city map he had seen before leaving the hotel. Although he could not remember the street names, he had a photographic memory for the map.

Soon, I found where I was.

"It's not far from the palace, so we can go there for a visit, but won't there be too many people?"

Today is Saturday, not a workday.

Lin Zhipeng doesn't like crowds, so he deliberately missed the tourist season to come to the UK, but there will definitely be a lot of tourists near the royal palace today. After all, the children don't have to go to school today and the adults don't have to go to work.

When Lin Zhipeng made up his mind to go to the palace, he saw a Volkswagen van driving towards the palace. A brake screeching sound came from the left.

boom!
The explosion was only a few dozen meters away from him.

The loud explosion startled Lin Zhipeng.

Grenade?
A thought flashed through his mind. He felt the whistling of shrapnel through the air, and then, amid the cries, he heard the rattle of automatic weapons fire.

“It’s an AK47!”

He turned around and saw the van parked on the street. A man holding a Soviet-made AK47 assault rifle was standing next to the right fender of the van and firing into the car, while another person ran towards the back of the car.

"Lie down!"

Lin Zhipeng grabbed the woman next to him by the shoulders and pushed her to the ground. At the same time, he grabbed a man and dragged him to the ground. At this time, more than a dozen cars were blocking the road in a mess, which protected him from bullets.

On the other side, a guy holding an assault rifle was shooting wildly at the pedestrians in front of the palace.

"Son of a bitch!"

Lin Zhipeng looked up, almost unable to believe what was happening.

"These are fucking terrorists, they're killing people..."

Lin Zhipeng moved slightly to the left and looked around. He saw that all the pedestrians on the street were standing there in a daze, at a loss as to what to do. At the same time, people were constantly being knocked to the ground by bullets.

Fuck!
Lin Zhipeng thought to himself.

Someone is attacking civilians!
At this moment, a few bastards are carrying out a massacre!

what……

The woman who was pinned to the ground by him screamed in fear. She hugged Lin Zhipeng tightly and refused to let go. Lin Zhipeng comforted her:

"Hey, girl, don't be afraid, you'll be safe as long as you lie down here, okay?"

"do not leave Me……"

The woman looked at the man in horror and begged, "Please."

"Don't be afraid, I'm going to help others!"

Lin Zhipeng comforted the woman, then leaned forward and walked forward.

"Son of a bitch!"

Using a parked car as cover, Lin Zhipeng moved a few steps to the left.

He looked from under the engine compartment of the car and saw a man standing on the left rear of a car. The man was holding a submachine gun, standing there motionless, shooting pedestrians with the submachine gun, and the streets were full of screams. Obviously, their purpose was to attack civilians.

It means that their purpose is to carry out a massacre.

"These sons of bitches!"

The terrorist who was closer had his back to Lin Zhipeng, less than ten meters away from him. He held his gun and fired wildly, staring intently at the people who were running away, shooting at them. In between shots, he even threw grenades at the crowd, causing violent explosions, leaving many dead and wounded on the street.

"It's him!"

Lin Zhipeng made the decision without hesitation. He quickly bypassed the car, lowered his head and crouched under the cover of the car, approaching the target, but his eyes were fixed on the target - the back of the terrorist!

Lin Zhipeng was concentrating, hoping that the man would not find him. It would only take a few seconds for him to get behind the man. When he was less than two meters away, he clenched his arms, jumped up, and rushed over.

He caught the man by surprise and threw him down, hitting him right in the vitals. At the moment he knocked him down, Lin Zhipeng even heard the sound of bones colliding, and the man fell forward.

His head hit the ground with a thump, and then he fell to the sidewalk. Lin Zhipeng took a nervous breath, immediately got up, and squatted next to the man. His gun had fallen to the ground, and Lin Zhipeng grabbed it.

This is an AK47 assault rifle. He is not unfamiliar with this weapon. After all, the Marine Corps has training in using enemy weapons.

After picking up the rifle, Lin Zhipeng held the gun carefully, looked down at the man, and shot him in the butt.

After killing the guy with one shot, Lin Zhipeng moved to the right rear of a car with his gun, crouched quietly, and looked around. Another terrorist had hung a submachine gun on his chest and was throwing a grenade accurately at the crowd.

Lin Zhipeng did not hesitate and pointed his rifle directly at his chest. The terrorist seemed to sense the danger and turned his head first, then quickly turned around. When he saw Lin Zhipeng, he wanted to raise his gun.

Gunfire rang out.

Lin Zhipeng pulled the trigger. Sitting in the back seat of the AK47, he saw his shot hit the terrorist's chest. The 7.62mm bullet hit the man like a heavy punch, causing him to stagger back and then fall backward. When he fell, he was holding a grenade in his left hand.

Lin Zhipeng lowered his gun and fired again. The second shot hit the man's neck, the bullet entered the neck and exited the head, smashing the man's head into a bloody mess, and then he fell straight on the sidewalk.

Lin Zhipeng kept his gun pointed at the man's chest until he saw that his head had been smashed. Then he aimed at the other terrorist, pulled the trigger, and fired quickly. Two bullets accurately hit the man's chest.

"There are three left!"

The nervousness came and went quickly. When he calmed down, Lin Zhipeng stared at the terrorist and pulled the trigger again.

Another neat shot!

His shots missed. The terrorists noticed him and pointed their guns at him. The car where he was hiding was riddled with bullet holes. The civilians who were attacked by the terrorists finally had a chance to escape. People screamed and ran away. Only a few brave people took pictures of everything in front of them with cameras.

Some people were running away, and some were rushing over. A BBC crew was filming a documentary nearby. They rushed over almost as soon as the gunshots were heard. Coincidentally, they captured this terrorist attack and of course, how one man single-handedly wiped out these terrorists.

Lin Zhipeng, who was suppressed by fire, had no idea that the TV camera was pointed at him.

He was not panicking at the moment. As a Marine, the training he had received enabled him to face everything calmly.

Suddenly, the intensive suppressive fire paused as the terrorists changed magazines.

"It's now!"

With half of his body exposed, he did not hesitate. He raised his rifle and pointed it at the terrorists, firing bursts of shots. The terrorist who was changing magazines was knocked down before he could even react. Then Lin Zhipeng, who was shooting in a crouching position, immediately adjusted the direction of his shooting and shot at another terrorist.

He hit the opponent accurately again, and at this time the last terrorist had changed the magazine and fired at him. Although the bullets were whizzing, Lin Zhipeng still aimed and shot. When he saw the bullets hit the opponent and one of the bullets blew off the terrorist's head, he fell down, and the blood dyed his white T-shirt red.

Lin Zhipeng, who was shot in the body, leaned against the car body, gasping for breath with his mouth wide open. The strength that had supported him just now seemed to have disappeared. After being shot, his body became weak and on the verge of collapse.

"Damn it, so unlucky..."

Lin Zhipeng was panting as he looked at the gun. He had run out of bullets, but fortunately, he had dealt with all six terrorists.

Okay, it's over.

At this moment, he saw that the terrorist who had been knocked unconscious to the ground had woken up. He was shot in the buttocks and was struggling to find something.

Looking at the terrorist so close at hand, he saw that he actually took out a grenade, and he saw the murderous intent bursting out of the terrorist's dark face and white eyes.

Looking at the grenade in the guy's hand, the seriously injured Lin Zhipeng's breathing became rapid. He moved a little, but he felt a burst of severe pain in his wound.

"Damn it... Am I going to die here?"

He saw that not far away there were several women hiding on the roadside, holding their children in their arms, screaming and crying in fear, but not daring to move.

The injured terrorist also saw them. The terrorist who was shot in the buttocks looked at those people. He struggled a little, as if he wanted to throw a grenade at them.

Looking at the terrified looks of the children and listening to the terrified cries of the women, when the terrorist pulled the safety ring of the grenade and wanted to throw it out, Lin Zhipeng still rushed forward without hesitation despite being seriously injured.

He stuffed the grenade into the terrorist's chest and pressed him down hard...

(End of this chapter)