Standalone Tokyo

Chapter 166 Don’t speak Japanese ()
"Pity……"

Among the people passing by, Chris, who was half-kneeling on the ground and holding a gun as if aiming, sighed, there are masters around that mission target.

Chris had just left the bathroom and attracted the attention of the people passing by. Before the latter realized what was happening and screamed, he rushed forward and squeezed through the crowd.

When Chris saw the mission target dozens of meters away, he knelt down on one knee and fired decisively as soon as he had a shooting field of view.

The whole process only lasted two or three seconds, and was noticed by a bodyguard behind the mission target. At the same time as Chris fired, he flew over and knocked down the former, causing Chris to be very sure of his shot. Failed.

Chris, who failed to seize the great opportunity and completed the task immediately, felt a little regretful, but he was not depressed because the task was not over yet.

Chris, who remained in a half-kneeling position, continued to fire, suppressing the mission target and the dozen or so bodyguards around him. When it was determined that the latter two could not move easily, more gunshots rang out.

There were six other armed police members. They were as heavily armed as Chris and they all ran out from different places. Four of them used assault rifles or light machine guns in their hands to suppress and clean up the airport security personnel.

The remaining two people devoted themselves to shooting at the mission targets. They and Chris cooperated with each other, and the crossfire formed suppressed the dozen Mossad agents to death. From time to time, agents lying on the ground were shot. Injuried.

"I've been shot!"

The Mossad agents felt that although they had more people and were superior in capabilities, the generation gap in weapons and equipment was too great. They only had a submachine gun and a set of lightweight body armor in their hands.

The enemy was equipped with an assault rifle, plus heavy body armor and helmets. In terms of firepower and protection, in just one minute of shooting, the Mossad agents not only killed seven or eight airport passengers, but also not even one enemy. None knocked down.

"Cover me!" Chris yelled, and the armed policeman holding the light machine gun immediately turned their guns and launched suppressive fire at the Mossad agents who were hiding behind the bunker and fighting back with submachine guns.

And just when the mission target stood up and ran outside under protection, Chris knew that the time had come, and he couldn't hesitate any longer.

"Counter suppression, smoke bombs, smoke bombs!"

The remaining agents stood up, opened their suits, blocked the enemy's view, pulled the mission target, and then ran to the VIP passage together, trying to leave the dangerous scene.

The Mossad agents realized that this could not continue. Several of them stood up desperately, bent over and used the airport's pillars, railings, and even other airport passengers as shelters, and fought back with the Uzi submachine guns they carried.

The rain of flying bullets immediately made the enemy who only had a submachine gun shrink back. Taking advantage of this great opportunity, Chris threw the rifle behind him, then turned around and took out three grenades from his pocket, pulled out the tabs one by one, and threw them towards mission target.

Looking at our own casualties, at least five people had fallen. Therefore, the Mossad agents believed that they could not stay here for a long time and had to leave, delaying time and allowing reinforcements from outside the airport to arrive.

These are three collision-triggered offensive grenades that rely on shock waves and a small amount of shrapnel as a means of killing. The killing range is about four to five meters in diameter.

Three offensive grenades were thrown at them, and after three explosions sounded one after another, the Mossad agents suddenly fell down. Some were hit by shrapnel, while others were overturned by shock waves or exploded. The sound was frightened, and he lay down involuntarily.

Winifred fell to the ground again, this time with such force that one of his front teeth flew out. It hurts!

This was the first time for Winifred, who had never experienced hardship, to encounter such a thing. It was a matter of life and death. He didn't care about his disfigurement. As the bullets whizzed past his ears and pierced the air, he rolled and crawled towards him. to the nearest airport pillar.

"Bull!" Then with a loud explosion, Winifred fell to the ground, curled up, lying on the ground holding his belly and wailing.
That was an offensive grenade that exploded next to him, and three rounds of shrapnel hit his stomach. The severe pain immediately made him lose his strength.

On the battlefield, you must maintain mobility at all times. Once you stop and there is no bunker in front of you, the outcome will be tragic, just like Winifred now.

After seeing his target lying down due to the explosion of the grenade, Chris was immediately overjoyed.

"Everyone focuses on the mission target and kills him!"

As he spoke, Chris smashed the last two grenades in his hand, ignoring the three hapless passengers who were wailing around Winifred.

Using an assault rifle to fire bursts can also control the damage. If you use a grenade, there is no way to predict which unlucky person the shrapnel will hit.

As an armed policeman, Chris has so far been deliberately controlling the pointing of his gun so as not to accidentally injure civilians as much as possible, while the Mossad agents are unscrupulous and fire their submachine guns indiscriminately.

Chris's body armor has only been hit by two pistol bullets, while at least four or five passengers on the plane were shot behind and to his left.

Now that the mission target is in front of him, Chris can't care too much.

Everyone in the armed police team pointed their guns at Winifred, assault rifles, light machine guns, and offensive grenades. Sparks from the explosions and bullets flew everywhere, and the clothes on Winifred's body were lying on the ground. There was a crackling sound and it was smashed in a few seconds.

Blood and flesh flew everywhere, and Winifred stopped moving and howling.

Seeing this scene, Chris was overjoyed, and the Mossad agents who were still resisting and were shot were in despair.

"Retreat!" There are still five enemy Mossad agents, but Chris is no longer in the mood to continue to struggle with them. Two people in the team were injured during the battle. Although they can still move, their combat effectiveness has been greatly reduced. There is no need. To eliminate them completely.

Now that the mission target has been shot multiple times and is completely dead, the most important goal has changed from fighting to evacuating the scene.

"Go, go, go!" Chris and other armed policemen ran backwards towards the airport exit. There were too many people at the airport. Even if the NPC wanted to complete the retreat, they had to leave the airport first.

As a large number of police cars and unidentified armed men rushed over outside the airport, this retreat was destined to not be an easy task.

(End of this chapter)