Ms. Moriarty wants to save Beika Town today too.

Almost at the same time, shooting began targeting the area around the man.

"Bait..." Winette breathed.

Amid the roar of gunfire, she became very alert, her heart beating fast, her muscles tensed, ready to take action at any time.

Although there was a sense of excitement that continued to stimulate her, Winnet's head did not get hot. The blood in her head was like ice water, flowing slowly. She watched the direction of the other party's shooting, calmly and detachedly estimating the possible hiding place of the other party.

Judging from the fire coverage, there were between two and three machine guns, and a sniper must have briefly witnessed her figure.

One of the machine gunners hid behind the iron railings under the water tower.

Clearly, her enemy was much more familiar with the terrain than she was.

But, after all, he is just an amateur.

There is no threat to her in the short term.

Although she really wanted to confirm where the sniper was, this would expose her position. However, if she continued to stay there stupidly, she would only be found and shot.

In the moment she took a breath, the rumbling gunfire coming from the dock had stopped - this meant that the assault on the main battlefield had come to an end. However, the sniper did not change direction, retreat, or make any movement that might expose himself.

Have you given up on the support plan?

Although this was a wise move, there was no corresponding fire suppression on the main road leading to the berth, and judging by the time, the organization's support should have arrived.

"Were you planning to escape from the beginning... or were you planning to sneak around and attack me?"

Winette arched her body slightly.

If the other party's plan was as she expected, she would be at a disadvantage as she was now locked in the area.

If you continue like this, you will be the loser.

Winnet was determined to act in advance, and she jumped out from under the high platform where she was hiding like a cheetah and jumped behind the cover below.

boom!

A gunshot rang out, sending sparks flying around Winnet's feet.

Winnet was thankful that this was at the seaside. If the wind direction had not been different from the initial one, the shot would have probably hit her shoulder.

My actions were actually seen through?

For the first time, Winette felt a difficult situation.

This meant that the other party did not move at all, and kept locking onto her, risking being surrounded by members of the organization who rushed in head-on.

Although Winnett relied on her keen hearing to determine the general direction, the shooting just now came from her blind spot and she did not confirm any light and shadow effects.

In this way, she can only rely on her leg strength and speed to interfere with the opponent's shooting rate.

……

046 The development of cliché drama

Winnett was not worried that she would be hit by a sniper in the dark.

Shooting from a high place to a low place, especially in a place with many covers, the shooting difficulty can be said to be first-class.

People who have not experienced it may think that shooting from a high place is more advantageous. Although shooting from a high place does provide a wider field of view, if the shooting position is too high and you shoot downward, the effect of gravity on the trajectory will be much greater than in ordinary shooting. This can be ignored at short distances, but unpredictable errors will inevitably occur at medium and long distances.

To hit a target with one or two shots, God must kiss the back of the sniper's hand.

However, Miss Winnet believed that she was the one who was favored.

She kept changing the direction of her movement, rushing towards the next obstruction.

During this time, she heard two more gunshots.

This means that the gun used by the other party is not the type that can fire continuously, and judging from the initial shooting, it is not a large-caliber sniper rifle.

A large handgun?

Her quickness paid off. After two shots, she had confirmed the enemy's position, and the enemy had already abandoned the high ground and hid under the red-painted cargo hanger.

A little further to the right is the distribution center's shipyard, where a number of yachts are parked, but none of them look like they are ready to leave.

What's more, there are already dead bodies lying nearby.

Is it an internal conflict?

At this point in time?

Suddenly, the sound of gunfire broke the silence of the distribution center again. Not far from the entrance, the dense sound of submachine guns and the sonic booms generated by high-powered motors were heard, which was extremely harsh.

The enemy hiding under the hanger support finally revealed himself.

It's a man.

He had hair of the same color as his own, but his eyes were green and glowed like a wolf's in the night.

He pulled his pistol from its holster, but he wasn't aiming it at Winnett.

Behind Winnet, a man who also belonged to Ebelius appeared. With a bang, a bullet hit his forehead.

The man fell to the ground like a stone, and Winnet felt a little confused, because the other party's action was not to shoot her, but to protect her from the people coming from behind.

The man said in a very sad tone: "Sigrid, I finally found you."

Sigrid, who is that?

Although Winnet wanted to ask who he was referring to, there was no third person at the scene except her.

The man completely let down his guard and walked towards her like a surrendered enemy. Winnet could feel the joy in his heart by listening to his breathing.

"Who are you?" Winnet asked.

"I am Renata... and you, Sigrid, are my sister!"

He just walked over, with his hand hanging down holding the gun, completely defenseless.

Winnett felt confused. It was crazy that an enemy suddenly came out and claimed to be her relative.

She had no memory before the age of three or four, and she realized she had traveled through time only after she was adopted, so she couldn't be sure that all her family members in this life had gone to heaven.

Seeing Winnet's puzzled expression, Renata explained: "It's natural that you don't remember me. You were too young at that time." He walked towards Winnet, "That day, villains broke into our home, killed my father and mother, and burned our house. I was with my school friends at the time, so I escaped... After that, I saw the villain who took you away from me in the woods. In fact, I have found him and successfully killed him! I have also avenged us, Sigrid! I was planning to pick you up in London, but you showed up here, and even worked for a suspicious criminal organization!"

As he spoke, he came in front of Winnet.

Only then did Winnet realize that the other person was not a man, but a woman with short hair, tightly wrapped, and a hoarse voice.

"You...killed Bridge?"

Winnet gradually understood the whole picture of the matter. Somewhere she didn't understand or know, a very dramatic tragedy had happened, as if a suffering given by God had happened to her.

Desperate?

She didn't actually feel that way. If Bridge was killed by the person in front of her who claimed to be her sister, it could only be said that it was out of Bridge's own wish - in this case, Bridge might indeed be the suspect who caused the destruction of her family - and always treated her with a distant and permissive attitude.

At first, she thought it was because of her unpleasant personality, but the conclusion might be just as she imagined - the stupid Bridget Moriarty suddenly found his conscience and let her, the baby in swaddling clothes, go.

What is this?

She probably still needed to thank Bridge for not being killed directly. However, she did not have the slightest favorable impression towards the woman in front of her who claimed to be her sister and a blood relative of hers.

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"Yes, you should hate him too, he is a demon. Now that we have taken our revenge, we can get away from this dangerous life. Come on board the yacht with me. I have a backup plan in Canada. After we escape there, we can take a ship to the Far East, to a country where no one knows us..."

Renata's voice stopped abruptly because her sister, who was standing in front of her and whom she missed so much, pointed a gun at her.

"What a pity! Like the devil, I can't get through that narrow door."

Winnett's keen hearing had already identified the motorcycle engine that was about to rush out of the intersection, and the members of the organization who were looking for a place to set up. The small square near the boat dock was already covered by fire, and even if she asked Renata in front of her to escape, she couldn't do it.

Although she could let Renata go and let her leave on the yacht, this would affect her evaluation in the organization.

Between her biological sister and a position in the organization, she would rather choose the latter.

Winnet herself felt that she was really cold-blooded and heartless.

Renata was completely stunned.

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She couldn't understand why the sister she had been looking for would point a gun at her.

brainwashing?

Or is it for other reasons?

There were other possibilities, but she didn't want to go in that direction at all.

If she thought so, all her efforts so far would be in vain because of a wrong goal.

Your own persistence will also become a ridiculous thing.

Damn!

Damn criminal organization!

My Sigrid...

Renata felt the blood in her body freeze and her feet seemed to be glued to the ground. She felt a sense of despair and the pain of ultimate failure.

This despair gradually rose up her throat as Winnett raised the muzzle of her gun.

Winnet still hesitated.

She couldn't mix emotions like hatred, gratitude, and joy of reunion with the woman in front of her.

She felt her throat and lips dry because she knew she could not spare Renata's life, but she failed to act like a real devil and kill her relatives.

She thought of the words in John that advocated loving one's brothers and sisters.

Winette quickly dodged and slammed the bolt into Renata's neck, knocking her out with a knife. She then snatched the FN Browning 1906 from her hand and pointed it at her own shoulder.

boom!

It's a 9mm Luger bullet.

She was thankful that her arm was salvageable.

The bullets fell to the ground at her feet. Winnet heard the sound of the motorcycle approaching, and she fired three more rounds at the ground.

The first bullet hit the stone ground, breaking off a fragment, and the second and third bullets hit Renata's bulletproof vest.

……

047 Sharp Eyes Ireland

Although it was a semi-automatic pistol with low recoil, Winnett still felt a numbness in her palm the moment she fired the shot.

The vibration may have come not from the pistol, but from her chest.

Jacques and Ireland, who rushed out of the corner, also witnessed the moment when Winnett shot. The two stopped the motorcycle beside Winnett, and Jacques took off his protective helmet.

"Oh, this is really..." Jacques was incredulous, "Abice, you are so reckless. You should just wait for us to come over."

When Jacques saw that Winnet was injured, his attention was naturally not on the "corpse" lying on the ground. Ireland did not want to talk to Winnet because of the embarrassing incident in the bar. He had no hobby of chatting up teenage girls. Although he was old enough to start a family, as a member of the organization, he obviously could not provide enough protection for his family.

Seeing this, Winnet said, "Now that all the people from Abelius have been dealt with, what should we do with these speedboats?"

"Check it out. If there are no bombs or anything like that, we can take over Abelius's legacy. It just so happens that the original evacuation route is not well protected."

Jacques said with a smile, and then sent the organization members who caught up with her to check the speedboat. Then she asked, "Abice, are you okay with your injuries?"

"It's just the shoulder. It will be fine after the bullet is taken out and I rest for a while." Winnet replied expressionlessly.

Jacques didn't say much. In her opinion, the little angel in front of her was really terrifying. He could kill more than a dozen hostile personnel equipped with sufficient firepower single-handedly. Even Gin would not be able to do it.

The only person in the entire organization who could do such a thing was the little angel in front of her, Ji Luxi, who had survived the battlefield in the Middle East.

Of course, Jacques didn't know that half of the enemies were killed by Renata who was lying on the ground.

She asked her men to check the speedboat, then drove Ireland out of the car and asked Winnet to get in.

Although these two steps had no impact, Winnett nodded and accepted Jacques' suggestion in order not to be noticed. In her peripheral vision, Ireland glanced at Renata on the ground, but said nothing.

Didn’t you see it?

Winnett thought that a pool of blood would make it look more realistic, but even so it would not be possible to completely eliminate Renata's vital signs.

Winette wasn't sure if Ireland had noticed her little move.