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Chapter 275 Has this guy always been this brave?

A series of hurried footsteps came from the stairwell.

Lin Shen listened intently, a slight smile playing on his lips.

He reached to the side, pulled out a submachine gun from the system space, cocked it, and stood at the stairwell.

Tap tap tap tap tap—

The footsteps grew closer, and as soon as the American soldier at the front poked his head out, Lin Shen pulled the trigger.

Da da da da da!

The bullets swept through like a rain of iron.

The soldier didn't even have time to scream before his head was smashed open, and he fell backward down the stairs.

The others who followed were all overwhelmed and shot down before they could even raise their guns.

The sound of gunfire still echoed in the stairwell.

Just then, the elevator made a "ding" sound.

The elevator doors slowly opened, revealing a packed interior filled with fully armed U.S. soldiers!

They each held a rifle, the muzzles all pointed outwards.

Lin Shen turned his head and glanced at it.

He remained calm and unhurried, reaching into his system space and pulling out a vial of RPG.

He knelt on one knee, hoisted the gun onto his shoulder, and pulled the trigger.

The rocket flew out, leaving a trail of white smoke, and flew right into the elevator car.

boom--!

The flames instantly filled the entire elevator lobby.

Screams, explosions, and the sound of metal twisting were all mixed together.

Thick smoke billowed from the elevator entrance, and a burnt smell filled the air.

Lin Shen threw down the empty tube, stood up, and took out an MP5 submachine gun with a drum magazine from his system space, loading it with a hundred rounds of ammunition.

Without looking back, he rushed straight down the stairwell.

He has plenty of firepower and ammunition.

He doesn't need to be careful with his firepower, nor does he need to worry about the intervals between reloading.

Once you've used one, you throw it away, then pull out a new one—a seamless transition.

After firing a burst, the gun was empty. He tossed the emptied gun aside, grabbed a new one, and continued firing.

The firepower never stopped from beginning to end.

On the stairs, in the corridors, and around the corners, as soon as a figure appeared, they were met with a barrage of gunfire.

The spent cartridges clattered and fell to the ground, covering it in a carpet.

The only sound in the entire building was his gunfire; the American troops barely had a chance to retaliate.

Inside the office, Vermouth stood in the doorway, staring blankly at the scene outside.

She saw Lin Shen rush downstairs with a gun, single-handedly suppressing a squad of soldiers opposite him, bullets sweeping across like a deluge.

She opened her mouth, somewhat unable to believe her eyes.

That's not right!

I asked you to handle this so that you could find a reason to distract the others and buy her time to conduct the search!

I didn't ask you to kill everyone in the entire building!

Vermouth has been working in intelligence for many years.

Accustomed to discreet infiltration, assassination, and data theft, they always remain hidden, never engaging in direct confrontation.

In her view, Lin Shen rushing out the front gate with a gun like that was practically suicide!

Has this guy always been this brave?

But he played very smoothly and fiercely!

Vermouth shook her head, trying to calm herself down, and continued searching for information.

Let him do whatever he wants!

It would be best if she died, then she wouldn't have to repay the favors she owed!

She walked to the safe in the corner, squatted down, tried the combination, but it didn't work. Then she took out a thin wire, fiddled with it a few times, and the safe door popped open.

There were quite a few files inside, but they were all a bunch of irrelevant stuff.

She searched everywhere but couldn't find the smuggling list she was looking for.

Vermouth frowned.

That shouldn't be the case.

This colonel was in charge of smuggling operations at the base. The Gatling guns and RPGs that Tomasawa Tetsuji had were such a large order that the process couldn't have been completed without his signature.

He couldn't possibly not know.

She closed the safe, stood still, and glanced around the office.

Suddenly, she noticed a detail.

There was a faint wear mark on the edge of the shelf under the desk, as if it had been pushed and pulled repeatedly.

She walked over, squatted down, and reached out to touch it. Sure enough, she found a loose, hidden compartment.

She flipped the lever, and the partition popped open, revealing several small notebooks with black covers neatly stacked inside.

She picked it up, opened it, and her eyes lit up!

The records are crystal clear, detailing the quantity, value, handover time, and handler of every single smuggled item.

that's it.

She quickly stuffed all the notebooks into her bosom, closed the hidden compartment, and stood up.

Then the gunshots downstairs sounded strange again.

Vermouth walked to the window and glanced outside.

Then she saw a scene she would never forget for the rest of her life.

Lin Shen was carrying a quadruple rocket launcher, standing behind a military truck, facing a small squad of soldiers on the other side.

Boom—Boom—Boom—Boom—

Four rockets were fired in succession, blasting the ground over there, sending dirt and people flying.

The explosion illuminated half of his face, and he grinned, as if he was having a lot of fun.

After firing four shots, he threw the launcher away and ran away.

American soldiers behind him peeked out from behind their bunkers and started firing at Lin Shen.

He ran to a building and slipped inside.

Vermouth thought to herself, "Surely things will calm down now?"

She was hesitating whether to take this opportunity to retreat quickly, but the next second, Lin Shen rushed out.

This time, he was holding a flamethrower.

Orange-red flames shot out from the muzzle of the gun, burning the American soldiers like pig bristles being scalded during Chinese New Year.

The soldiers ran all over the street yelling, and several of them simply threw down their guns and ran in the opposite direction.

Vermouth stood at the window, looking at the scene below, and remained silent for a long time before finally managing to utter, "...What on earth is this guy doing?"

She was about to leave.

As a result, with such a commotion downstairs and sirens blaring non-stop, no one has noticed her at all.

As she watched Lin Shen single-handedly turn the entire base into chaos, a ridiculous thought suddenly popped into her head: This guy is probably trying to destroy this US military base, isn't he?

However, she only looked at it for a while before looking away.

The task is urgent.

She went back to her desk, looked it over to make sure she hadn't missed anything useful, and then headed for the door.

The corridor was filled with corpses.

She stepped over the bodies of several American soldiers and walked expressionlessly toward the elevator.

The elevator was destroyed and unusable, so she turned and walked towards the stairwell.

The gunshots coming from downstairs changed rhythm, sounding like they were using new weapons.

She was too lazy to think about where Lin Shen had gotten the weapons from.

That guy is definitely not normal!

She quickened her pace, went down the stairs, and pushed open the door. Outside, the night was thick, and the distant firelight flickered intermittently.

Vermouth looked around to make sure no one was watching her, then quickly headed to the parking spot.

While the other American soldiers were distracted by the forest, she quickly got hold of a military jeep.

Vermouth had originally intended to go this way.

But if I leave now, Lin Shen will definitely come after me later, and that would be troublesome!

She had no choice but to drive towards Lin Shen's direction.

To avoid being blasted into the air by Lin Shen's cannon fire, Vermouth shouted as she drove, "Retreat! Retreat! We got the goods!!"

Then, she drove her Jeep and parked it next to Lin Shen.

After Lin Shen bombed a bunker with another RPG, he got into Vermouth's car.

Vermouth quickly drove towards the exit.

Along the way, Lin Shen shot at anyone he encountered and blew up any vehicles or buildings he saw, showing no sign of stopping.

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