“Target down.”
A smile emerged on Jiang Chen’s face.
For some reason, Natasha felt unsettled by the Asian man’s smile.
At the same time, in an underground military facility a thousand meters away.
“Dagger 01 lost connection.”
“Are they Russian snipers? Call Guard 01, initiate plan B.”
“Guard 01 received. As you wish, commander.”
…
The M-171 helicopter appeared in the air. The camouflage green had a frightening vibe to it.
“I remembered that you said in the news that Russian soldiers haven’t passed the border.” Jiang Chen used a questioning tone.
“NATO said that too. Also, I never said I was Russian.” Natasha shrugged. “Take a trip with me. Trust me, if you can prove that you are only a merchant, we’ll let you go.”
“What makes you think I believe you?” Jiang Chen shrugged and looked into the sky. “Crossing the border just for me, you are not going to let me go easily.”
“But you don’t have any other choice,” Borris interrupted laughing.
[Don’t I?]
Jiang Chen maintained his gaze at 75°, looking at the sky, the violent turbulence forced his eyes to narrow. Then, hiding under the noise of the approaching helicopter’s rotor blade, at an angle Natasha couldn’t see, he pretended to scratch his ear and opened his mouth.
“Shoot the fuel tank.”
“Roger.” Ayesha’s calm and comforting answer transmitted into his ear.
Bang-!
The bullet hit the fuel tank.
But at the same time, a trail of fire erupted into the air and struck at the helicopter from a building nearby. It simultaneously hit the helicopter’s engine.
Jiang Chen was truly lost seeing what just happened.
[The ghost sniper has a barrel this big?]
“RPG!”
“Dammit!”
Like a mosquito slapped out of the air, the helicopter began to slant and dive unexpectedly to the ground. Natasha’s first reaction was Jiang Chen’s men as she quickly aimed at Jiang Chen. But at the same time, gunfire suddenly burst out of the wooden shack across the road.
Bullets left a trail of dust and debris on the concrete floor and wooden board.
Jiang Chen dove for cover on the side. The unsuspecting KGB agent under fire also tried to find cover while firing back. But the other side was obviously prepared. They had the advantage in both firepower and number of people.
Natasha gritted her teeth, hooked her arm around Jiang Chen’s neck, and hid behind the cover while pulling out the pistol with her other hand.
“Is it your people?”
“No. If it is, why the fu*k am I hiding?” Jiang Chen was also in an awkward position. When the bullet fired over, his also had a daunting feel.
But the feeling he felt on his back did feel good. Umm, the advantage of Slavic people?
“Then shut up.” Natasha maintained this flirtatious position while firing back a few shots to test the waters. But immediately, a wave of bullets met her and forced her to take cover.
[What the fu*k, you have been asking the questions!]
“Do you need me to shoot her?” Ayesha’s voice transmitted into his ear, her tone sounded subtle.
Jiang Chen immediately shook his head. He hasn’t figured out the situation here, if Natasha is down, it would only further complicate the situation. The first thing was to wait for them to finish fighting before taking action.
But with the head shake, the back of his head scratched on something he shouldn’t have scratched, Natasha’s grim eyes immediately looked over.
“What are you doing?”
“Umm. My neck is feeling weird.” Jiang Chen forced an awkward laugh as he glanced at the arm hooked around his neck.
To his surprise, Natasha didn’t continue to be angry. Instead, she smiled dubiously.
“Yesterday afternoon, I gave you the opportunity to take advantage of me, now you are interested? Or are you a masochist?”
“Yesterday afternoon? Umm, I am curious, if I agreed, what would you do?”
“Nothing,” Natasha’s voice was light. “I’ll give you a needle when you try to use your needle.”
Jiang Chen forced a smile when he heard her words.
[Phew, almost agreed to it.]
He leaned against the softness. While still nervous, he didn’t think the feeling was too terrible. Jiang Chen asked Natasha who continually peeked out to fire back, “You seem suppressed by their firepower, are you not worried?”
“Worried?” Natasha looked at him oddly and then scoffed.
The artillery support at the border was not there for decoration.
Just as the voice died, a screeching sound broke across the sky.
Boom-!
The explosion lifted the already torn wooden shack into the sky. The opponent’s firepower immediately weakened. Then, a few trails of white smoke flew in the sky. The explosions covered the entire area.
He looked at the chaos as his mouth twitched.
[Damn, not only the border, they even fired over the border.
No wonder they are the Russians.]
“Direct hit, beautiful, say thanks for me to the gunner.” Borris held the headphones and moved out of cover.
“Danger alleviated. Get up, handsome.” Natasha dubiously smiled, then dragged Jiang Chen by the collar.
“Okay, Yuri, take the Belarussian with us. We’ll head to B point to evacuate-”
Bang!
His voice was interrupted, as Borris’s cocky expression froze on his face. A daunting blood hole appeared on his chest.
“Sniper! Dammit!”
Natasha pushed Jiang Chen to the ground. The others got into the same position.
“It’s not me who shot,” Ayesha’s voice emerged, “the sniper is directly in front of me, and exceeds my range… Can I shoot the female thug on top of you? This is a good opportunity.”
Jiang Chen shook his head with a forced smile, but his nose and mouth were being firmly held by the softness, shaking his head was not the most convenient move.
“This is the second time.” He heard a cold voice. Clearly, Natasha was in a terrible mood.
“The second time you pushed me over? I only want to breathe… Let’s not talk about this, what should we do? Miss Kidnapper?”
He got away from the softness, neglected the angry face, and said innocently.
“Strawman, strawman please return… Dammit! Strawman died.” The Russian man named Yuri cursed angrily.
[Strawman? One of the snipers killed by Ayesha? In that case, two forces are competing.
Goddamn, why am I so popular?] Jiang Chen cursed in this mind.
“Yuri, do you see his position?” Natasha ignored Jiang Chen as she yelled at the cover behind her.
Being suppressed by a sniper was far more frightening than being suppressed by a machine gun. At least you could see the machine gun bullets, but you don’t even know where sniper bullets come from.
“Let me try.” Yuri gritted he teeth. He signaled his comrade to keep an eye on Nick, who was still tied down and then took out the binoculars, carefully peeking out of the cover.
As long as they marked the sniper’s position, an artier would send him to air!
Bang-!
Red mixed with white, spilled everywhere, without warning.