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Chapter Twelve: Changing Faces (4)

The smell of grass and oil was mixed with the smell of corpses, and he pierced into his nostrils maliciously.Fortunately, everything is a blessing and a misfortune. Although Pueraria lobata is very obstructive, it also blocks the sight of the motel, allowing Suo Zhongwu to take off his rifle calmly and screw on the muffler he just found from the safe house yesterday.

Garrett did not provide professional subsonic sniper shells. Even if the AR-290 is equipped with a silencer, the gunshots are still obvious, which can only be said to be better than nothing.However, this thing can pinch off the muzzle flame, coupled with vehicle noise cover, it is difficult for the enemy to find the sniper point in a short time, enough to complete the task.

First unfold the bipod of the lower leather rail, then stick the barrel out of the grass, the butt against the shoulder, and finally put the eyepiece of the WCOG sight on the right eye... After finishing these tasks, the next step is to do It's just waiting.For Suo Zhongwu, this is a rare quiet time. He can use these hundreds of seconds to eliminate distracting thoughts as much as possible and think about the hidden secrets behind his work by the way.

Was it difficult for Garrett to arrange?Not difficult, at least it does not seem difficult.But the work this time does not match the general style of the gang. If you insist, it is like a combat mission for a regular infantry unit.

Gangs often retaliate, and assassination of high-level opponents is commonplace.Such killings generally have clear motives, either to grab territory or to warn rival factions.What is puzzling is that this mission has nothing to do with both motives. Garrett personally said last night that he has neither selfish enmity with the local gang in Stamford and has very little economic exchanges, let alone grudges between the two sides. Now, I haven't even made a small friction.

In other words, Suo Zhongwu's gun came here to shoot and kill people, largely to spread panic.If it is a regular army fighting, this kind of cold guns and cannons is indeed very useful. It can not only attack the confidence of the enemy, but also reduce the efficiency of the opponent's supply. The well-known sniper heroes can also greatly boost their own morale.However, the situation of gang fires is completely different. If you don’t sign up and shoot people secretly, the best result is just to scare the opponent away and temporarily turn this area into a land of no ownership.

The contradiction arises.Garrett can't even eat Port Rye now, so no one will take over the new site; even more so than thinking about things like Stamford.However, he would not do a business that would make the business bigger, hurt others, or even make the fisherman profitable.

Because there is too little intelligence, Suo Zhongwu can only make reasonable guesses.He felt that his employer might have found a new partner, and the two sides plan to work together to quickly expand their territory around Port Rye.As for who owns this thigh... The Sheen family on Teague's head has been reaching out to the suburbs of New York. There is no shortage of motivation, timing, and foundation for cooperation.But Garrett had just killed their heir, and it would be too trivial to reconcile the two sides so quickly.

[Could it be said that Garrett had already climbed a high branch when I was training in the power station?More powerful than the Sean family, the real godfather-level super boss?

Suo Zhongwu imagined the scene of a high-level gang meeting, but after all, he hadn't seen it with his own eyes. The picture that came out was like "Sicilian" for a while, and then turned into "Infernal Affairs".[I'm really not that piece of material] Suo Zhongwu smiled bitterly, and decisively gave up his cranky thinking.[Concentrate on monitoring.Dorothy could make a joke when she saw me like this.

A gecko climbed into the field of view of the WCOG scope (5x magnification), and after sticking its tongue twice, it crawled into the drainage pipe "swish".The safety exit was pushed aside quietly, and a lady from a special industry with heavy makeup and a lot of makeup walked out the door and stretched out a big lazy waist.The cigarette in his hand immediately began to "rustle" and ash, and the red sparks flew to the grass, before they hit the ground, they were already extinguished.

——This is the scene when Suo Zhongwu resumes surveillance.He was aiming at the back wall of the motel, not the front entrance with noisy people. It was already very good to see these movements.[Where did she come from?Suo Zhongwu looked boredly at the lady with heavy makeup, and played the "Guess the Origin" game with himself:

[Let me take a look.The blonde hair is dyed, and the iris is too blue, so she must have been on cosmetic contact lenses.The face is quite square, with the taste of Midwestern.There seems to be no pinholes on the body?At least not in the upper body.This is great, really great, I hope she didn’t get any bad things, and quickly find a chance to get rid of control——]

A gang member with metal rings all over his body and silver electrodes in his temples suddenly broke through the safety exit.He is a muscular black mixed race, and at the same time a violent man with bloodshot eyes. After seeing a girl with heavy makeup, he immediately pulled up the big ear scraper and made her turn half a circle in place, falling to the ground like a toy. .

The lady was not wearing high heels, her height was only 1.6 meters, and she almost lost her breath on the spot after suffering such a heavy load.But the muscle thugs didn't care about this, and they kicked the weaker who fell on the ground twice."@#@#!!!" He yelled and cursed in the field of vision, seeing that the shape of his lips didn't use the word "Bi Chi" less, he couldn't be more brave.

The lady with heavy makeup might be too painful, or she might not dare to resist. She was so tortured, but she just curled up on the ground, shivering like a puppy in the rain.But her display of weakness did not inspire sympathy from the abuser.The muscular man with nail ring spit on the ground, and immediately stretched out his big hand like a fan, grabbed her hair and pulled her straight up.

After that, he dragged the lady with heavy makeup back to the motel just like dragging an animal.Until the two disappeared in the darkness, the safety exit did not close, and the door leaf was weakly concealed, revealing the crack leading to hell.

Seeing this, Suo Zhongwu was already in anger.He had at least a hundred chances to shoot, and the muscular bastard burst his skull, and his brain smeared the wall like jelly.But he can't do that now, even if he bites his lower lip into bruise, he has to continue to hold back.

[Now shooting, only one bottom horse can be destroyed.Raising the grass and scaring the snake will make the boss in charge run away.Wait a minute, Suo Zhongwu, when it's 1800, you can let go!

The rear wall of "4-leaves-Motel" continues to stand in the field of sight of the scope.The motel has a total of three floors and has stayed on the original site for at least thirty years after completion.Rainwater flows from the top to the bottom of each floor of the guest rooms, leaving stains on the cement walls; moss gathers at the outlet of the drainage pipe and extends all the way to the manhole cover of the sewer. Countless insects are flying here, and they are extremely excited by the fragrance.