Ultimate Pawn

"Report command! There is something strange...!"

The sniper looked solemn and spoke fluent English to the commander in the wireless headset...

"Say, what's the difference?" In the wireless headset, a hoarse and deep voice came slowly.

"On the infrared thermal composite image, high-intensity heat fluctuations are detected! It is emitted from a man!"

Upon hearing the report, the commander's voice was silent for a moment in the wireless electric headset.

After a long time, the hoarse voice finally came out again.

"It seems that Qiu Yiren is carrying a bodyguard with some ability." The commander's voice was hoarse and deep, like a creeping beast.

"Continue to observe that we have enough thermal firepower, no matter how strong it is. Without firepower, it is destined to be just our target. At best... the threat level is not level B. It is not a threat to the mission." In the wireless electric headset, the commander in chief The voice was calm and deep, and said slowly.

"Yes...!" The sniper replied solemnly, and then continued to move to the sight glasses and continue to observe.

He did not rush to fire.

Because of an ambush, we need to wait.

Wait for the moment.

The right time, the right place, and the harmony of people.

Indispensable.

A hunting, you need to wait for the best time, and then attack, take down the prey in one fell swoop.

The whole process, everything in the early stage... is just waiting quietly, looking for the best opportunity.

A few hundred meters below, the Mercedes-Benz fleet moved slowly along with the congested traffic.

The sniper's scope was facing the Maybach car below, slowly shifting the angle of view.

The index finger of the sniper's right hand was already firmly on the trigger.

He is here, waiting for the best ambush opportunity.

In the morning, 8:40.

A ray of sunlight, reflected by the floor-to-ceiling windows of the building, casts on the windows of the Maybach car, reflecting layers of light.

The top of the Morgan Stanley Bank building.

When the sniper looked through the scope and saw the light reflected by the Maybach car window, his complexion... suddenly changed? !

This…! !

The light refracted by this car window? ? Layers of waves are changing?

This...this is...military grade, bulletproof glass? ! !

Huh...! The face of the sniper has become completely shocked and complicated!

These assassin fighters who have undergone acrobatics training can refract the light through the glass window and analyze the type of glass.

But, at this moment...the layers of light reflected from the windows of that Maybach car are basically...the reflection arc of the super military bulletproof glass! !

layer? Two floors...three floors...four floors...

Through the sight, the sniper completely counted the light refracted from the windows of the Maybach car. The whole...Seven layers of waves? !

This is simply...!

Each layer of wave refracted represents a layer of bulletproof glass!

And the seven-layer wave light represents... seven-layer bulletproof glass? !

What the fuck...! ! !

This Maybach car uses seven layers of military-grade bulletproof glass? ! !

The face of the sniper was shocked, unbelievable! !

What the fuck, as for? ! !

Seven-layer bullet-proof glass, this kind of hard strength...Even if the rocket is attacked, it can't open its glass...! !

This, ambushed a dick? ! !

Seven-layer bulletproof glass...! ! Also play an egg!

The sniper looked more solemn than ever, he hurriedly turned on the radio headset and reported urgently!

"Urgent report...!!!"

"The Maybach car of the target character... uses seven layers of military bulletproof glass...!!!"

Huh~! In the radio headset, when I heard the report of the sniper... the commander's breath was obviously shocked and chaotic?

Seven layers, bulletproof glass? ?

This…!

No matter how strong the firepower they carry... No matter how powerful the Barrett heavy sniper weapon has impact penetration... it can't penetrate, the seven-layer bulletproof glass! !

What the fuck...!

Unless, equipped with a dedicated ten-centimeter armor-piercing bullet!

But damn, they don't have armor-piercing bullets at all!

This time, I was in a hurry when I came to perform the task in the hot summer. I thought that the task could be accomplished simply.

But damn, who would have thought... the vehicle the other party was riding in was actually bulletproof at military level? !

This Nima!

The bulletproof level of this car is comparable to the head of state!

Isn't it just a district group president? ?

As for the armored car equipped with the head of state level? !

The commander was almost furious, his fists clenched.

After patience for a long time, he finally... ordered, "Everyone, don't do anything for the time being."

"Hawk-eye in the air, continue to observe and stand by. The ground attack team, waiting for dispatch, hide your identity and don't reveal it."

"Waiting for the time, that car... don't move for now. Wait for the target person to get off the car, and then wait for the time!"

...

However, at the same time.

Hundreds of meters below the street.

The Mercedes-Benz team is slowly walking on the congested streets.

In the middle, inside the Maybach car.

Qiu Yiren sat on a chair, lowered her head and tapped on the laptop computer, a string of complex medical and chemical formula codes, constantly being revised by her.

"Tingling bell~!" At this moment, her mobile phone rang suddenly and quickly.

Qiu Yiren was a little too busy, freed one hand, picked up the phone, and pressed the hands-free button.

"Hello, Mr. Qiu, I'm the host of Shanghai TV Station, Zhou Ruotong, about our program reservation yesterday, do you still remember?" A soft and nice woman's voice came on the other end of the phone.

"Oh, hello, Miss Zhou. I remember." Qiu Yiren said while sitting in the car, handling official duties.

"Well, regarding your interview, in view of your busy work, our radio station followed your instructions and came to your group to conduct the interview. Now we have arrived at your building." The hostess said on the phone. .

A few days ago, the Weibo scandal of the Qiu Yiren Group was turbulent and the impact was too great. Later, it even alarmed the People's Daily.

Therefore, the Shanghai TV Station officially came forward, intending to give Qiu Yiren a special interview to clarify her matter, so that she can explain it at the official level.

Qiu Yiren didn't refuse, but agreed casually.

But her request was to come to the Qiu Group for an interview.

Because she was so busy that she couldn't spare any time to record at the TV station.

However, the TV station also agreed to this request.

It was about this morning, in the Qiu's Building, to conduct a simple special interview.

\"Ao, are you there yet? Then I will arrange for the secretary to come and pick you up." Qiu Yiren continued on the phone and said.

"It's okay, don't bother, we will just wait at the door for a while, by the way, we will also take a group photo of you standing in front of the building and take a shot." Zhou Ruotong said magnetically during the call.

"Well, I'll trouble you. I'm sorry that there is a traffic jam here, but I will be there soon." Qiu Yiren finished speaking, and then hung up the phone.

"Is there an interview?" Chen Zongheng suddenly asked in a calm voice.

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