Chapter 59: Charlie's Death (First Update)

  Xu Ming climbed up to the top of the building with stealthy steps, and in the dark night, he was like a Spiderman, walking on the wall of the building as if it were flat ground.

  All this is thanks to the sticky soft silicone products on the gloves, which not only climb quickly but also make no sound at all, and are simply tailor-made for knocking on widows' doors in the middle of the night.

  Xu Ming had a dagger clenched in his mouth, his eyes slanted upwards to gaze at the AWM sniper rifle above. Good, within calculations, the angle was exactly forty-five degrees.

  The direct opposite of the muzzle is too dangerous, or this oblique angle is better.

  Looking down from the rooftop, the defensive fortifications at the street entrance were clearly visible. The soldiers were intently staring straight ahead, completely unaware that there was an enemy above their heads.

  This also owed to the sniper, because of his existence, the searchlight did not dare to shine over, while protecting the sniper, it also protected Xu Ming very well.

  Xu Ming slowly poked out half of his head, then quickly lowered it. The sniper seemed to have noticed something, turned his head and took a look, but there was no movement.

  Thinking it was his own illusion, the sniper did not dare to leave his post and remained focused on aiming.

  Xu Ming took a deep breath, suddenly flipped to the rooftop, the dagger in his hand flashing with dazzling cold light, his body irregularly twisting. Blood splattered everywhere, that sniper's head was almost cut off, instantly losing all signs of life.

  He took a deep breath and sighed heavily, couldn't help but feel a little regretful. It's not easy to pick up dead fish either.

  "Ding" Xu Ming opened his earpiece and resumed the wireless conversation. This was a signal of success, lest they fail to steal the chicken and lose the rice instead.

  "Boss, you're too slow, we've already taken them down."

  Xu Ming heard this and almost fainted with rage. You think that's picking up dead fish? Not to mention the distance, they're not even afraid of being shot at! What about me? The enemy's fortifications are right downstairs, and I had to climb over several rooftops.

  "I've found a big one, who's going to drive the tank?" Xu Ming stared at the tank in the street fortifications, his mouth watering. That thing didn't have anti-tank missiles, unless it was blown up by a chain track, and it could go uphill, downhill, and even withstand a beating.

  The others fell silent, apparently none of them had received such training. They didn't have enough time for training, the lieutenant colonel had mentioned before that there would be training on tanks, armored vehicles, artillery and other heavy military equipment, but later it was cancelled due to limited time.

  "I will." A timid voice came from the earpiece, it was Yixing Guang. "I've received tank training, but I need a machine gunner."

  "Machine gunner, here I am." Caruso's cheerful voice came over, "Hey, who else but old Caruso dares to call himself a machine gunner?"

  Xu Ming said in a low voice: "It's settled then. Yixing Guang and Caruso rush to C09 district, coordinates 76,313 await orders. The rest of you follow the original plan and wait at your designated coordinates. Within three minutes, no matter what method you use, you must arrive."

  Xu Ming took a glance at the time, it was still early, not yet two o'clock. The gunfire in the small town had died down a lot and was far from being as intense as an hour ago.

  More and more teams are facing annihilation, and their last-ditch contribution is also controlled by the military to self-destruct, making their last bit of contribution. Now in the small town, how many people are left in their team, Xu Ming doesn't know either, but judging from the sound of gunfire, there shouldn't be more than fifteen people left.

  More than 50 people died in just a few hours, with over 40 deaths. If I hadn't known the secret on my wrist beforehand, I probably wouldn't have been so lucky.

  The general stared at the flashing dots on the screen, his face expressionless. Only eleven dots were left, but they had all approached their target.

  "These few should be a team." The general pointed to several bright spots among them. He could see that these few bright spots were coordinating tacitly, obviously a team. The key was that this team was very slippery and had never been surrounded before, which surprised him greatly.

  "Yes, General." An officer standing beside him spoke up, "It should be Team B701, but they seem to have absorbed another member, now their number is seven."

  "Team B701?" The general's face showed a rare change in expression, and he said faintly, "Patch through their wireless communication. I'm somewhat interested in the commander of this team."

  The officer's expression was difficult to look at, but he still told the truth: "The wireless headquarters just received a message that B701 group's wireless sub-station may have been attacked or interfered with and their conversation can't be heard clearly."

  "Ah." The general didn't feel anything out of the ordinary. On the battlefield, everything is possible, and this was normal. As a seasoned veteran, he naturally knew this.

  "Have Major come over, I think he'd be very interested in seeing how perfectly the people he's carefully trained are completing their mission." The general ordered.

  This left the officer in astonishment, from his expression it could be seen that this was just a group of cannon fodder, he had never thought they would be able to complete their mission. Getting close to the target didn't mean success, on the contrary, the chances of failure were even greater. He didn't know where the general got his confidence from.

  "Charlie, it looks like the mission is tougher than we thought." Ellie glanced at the teammate who was sniping ahead and said to Charlie, "There are only three of us left now, the gunfire from other places has already stopped."

  Charlie's face didn't look good, his body was trembling slightly, he forced a smile and said: "What are we afraid of? At worst, we'll die together."

  Aili said coldly, "Whether we die or not doesn't matter, especially me. To be honest, I didn't plan on living this time I came out. Even if we go back now, it's still a dead end for us, but you're different."

  A rare hint of tenderness appeared on Aili's face, "Your uncle is a beast, but he still cares about you. Anyway, I'm already dead, and since you loved me and were born for me, it's considered making up for myself. And I won't owe you anything anymore, at least I can leave cleanly."

  "Ellie... you..." Charlie suddenly didn't know what to say.

  "The enemy in the southeast direction is still sparse, and the fortifications there have been destroyed. They can't complete the encirclement, only one chance, when all the gunfire stops, there will be no chance."

  Charlie's face changed color constantly, he was still young, he didn't want to die, especially not in a way that left no corpse, which also made him unacceptable.

  "We'll cover you, whether you can get out or not depends on your luck, this is your last chance." Aili ignored him, picked up the M700 sniper rifle and kept firing at the enemies in front.

  Charlie finally gritted his teeth and said: "Airi, help me."

  "Ai Li said coldly, 'Alright, you be careful.'"

  Charlie hugged the submachine gun and rushed out in the direction that Aili said, while Aili and the person in front also started to retreat closely, and the firepower was also concentrated on the two wings in the southeast direction.

  Terrorists keenly sensed their intention to break through and quickly adjusted their forces, pressing east-southeast.

  "Charlie, run while they haven't finished surrounding!"

  Charlie flashed a thread of emotion, his pace quickened, almost making a straight breakthrough. The commander opposite him shouted loudly, directing the encirclement, and nearly two hundred people suddenly emerged from the southeast direction.

  But this could not stop Charlie's pace, the difference between breaking through and being surrounded was often only a hair's breadth, he had the confidence to rush out.

  "Hmm"

  A familiar voice, Charlie flashed a hint of confusion, and suddenly a hint of venomous color flashed in his eyes. Charlie, who was maintaining his forward pace, suddenly fell to the ground, with an additional blood hole between his eyebrows.