Start! The Terminator's Counterattack Chapter 28 Return
Chapter 28 Returning
Violent coughing sounds were heard continuously, and the handful of powder that Sheyan spilled was the black pepper powder that he grabbed from the supermarket shelf. A famous staple food of Americans is black pepper grilled steak. According to statistics, the entire United States consumes more than ten tons of black pepper powder in one day. However, these spicy powders are delicious when sprinkled on the oily steak. But once it enters the eyes and nose, it can also make people burst into tears, making it difficult to see at all for a while!
The three FBI agents accidentally fell into Sheyan's plot. They choked and burst into tears, but their hearts were filled with rage. Some of them were still trying to take aim while wiping their tears. But Sheyan had already made a plan at this time. The black trench coat he was wearing spread out like giant wings of a bat. He quickly turned around and pulled out the Italian spas 15mil combat shotgun from behind, and then violently pulled the trigger!
Sheyan's marksmanship has always been quite poor, so he rarely engages in gunfights with others. But under the current circumstances, that shotgun has undoubtedly become a very terrifying weapon! The black muzzle of the gun almost touched the body of the nearest FBI, and then it violently spit out flames. Hundreds of iron and steel balls full of kinetic energy hit the human body fiercely as the green smoke dispersed. The outer clothes were torn effortlessly. Although the bulletproof vest inside could provide some protection, the huge force of such a close range bombardment was no less than the internal injuries caused by being hit hard with a stick!
The FBI agent who was hit continuously was in a very embarrassed state, his eyesight turned black, and he kept stumbling backwards. But after all, he was also an elite who had gone through extremely hard training. When he was about to use the opportunity to roll away and hide at the counter next to him, he unexpectedly Knowing that Sheyan had already anticipated his movements, he took a step forward, aimed the black smoke-filled gun at his head, and coldly pulled the trigger!
"Boom" and "Boom" were heard twice in a row, and the FBI agent fell out in the air amid the smoke. The flesh and skin on his head and face were torn to pieces by shrapnel and overturned, showing his bloody and bloody state. It can be said that he was beaten so hard that even his mother didn't recognize him. After he landed on the ground, blood flowed out and pooled on the ground. He didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
Sheyan cried out in his heart that it was a pity. This FBI elite agent was also very tenacious in resisting blows. He was able to raise his arms in time to protect his head and barely avoided the fatal blow, preventing him from killing him. Success, but the advantage is that he will definitely lose his combat effectiveness and will not be able to pose any threat to Fang Senyan in the short term.
At this time, Sheyan felt a series of sharp stabbing pains on his vest, as if he was being stabbed into his body with a red-hot knife. Several bullets grazed his ears. Apparently, two other FBI agents had already shot him. He came back to his senses and aimed at him and shot wildly. If the eyesight of those two people was not still affected by the pepper, I believe that Sheyan's head must be their first choice. In this case, Sheyan's health was also declining at a crazy speed, and fell below 20. danger warning line.
Sheyan forcibly suppressed the tempting thought of giving the seriously injured guy a shot, and with his head buried in the air, he jumped over the checkout counter next to him, then rolled on the ground and dodged into the passage next to him. What followed was The bullets scattered debris on the wall, but they could only be regarded as afterthoughts. Only the intermittent blood flowing on the ground showed that the previous shooting was not in vain.
Faced with such a mess and a mess, the two FBI agents, whose eyes were red and swollen and stained with tears, looked at each other in shock. Because both the U.S. military and the FBI have always adhered to the principle of never abandoning or giving up. If a colleague is seriously injured or killed, someone must be left to take care of the scene. It's just that there are only two people who still have fighting ability. If one more person is left behind, and the remaining person catches up to face the extremely fierce gangster... I'm afraid it will be more dangerous than the other, but if we just give up and let the murderer go to waste, If they run away, they will really become the shame of the FBI!
In the midst of a dilemma, an angry voice came from behind:
"What are you waiting for!"
The one who strode over was the leader of this special operations team: Novan. His eyes passed over his two disgraced subordinates, and then moved to the body of James, whose life and death were unknown. There was a complicated look in his eyes, but he said in a decisive tone:
"You two will catch up and bite him immediately! Remember, just keep an eye on where he is going. I...I will ask for help from above."
"What!!" The two elite FBI agents shouted at the same time. They were obviously not afraid of chasing Sheyan, but were surprised by the team leader's decision to ask for help.
But Nova slowly shook his head and said:
"If I ask for help from the headquarters in time now, then at most our team will become a shame to the entire Alliance Bureau of Investigation. But if I wait until things get out of hand and ask for help, then the FBI will become the laughing stock of the entire United States! We will The honor and disgrace of an individual cannot override the honor and disgrace of the entire investigation bureau.”
After hearing what Novan said, the two elite FBI agents were also silent. But Nova took out a brick-like communicator from his pocket and started dialing...
Sheyan was running with great strides. He had no awareness of being a prey. If he hadn't clearly known that the enemy had a detector that could sense his approximate position at any time, I believe he would have stopped to set up an ambush to snipe the pursuers behind him.
In fact, his condition at this time was not good. The dense wounds on his back were still leaking blood, and the flowing sweat was like a knife, causing the injured area to contract and twitch. If ordinary people believed that He had long since lost his fighting spirit and cried out in pain. But Sheyan's eyes seemed to be burning, blazing and focused, savage and fierce. It seemed that injury was the catalyst for his life, and pain was the rising sun in his fighting spirit!
"Warning, warning, the leader of the FBI team chasing you has requested support from our headquarters."
"Warning, warning, the leader of the FBI team chasing you has requested support from our headquarters."
"Warning, FBI officials, Jaros Satin will join the hunt for you. He will arrive in ten minutes."
Looking at this series of prompts, Sheyan's pupils suddenly shrank! In fact, the tragic scene of the contractor being beaten into a nest by the sudden appearance of the Delta Force has always been deeply etched in his mind. And he has always been worried about this, that is, these FBI agents may invite reinforcements to participate in the arrest.
"Ten minutes, luckily I still have these ten minutes as a buffer!" Fang Senyan couldn't help but have a thankful thought in his heart.
Being brave does not mean being reckless, and taking risks does not mean risking death. He had no interest in dealing with the upcoming FBI official, Jellos Sardin. Sheyan had every reason to believe that the other party would definitely have an overwhelming advantage. If Sheyan had the marksmanship and abnormal talent "Refraction" of the dead ghost Quest before, then he would still have a slight chance of winning. Unfortunately, his shooting accuracy is limited to within five meters, and it must be a shotgun...
Looking at the countdown time when the nightmare mark was transmitted, Sheyan began to silently recite in his heart:
"Ten, nine, eight, seven..., three, two, one,!"
At the same time, there was a sudden sound in the bag he was carrying. It was as if the ice cracked after being exposed to sunlight. After he took out the satchel, he could see that the transparent box inside was covered with cracks and emitted an unpleasant smell.
And in the vague gloom, the edge of a murderous weapon is ready to emerge!
Fang Senyan found a corner and sat down, leaning his head against the hard wall. A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. He licked the blood stains on his lips that were about to dry but was still wet, and said silently in his heart:
"I want to receive the reward for the main mission: cleaning up the time and space nodes."
"Tip: You still have three hours, seventeen minutes and forty-seven seconds before the deadline to leave this world. After you receive the reward for this mission, you will leave this world within five minutes. Do you want to receive the main mission: Clean up the time and space node? Mission reward? Y/N.”
Sheyan chose "yes" without hesitation.
"You gained 200 general points."
"You gained 1 merit point."
"Your current merit points have accumulated 1 point."
"The higher your merit value, the greater the authority you enjoy in the space, and the more you can enjoy various discount services."
"You have completed your first mission in the nightmare world, and your nightmare mark storage ability is activated."
"This is such an incredible world..." Sheyan smiled tiredly and lit a blood-stained cigarette for himself. After taking a deep breath, he relaxed and leaned against the wall. His eyes were slightly distracted. Passing over the high-rise buildings in front of me, I gazed at the setting sun on the horizon. I just rested peacefully among the buildings in Los Angeles. Under the sky of the 1980s, in this scorching but warm sunshine...
Then his figure gradually faded, and finally disappeared into the air. Just ten minutes later, FBI backup surrounded the place, but all they got in the end was a pool of blood that had not yet dried and a torn black windbreaker.