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Chapter Sixty-Four: Preemptive Strike

With a bang, the sand eagle was thrown heavily on the table. The beech wood table shook, and the nighthawk was angrily protesting its dissatisfaction with a dull sound!

Nighthawk lay down freely, and he was trapped in the sofa! He picked up the satellite phone at his hand, found the most comfortable position, and then called the phone that he hadn't dialed for a long time!

After the phone was connected, Nighthawk tried to say sweetly in his gentleest voice: "Hey! Is it my wife? I am your most gentle, considerate and comfortable husband! I haven't greeted you for many days. I'm here to pay my respects to you, the Empress Dowager!"

As soon as Ye Ying finished speaking, Zhou Zhou on the other end of the phone sighed speechlessly: "Your mouth is getting sweeter and sweeter! I haven't called to ask for it for many days. If it weren't for the sake of my son, I would have hung up your phone!"

"Yes, yes, yes! It's all my fault. Am I busy? Look, whenever I have time, wouldn't I call you to pay my respects?" Nighthawk's face was almost piled up, and he was laughing and no one would believe that he was a great hero in the world! Is it completely different from the wretched uncle?

Zhou Zhou spat fiercely: "I think you didn't come to me intentionally, but asked your son that's true, right?"

Zhou Zhou said to Nighthawk's thoughts in one word, and Nighthawk laughed awkwardly: "Mother and son are in love, I'm happy to talk to anyone! Especially the wife who created a great baby for me, I can't love you for the rest of my life!"

Zhou Zhou burst into laughter: "Okay, OK, it's so sweet that you're almost honey! Okay, everything is fine, you don't have to worry about it. Take good care of yourself outside alone and don't try to find the most dangerous things to do! You have a son now, think about your son more!"

Nighthawk felt his eyes a little wet, and he replied heavily: "It must be! For you two, I will definitely live well!"

Zhou Zhou choked up a little: "Come back early, my son and I are waiting for you at home!"

After hanging up the phone, Nighthawk fell into deep thoughts for a long time! How long did he want his parents to give him some love! Children who grew up with the rolling eyes and ridicule of others always long for fatherly and motherly love in their hearts!

Listening to his son's crying on the phone, Nighthawk smiled faintly again! He swore in his heart that he must go back alive and that his son must not repeat his mistakes!

Dongdong! The door was knocked heavily, Nighthawk raised his head from the sofa, Junzhai walked in from outside with a smile, hugging the landmine and smiling! Yasha and Leng Dong followed behind!

"What's so happy about it? It's like winning the top prize?" Nighthawk rolled his eyes and looked at the people!

"It's so satisfying Captain!" The military spear suddenly shouted: "It's so fucking satisfying! I heard that you've had a fight with those killers alone! It's so awesome! It's a big shot for them!"

"What a pity, Yukiki was still killed! This achievement can't be replaced by anything!" Nighthawk lay back on the sofa, looking at the ceiling! He didn't even take away Yukiki's body in the end, because he was still a wanted person after all!

The military sect stopped laughing and looked around and said blankly: "Did I say something wrong?"

"You are a natural idiot and a little bitch!" Yasha glared at Junta fiercely, walked to Yeying and comforted: "Captain, forget it! People always have good fortune and good fortune. We can't even say when we don't have our own lives. Who can guarantee that what we say will be fulfilled? Just have a clear conscience, you have already made the best efforts!"

Nighthawk sat up and smiled at Yasha barely: "What you said is right, but there is always something heavy in your heart! Black bear gave his life to save me, and I was also very sad at that time! But later I was busy with my own life and gradually forgot about it! In many tasks, Qin Lian, Wang Chao, and many teammates who could not say their names! Are their sacrifices really destined?"

"I thought about it for a long time, but I never thought of an answer! But their sacrifices were all to save more people's lives! What can we say? I don't want to say a few words of slandering at the memorial service of a comrade in the future, and say a few nonsense about being mournful and following the changes!"

Juntao was a little confused. Looking at his teammates who were gradually lowering his head, Juntao touched his head and asked, "Captain? Do you have anything to say?"

"You are so dull that you even laugh at the pig. Isn't it nonsense? Where do you think the captain is giving you a speech?" Yasha turned around and scolded Junta. He looked at him and wanted to brainwash the Junta directly!

Nighthawk smiled: "Yes, I really have an unshirkable responsibility for Yukiki's death. It's not a matter of sorry or two that can solve the problem! I don't want to escape this problem, we are escaping too much! Now, we have to take up our weapons to fight, no matter where the killers are, I have to find them out! Because, I don't want any bullets shot from the darkness anymore, I hope each of us can go back alive!"

Nighthawk looked at everyone with great sincerity. This is his heartfelt words! They have been passive for a long time! Whether in Fuso or in Africa, those experts who create conspiracies always send a fatal blow when people are most relaxed. Nighthawk has been completely fed up and he wants to fight back! He wants to start fighting back!

Junta blinked: "Then, where are we going to start? The killer is not a killer's name engraved on his head. We can't go to the street to ask you one by one if you are not a killer, and then be scolded as crazy, right?"

"If the killer can really have the IQ as you, I will definitely go to the best temple in Fusang to burn the highest incense to worship God to fulfill his wish! Then I will kowtow to the Buddha nine hundred and ninety-nine times for thanking him for blessing the killer's IQ is really the same as you!" Yasha squinted his eyes and joked! Junta turned his eyes to the sky and whistled leisurely!

Nighthawk touched his head and said helplessly: "Can't you think of a good way to come out when you quarrel? What's the use of quarreling like this all day?"

"There's it!" Jun Shi suddenly shouted loudly, scaring the people in the room. Jun Shi smiled and said with a smile: "We can download all the killer movies online. Movies are the best things to teach people! As long as there are some in the movies, there will definitely be people learning, and there is no need to be afraid of not finding any trace of the killer!"

"Damn!" Even the mines that didn't usually speak were raised to the military base!

"What? Is this a bad proposal? This is the best proposal I thought of!" The military spear asked everyone with some disappointment!

"It's so bad, okay?" Nighthawk really wanted to find something to knock on his head, or divide half of his brain cells to the military sect to tell the brother not to think about things so simply: "You'd better shut up, let's think about it!"

"Go and ask Oshimamaru?"

Everyone turned their heads, Leng Dong leaned against the door, and said shyly: "You only asked the whereabouts of the remaining ninjas, but they didn't ask the place where the Cobra Killer was hiding! I think he must have known it. While the secret has not been leaked now, let's go and ask him quickly!"

"What a great idea! How do you know what I'm going to talk about next? You know me so well!" Jun Shi laughed and hugged Leng Dong's neck and shook it left and right, like a couple who were in love!

"You are so shameless!" Yasha looked at the Junta coldly, and gave him a negative score in his heart!

"Leng Dong's proposal is good!" Nighthawk stood up with a smile: "Let's go, let's ask Oshimamaru! This guy must have something else to say! Humph, since you want to take your things safely, then tell me what you know!"

On the street two hundred meters away, Fisher spitted out the cigarette in his mouth and untied the long bag behind him. A sniper rifle with silver all over his body appeared on the street in full view! All the pedestrians around were shocked, and no one knew what the foreigner was going to do with a gun?

"I've been looking for you for a long time! This time, let me solve all of you!" Fisher's lips sneered and pulled the trigger with his fingers!

With a bang, the glass of the apartment building where Nighthawk is located was broken! The bulletproof glass that can block AK47's continuous shooting actually burst into pieces fragilely under the enemy's shot!

"Let's go down!" Nighthawk roared and rushed to Yasha, and the others also lay down as fast as possible! Glass chips flew, and thick glass hitting people, causing pain!

The streets were already open, and the pedestrians avoided them. Soon, Fisher was the only one left on the huge street!

Fisher shook his head and sighed, "It's actually bulletproof glass, it's really a waste!"

I don’t know if he was sighing or wasting a chance to kill two people at the same time! Fisher’s fingers snapped his fingers in the air very loudly, and more than 40 killers holding sniper rifles and submachine guns quickly surged out from both sides! They were all elite subordinates trained by Fisher for many years, and it would be no problem to be ten!

After crossing Fisherman, the killers pulled the bolts and swept to the room on the third floor of the apartment building with broken glass!

Bullets were flying all over the sky, and the few people lying on the ground feeling the bullets brushed over their scalp and all cried!

"Climb, climb forward, are you going to wait for death here?" Nighthawk grabbed the sand eagle on the table! Faced with an opponent who was shooting at a long distance with a gun, this perverted gun was still useful!

The five people twisted desperately on the ground like five invertebrates! The shooting points of the killers were too low, almost flying across everyone's butts! The five Nighthawks could not even use the simplest low posture to creep, and could only move their bodies by friction between the body and the floor!

But as soon as they left the room, the killers seemed to have perspective eyes that could penetrate the wall, and the bullet followed him to the next room!

The uneven bullets swept on the bulletproof glass on a large scale! Even if they could withstand the frontal shooting of rocket launchers, they could not withstand the volley of forty people holding large-caliber guns at the same time! The bulletproof glass lasted for only twenty seconds and then shattered!

Enjoying the fragments of glass that were scattered on his body, Junta cried and shouted at Nighthawk: "Captain, it seems that there is no need to ask Oshimamaru anymore. The killer has come to his house by himself!"

"Nonsense! You think I'm blind!" Nighthawk was lying on the ground in a mess!

Take out a bag from one corner of the window, and Nighthawk quickly takes out a grenade from the bag!

He shouted desperately: "Let's go down and be careful of the grenade!"

The nighthawk was thrown toward the window!

With a loud bang, the bomb exploded in the room!
Chapter completed!
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