A gunshot, which was as shocking as thunder in the extremely quiet Mahad Palace, also made him feel annoyed. He wasn't worried about who the bullet would hit, but with this sound of the gunshot, their actions tonight would be completely exposed. Whether it was them or Zhou Ming at the door, they were originally taking a risk, but now, the danger had pushed them to the edge of the cliff.
He grabbed his head hard, feeling that he had really failed as the King of Soldiers to make such a mistake during an operation. Even if these people were the most elite agents of the CIA, he could not forgive them.
'Captain, what should we do now?'
Facing the anxious questions of the other team members, he gritted his teeth and said, 'Continue the operation. Since the covert approach didn't work, we'll try the overt approach. Let's fight those Americans and show them what Chinese soldiers are capable of!'
With a shout, he drew his pistol from his waistband and charged up the stairs, followed by four team members. Three team members climbed up the stairs along the columns, while one team member, carrying a small-calibre sniper rifle on his back, searched for an angle to take up the sniper and firepower suppression tasks. This is the professionalism of these special forces. Despite the haste, they are not completely flustered, and they are still very organised in organising the attack.
The doors to the rooms on the second floor opened one after the other. The American agents, who had not gone to bed, came out to check the situation. But the Chinese soldiers were very quick. They kicked open the door with their feet and shot the other side dead with their guns.
Of course, some were more cautious and reacted quickly to avoid or shoot the pistol away, but in the subsequent hand-to-hand combat, these agents also died at the hands of the Hua Xia soldiers. Some tried to sneak open the door to shoot a quick shot, which they managed to do without the front team noticing, but they couldn't escape the sniper's eyes and died behind the door after a few shots.
Then the four of them checked each room in turn, while the other four followed up to the third floor. After all, the American secret agents were numerous. As soon as they had been assigned their tasks, they saw a figure roll several times and then run upstairs, shouting as he ran, 'Director, bad news, the Huaxia people are attacking!'
He managed to hide from their view, but not from the sniper's. As soon as he poked his head out on the third floor, the sniper shot him in the head without mercy.
The gunfire below was like firecrackers, and the last agent desperately shouted for help. Naturally, the two CIA officials in charge above got the message. As negotiators with the Kurds, they were not without strategy or political acumen, so they immediately reacted to Zhou Ming's plan: 'Damn it, these despicable Chinese people want to kill us, so they've forced the Kurds to listen to them. We absolutely can't let those yellow monkeys get their way!'
The the racist director shouted, then opened his wardrobe and pulled out a rope from inside, which he quickly tied to the foot of the bed. Then the two of them grabbed the rope and jumped off the third floor.
As for their actions, the special forces below were also well prepared. They quickly identified the direction, then signalled for two team members to rush into a room on the second floor and raise their guns in preparation to shoot the last two people who were about to pass by.
But in the end the two cia officers were not stupid. Just as the team members raised their guns and aimed at the window, two ropes hanging from the third floor suddenly made two loud bangs, and two dark objects smashed the window and were thrown in.
'Be careful!'
The two team members had barely shouted this warning when they saw a blinding flash of white light and could no longer see anything.
The two team members were also experienced special forces soldiers. They didn't foolishly wait in place, but rolled to the sand table and other coverings according to memory, waiting for their vision to return.
But it was just a matter of seconds, and the two CIA officers quickly dashed past the second floor and finally jumped onto the lawn outside, running towards the door.
On the floor, he saw the last and most important two escapees. Watching them desperately running towards the door, and also seeing the Kurdish palace guards at the door, a chill ran through his heart. He knew that the operation that night had been a complete failure so far, and because of their failure, perhaps all of them would be killed here.
The team members around were firing their guns at the two men desperately, but it was nighttime and they were experienced agents, so of course they couldn't hit them.
Meanwhile At that moment, at the inn's entrance, Princess Lei Ya could guess what was going on inside from the gunshots and shouts, even though she was just at the entrance. She immediately turned her head and angrily said to Zhou Ming, 'It's you. You didn't come here to discuss things with those Americans at all, you came here to kill them!'
Zhou Ming didn't say anything back to her, but just sighed inwardly: it seems that emulating famous people and events in history is really not that simple. Besides, even though the people he brought with him were very strong special forces, the other party was not idiots standing there. They were able to cross the front lines of the war and come to this rear area to make contact with the Kurds. This is proof that they are the best secret agents, and they won't let themselves be caught so easily.
Especially when Zhou Zhou Ming saw two Americans jump off the ground and run over here without any problems, and he lamented in his heart: It seems that my good luck has really come to an end. Doing such a thing in the Kurdish palace, I'm afraid I'll be executed here.
But when Zhou Ming was about to give up, he thought: Damn it, since I was reborn, when have I ever relied on luck? Haven't I always fought my way through with my own two hands? How can I admit defeat now? And even now, it shouldn't be hopeless!
Zhou Ming thought to himself shouted, while his brain started to spin. As he watched the two men running over, Zhou Ming immediately blocked in front of Lea and shouted, 'Princess Lea, watch out, I'll help you execute these two people!'
Hearing Zhou Ming shout, the cia officer who had just run out was momentarily stunned. Then, as they took out their pistols and aimed them at Princess Lea or Zhou Ming, who was blocking her way, Zhou Ming, the palace guards behind them immediately shot without hesitation. Amidst the sound of gunfire, the last two CIA agents were shot to pieces.
As the last cia officers fell limp on the lawn, everyone was stunned. The villa and all the special forces members looked on in disbelief, they were annoyed that they had thought the mission had failed and were all thinking about how to escape from the palace with Zhou Ming, but they didn't expect that in the end Zhou Ming actually used a clever method to kill the last two people in front of Princess Lea using the palace guards' guns.
Princess Lea also widened her eyes. She couldn't believe it, that the last two people were killed right in front of her eyes, and she couldn't do anything about it.
Zhou Ming let out a sigh of relief, because up to this point, the whole thing had finally returned to the trajectory where it should be.
'Damn it you idiots, don't you have eyes? Who gave you permission to fire? Don't you know that those two are our most important guests? Do you all want to be executed and unable to go to heaven because of your sins?
Rhea angrily berated the palace guards behind her, while Zhou Ming handed over his protective pistol: 'Your Royal Highness, I think you shouldn't blame them. I think they they just wanted to protect you. After all, they had already drawn their weapons, and if they had wounded you, they would not have been able to explain to your father.'
Hearing Zhou Ming Rhea immediately turned around and angrily said, 'It is you, despicable bastard, who should be killed!'
Zhou Ming said meaningfully, 'Despicable bastard? That's a good name, but it seems that before you scold me, we should first deal with the matter at hand. Everything is as you expected. My men have killed all the Americans in the villa. So now, can I let them safely come out of the room?'
'I really want use a rocket launcher to blow up your people and this house together into the sky!' Lea gritted her teeth and said.
Zhou Ming laughed laughed, 'I can understand Princess Lea's feelings right now, but I advise you not to act rashly. It's best to wait for your father to come. After all, with the Americans gone, we are your only partner.'
Lea looked at Zhou Ming's smile on his face. She really wanted to kick him, but no matter how stubborn she was, she also understood that what Zhou Ming said was the truth. Therefore, she could only choose to endure it, even if she bit her silver teeth, she could only swallow them.
Something Such a big thing happened in the palace, so naturally someone reported it to the chief, Jaoalan, at the first opportunity. Jaoalan also hurriedly arrived at the inn, and when he arrived, Zhou Minghe and his ten-person desert squad were standing at the door, surrounded by the palace guards commanded by Lea.
'Father, these damned Chinese attacked the American post in the night and killed all the Americans.'
Seeing Gáo Lán came over. Rhea immediately went over to him and reported the situation angrily, but in the face of Rhea's report, Gaoran didn't express any opinions and just walked over with a dark face.
At this moment , all the American CIA agents who had been killed were piled up on the lawn, but at the moment, Gaoran didn't even have the interest to take a look. He went directly to Zhou Ming and took a gun from a palace guard and pointed it at Zhou Ming, saying, 'Chinese, it seems I underestimated you. I never thought you would dare to do such a thing. But do you know that this is my palace, and I have the right to execute anyone here!'
Hearing Rhea translation of his own, Zhou Ming smiled, and he said to himself helplessly: My Gaolan Chief Your Majesty, the plot has already reached this point, can you stop pretending?
But in his heart was helpless, but the show had to be played out. Zhou Ming nodded with both hands spread out: 'Of course I know, you are the emperor here, in your words, you are Harry. You can certainly execute me, but are you sure you really want to do that?'
'Why not do so,' Gaoran retorted, 'do you think I'm afraid just because you're a member of the Chinese embassy?'
Facing Gaoran the murderous and evil retort, Zhou Ming suddenly laughed: 'It seems that I have misunderstood. I originally thought that Chief Jao Lan arranged for me to stay in this luxurious hotel with those Americans because you had not made a choice between me and them, so I did these things to help you make a choice, but it seems to be a waste of effort. In fact, Your Highness the Sheikh has already made a choice.'
Zhou Ming raised his hands and continued, 'Fine, then you can tie us all up and hand us over to the Americans as an apology for their support in establishing your country. Go ahead.'
Gao Lan's eyes grew wider, and he gritted his teeth and said, 'Don't push me, do you really think I won't dare?'
'Then please Chief Ghaolan, go ahead and shoot,' said Zhou Ming, unafraid. 'But if Chief Ghaolan doesn't intend to shoot, I think we should talk about our cooperation.'
At Zhou Ming , the Emir of Garoaland shook with anger. Finally, unable to hold back any longer, he yelled and fired wildly into the sky. After emptying all his bullets, he said to Zhou Ming, 'Please come with me to the palace. I need to discuss the next cooperation matters with you.'
Leaving these words and turned his back on Oland, not even waiting for Rhea to translate what he had said. It was clear how frustrated and angry he was, and it was not hard to imagine that if he could, would definitely want to dismember or chop Zhou Ming into mincemeat, but now he could only hold back all his anger and negotiate with Zhou Ming.
This made Zhou Ming reminded Zhou Ming of a very popular quote on the internet: 'I just love the way you can't stand the sight of me, hate me so much it hurts, but there's nothing I can do about it.'