543: Ye Jian, What Else Do You Know

Ye Jian, What Else Do You Know

Seeing that the bullets managed to strike an object so far away, the two of them fired blindly in the direction where the bullet came from, suppressing the target's firepower.1

Under the cover of Xia Jinyuan, Ye Jian rolled forward when she entered the room. With the help of the night-vision goggles, she saw a figure squatting by the side of the table.

This was a man with deep-set facial features and dark skin. He was short but had strong limbs. He was indeed holding a sniper rifle.

Ye Jian narrowed her gaze as she aimed and fired at the man's wrist. Her first shot hit the man's knee and the second struck the man's right hand. The bullet put a hole in his palm and the man's muffled scream was heard after two shots.

He could tolerate pain well. He wasn't howling in pain. Even if his bones were broken, he could still swallow his blood and tears.

"How's the situation on your side?" J5's voice sounded from the earpiece as Xia Jinyuan was tying the man's hands with his belt. "We found a truck that is full of fuel. It's best to take the hostages and drive out."

Ye Jian handed the sterile bandages to Xia Jinyuan and reported their situation in English. "The target has been caught. It's a big fish, could be useful. Where's the jeep? We can set off immediately."

He then sprayed some painkillers into the two wounded areas. As for extracting the bullets, that was out of the question. It was kind enough of him to not send the man to heaven.

At this moment, all the firepower was concentrated on the South. Although there were still stray bullets in the Northeast, it was a breeze for the Snow Region Brigade soldiers to get rid of these guys.

The five hostages didn't affect the speed of the Snow Region Brigade. However, one was a bit unlucky. A stray bullet struck him in his shoulder blade and got stuck in the crack of his bones. It hurt so much that he was twisting and squealing in pain.

Their mouths were stuffed with cloth. They wanted to speak, but they could only do so after the cloth was out of their mouth.

The truck was a means of transportation for the al-Qaeda members to go out. When they stopped over, two wheels were burst, the front windshield was already shattered. The trunk was also ridden with bullet holes.

Being on alert and wary of stray bullets, changing the tires, checking the fuel tanks… All these were carried out fluidly.

G3 held the wheel and Ye Jian took the wrench and removed the wheel. Her movements were so smooth… like a car mechanic. G3 was stunned, "You even learned this?"

"I trained with the motorized infantry for a month. I learned how to repair cars every day for an hour. I do know how to at least change a tire." Sweat dripped from her forehead and onto the back of G3's hand. "All done. Take the jack off and change the front wheel."

G3 rolled the burst wheel aside and placed the jack at the front wheel. He then saw Ye Jian removing the nuts with the wrench. G3 couldn't help but smile, "You really… can do everything. Reconnaissance, sniper, assault, car repair… I guess you can drive too. I was still dreaming of being a soldier at your age, like a silly boy."

Two wheels were replaced in two minutes. Ye Jian smiled, "I'm still far behind you guys. I still have to work hard. It's done, let's retreat."

The next step was to get out of the place and leave the tiger's den.

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