Chapter 1113

Qin Fei almost subconsciously decided on the plan of counterattack - he could hold the other party's barrel with his free left hand while opening the gun, and then shoot above the windowsill.

There is a wooden structure. Glock 18 should be able to penetrate the not too thick window edge and shoot the enemy hiding on the roof above the window.

However, this is just an idea.

Because Qin Fei soon found that Michelle's face hung upside down and stretched out from the window.

"Is it you!?" Michelle obviously saw Qin Fei too. She looked a little surprised. Maybe she didn't expect to find Qin Fei hiding here.

"Falk! Major! You'll have an accident like this. If I almost shot just now!" Qin Fei suddenly became a little angry. What international joke is this!? As a commanding officer of mi17 action group, he hid on the roof outside the attic like a wronged little girl

Qin Fei noticed that Michelle's eyes were red.

He was stunned.

Perhaps Michelle's commander identity, coupled with professional soldiers and agents, he almost forgot that this is also a woman.

People have weaknesses.

This is what the old man said. No one is a God, nor are soldiers. They will cry, collapse, get hurt and die.

He put away his pistol and asked Michelle, "major, don't tell me you climbed here to see the night sky."

"I came to see the stars and the moon." Michelle also put away her P226 pistol and replied expressionless.

Her words made Qin Fei choke. Unexpectedly, the female officer made no secret of it.

Perhaps it is the difference between eastern and Western cultures, which is the generation gap.

Qin Fei jumped up the window and out of the roof.

The weather in Johannesburg is fine tonight. The sky is clear at night. You can see the boundless starry sky.

"You look a little tired, major. I don't think you should go back and have a rest."

"I can't sleep." Michelle took a small bottle from the side, put it in her mouth and drank.

Qin Fei noticed that the major himself got a small bottle of brandy from the refrigerator, which is estimated to be about 32.

Drinking may be the only way Michelle can relax her nerves now.

"Hugo's okay."

Qin Fei tried to pick some good news and said that he thought it would make Michelle feel better.

If both men die, Michelle will be under more pressure.

"Well, I see. I asked the doctor on the first floor before. After observing tonight, they will send him away early in the morning, and then go to a more fully equipped hospital for treatment."

"About Joyce..." Qin Fei said, "I'm sorry, and I want to tell you that her death was an accident, not your command responsibility. As a mercenary leader, I understand you very much."

"Thank you for your comfort, but I'm not so fragile. I'm just in a bad mood." Michelle took another sip of wine.

Suddenly, she looked at Qin Fei sideways and asked, "I've decided to be a professional soldier since I was a child, so I've long been mentally prepared. We can't control death, so we can only let it go."

"It's good to know how to think like that." Qin Fei suddenly remembered what Michelle had just said and asked, "it's rare to see girls regard soldiers as ideal since childhood. You're still a special kind."

"Can girls only dream of being stars and princesses? My favorite toy is not Barbie doll, but a Beretta s682 Double Barrel Shotgun," Michelle said.

Qin Fei's eyes lit up and said with a smile, "your hobby is still very special."

Michelle said: "Yes, because I was born in a professional military family. My grandfather was a soldier and participated in World War II. My father first read at the Royal Military Academy in Sandhurst and later entered the Royal Marine Corps. In the 1970s, when the problem of being loved was the most serious, he volunteered to join the SAS team for selection, and then stationed in Northern Ireland to participate in secret operations. He also won the Knight Medal for this."

Qin Fei said, "it's a woman who inherits her father's business."

Michelle didn't speak, took another sip of wine and said to herself, "so you don't have to worry about me. My psychological endurance is very strong. When I was twelve, my father died to save me and my mother."

After that, he turned his head and stared at Qin Fei.

Qin Fei became a little embarrassed. He shouldn't ask this. After all, it's someone else's sadness and privacy.

However, Michelle looked at herself as if expecting an answer.

"My father is also a soldier, and I have served in military service, which can be regarded as a military family..." he did not ask Michelle how his father died and tried to avoid this sensitive topic.

"When I came back from school that day, my mother should have been at home, but after I entered the door, I was covered in my mouth and fainted. When I woke up, I found that my mother and I were tied to a chair and were full of bombs. Those bombs were made and exquisite, and there were many traps, including a very thin metal wire connecting the door handle..."

Michelle reached out and gestured in the air.

"As long as you twist it, my mother and I will be blown to pieces."

Qin Fei was shocked again. Unexpectedly, Michelle had experienced such a thrilling thing.

"It was sent by the leader of an extreme branch of the Northern Ireland Republican Army, because my father was chasing them. They felt desperate and had to retaliate against my father. He wanted my father to see his close relatives killed and completely destroy his morale."

"Finally..." Qin Fei didn't know whether he should ask, so he hesitated: "what happened in the end?"

"My father found a problem when he came home, but the time bomb has a time limit. He must do it himself before the reinforcements arrive."

Michelle looked at the stars in the distance and said for a long time: "he killed the four Republican troops ambushed in my house, but he was also shot, but he still supported to dismantle the bombs for us..."

Qin Fei dared not ask.

After all, I know that Michelle's father is dead. Since he is dead, the ending of this story will certainly not be a reunion story of heroes saving their families.

Reality is reality. It will never be a novel. Reality is always cruel.

"My father's injury caused a lot of internal bleeding. He had three bullet holes..."

Michelle said: "no one, including me now, knows how my father supported us in that situation and then dismantled the bomb for our mother and daughter. Later, everyone said it was a miracle. I know why, this is love."

Looking at Qin Fei, Michelle said: "when my father was alive, I often asked him why he always went out early and came back late, why he often disappeared for a period of time. I don't understand. I said why your work is different from others' father, and can you change a job. In my eyes, my father is omnipotent. He can do everything he wants to do, very competent and excellent."

"But my father seriously told me that in this world, some jobs are too dangerous and too tired, but they always need someone to do them. Everyone doesn't do them. No one will do such work. Everyone wants to live a safe life. In the end, no one is safe."

"I didn't understand at that time. I understood when I grew up, so I also applied for the military academy, starting from the Navy and up to now."

Michelle's words filled Qin Fei with emotion.

Michelle's experience is really too much like herself. They are all from special forces, military families and engaged in secret operations. The only difference is that Michelle's father died and his father just disappeared behind his name.

He was so moved that he almost blurted out his own experience.

But soon Qin Fei held back.

It's not easy to reveal too much information about your current identity, otherwise you will be burned.

No one knows whether Michelle's story is true or false. The intelligence community is like this. You can't say too much, especially when your identity is still in the confidentiality stage, no one will become a real friend you can make.

"Major, let's go back. If we can't find you, everyone will worry, and I have something to talk to you." Qin Fei led the topic to another place.

"Well, what can I do for you?" Michelle stood up and threw the brandy bottle hard into the trash can in the yard.

Pass——

The rotating brandy bottle accurately fell into the trash can more than 20 meters away, and Qin Fei's eyebrows jumped again. This is the standard obtained by long-term live ammunition throwing training, which ordinary people can't do.