C192 Sneaking into New Beijing Prison

Lu Yan's eyes swept across the place, and sure enough, there was a submachine gun and a bomb that had a very strong explosive power.

It seemed like these people were planning to fight in a more straightforward manner.

He placed the backpack on the ground and stuck his body inside, so that the grass would cover him better and not destroy the grass.

Since he was already here, he might as well take care of it. He wanted to join in on the fun, but the main point was to kill Murong Ming.

Seeing that the sky was so far away that he could not even see his own fingers, Lu Yan decided to just concentrate and close his eyes. He lay there motionless.

These Terrorism had actually come for a long time. They had a more detailed map in their hands, which was their only goal.

When Lu Yan returned back, they had already picked up their luggage and left.

After observing the place, they chose to be far from Lu Yan's line of sight. It was not too far away, and was directly toward a location in the New Capital City Prison.

Due to the large number of people, their goal was to split up in an orderly manner.

Night gradually pulled the curtain of darkness, and the stars and moon seemed to sense that something was wrong, and hurriedly hid in the dark clouds.

The entire sky was overcast, and those people and Lu Yan did not move. The closer they got to the opportunity, the calmer they had to be.

Under the natural protection of the night, these figures merged into the night.

After about two hours, it was already past ten. Based on the escape routes marked out by the, combined with the locations chosen by the Terrorism, it was more than likely that they wanted to force their way through.

This meant that the fun was over. After thinking about it, he actually had a faint sense of anticipation.

It was also at this time that the leader lowered his voice and said to the people beside him, "In another five minutes, it will be time for them to change their position. At this time, our firepower will be at its highest."

Lu Yan's lazy body instinctively started to react, his ears twitched, and heard the other party's words even more clearly. These people actually clearly understood the time of the change of sentry.

He turned around and lay on the ground. Through the gaps between the grass, he observed the actions of these people. Although it was night time, he could see everything clearly.

More than three minutes later, when all the men were ready and equipped, the leader slowly stretched out his hand.

Everyone's eyes then gathered on that hand. One minute, it was very accurate to say that the guard who had just changed his guard had arrived. The hand swung down hard.

In the dark night, a brilliant light suddenly shone, as if a torch had lit up the entire dark night. In the darkness, sparks were constantly flashing and gunshots were even more unstoppable.

The soldiers of New Capital City Prison were obviously not weak either, they reacted in the shortest time possible, even though there were some casualties.

Bang!

Accompanying the sound of the wind, a bomb was thrown out.

"What the hell! It's so exciting, is this still China?" Lu Yan's eyes were wide open as he exclaimed in shock.

The intense battle finally began because of the thunderous sound of his life.

The sound of gunfire filled the air. Because of the surrounding mountains, the sound of gunfire did not travel very far.

The camping enthusiasts were awakened one after another, cursing incessantly.

The young man tore off his eyepatch, suddenly got up and wiped off his sweat. "Who the hell wants to play game in the middle of the night?"

There were also people who noticed the change and looked doubtful. "It doesn't sound like an earth gun."

"Yeah, the sound is more concentrated with durability." Someone echoed.

"You're overthinking it. Is there anything more attractive than the beautiful woman in our tent?" The man sneered.

They looked at each other, shook their heads, and went into the tent.

When the battle started, Lu Yan was still hiding in the grass, waiting for the right time to make his move.

In his eyes, besides the blazing fire that soared to the sky, there was also a burning passion.

While sighing, Lu Yan realized that he had underestimated them, under the extreme pressure of the firepower.

They were still fearless, and there were no major casualties. Another army car appeared at the entrance of New Capital City Prison.

Soldiers armed with advanced submachine guns had a clear target and were tightly guarding the gate.

The confrontation between the two sides of the line of fire was caused by the night or the terrain.

The Terrorism was in a stalemate with the powerful New Capital City Prison for a long time.

"Bam!" A custom-made bomb escaped from the hands of the younger man.

The leader of the Terrorism also felt pressured by the extreme firepower of the New Capital City Prison.

However, there was no change in his resolute expression. This mission was definitely going to be completed.

The number of vehicles sent out by the New Capital City Prison was three times more than the number in the entire Terrorism.

However, for a long time, he didn't get any advantage and was instead slightly pulled.

Lu Yan's eyes flickered with an exceptionally strong flame, allowing him to calm down and enjoy his city life.

It was as if he had returned to the days of being bathed in blood amidst the piles of bones. He was filled with excitement and restlessness.

It made his blood boil, made him hold the gun a few times and let go a few times.

If this was a normal situation, he would definitely help the New Capital City Prison.

One had to know that the identities of the people inside were all extremely terrifying. If they were to be released, it would all be a storm.

It was just that at this time, from a certain point of view, his goal was the same as the Terrorism.

The only thought he had was not to reveal himself.

National Security Agency's special agent killing people while escaping from prison to help Terrorism break out of jail. What kind of incident was this?

By then, even the old man would be under great pressure, not to mention protecting him.

As Lu Yan listened to the gunshots beside his ears, the firepower from the start had increased by a lot.

It could even be said that it was as dense as a huge net, a certain Commander from the New Capital City Prison.

He made a hand gesture, telling the assaulters to use firepower to suppress him.

At that time, some people would immediately understand. However, when they slightly straightened their bodies, they would be killed in one hit.

The Commander only glanced at him indifferently, and continued to signal for people to restrain him.

Unexpectedly, the Terrorism's equipment was still behind them, and they took out the C4 bomb.

Lu Yan immediately opened his eyes wide, scolding them, these people are crazy, do they not want to live? He glanced at it. The amount of C4 required was not small.

The bomb and TNT are similar in composition, but they are just a measure.

Lu Yan was really looking forward to this scene.

At the same time, he was also thinking how rare this organization's style of doing things was.

Even the reputed Death God wouldn't use it at such a close distance on the battlefield.

If he wanted to use direct aerial bombardment, a gust of wind would gush out like thunder. Such a bloody scene.

He didn't know how much he had experienced. As a secret service agent, his heart was often burdened after killing someone.

All the alcohol and women became indispensable to the secret service, or to the assassins and mercenaries.

He remembered that he was still not this strong, and had only just reached the initial stage.

After killing someone, he would often have nightmares, and after a long time, he would get used to it.

What's more, what kind of person was he? At most, he would just kill him again in his dreams.

Lu Yan turned to look, and placed the spear in front of him. The night was dark.

The battle went on for about five minutes, probably because it was late at night.

Even if the mountaineering fans heard it, they were not in the mood to care.

A large net made of firepower was thrown at the New Capital City Prison.

The fallen figures of the New Capital City Prison walked forward, looking a bit young.

Lu Yan licked his lips, his eyes revealing a sinister light.

He only needed to wait for another fierce attack from the Terrorism to sneak in without anyone noticing.

As for the location of Murong Ming's imprisonment, he was already very clear about it through Mu Shanshan.

Or else, Mu Shanshan had a powerful background, she could even obtain this kind of thing.

The Terrorism had obviously come prepared and only started moving today.

Finally, the leader of the Terrorism seemed to be able to sense Lu Yan's thoughts.

With a wave of his hand, several grenades streaked across the night sky. The dark and gloomy night sky was lit up by the interweaving firepower.

Lu Yan lowered his body and dived down along the small path, his goal was to circle behind Terrorism.

He then entered the lake and then sneaked into the prison.

Although the design of the New Capital City Prison was very meticulous, but that height of the wall still wasn't difficult for Lu Yan.

Carrying his spear and advancing forward, Lu Yan went along a path that was covered with thorns, which had long been sealed, and hid and dodged along the way.

After circling behind Terrorism, he felt that with their firepower, they would be able to finish the battle in a short time.

Thus, without any ethics or morals, he gave the Terrorism a pike, turned around, and silently entered the lake.

Seemingly sensed the sound of wind, the figures of the Terrorism people fell.

But Lu Yan never thought that this would cause the Terrorism to lose his patience.

Special explosives will be brought in in case of any internal security measures being taken to blow up the prison.

It was clear that the leader of the Terrorism did not care about their wounds due to being restricted by the New Capital City Prison.

If he glanced closely, it would be easy for his experience to see that the bullet had gone through his back.

Of course, because Lu Yan was extremely proficient with the way of the spear, he shot from the back and directly pierced the body.

Lu Yan had already snuck to a relatively hidden corner from the lake.

He was dressed in a dark blue suit that clung to his body. Actually, some of the novels and movies about ninjas, killers, and other black clothes were somewhat different from the actual situation.

Only by wearing dark blue clothes would one be able to blend into the darkness of the night, becoming one with the world.

As a result, he would not be discovered. Moreover, he would be able to smoothly hide himself in some dense bushes. These bushes were also relatively hidden.

Unlike black clothes, they were much more contrasting when compared to the environment.

Lu Yan stuck close to the wall and pointed his gun downwards. He raised his head and observed the wall.

In the end, he moved his muscles and bones, at the same time, activating Eighteen Bitter Flame Meridians. Lu Yan calculated the time, and about ten minutes later, the Eighteen Bitter Flame Meridians's power would be at its strongest.

It had the same durability, but once time passed, his strength would return to a low state, and even his body would collapse. Of course, this was in the case of transitional consumption.

He deliberately stepped on the spot that he had calculated earlier and jumped over the top of the wall in a split-second.

It was because the soldiers that knew that most of them had the ability to fight had already been transferred outside to fight the Terrorism.

Therefore, he swaggered in without batting an eyelid, as if he was strolling in his own backyard.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

With three consecutive explosions, several large pits had already been blasted open in front of New Capital City Prison in the darkness.

In that instant, dirt and rocks flew everywhere. They couldn't help but admire the person who made the special bomb.

Decrease the sound while reducing the volume, but the quantity is multiplied.

To the extent that even the smallest of hand grenades could raise the wind and dust, sweeping away debris.

Both sides had lost almost all of their vitality in this rhythm. It was as if the Terrorism had brought some form of equipment.

The New Capital City Prison's communication signal was blocked, seeing the heavy casualties, he could not request for reinforcements.

It could only be said that the Terrorism's plans were too thorough and strict.