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All kinds of strange phenomena made the three Sparta instantly alert.
John immediately raised his left hand, indicating to Karl to check whether the door could be opened normally, and then asked Mylon to stand aside to cover.
After receiving the instructions, the two people began to take action.
"Click-"
Karl held the door handle but could not turn it. After letting go, he looked at the two people beside him and shook his head.
Seeing this, John slowly came to Karl's side, and then looked at Mylon.
Mylon immediately understood the meaning and nodded, walked to the front of the door, and then...
"Bang--!"
Mylon Lifted his legs to perform Spartan Kick. The iron door deformed and bent in an instant and was kicked open, causing a large amount of dust to rise along with the door frame.
"Tap!"
Immediately afterwards, Karl and John quickly rushed into the house, and Mylon followed closely behind.
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The interior layout of the house is slightly modern.
There is a long table against the wall on the right, which is filled with various weapons and equipment, as well as several sturdy military computers.
On the left is a rusty iron frame bed with a few stains on the sheets and bedding.
Opposite the door is a window covered with light-blocking cloth, which allows you to observe the Mahmud manor.
The black agent holding a dagger in his hand was facing away from Spartans, who had a tense face.
The agent was shaking all over, his head was twitching, and he was repeating to himself:
"I am Umbrella Agent. I can't neglect my duty. I don't want to kill. I am Umbrellat..."
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Upon seeing this, the three people, who cooperated tacitly, reacted immediately.
Karl walked slowly towards the long table and took the lead in controlling the weapons and equipment.
John and Mylon, one on the left and one on the right, stepped forward, with only two meters left between them.
John asked in a low voice, "Agent, please report the situation."
"Status... report..."
After seeing the black agent turn around, John and Mylon became even more solemn.
The agent's eyes were rolled up, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and veins popped out on his temples.
His expression was sometimes ferocious, sometimes confused, as if he was undergoing a fierce psychological struggle.
But.
"Only killing can set you free."
Following these words, the agent's eyes moved strangely, and finally focused on Mylon.
The agent's move made Mylon's adrenaline surge. If there was anything strange, he wouldn't mind attacking first.
"Whoops!" The dagger was raised high and cut through the air.
"Poof!" The human voice spit out blood.
As expected, the agent launched an attack on Mylon, but the latter dodged sideways and was hit in the chin by a right hook.
"Plop!"
Due to the strong inertia, the agent raised his head and flew into the air. A large amount of blood spurted out of his nose and mouth, and he suddenly lost consciousness and fell to the ground.
Seeing this, John quickly walked to the agent.
Half-kneeling on the ground, he stretched out the index finger of his left hand and put it under the agent's nostril, and then touched the agent's neck.
Then he looked at Mylon who was still on guard and said in a reproachful tone:
"No. 3, your strength almost killed him, please be careful in the future."
"Yes." Mylon entered a serious state and spoke briefly.
John picked up the agent and placed him on the bed, and ordered, "No. 3, go downstairs and monitor the surrounding situation.
On the 4th, we will first contact other teams to confirm whether they have encountered a similar situation to ours, and then report the matter to Command Center."
"Yes."(x2)
The two Sparta acted separately.
Mylon straightened the iron door before leaving the room and closed it before walking downstairs.
Karl uses the computer to switch to the encrypted communication between Sparta to communicate.
And John picked up the rope on the table and tied up the agent whose condition was unknown to prevent him from going crazy after waking up.
Half a minute later;
"No. 7, other groups also encountered similar situations." Karl said.
"Hmm." John, who was squatting behind the window and observing the manor, asked, "What did the base say?"
"The base said we should decide whether to withdraw from the war zone."
John turned his head and looked at Karl and asked, "How did the other Sparta decide?"
"You are the main one." Karl said.
Hearing this, John straightened his posture and continued to observe the manor and said quietly, "Tell the base, Decapitation Operation will carry out the operation as usual."
"Yes."
Afterwards, there was silence in the safe house.
Karl tidied up equipment, John observed the layout of nearby streets, and Mylon was alert to movements outside.
The city remains the same.
The loudspeaker tower continued to repeat Spartans incomprehensible Swahili.
Just wait until night falls, and Dadaab will be completely liberated by Umbrella.
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Time:23:50
It was extremely dark at night.
After all, this place is extremely backward, with only a few wealthy families and manors in the center of the city shining brightly.
On the street.
"Ka~ka~" There was a flame burning in the iron barrel, making a rattling noise.
The firelight illuminated the street corner, providing vision to the two militiamen on duty here.
At this time, a fat militiaman scratched his chin and said lazily to the thin man next to him:
"Ninaendachoo (I'm going to the toilet)." After the fat militiaman finished speaking, he left here holding his rifle.
The thin militiaman looked at the back of his man and reminded, "Baadayashiti, rudiharaka (after taking a shit, come back quickly)!"
"Nini(ah)." The fat man waved his hand.
The thin man shrugged helplessly.
But as soon as he turned around, he saw a very beautiful white woman in front of him.
"Click!" a crisp sound.
Let the last sight of this militiaman before his death be fixed on this beautiful face.
I saw John, Mylon, and Karl appearing on the street corner at some unknown time.
The equipment of the three Sparta is the standard equipment of Umbrella Agent, and the firearms are equipped with Subsonic Rounds and suppressors.
And John was the originator of the clicking sound just now. He easily broke the militiaman's neck with both hands.
"Eh?" The fat militiaman also noticed something strange after his birth.
"Crack!" Before the fat man could turn his head, Mylon also made the same action as John.
"Plop."(x2)
Throwing the two bodies into the alley, they clung to the wall and continued heading east.
Having just completed the assassination, they didn't even frown or feel any discomfort.
After witnessing the inhumane countryside, they were already familiar with death.
Even...
When killing those inhumane militiamen, they would still feel a little pleasure in their hearts, thinking that they were doing the right thing.
As said before.
Before Sparta can become a perfect killing machine, it must go through Blood Baptism.
The three of them came to an alleyway quietly, and the manor's wall was in front of them.
Immediately, John used the communication to whisper, "This is Team Seven, ready."
"Team One is ready."
"Team Nine ready..."
The voices of the captains of the other four groups came one after another through the communication.
Then John said, "Command Center, we need real-time dynamic help."
"Command Center received it, the drone has arrived over the target manor, and the picture will be transmitted to your Holographic Glasses.
I wish you all the best Graduation Exam, Spartans."
"Understood."