Gu Ji suddenly looked up, his eyes turning into points of lightning, quickly scanning the broken and yellowed plastic ceiling panels, paying special attention to those two vents, but he felt it was unlikely.
Attacking straight from the broken panels above the security room would indeed be unexpected and direct.
But it would also expose himself to the guns of everyone present, because he had arranged the gunfire positions very dispersedly, making it nearly impossible to be taken out instantly at the same time. Any gunman who reacted a bit faster could kill the assailant at the first moment of attack.
What if they... came from behind the area, around the back?
This was more likely!
However, in the boarding gate area, for open view, the ceiling was all bare metal frames and glass, without plaster ceiling, and relatively high. If they wanted to attack, they could only rappel down the terminal and break windows, which would lessen the "surprise" effect.
Firstly, there is a certain distance from the boarding gate to the security room, not to mention the large number of passengers evacuating near the fire escape. If a few people glances, the assailant would be prematurely exposed.
Moreover, he also had Felson arrange to have the two police officers, one being 'Afro,' guard outside the security room as an early warning.
Could it be that the assailants had no other means?
At this moment, Gu Ji's brain was like a running computer rendering layers, cycling the airport building structure diagram in 3D in his mind, continuously simulating the tactical assault routes of the assailants.
Suddenly, facing the security room near the boarding gate area, he discovered a bright spot.
Bathroom!
The bathroom at the boarding gate is right next to the outer wall of the security room, and.
There are ceiling ventilation ducts inside!!
Gu Ji's heart began to pound frantically with anxiety.
To his right, Jillian noticed with the corner of her eye, and as the two exchanged glances, Gu Ji tilted his face sideways, nodded towards the back door with his chin, then raised his hand to the top of his head, bending his elbow, with the palm covering the crown, which in tactical sign language means "cover me."
Jillian seemed to understand, immediately standing up and raising her gun.
This demonstrated someone with tactical literacy.
No need for verbal exchange, just one movement, and the other could grasp your intention.
During the police tactical combat training courses at university, the instructor often insisted on using sign language actions during operations, minimizing communication with earpieces, especially during covert infiltrations.
The next second.
He swiftly rolled backward to the edge of the security room's rear exit, quickly crawled, while Jillian's gunfire roared, suppressing the assailants behind the security passage.
"Mr. Jiang, why have you come over here, what happened?"
Seeing Gu Ji retreat, Afro's expression changed involuntarily, "Isn't it a retreat?"
"Someone come with me!"
Gu Ji did not answer, only standing up to shout, bowing his back, shoulder braced, with both hands holding the gunpoint, sticking to the wall, his peripheral vision covering the front, moving quickly like a cat in the direction of the bathroom marked by the sign.
Afro was already impressed by the tactical level he had shown.
At the moment he heard the voice, he unhesitatingly left the older policeman, sticking closely behind Gu Ji's back.
Upon reaching the entrance.
Gu Ji slowed his steps, sideways, pressing tightly against the wall, slowly approaching, until he reached the edge of the door, his ears wiggling, listening carefully to the sounds inside the bathroom, shuffling, there were sounds, and they were coming from above.
Damn, he bet right!
Making a quick decision, he suddenly hurdled in, the gunpoint turning swiftly towards the bathroom ceiling, where a black hand was reaching out from the vent, rat-tat-tat-tat!
He fiercely pulled the trigger to spray fire, the blood splattered, and the bullet instantly severed the wrist.
Afro followed closely as second position, and upon seeing the large amount of blood and screams falling from the ceiling, shocked for a second, he also raised his gun, but before he could pull the trigger, a black round object suddenly fell out from the vent.
"Run!!"
Gu Ji shouted, gripping Afro, and they both rolled out of the doorway, seconds passed, boom——!
A massive explosion sounded, accompanied by metal fragments flying out, suddenly hitting the nearby boarding gate's floor-to-ceiling window, shattering it.
But it wasn't over yet.
Boom——!
Another fierce explosion, coming from inside the security room!
"Hold the bathroom!"
Throwing down this phrase, Gu Ji sprang up and dashed forward.
Double grenades went off simultaneously.
It was evident the assailants had tactical earpiece communication, coordinating aggressively!
There were 5 assailants left, with one in the bathroom vent dead or severely injured, but still one throwing grenades, meaning only three were left for a frontal assault…
Hold on, you must!
As the thought just arose, Gu Ji saw the older policeman at the gate showing extreme fear, instantly being shot dead, while within the security doorway a blond human figure stumbled out, it was Jillian, coughing up blood.
Rat-tat!
The gunfire.
The bullet immediately shattered her skull.
[Jillian Foster has died, side mission protection failed!]
The system prompt came at a bad time, but Gu Ji didn't listen, rather he put all his attention on the Type 56 assault rifle's aiming device, the U-groove rear sight, the column-shaped front sight, aligning with the back door of the security room, three points lined up, body off the wall, feet moving in arcs to cut angles, expanding the shooting angle bit by bit!
Swish!
Suddenly, a burgundy figure appeared at the doorway.
Sam!?
Gu Ji hesitated for a moment, then suddenly and decisively pulled the trigger, rat-tat-tat, but at the same time, a black shadow suddenly skidded out from beneath the door, firing, rat-tat-tat!
The bullets instantly hit his abdomen.
A sense of intense pain as if struck by a sledgehammer, his whole head buzzed, and he uncontrollably fell down.
"Ah—!"
"Help!"
...
At once, hearing gunfire, seeing blood, the remaining crowd at the boarding gate that hadn't escaped yet went into another chaotic frenzy.
In the blurred vision, three figures sprang from the entrance of the security room.
Two of them holding guns aimed separately towards the sides, while one backed out slowly from the room, and upon completing vigilance, a bald tattooed assailant on the left immediately began shooting sporadically at the civilians near the fire escape, committing a frenzied massacre.
With the tragic screams, the sliding assailant stood up, followed by the remaining two, in a guarded mode, quickly approaching Gu Ji.
Among them, shockingly, there was Sam!!
In the moment of crossfire just now, the burgundy flash, he thought maybe he was seeing things.
Because Sam's shooting position was at the front left corner of the security room, even Jillian in the back right corner was dead, it made no sense he was still alive.
Turns out, he was a mole within the assailants!
No wonder the security room was breached so quickly by the aggressive assault.
Shit!
Just a little bit! Just a little bit more!!
Gu Ji, full of anger, struggled to stand, but all his strength seemed drained away, his entire body numb. The police-grade bulletproof vest he wore at most defended against 9mm handgun bullets, providing poor defense against 7.62×39mm intermediate rifle rounds.
Looking at his angry demeanor, Sam walked beside him, kicked away the rifle, squatted in front, took off the black-rimmed glasses, and flashed a harmless smile, "How is it, didn't expect this, did you? My anti-hijacking tactical command team leader: Jiang... Jiang what's your name?"
"Cough...haha..."
Gu Ji's throat was filled with blood surging up from his abdomen, spewing a mouthful of blood foam, his vision awash in a red haze.
"Alright, I don't want to know either."
Standing up, Sam raised the gunpoint of the Type 56 to press tightly against Gu Ji's forehead, with a sinister grin: "See you in hell!"
Just as he was about to pull the trigger.
"Wait."