Chapter 322: Night of Slaughter (Part II)

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"Boom!"

Although the low, muffled sound was not ear-piercing, to the ears of agents like Smith and Lin Ping, it was not much quieter than a gunshot in the wilderness.

Almost in an instant, these two battle-hardened Senior Agents of the CIA, Lin Ping and Smith, immediately tightened their nerves and looked up at the roof in unison.

"We have a situation..."

Smith's expression changed abruptly, and he said in a low voice.

The private residence they were staying in was a common type of detached house in the Jiangnan region of China. Unlike the traditional villa-style apartment buildings in the United States, this type of Chinese-style house had high walls and a large courtyard, generally only having two floors for living, with the third floor being the roof, at most having a utility room built on it.

The CIA branch established in China had obtained this house through some connections. To facilitate its use, they had made some renovations early on. In addition to changes inside the house, they had separately converted a Garage on the first floor and built a sunshade over the bright courtyard, but the CIA had not made any changes to the third floor; there was only a utility room built by the original owner up there.

Lin Ping immediately stood up from the sofa, quickly and skillfully drew a Colt hidden at his waist, and with agile movements, he was the first to walk quickly to the stairs leading to the third floor, cautiously keeping watch upward, not forgetting to turn his head to look at Smith.

Smith shook his head at him, then gave a look to the two white agents next to him who had already stood up. The two immediately understood, drew their weapons, attached silencers, and then walked quickly up the stairs, one after the other, tiptoeing toward the third floor.

The two soon arrived at the door leading to the third floor, carefully crouched down in front of the wooden door to be vigilant for a while, and then looked at each other. One of them tightened his grip on his gun and reached out to touch the door bolt.

"Click..."

With a soft sound, the moment the door bolt was opened, the two white agents rushed out toward the door, each keeping watch in one direction.

Smith and the others had also taken out their weapons, all finding cover near the stairs, vigilant against the threat from upstairs.

However, they did not hear the sound of fighting or gunfire for a long time. Lin Ping and Smith looked at each other and both saw the doubt and unease in the other's eyes.

Clearly, the sound of the heavy object falling just now made them, who had always been walking in the gray area, think that their identities might have been exposed, and that the intelligence agency from this powerful Far East nation under their feet was preparing to launch a capture operation against them.

"Boss, it's safe..."

After a period of silence on the third floor, footsteps sounded first, and soon after, the voice of a white agent came back.

Smith and the others all let out a breath. Lin Ping even wiped the oily sweat that had appeared on his forehead in less than two minutes, shook off the sweat droplets on his hands, and put his weapon away.

No one in the house would laugh at the other's overreaction, because agents were a type of profession that walked in the gray area and dealt with death all year round. To spy on the military secrets and scientific research intelligence of hostile countries, and even to carry out assassinations of high-level officials or warlords of hostile forces, those who dared to be careless or distracted during a Task would have died long ago.

Once the tense nerves relaxed, Smith's expression could not help but turn ugly.

He walked quickly to the stairs and asked upward: "What fell down? There shouldn't be any Chinese air force Base nearby..."

Hearing this, Lin Ping couldn't help but smile.

He knew the reference in Smith's words. The American naval aviation forces, especially the naval airmen, often caused incidents of high-altitude falling objects. For example, at the beginning of this year in Hawaii, there was an incident where a fuel drum weighing dozens of kilograms fell from a Sikorsky CH-53 of the United States Navy, almost smashing through the roof of a hospital in Hawaii.

However, the white agent's words soon made Lin Ping and the others stop smiling immediately.

"I don't know. Keer and I looked everywhere, but we didn't see anything fall..."

Hearing this, Smith's expression changed. He hurried up to the third floor in a few quick steps. Although the third floor was pitch black, after his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he looked at the roof by the moonlight, and sure enough, he could not see any traces of anything falling.

"How could this be..."

Lin Ping, who had followed him up to the third floor, also frowned. Although the muffled sound of the heavy object falling just now was not loud, they, located on the second floor, had heard it very clearly, and he could be certain that something had just smashed onto the third floor.

The four or five people stood on the third floor and searched carefully for a while, but they really didn't find anything.

Suddenly, as if Smith had remembered something, he hurriedly retreated a few steps, almost reaching the edge of the second-floor roof, and wanted to look up at the top of the only utility room on the roof.

The next moment, his pupils shrank violently.

Under the moonlight, a beast like a lion-tiger was looking down at him from a high position. Its body slightly reflected the moonlight, emitting a cold, glaring light that only metal could have in the dark night.

What made Smith even more terrified was the pair of emotionless, deep blue eyes looking at him, and the beast's slightly crouching combat posture.

"En... Enemy attack..."

A shrill warning was immediately shouted from Smith's mouth. The moment the sound was shouted, he hadn't even had time to pull his weapon from his waist before he heard the sound of a heavy object falling from the side.

Smith looked over subconsciously, only to see that the monster, which was a size smaller than the lion-tiger beast, had jumped down from the roof of the utility room the moment it was discovered. It had actually accurately found the white agent Keer, who had not put away his weapon and was keeping watch there in the dark night, and raised its claws to slash at his neck.

"Pfft..."

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The next moment, his pupils shrank violently.

Under the moonlight, a beast like a lion-tiger was looking down at him from a high position. Its body slightly reflected the moonlight, emitting a cold, glaring light that only metal could have in the dark night.

What made Smith even more terrified was the pair of emotionless, deep blue eyes looking at him, and the beast's slightly crouching combat posture.

"En... Enemy attack..."

A shrill warning was immediately shouted from Smith's mouth. The moment the sound was shouted, he hadn't even had time to pull his weapon from his waist before he heard the sound of a heavy object falling from the side.

Smith looked over subconsciously, only to see that the monster, which was a size smaller than the lion-tiger beast, had jumped down from the roof of the utility room the moment it was discovered. It had actually accurately found the white agent Keer, who had not put away his weapon and was keeping watch there in the dark night, and raised its claws to slash at his neck.

"Pfft..."