I Am Gwen's Spider-Man Mentor.

Chapter 116 IRS Ambush
Cynthia Chen was sitting in the passenger seat of the armored vehicle. Through the screen of the portable phone in her hand, she looked at Obadiah who was tied to the bed with straps, but his body was still swaying with the movement of the vehicle, and sighed. .

Then, she looked at the small town that the motorcade was passing through - Cynthia had never known that there was such a small town in the eastern United States with a rather British architectural style.

The buildings on both sides of the street have large windows, which must provide good lighting and ventilation.But there were few people on the street, and the atmosphere was a bit strange. Cynthia turned on the radio and whispered: "Members of the team, please be alert."

The driver is also a veteran of the IRS action team. He previously served in the Marine Corps and later joined the Naval Criminal Investigative Service. Later, he was spotted by the IRS and hired into the action team with a high salary.He stuck his head out and looked at the buildings on both sides:

"Team leader, do you think SHIELD will attack us?"

"Haha——" Cynthia lowered her head and smiled, "This is the United States of America. We are on the edge of Washington, D.C."

Hearing what the team leader said, the driver's brows became more serious: "With all due respect, Chen, you should know that these people generally do things without any scruples."

"I mean, you misunderstood what I meant -" Cynthia lowered her head, then shook her head, her voice becoming ups and downs and full of sarcasm: "This is the United States of America, do you remember how President John F. Kennedy died? Of?"

Before the driver could answer, Cynthia answered the question first: "This is the United States of America, and its president is not safe on this land. To be honest, Cade, do you think we are safe now?"

As she spoke, the blond man pointed at Obadiah, who lay like a dead pig on the screen in his hand.The driver known as "Cade" glanced at it and was about to respond to Cynthia with a smile——

"boom--!"

Cade and Cynthia watched the off-road vehicle at the head of the team roll over in the flames caused by the bomb. Then, a truck drove over, the container opened, and one after another jumped out, holding AK-103 rifles. Shoot at the SUV.

The second off-road vehicle in the convoy immediately reversed, and a 7.62mm bullet hit the front glass of the car window - but it happened to be bulletproof glass. There was a hail of bullets, but the members of the IRS action team in the car were just shocked. No risk.

They opened the car door, quickly got out of the car using the car door as a bulletproof barrier, raised the short assault rifles on their chests, pointed the aiming point on the holographic sight at the terrorists who were holding fire, and fired directly. A few rounds of bullets placed the three standing in a row. The thugs fell down and were about to report the situation to the car behind them when several figures suddenly appeared on the rooftops on both sides of the street.

The SVD sniper rifle accurately fired at the rear of the IRS action team members. The distance of the firefight was only about 50 meters at most. After the 8x scope magnification, it looked like they were in front of them.The sniper on the street quickly knocked down the four team members in the front car one by one.

Cynthia took a deep breath. Although she was the core commander of the IRS operation team, it was only once that she encountered such a large-scale firefight - but she still made the most correct reaction:
"The car behind you, the car behind you, back up and cover our backup route!"

The off-road vehicle behind quickly shifted gears to the R position. While looking at the rearview mirror and reversing, it fired back with the UMP9 submachine gun in its hand. However, unexpectedly, at this time, a trailer with an oil tank came straight out of the intersection. It rushed over from the other direction. After the driver locked the steering wheel, he jumped out of the car and rolled on the ground a few times to relieve his strength.

The unbalanced front of the car and the oil tank on the trailer overturned in the middle of the road. After being thrown down, the oil tank suddenly deflated, and a large amount of gasoline immediately flowed out of the deformed oil tank. At this time, a jump occurred not far away. The driver who got out of the car raised his pistol and fired a shot at the gasoline spilled on the ground.

"Boom - buzz!" After a short explosion, blazing flames burst into flames, and the rear tires of the reversing off-road vehicle were immediately ignited, setting the entire rear compartment on fire.

Cynthia took a deep breath and watched with bated breath as the car behind her stopped. The special operations team members in the car opened the door and got out of the car in a panic. A sniper bullet came cunningly, knocking out the people holding them first. The IRS member's hand on the car door, and then while he screamed in pain, he shot him in the head again.

"Get out of the car and provide cover fire!" Cynthia pulled out her gun and decisively ordered the team members in the armored vehicle, "Also, request the National Guard for support immediately!"

A series of whistling flying objects interrupted Cynthia's words. Before she could finish her words, she saw the driver kick open the cab door and turned around and shouted:
"Team leader, you continue to call for support, I will lead people to find a way to transfer the prisoner out!"

In panic, Cynthia nodded subconsciously, and when she was about to lower her head to pick up the radio handset that fell in the cockpit, an IRS action team member behind her shouted:

"R!P!G!"

Cynthia looked to the right with a horrified face. A rocket-propelled grenade flew slowly at an almost visual speed, and then plunged into the concrete ground next to the armored vehicle.

"boom--!"

The huge explosion even pushed this unprofessional armored vehicle over - after all, compared to the M-ATV mine-resistant and ambush-resistant vehicle used by the Army, their vehicle was just a van. Just some bulletproof plates, and the center of gravity has even become higher.

Cynthia, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was tightly bound by her seat belt, and the car reversed.Then, the windshield in front of her suddenly shattered.The blond man came to his senses and realized that the car must have been intensively shot at just now.

"Team leader, are you okay?!" The driver fired back with the MP5K submachine gun in his hand and patted the car door at the same time.Cynthia unfastened her seat belt with some difficulty and adjusted her position in the cab with difficulty. At the same time, she reached out and patted the window glass: "I'm fine!"

A grenade rolled over with a beep beep beep, and the driver rushed aside when he saw it.Cynthia closed her eyes suddenly and turned her head away. When the explosion was over, she turned her head back and felt that the world was double-imaged, and her ears kept ringing.

A team member dressed in black fired back with the G36C assault rifle in his hand while knocking on the overturned windshield. Cynthia shook her head and stabilized her sight again. When she was about to listen to what he said, that turn Several flowers of blood suddenly bloomed from the chest of the team member who came over.

Then his face slid down the windshield - just a stone's throw away from the man's wife.Cynthia watched as his eyes lost focus, and a mixture of blood and blood clots poured out of his mouth unconsciously, spitting on the car window in front of her.

"Well..." The man-in-law only felt a little nauseous.

But Cade, the driver outside, was someone who came to the IRS from the Marine Corps. He reacted immediately, suppressing the two thugs in front of him with his submachine gun, and then casually picked up an M4 assault rifle from the dead team member. , quickly stepped forward and opened the door of an off-road vehicle, pressed down the accelerator with the muzzle of his gun, and then shifted the off-road vehicle into D gear.

The car door covered Cade's lower body, blocking the thug's bullets. ,

The car rushed towards the gangster in front of it, quickly knocking the two of them into tumbling in the air.Cade, who was hiding behind the car, waited quietly for the two gangsters to fall from the sky. While he was spitting out blood and still breathing, the muzzle of his gun moved quickly and fired at the two gangsters on his left and right respectively.

Replenishing the gun in time is also a life-saving skill taught to him by the Marine Corps.

At the same time, in the car where Obadiah was sitting, the action team members took a preview of the thugs on the roof, took advantage of the gap between the opponent's ammunition and opened the door, and in a few short clicks, they focused their firepower on the roof. He was beaten until he fell down.

Facing the ambush, the well-equipped and well-trained IRS action team suddenly gained the upper hand!

After Cade killed the two gangsters in front of him, he turned around and charged at the gangsters behind him. Just as he was about to grab fire, a thug holding a drum AK emerged from the smoke and fired a long burst, seven or eight bullets. Entered Cade's body.

The driver twisted his body and fell to the ground. In order to facilitate driving, he did not wear a thick enough level 7.62 body armor, but changed to a level 43 body armor - which obviously could not stop [-]mm M[-] bullets.

Cynthia watched Cade fall to the ground with his feet twisted inside, his eyes still revealing the disbelief at the last moment of his life. She had no time to grieve - the radio was connected, and she shouted desperately: "The IRS action team was attacked by a terrorist, please support! Please help!" support!"

The gangsters had finished clearing the perimeter. They came to the armored vehicle escorting Obadiah. The gang leader took off his mask. He was a capable white man. He spoke in French and asked his men to take out the equipment to break the door. He raised his pistol and shot an action team member who was lying on the ground writhing in pain.

Through the car window, Cynthia saw the other party take out two huge cutting machines from a pickup truck that had just arrived, and then opened the bows one to the left and one to the right, cutting up the back door of the armored vehicle. After a while, the two doors It became loose.

The mercenary leader directed his men to hang the winch on the pickup truck on the door. Then the pickup truck accelerated suddenly and opened the door. In the thick smoke, an action team member sitting in the back seat of the armored vehicle came out and was about to fight back. At that moment, the Frenchman, like a prophet, raised his gun and shot him in the head.

When the smoke dissipated, Obadiah Stan woke up. He looked at the gangster in front of him and struggled to get up, but the straps on the stretcher didn't let him do it at all.

The former president of Stark Industries shouted shamelessly: "Let me go, let me go, I'll tell you SHIELD's secrets!"

Beside the French mercenary, a subordinate tilted his head and asked: "Are we going to hand him over to the black man?"

George Bartok pondered for a moment and replied: "But someone paid a higher price than him."

Then he pointed at Obadiah and continued: "Shut up."

Hearing what Bartok said, everyone took a step back. Bartok raised his gun and aimed at Obadiah - when the other party saw this, he screamed like a killing pig.

"Bang——! Bang——!"

With two gunshots, the world calmed down.

(End of this chapter)