Ke Xuezhuo's son-in-law

Chapter 664: Reunion of the Black Organization·Belated Assistance
Mary's eyes were as sharp as ice, hidden in the darkness, and her finger was close to the trigger.

From her crouching shadow, she could see everything on the dock.

This was the opportunity she had been waiting for, the moment when she could take down the man in black in one fell swoop.

The wreckage of the helicopter was still burning, and the firelight illuminated her impassive face.

Although this time was a little rushed, since she was here, she didn't think about going back alive.
She can completely entrust Mingmei and Xiaoai to Fujiwara, and her daughter seems to be with her sons, so she doesn't have to worry.
"Are you dead?"

Gin shouted as he dodged the bullets, though his own voice seemed distant amid the ringing in his ears.

Belmode replied heartbreakingly, "I...I'm fine! I will definitely not die here." Her vision was blurred, but she still relied on her intuition and fired a few shots in the direction of the enemy's shooting.

The muzzle of the gun flashed in the dark night, and the bullets drew an arc of death in the darkness.

"Bang bang bang!" The opponent fired continuously, and the bullets hit Gin and Belmod's bunker like a downpour, sending sparks flying everywhere.

Gin felt a sharp pain in his shoulder and knew he had been shot.

She nodded heavily and shook her head vigorously, trying to shake off the vibration in her eardrums.

"Covering you, right?" Belmod's voice trembled slightly with pain, and her consciousness struggled with the pain and noise, as if it would collapse at any time.

She nodded reluctantly, then shook her head vigorously, trying to clear her ears and make the deafening buzzing dissipate. Her fingers trembled as she raised the pistol, staring firmly at the enemy opposite. In her eyes, the enemy's figure became more and more clear. Her finger trembled slightly on the trigger, and every tremor foreshadowed the coming battle.

He held on and trembled and raised the pistol, staring at the enemy opposite, his finger trembling slightly on the trigger.

"Belmod!" he called lowly, his voice barely audible amid the gunfire.

Belmode suppressed the buzzing in her ears. Her ears seemed to be filled with cotton and she couldn't hear the sounds from the outside world, but she read the call from Gin's mouth.

"Gin, you block their view, and I'll find a chance." Belmode gritted his teeth, and his arms unconsciously exerted force as he spoke, and his nails almost dug into the flesh of his palms.

He used all his strength to pull off the corner of his shirt and bandaged the wound roughly, his black eyes shining with determination.

"Covering you, right?" Her voice trembled with pain, and her consciousness gradually collapsed again.

A trace of pain flashed across Gin's face. He pressed the wound and felt that his palm was warm and sticky. That was blood, the loss of vitality.

Gin nodded. He suppressed his pain, squatted down, and adjusted the pistol on his waist. Taking advantage of the gap between reloading, he revealed his figure. Gin shot without any hesitation, and the bullet accurately hit the blonde's right leg.

Mary groaned, and the strength in her legs suddenly disappeared. She hurriedly hid behind the bunker, treating her wounds with a pale face, and quickly checked the ammunition on the other side.

The other party did not continue to fire. It seemed that he had indeed hit it just now. Gin took advantage of the other person's time to treat the wound and quickly scanned the surroundings.

He saw a submachine gun next to a corpse not far away, crawled over, picked up the submachine gun, and checked the ammunition. The weapon was still fully loaded, and it seemed that the idiot who died earlier didn't have time to fire.

Mary's breathing was rapid, blood oozed from her left wrist, and she leaned suddenly against the cold cover, beads of nervous sweat hanging on her forehead. She took out the bandage from her pocket with her right hand tremblingly, and wrapped it awkwardly around her injured arm. She cursed in a low voice and opened her ears vigilantly, listening to what was going on around her.

At the same time, Gin, who was shot in his left hand, was hiding behind a bunker not far away, holding the gun tightly with one hand, his fingertips close to the trigger, ready to respond to possible threats at any time. His eyes scanned the surrounding environment sharply, looking for any advantage he could take advantage of.

Not far away, a frozen corpse lay on the ground. The submachine gun near it had obviously not fired. Gin crawled over, supporting the ground with one hand, and picked up the submachine gun with the other. Glancing at the magazine, the fully loaded bullets gave him some comfort - at least he didn't have to worry about the ammunition.

"Okay, I'll draw the firepower, and you can find a chance to escape." Although Belmod's voice was weak, it revealed an unquestionable determination.

Gin's brows furrowed for a second, and then a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, "No need, Calvados and the others will be here soon..."

After a while, the huge figure of the Apache helicopter gunship appeared in the sky, and the roar of its rotors echoed over the port. Gin briefly communicated with Calvados on the helicopter through the communicator.

Strangely enough, the shootout lasted for almost half an hour. The first ones to arrive at the scene were not the Self-Defense Forces or the police, but the organization, twice in a row.
After receiving the order, Calvados searched for the target through the infrared sight. Her eyes finally locked on Mary hiding behind the container. The barrel of the Vulcan machine gun spun and made a heart-stopping buzz.

Looking at the iron fragments leaning out, Mary felt the breath of death. She closed her eyes tightly, waiting for the coming fate.

She was helpless at this moment.

However, fate did not seem to have abandoned her. Then, two gunshots pierced the night sky. The helicopter pilot's right eye was penetrated and he fell down. The aircraft completely lost its balance. Without control, the helicopter began to lose control.

Then a rocket hit the tail of the plane, causing the already shaky plane to draw an irregular arc in the air until it sank into the sea.

Mary opened her eyes and saw the falling helicopter. The fear in her heart instantly turned into surprise. She didn't even have time to think about who fired the rocket.

Mary, who had not yet recovered from her shock, suddenly heard the sound of a car engine. She turned around and saw a black car parked in her sight. The car window rolled down, and Minmei's face appeared in Mary's field of vision.

"Let's go!" Mingmei's voice urged urgently, "When the people from the Coast Guard arrive later, we won't be able to leave."

Mary did not hesitate. She stood up with her injured body and limped towards the car. Her hands trembled and she opened the car door, ready to dive into the car. But when she saw Fujiwara sitting in the car, she was stunned. What shocked her even more was that the woman she had just fought with was lying on Fujiwara's lap.

"Why is she here?"

Fujiwara smiled slightly, nodded, and motioned for her to get in the car quickly.

"I'll talk to you later."

(End of this chapter)