Some things look difficult, but are easy to do.
Some things seem simple, but when you actually do them, you find them difficult.
Difficulty and simplicity are inherently relative and just a concept.
For Yuri, there is a sentence that may be more suitable for him.
It’s difficult for those who don’t know how to do it, but it’s not difficult for those who can do it.
It seems difficult to launch a single-handed attack on a wealthy family with many bodyguards, but Yuri is just here to complete it.
Yuri approached a bedroom, a room that was occupied most of the time.
When I opened the door, there was no one on the bed, but the quilt on the bed showed that there was someone here just now.
Each room is a suite with a bathroom and a dressing room. This is what a villa with many people living in should have.
But the people inside have no chance to leave, so they are still there, they just need to be found.
Yuri did not walk towards the head of the bed. He turned around and went to the cloakroom and shot the closed wardrobe. After hearing the sound of heavy objects hitting the solid wood wardrobe inside, he lowered the muzzle and fired again.
gun.
One more thing, the cloakroom in a rich man's home is as big as the houses of many domestic animals.
Yuri opened the closet door and saw an old woman lying on the ground between two rows of hung clothes.
After raising his gun and shooting the old woman in the nose who had been shot twice, Yuri exited the closet.
Yuri is so calm and terrifying, and so cold-blooded that it makes people despair.
After exiting the bedroom, Yuri came to the stairs again. He looked at the elevator and saw that it was still on the third floor, so he started to prepare to go up to the third floor.
There is only one old woman living on the second floor, so cleaning it is easy.
The gunfire was very loud, and three shots were fired on the second floor. Someone left in the villa should know what happened.
"Yuri!"
A heartbreaking roar.
Yuri didn't make a sound, he just quietly pointed the gun at the stairs.
"Yuri!"
What's the point of still shouting?
Yuri waited for a moment. He felt that no one would come down, so he started to move slowly up the stairs.
There won't be too many bodyguards. The minimum guarantee is two, but the maximum is only four. However, judging from the current situation, Yuri thinks there will be two bodyguards left in the end.
The target he wanted to kill was quite strong, but Yuri doubted that after being a wealthy man for more than ten years, he still had some of the same skills and ruthlessness as before.
Are you going to collapse after just losing a mother?
If so, it's too fragile.
After shouting continuously and getting no response from Yuri, the furious man screamed: "I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!"
Yuri turned a deaf ear.
About to reach the third floor, Yuri stopped. He exhaled softly, suddenly stretched the gun sideways to the corner of the wall and pulled the trigger.
Pull the trigger with your left hand, hold the handguard with your right hand, and extend the entire gun.
Africans are not the only ones who believe in shooting. In fact, it is a normal and common choice to shoot indiscriminately without seeing the target.
When the bullets were about to run out, Yuri paused. He stopped pulling the trigger to stop the violent muzzle of the gun. Then he held the gun in one hand with his left hand and pulled the barrel of the rifle slung behind him with his right hand.
His left hand continued to pull the trigger, and after firing the last five bullets, the gunfire suddenly stopped.
The AK74 does not have an empty magazine hang-up function. After the bullets are fired, the bolt stops in front. Yuri needs to replace the magazine with a new one and pull the bolt again to continue firing.
Yuri put the gun back with his left hand, swung the barrel of the gun forward with his right hand, and quickly but silently grabbed the handle of the rifle on his shoulder with his right hand.
That's it.
If the target's bodyguard is a master, they must seize this opportunity, and if Yuri's move works, it can only deceive the master.
No matter how fast you change the magazine, it still takes time. Even if it is only a few tenths of a second, you still have to pause.
Changing the magazine and pulling the bolt takes more than a second anyway.
The battle point is fixed. The opponent has more people and fewer people to attack, and they have to protect people, so they must seize this best opportunity.
If the opponent is very bad, these high-end tactics will not be used, because no one knows what a rookie is thinking or what he will do.
But for a veteran who has been trained for many years and is a good player who stands out from many competitions, his every move will fall within Yuri's predictions.
It's not that magical, it's just that he knows his opponent too well.
A very simple trick worked.
Two people who were hiding around the corner waiting to ambush Yuri suddenly jumped out. They wanted to seize this precious opportunity to kill Yuri.
No matter whether Yuri changes the magazine or uses a pistol, it is impossible to kill two bodyguards who attack at the same time. There must be one person who can kill Yuri.
But it was different when Yuri had another gun waiting in his right hand.
Yuri held the gun in one hand. He lay back on the ground, with the butt of the gun resting on the ground and the muzzle of the gun sticking out diagonally.
Yuri lay down, waiting for the two men to pounce on him and get shot.
Two people appeared at the same time, their muzzles pointing up and down at the empty space.
Yuri would be hit regardless of whether he was standing or crouching, but Yuri was lying down.
Yuri pulled the trigger, and bullets were fired continuously. The empty gun he held in his left hand did not lose its effect. He raised the empty gun upwards, and the muzzle of the gun hit the muzzle of another gun with extreme accuracy.
The muzzle of the gun that could be aimed at Yuri by sinking slightly was tilted, but Yuri's rifle moved slightly laterally and fired continuously, and the bullets hit the chins of two people.
The fleeting opportunity, the simultaneous attack, the chance to kill Yuri even if one person died, was resolved by Yuri in an almost funny way.
But Yuri hit two people in succession using a shooting method that was not easy to control.
Zero point and one second is enough time to decide life or death.
Yuri stopped firing, and threw the empty gun in his left hand out. Then there was a gunshot, and bullets hit the empty space.
Yuri stood up from the ground, like a carp, but he did not stand up. Instead, he bent over and flipped in the air, his upper body lying on the two people who had fallen to the ground. The gun he held in one hand tilted and pointed towards him.
The figure close by fired.
The right hand holding the gun was shot, and then his right leg. Yuri immediately interrupted the opponent's possibility of shooting, but it was not over yet. He stood up with his left hand on the ground and moved forward quickly, holding on to the handguard with his left hand.
A stabbing gesture, a sudden move.
The opponent's gun has been knocked off, and the possibility of shooting with his left hand no longer exists.
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He went to draw the pistol with his left hand, but Yuri fired again, and the bullet hit the opponent's right arm. However, this was not safe, so Yuri fired another shot, and the bullet hit the target's left wrist.
The bullet penetrates the bone, enough to disable the opponent's ability to shoot.
Yuri fired two more shots, both of them hitting the knee.
The target's hands and legs were crippled, and he lost the ability to resist. From this moment on, the target returned to Solevsky's identity.
"Yuri!"
Solevsky couldn't figure it out, he didn't understand, but when he was shouting at him angrily just now, all he was left with was fear.
"You kill me and let my child go, okay?"
Solevsky began to beg for mercy. He quickly recognized the reality and immediately gave in.
Yuri threw away the rifle in his hand. From now on, the rifle was useless.
Yuri pulled out his pistol. He walked to Solevskiy's side, leaned over and pulled out a PM pistol from Solevskiy's waist and threw it away. Then he turned Solevskiy over.
He came over and pulled out another pistol from his waist.
Absolute self-confidence comes from absolute control, and absolute control comes from absolute understanding of the enemy.
Then Yuri grabbed Solevsky's broken left arm and dragged him towards the bedroom.
Solevsky was desperate, but even more angry.
"No! Just kill me and that's enough, okay?"
Angry and desperate, even though he knew it was useless to ask for mercy, he couldn't help but still spoke, hoping for a miracle.
Yuri suddenly said: "When you used Manlin's family to blackmail him, did he beg you? When Manlin begged you to let his family go, how did you answer him?"
Solevsky was speechless.
Yuri continued in a low voice: "You betrayed the Soviet Union, I don't blame you, you ruined our plan, and I don't blame you, you used Manlin's family to blackmail him into revealing the full plan, I still don't blame you, but
If you killed Manlin's family, I have to help him avenge you."
"He refused to say... I can only kill him... This is our job, you have to understand."
Solevsky didn't know why he said such a thing.
Yuri still said calmly: "I understand your work, so I kill others just to settle the matter, but I kill you to avenge Manlin. If you let Manlin watch his family kill, I must
Let you watch your whole family being killed."
Yuri was talking, then he kicked a door suddenly, and then he opened fire when he broke the door. A young man standing in the house with a pistol was shot and fell to the ground in an instant.
A young man, Solevsky's son, was completely untrained.
Solevsky shouted at the top of his lungs: "No, no!"
"Your mother is dead, your son is dead, and now he is your wife."
A middle-aged woman was just trembling. She was very noble, but now everything was leaving her.
Yuri fired another shot, and the fifty-year-old woman fell to the ground instantly.
Yuri continued calmly: "You tortured and killed Manlin's youngest son."
Solevsky's eyes widened in horror.
Yuri continued: "Manlin's son was twelve years old at the time, but your youngest son is already sixteen."
"No, no no..."
Solevsky began to panic.
Yuri said calmly: "Here are your wife and your second son. Your eldest son is in England, your daughter is also in England, and the illegitimate child your lover gave you is also in England. I will find them.
Kill all your children, torture and kill your youngest son, the principle of reciprocity has never gone out of style with me."
Solevsky shouted hoarsely: "You are also a traitor. You have already become a traitor. Why do you want to take revenge on me? You have killed more people than me. At least hundreds of people have died at your hands. You are the one who is the traitor."
That big traitor, why do you want to retaliate against me?"
Yuri said calmly: "I said, this is revenge, my revenge on you for Manlin."
After saying that, Yuri put away his pistol. He took out his folding knife, opened it, slowly squatted down in front of Solevsky, and said calmly: "Manlin died in pain, and you have to die too."
If you die in pain, why do you want to get married? Why do you want to have children? Man Lin is like this, and you are like this, I don’t understand."
Solevsky said sadly: "Why did they let you go? Why do they condone you? You are no longer useful, you have no use value, but why haven't the KGB people arrived yet? Why do they condone you?"
Are you taking revenge on me?"
Yuri stabbed the knife into Solevsky's stomach and said calmly: "Don't think so much, it has nothing to do with you."
Chapter completed!