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Chapter 10 Five years later
North Carolina, 1993.
“This is FBI, we will count to three! Open your door and put your hands in the air!”
Around a big house, up to twenty FBI agent, surrounded by the whole place. They were all wearing all black, holding a machine gun, pointing straight to the door.
One of the agents knocked on the door, but no one answered.
“This is FBI, we know you are in there! Just open the door or we will break into it!”
A few seconds later, no one replied back, the agent who knocked the door nods his head and waved his hand. An agent appeared from the back, he pulled the latch of the aerosol bombs and threw it in.
With a small Bang and a few seconds, the wooden door was rudely knocked open, right before it broke into pieces, all the agents rushed in.
“FBI! Put down your weapon!”
FBI squat team squirmed in the room, the straight green laser on their gun immediately lighten up the house, smoke covered human’s sight, the entire house seemed like having a party in the night club.
But the sound of a gunshot instantly condensed the entire air, the atmosphere became so intense, the gun holding hand was shaking, sweat was like rain pouring down…A screaming sound appeared from a certain room, suddenly, uncountable bullets flew out of nowhere, with several gunshots and huge explored, three agents fell onto the ground and never moved.
Now it’s the FBI agents turn, they engaged, pulling the trigger as if their life was in danger. They were standing in the house of the most cunning criminal in that time, just like facing the Vietnamese Army in the Vietnam war, they could be everywhere, you would never know when or where they would come out and attack. The smart enemy in the smoke, although they have night vision goggles and masks, comparing to many times of hard missions, they believe that this was still the worse war they had been through.
Gunshots finally stop, the survived FBI agents still couldn’t stop, they broke in the room to room, fire before anyone can make a shot.
One agent kicked down the main bedroom’s door, a strong smell, and the horror scene immediately let him increase the alertness, he checked the entire room, his eyebrows narrowed tighter and tighter.