novellhall Chapter 171 Is it the Delta that's coming? [6000]
Chapter 171 Is it the Delta that's coming? [6000]
Chapter 171 Is it the Delta that's coming? [6000] (Seeking monthly votes)
"Help!"
Chen Xun had already raised his gun: "Raphael, take two men behind that pile of rubble on the left. Anna, you guard the gap on the right."
After a fierce battle, Chen Xun had become the backbone of this group.
Chen Xun climbed up to a window on the second floor of the factory that had no glass, and set up his gun.
This location offers a wide view, covering the entire open space.
He took a deep breath, and the environmental awareness brought by his [Street Vehicle Offense and Defense Instinct] kicked in again.
Distance, wind direction, lead time for moving targets —
These data flood the brain almost instinctively.
Below, Vin Diesel and his group had already rushed into the factory area, but they were clearly exhausted and slowed down.
The pickup truck behind them was getting closer and closer, its headlights almost shining on their backs.
"Now!"
Chen Xun said in a low voice, then pulled the trigger.
"Bang!"
The first shot didn't hit anyone; it hit the right front tire of the lead pickup truck.
The loud bang of the tire bursting was especially jarring in the night.
The pickup truck instantly went out of control. The driver swerved the steering wheel, and the vehicle wobbled and crashed into a pile of steel bars on the side of the road before overturning.
The second pickup truck braked suddenly, and the people inside jumped out and began to fight back under the cover of the vehicle.
But at that moment, Raphael and Anna's crossfire also began.
"Da da da da!"
Bullets poured in from two directions, pinning the opponent down so they couldn't lift their heads.
Vin Diesel and his team were taken aback at first, but then realized that reinforcements had arrived. They scrambled to the base of the factory wall, panting like broken bellows.
"Who's over there?"
Harper held up his gun, looking warily in Chen Xun's direction.
"One of us!"
Chen Xun shouted and fired another shot, hitting the fuel tank of the second pickup truck.
We were lucky this time!
The fuel tank exploded directly.
"boom!"
The small explosion illuminated half of the factory area.
The remaining gunmen were knocked over by the blast wave and fell silent.
The battle ended faster than expected.
Gail rode his motorcycle around to the side and gave Chen Xun a thumbs up.
Chen Xun jumped from the second floor.
The move wasn't very stylish; he twisted his ankle when he landed, but nobody cared.
He walked over to Vin Diesel and the others: "Are you alright?"
Vin Diesel sat against the wall, his bald head covered in sweat that glistened in the moonlight.
He looked up at Chen Xun, his expression complex: "Chen? What are you doing here?"
"It's a long story."
Chen Xun glanced at the group: "Casualties?"
Harper's face darkened: "There were twelve of us in our group, and now there are only seven left. The clerk and two assistants didn't come out with us."
Director Justin Lin puts down the camera.
That thing is still intact.
He wiped the dust off his face: "Chen Xun, were you the one who fired those shots just now?"
"Um."
"Absolutely accurate."
Paul interrupted, a cut on his arm bleeding, "How much more do you have that we don't know?"
He glanced at everyone: "We can't stay here any longer. The gunfire and explosions will attract more people, but you're all exhausted and can't run far. Rest for five minutes, treat your wounds, and replenish your fluids."
Harper nodded: "Agreed. I've already contacted the embassy via satellite phone, and the Rio military has also received the news, but it will take them time to mobilize troops. They won't be able to get to this area for at least two hours."
Two hours —
Justin Lin gave a wry smile: "Enough to die several times over."
"Therefore, we need to find a place that is easy to defend and difficult to attack."
Chen Xun looked around and his gaze fell on a three-story abandoned office building deep inside the factory: "That building has doors and windows on the first floor that can be sealed off, and the second and third floors have a view. The staircase is narrow, making it suitable for defense."
"Okay, whatever you say."
Vin Diesel leaned against the wall and stood up: "I admit defeat for those shots you fired."
The group moved into the office building.
The building was empty, covered in dust and broken glass, but the structure was still relatively intact.
Raphael and his men blocked all the entrances on the first floor with scrap iron plates and steel bars, leaving only a small opening that required bending over to enter.
Everyone gathered in a large room on the second floor, finally able to catch their breath.
Chen Xun finally had a chance to ask, "What's going on with you guys?"
Harper's face darkened. "We broke through to the north as planned, and things went smoothly at first; we repelled the first wave. But when we got close to the evacuation point, we found it had already been occupied by another group!"
"It was like a local gang's armed force. We were forced to change direction and ended up accidentally entering their territory. We were chased all the way. Director Lin refused to drop the equipment, which slowed us down and resulted in the loss of two people."
Justin Lin coughed awkwardly: "That camera contains all the footage we shot today."
"Is life more important or the raw materials?"
Paul couldn't help but say.
"Both are important."
Justin Lin said earnestly, "These shots were earned with everyone's lives on the line; it would be a shame to lose them."
Chen Xun didn't comment, but instead looked at Vin Diesel and asked, "How are your injuries?"
"Abrasions, sprains."
Vin Diesel succinctly stated: "But he can still play."
A group of actors were forced to become warriors.
The scenes from the movie were now unfolding vividly before their eyes.
Paul pointed to his arm: "A stray bullet scratch, not deep. But we need antibiotics; this area is too dirty, and an infection would be a problem."
Chen Xun looked at Anna: "How much stuff is left in the medical kit?"
"We're almost out of bandages, there's half a bottle of disinfectant left, and a few painkillers."
Anna gave a wry smile: "We're not short of bullets, we've taken plenty from the corpses."
"Treat the wound first."
Chen Xun said, then looked at Gail: "You'll help?"
Gail nodded, took the medical kit, and began cleaning Paul's wounds.
The movements weren't professional, but they were meticulous.
Chen Xun walked to the window and looked outside.
The abandoned factory area under the moonlight resembled a scene from a horror movie, eerily quiet.
But the quieter it is, the more uneasy it makes people.
Do you think they'll come back?
Vin Diesel walked over to him and handed him half a bottle of water.
I don't know where I found it.
Chen Xun's performance completely won over this film set king.
"affim!"
Chen Xun took the water and took a sip: "We killed their men, stole their car, and now we've blown up two of their pickup trucks. In a place like this, face is more important than life. They will definitely retaliate."
"Then let's fight!"
Vin Diesel cracked his knuckles: "Since I can't run anymore, I might as well stay and guard."
Chen Xun glanced at him.
This bald, tough guy didn't have the usual "I'm the boss" attitude on set; instead, he had a ruthless look about him, as if he had been driven to the brink.
It's quite realistic.
"You just said you contacted the embassy. Do they know our exact location?" Chen Xun turned to Harper.
"Approximate coordinates were provided."
Harper said, "But the slum terrain is too complex, and it takes time to locate it accurately."
He paused for a moment: "I'm not sure if the military will do its best. The situation here is very complicated, and some gangs have connections with the military and police."
"Understood."
Chen Xun nodded: "That means I'll have to rely entirely on myself for the next two hours."
The atmosphere in the room became a bit more somber.
"We now have more people, ample ammunition, and the advantage of terrain. The enemy doesn't know exactly how many people or how many weapons we have. As long as we hold our ground and hold out until dawn, the chances of reinforcements arriving are high."
Seeing the tense expressions on everyone's faces, Chen Xun quickly spoke up to comfort them.
"How do we guard it?" Paul asked.
Chen Xun crouched down and traced lines on the ground with his dagger: "The building has three floors. We'll focus on guarding the second and third floors. The first floor is sealed off. If they want to get in, they'll have to force their way in through that small opening."
"Raphael, you take two men to guard the stairwell, that's crucial. Anna, your group is responsible for the third-floor windows, that's where the best view is. Van, Paul, if you're still fit, come with me to guard the main second-floor windows."
"Director Lin, should you continue to protect the equipment?" Chen Xun asked Lin Yibin.
Justin Lin: "I can help load the bullets."
"Alright."
After the tasks were assigned, everyone took their places.
Chen Xun leaned against the windowsill, examining the Glock in his hand.
There were two full magazines left, plus the ones I had taken from my person, for a total of more than sixty rounds.
That's enough to fight a small battle.
After treating his wound, Gail sat down next to him and asked softly, "You really haven't had any military training before?"
"No," Chen Xun said honestly, "I'm just an actor."
"It would be a shame if someone with your talent didn't become a soldier."
Gail shook her head.
"I prefer acting."
Chen Xun smiled and said, "At least if you die while acting, you can do another take."
Gail chuckled, but her smile quickly faded: "Do you think we can hold out until rescue?"
"able!"
Chen Xun said with certainty, "Absolutely!"
It's not about blind optimism; in such dire circumstances, confidence is more important than bullets.
Time passed second by second.
There was no sound from outside.
But the more this happens, the more nervous people become.
Chen Xun peered out several times to observe, but the factory area under the moonlight was deserted, and even the stray dogs had stopped barking.
unusual.
"They're waiting for us to relax or for more people to join them," Raphael whispered.
"Or wait until we fall asleep."
Paul yawned: "Damn, I'm so sleepy."
"Don't sleep!" Vin Diesel slapped him. "If you fall asleep, you might not wake up again."
The two were joking around.
The voice just fell.
"Whoosh!"
A Molotov cocktail was thrown from a distance and hit the metal plate blocking the door on the first floor, and flames spread instantly.
"They're here!" Chen Xun suddenly stood up.
Immediately afterwards, gunshots rang out from all directions.
The bullets hit the wall, sending debris flying everywhere.
This time, the enemy was smarter. Instead of rushing in, they used firepower to suppress the enemy, while several figures took advantage of the darkness and cover to quickly approach the building.
"Open fire freely!"
Harper yelled, "Don't let them near!"
Gunfire erupted.
Chen Xun aimed at a moving dark figure and pulled the trigger.
The man fell to the ground with a thud.
But more people emerged from the shadows.
This time, the opposing force was significantly larger, at least thirty people, and they were organized.
Some were responsible for suppressing fire, some for throwing Molotov cocktails, and others tried to climb up the second-floor windows using grappling hooks.
"They're trying to climb up through the right window!"
Anna called from the third floor.
Chen Xun turned around and saw a hook hanging on the windowsill, with someone climbing up the rope below.
He raised his hand and fired a shot; the rope snapped, and the man screamed as he fell to the ground.
But then new hooks appeared.
"We can't finish this at this rate!"
Raphael shouted from the stairwell, "There are too many of them!"
Chen Xun's mind raced.
Simply holding firm isn't the solution; we need to disrupt their rhythm.
He looked at Gail: "Is the motorcycle still usable?"
"able."
"Dare to go for it with me?"
Gail's eyes lit up: "How do we rinse it?"
"You ride your motorcycle and go around to the back door to create chaos on their side. I'll jump down from the second floor and harass them from the other side. I don't need to kill anyone, just draw their fire and create shooting opportunities for those upstairs."
"That's too dangerous!"
"It's better than sitting here waiting to die."
Gail stared at him for two seconds, then laughed: "Fine, I'll go crazy with you."
Gale is also an adventurous person.
There was not a trace of fear in his eyes.
Chen Xun looked at Raphael and Vin Diesel: "After we go out, you two focus your fire on the group in front of us, don't worry about us."
Are you sure?
Vin Diesel has his eyebrows.
"Sure!"
No time to say more!
Chen Xun and Gail crouched low and crawled out through a hole in the back wall. The motorcycle was hidden behind them.
Gail started the car, and Chen Xun jumped into the back seat—a position that reminded him of Hong Kong police and gangster movies, but there was no time to complain now.
"Hold on tight!" Gale twisted the throttle, and the Ducati shot off like a cannonball, making a wide arc and heading straight for the enemy's flank.
The roar of the motorcycle engines was particularly jarring in the night. The enemy was indeed drawn to their position, and some of their firepower shifted towards them.
It's now!
Chen Xun jumped off the motorcycle as it approached a pile of scrap, then rolled over and hid behind cover.
Gale continued to scout ahead, constantly changing direction to draw more fire.
Chen Xun picked up his gun and began calling out names.
[Street vehicle offense and defense] can be used to its fullest potential in this kind of mobile warfare.
He didn't need to aim carefully; he fired by feel, and almost every shot hit its mark.
They either hit the head or the torso; their efficiency is frighteningly high.
The enemy's formation began to break down.
Upstairs, Vin Diesel and his team seized the opportunity and concentrated their fire on the enemy in front of them.
With crossfire, the enemy's casualties increased dramatically.
After the fifth oath, the momentum of the attack weakened significantly.
Three minutes later, the enemy began to retreat.
Chen Xun leaned against the pile of scrap metal, panting heavily.
My arm was grazed by a stray bullet the night before, and it burned with pain.
Gail rode his motorcycle around to him, stopped, and looked at him: "Still alive?"
"Live!"
Chen Xun smirked: "Your driving skills are pretty good."
"Your marksmanship is even better."
Gail Qi helped him up.
When the two returned to the building, everyone noticed that their appearance had changed.
"You two are fucking reckless."
Paul shook his head.
Director Justin Lin suddenly raised his camera: "I just recorded a little bit."
Everyone looked at him.
"I was thinking that if we were all gone, I'd like to leave some images so that future generations would know what happened," Lin Yibin said, a little embarrassed.
A group of crew members who were originally on set became comrades-in-arms who shared joys and sorrows during several battles.
Vin Diesel laughed: "Then keep recording. If Kang gets out alive, we'll cut this scene directly into the movie. Real gunfights are better than stunt doubles."
early morning.
Chen Xun leaned against the windowsill of Linglou, feeling so heavy he could hardly lift himself up.
But he dared not sleep.
Every time the screen is closed for more than three seconds, it will automatically replay the scene of the security guard who was shot in the forehead falling to the ground.
"How much longer?"
Paul asked in a hoarse voice, the bandage on his arm already soaked with blood.
Harper checked the time on Henry's satellite phone: "Theoretically, there are still forty minutes left."
Everyone knows in their hearts that the rescue may be delayed, or the capital may not come at all.
Vin Diesel suddenly spoke up: "If they don't come, we'll fight our way out ourselves. It's better than waiting here to die."
"How do we fight?"
Director Justin Lin smiled wryly: "There are still at least 30 people surrounding us outside."
"Then I'll trade thirty lives!"
Vin Diesel said this calmly, as if discussing what to eat tomorrow: "I'll change at least five."
Chen Xun remained silent.
He quickly calculated in his mind: if he forced his way out, the chance of survival would be less than one in a hundred.
But if they stay here, they will either be captured and slaughtered, or they will surrender after running out of ammunition and food.
Then they are used to extort ransom or killed outright.
Both options are terrible.
Just then, Gail suddenly held up a finger: "Listen."
Everyone held their breath.
In the distance, very, very far away, came sounds different from gunfire.
It's the sound of an engine.
It came from the sky.
"Helicopter!"
Raphael suddenly stood up.
Immediately afterwards, the ground began to tremble slightly.
It wasn't an explosion; it was the noise of heavy vehicles moving around, and the number of them was insignificant.
Harper rushed to the window and used his night-vision binoculars to look in the direction of the sound.
A few seconds later, his voice trembled: "Armored vehicles! Rio military armored vehicles! And US military Humvees!"
As soon as he finished speaking, beams of searchlight suddenly shone from the perimeter of the factory area, illuminating the entire area as if it were daytime.
A loudspeaker broadcast simultaneously in Portuguese and English: "This is a joint Brazilian military force! Everyone inside, lay down your weapons and surrender immediately!"
"Repeat this: Surrender immediately by releasing the weapons!"
"All non-masked personnel, remain inside the building and do not move!"
The gunmen surrounding them were clearly panicked.
Someone fired in the direction of the light, but this immediately drew a barrage of retaliatory fire.
The heavy machine guns roared.
"Da da da da da da!"
The gunfire was so intense it sent chills down my spine.
Chen Xun glimpsed through the window that the gunmen who had been hiding behind the bunkers were falling like wheat being harvested.
The enemy's firepower was too intense, and their accuracy was ridiculously high.
An even more shocking scene unfolded.
Three black helicopters suddenly swooped down from the night sky, their fuselages bearing the familiar American flag emblem.
The helicopter hovered over the factory area, ropes were lowered, and fully equipped special forces members quickly landed, their movements so clean and efficient that they looked like movie special effects.
"Is that SEAL Team Six?"
Paul stared at the tycoon.
"It could also be a delta."
Harper muttered, "The embassy actually sent them here—"
Chen Xun looked at the sunset.
The special forces members split into several small groups and advanced while providing cover for each other.
Their tactical maneuvers were textbook perfect; every move was timed to coincide with gaps in the firing range, and every shot they fired was guaranteed to hit.
Those normally fierce slum gunmen looked like amateur players encountering a professional team in their presence.
The battle ended in less than five minutes.
It's really over!
All those who resisted were either shot dead or surrendered.
The whole process was so fast it was almost dizzying.
The loudspeaker blared again: "Personnel inside the building, we are the security forces of the U.S. Embassy. Please identify yourselves!"
Harper immediately rushed to the window, waving a white T-shirt. Someone had pulled it off and shouted, "We're from the 'Fast & Furious 5' crew! Repeat, we're crew members! We have injured people!"
"Stay put! We'll come up and provide backup!"
Two hours later, a team of special forces members entered the building.
The leader was a white man in his thirties with camouflage paint on his face and sharp eyes.
He picked up a group of people, his gaze lingering on Chen Xun for an extra second.
But Kang was because Chen Xun was still holding a gun.
"Everyone, confirm your identity."
He said his tone was devoid of emotion.
Harper quickly gave his name.
The other party checked the information on the tablet, nodding each time they confirmed something.
When it was Chen Xun's turn, the other person glanced at the tablet, then at him: "Chen Xun, Chinese?"
"right!"
The other party nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
After everyone had confirmed, he pressed his earpiece and said, "Target confirmed, all personnel alive, some wounded require medical attention."
"Roger that. Medical team, move in."
The scene that followed made Chen Xun deeply understand what a "Hollywood-style rescue" is.
First, the medical team rushed in and gave each of the wounded patients emergency treatment.
Paul and Gail were lifted onto stretchers, and the abrasions on Chen Xun's arm were disinfected and bandaged.
The nurse's technique was so professional that he suspected she might have been transferred from a war zone.
Then a group of people dressed in black suits, who looked like FBI agents but were actually embassy staff, began to question each person and take their statements.
Military personnel were outside cleaning up the scene, taking photos, and collecting evidence.
Chen Xun saw them neatly arranging the gunmen's bodies, as if they were counting spoils of war.
The entire process was orderly and extremely efficient.
"This is the power of America."
Vin Diesel stood next to Chen Xun and said in a low voice, "He's acting so arrogantly on someone else's land."
Chen Xun did not respond.
As he looked at the busy figures outside, he was thinking about something else.
How much will this rescue trip cost?
The embassy mobilized special forces, and the military deployed armored vehicles and helicopters.
Who will ultimately pay this bill?
Film crew?
Insurance company?
Or taxpayers?
"Mr. Chen!"
A man in a suit walked over and handed him a satellite phone: "The ambassador would like to speak with you."
Chen Xun was stunned for a moment before taking the phone.
A deep, steady male voice came from the other end: "Mr. Chen Xun? I am John Smith, the U.S. Ambassador to Brazil. First of all, I am glad that you and the crew are safe. On behalf of the embassy, I would like to thank you for your courage and leadership in this critical moment."
"I just did what I was supposed to do," Chen Xun said.
"Humility is a virtue, but facts are facts."
The ambassador said, "You will be transferred to the safest hotel in Rio for a full medical check-up and psychological counseling. At the same time, we will hold a press conference to inform the global media that this matter has made headlines all over the world."
Chen Xun then remembered.
They were out of contact for nearly an hour.
In today's social media age, a single news item can go viral globally in an hour.
"Is attending the Huowen press conference mandatory?"
"I highly recommend participating."
The ambassador's tone was tactful, but his meaning was clear: "This is not only for the production team, but also for everyone who cares about you. Do you know how many hundreds of hashtags #FastAndFurious5 there are on Twitter right now?"
"Over two million!"
After hanging up the phone, Chen Xun returned the satellite phone to the man in the suit.
The other party then handed over a whole iPhone: "Your personal belongings may have been lost. This is a temporary replacement. The SIM card has been replaced and you can use it."
3
Chen Xun turned on the computer and logged into his account.
Instantly, the phone started vibrating like a well.
He finished his work and opened Weibo.
The latest Weibo post, posted by Ximian, has garnered over 500,000 comments: "Looking for Brother Xun's safety!!!!"
"I was terrified when I saw the smell, I hope everything is alright!"
"Chinese netizens are collectively offering their prayers!"
"My buddy is pretty ugly!"
"Waiting for you to let me know you're safe!"
Further back, even official media outlets issued a brief report: "It is understood that the crew of Chinese actor Chen Xun encountered trouble in Brazil. The situation is currently unclear, and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs has intervened."
Chen Xun felt a lump in his throat.
He posted a simple message on Weibo: "Peace of mind, thank you everyone, more details later."
Less than ten seconds after sending the message, Ya Lun began his frenzied shouting: "Capture him alive!"
"Brother Xun is awesome!"
"I knew you'd be alright!"
He then opened Twitter.
The trending topics are all related to the following:
#Fast & Furious 5 Encounters#
#Vin Diesel Missing#
Who is Chen Xun?
#Gunshooting in Brazilian favela#
#Hollywood'sMostDangerousDay#