It was a surprise to be able to enter the building.

Chu He, who was walking on the stairs on the third floor, couldn't help but feel a little beautiful.

What a life-saving game is pure.

If the officer had asked them to give a number.

Chu He would stab him to death, and then grab a rifle and give each of those soldiers a shuttle.

At least when the time comes, there will be a rifle, and the combat effectiveness will rise to a higher level, and it can also help Huang Zhiyang attract a wave of attention.

Straight to the point.

It appears to be a scrapped old office building.

In addition to the desk, the office chair is the folder and A4 paper scattered on the floor.

It is only 13 storeys high.

The location of the sniper is on the 11th floor.

The 2nd, 3rd, and 4th floors are all places for these soldiers to rest and where guns and ammunition are stored.

Obviously, these people are ready for a long battle.

The elevator here has been scrapped, and there is only one elevator shaft left.

The three of Chu He had to walk up to the 11th floor.

This is undoubtedly a time-consuming and labor-intensive task.

But the sniper rifle was very useful for the trio.

It's all up to him to consume firepower at range.

The three of Chu He soon came to the 10th floor.

I saw Yang Xiong open the way, Chu He followed, and Jiang Miao was at the bottom.

The three of them clutched their pistols tightly in their hands.

Chu He took out the white gauze he had just brought and wrapped it around the boots of the three of them.

Try to keep your feet under your feet from making a sound.

The gunfire was still in the distance, and it was clear that Huang Zhiyang was still fighting.

This also provided good cover for the three of Chu He.

The 11th floor is silent, with scrapped wooden tables, chairs and cabinets everywhere.

At the floor-to-ceiling window at the edge of the floor, a sniper in black cloth was lying motionless on the ground, holding a sniper rifle wrapped in strips of cloth.

Yang Xiong closed his left eye slightly and raised his pistol.

Three points and one line.

"Bang. ”

There was a crunch.

Yang Xiong pulled the trigger.

The moment the gun rang out, Yang Xiong jumped up from the stairs on all fours like a monkey and headed in the direction of the sniper.

I saw that the bullet hit the sniper in the back of the head impartially.

The sniper died before he could even let out a wail.

Chu He saw Yang Xiong carefully pick up the sniper's head and the sniper rifle in his hand, took out the gauze on the sole of his shoe to cover the sniper's forehead, and by the way, changed it from a prone position to a supine position.

When the bullet hits the back of the head, it is not a parallel and even bullet hole.

Only a small bullet hole can be seen in the back of the head, but the forehead is a bloody hole the size of a bowl.

Therefore, the sniper's face is already completely unclear.

Yang Xiong didn't seem to want the blood to flow downstairs.

After all, it would be very troublesome to let those guards see the blood.

A pistol with a silencer will only make a small sound, like a knock on a door.

What's more, this is the 11th floor.

So it didn't attract the attention of the group of soldiers downstairs.

Chu He and Jiang Miao followed closely behind and came to the side of the sniper's corpse.

"Good stuff. ”

Jiang Miao gasped and pulled the sniper rifle out of the corpse's hands with both hands.

"Everything is good in your eyes, and you are like a treasure in the dead man's things. Yang Xiong couldn't help but roll his eyes when he looked at Jiang Miao's appearance of being a fan of money: "The action is sharp." ”

"You know, this is what I used in the army. Jiang Miao said while removing the strip of cloth wrapped around the barrel of the gun.

"Really. ”

Saying this, Yang Xiong immediately recognized that this was a Type 88 sniper rifle.

It didn't take long for Jiang Miao to disassemble the sniper rifle into a small pile of parts.

"Let's go. ”

Jiang Miao found a black tactic near the sniper, a backpack, and stuffed the parts into it one by one.

The three of them went back to the fourth floor.

Yang Xiong made a silent gesture to Chu He and the others, and then went down the stairs alone.

After a while, he returned to the fourth floor with six nine-five styles and a backpack on his back.

The backpack contained rifle cartridges, canned food and medical supplies.

"It's unlikely that you will go back the way you came. ”

Yang Xiong came to a balcony fence and poked his head out to look downstairs.

Soldiers were stationed on all sides.

Not to mention the fact that there is also the officer downstairs who checked the number.

"What about jumping off the roof?" Jiang Miao asked with a frown.

"If you can't die, you look for me. Yang Xiong said crisply.

It is a 13-story building, but the ground is thirty or forty meters, and even the top of the nearest building is more than ten meters.

"I think jumping off a building is a pretty solid idea. Chu He said with a serious face: "But we have to tear down at least one floor-to-ceiling window, which is a troublesome matter." ”

"I think it's a small thing to tear down the floor-to-ceiling windows, and it's a big thing to jump off a building. Yang Xiong said with a dark face.

The two floors jump between each other, that's a scene only in a big movie, okay?

How can there be two buildings so close to each other in China, and there is such a long running distance?

"How do you know if you don't try?" Chu He came to a floor-to-ceiling window, broke the lock that had aged badly, and immediately opened the floor-to-ceiling window.

The other sides are also concocted in the same way.

The closest of the four adjacent buildings is also about five meters apart, and the drop is about six meters, which is equivalent to the height of a two-story building.

The site is the rooftop of a warehouse.

This warehouse is more than ten meters high, about 300 square meters, and there are many small workshops around.

If you jump on the rooftop of the warehouse, it's easy to get out of here.

"I feel a little hanging. ”

Yang Xiong shook his head with a straight face.

He's not cowardly, he doesn't believe in his own strength.

"There's nothing to hang over, you have to be just front if you don't jump. ”

"That'...... Give it a try. ”

Just head-on is obviously the stupidest thing to do.

Because they don't know how many people are still on the bottom floor.

If it goes from more than twenty to thirty, then they can still be beaten into a sieve.

Chu He handed over the two floor-to-ceiling windows that had been opened to Yang Xiong and Jiang Miao.

He wrapped the used gauze around the pistol.

The gauze absorbs the sound made when a shot is fired.

Coupled with the silencer, the sound emitted is minimal.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Three metal crashes rang out.

The bullets all hit the left end of the window frame.

Chu He inserted the pistol back into the holster, and with both hands he broke the window frame and threw it aside.

Yang Xiong and Jiang Miao carefully placed the floor-to-ceiling windows that had lost track on the ground.

"I'll do it. ”

Jiang Miao swallowed her saliva and stepped forward first.

"you, you're dead and stealing this sniper rifle is a fart. ”

Yang Xiong stopped Jiang Miao angrily.

"I'll do it. ”

Chu He took a step forward, measured the distance visually, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva as well.

The difference and distance were a bit beyond his imagination.

Sure enough, the movies are all deceptive .......

Where are there so many suitable locations in real life.

(End of chapter)