As a member of the band, "Cello" was already depressed to death.

Although he had a premonition that this was likely to be a "performance" with no return when he accepted the mission, he never thought that his team, which was about to reach the finish line, would be in a dilemma when they reached the last step.

The hands ** and C4** were used up when they rushed into the small building. Even the ammunition that I carry with me is running out. The *** on the body is to blow up the underground building of the Special Sector, and it is planned to be used near the stairs.

But who would have thought that he would be hit back and forth at the top of the staircase?

It stands to reason that his team is killing all the way in from the outside, shouldn't there be no people from the Special Operations Department behind them? But who is the person who shot in the back?

"Piccolo, is it placed? I'm running out of ammunition here. ”

The cat was around the corner of the hallway, and the cello reached out in the direction from which the gunshot came from, and shot in the direction of the person by feeling.

Because he didn't pay attention to the person behind him, when he reached the staircase, he was shot in the left shoulder. Because he didn't have time to stop the bleeding, as the blood passed, the cello gradually felt dizzy and his hands and feet became cold.

"There are still two left, you hold on a little longer. The bottom of the stairs had been converted into a storeroom, full of cleaning tools, so I needed to find a new installation point. ”

Through the walls of the stairwell, the piccolo's voice sounded a little muffled, but the general meaning was not difficult to hear.

"!"

The cello said irritably, leaning against the wall and waiting for the gunfire from both sides of the hallway to stop.

Although the cello knew in his heart that it was a very remarkable thing for his team to successfully break into the headquarters of the Special Branch, he knew that he had no chance to walk out of the gate of the Special Department alive. But it is precisely this that makes the cello pursue the perfection of this "performance" even more.

Since the scene has been carried out vigorously, how can the ending be dull?

The cello stretched out his right hand and fired indiscriminately to scare his opponent, while struggling to move his injured left arm, and with his left hand he pulled out a pack of soft-packed cigarettes from his coat pocket.

The cello held two cigarettes in his mouth, and then let the box and a few slightly distorted cigarettes scatter on the dusty floor.

Even if you don't have a fire, it's quite comfortable to be able to hold one in your mouth.

The cello thought about it, but suddenly there was a clatter in his ears, like the sound of an empty can bottle falling down.

What's that......

The cello looked down and saw a tin jar covered in wall ash rolling to his feet with a pink stuff tied to him for an unknown reason.

Not a hand**, no danger.

The cello had such a thought in his heart, but before the cello could see what the group of people who appeared behind him had thrown over, a bullet hit the heavy canister directly, and a white smoke suddenly appeared in front of the cello.

？

Throwing this thing in a building at this time ....... it's a full save, right?

Now that he has figured out the location of the enemy on both ends of the corridor, he has long since taken aim without looking at his shot. What's the use of throwing it over at this time?

The cello sneered and raised the gun to shoot in the direction that *** threw it, pulling the trigger one by one by feeling, and mechanically replacing one magazine after another.

Idiot!

The cello couldn't stop sighing in his heart, until he found that his eyes began to burn uncontrollably and began to cry.

Even the wound on his shoulder began to tingle.

"Piccolo! are you finished?"

The cello was very irritated and took the cigarette off his mouth and shouted loudly to the bottom of the stairs.

"...... right away"

Downstairs piccolo shouted loudly, but it was not only the cello's answer that was answered, but also the familiar sound of a gunshot.

"Piccolo?"

The cello was startled, and subconsciously moved away from the wall he was leaning on, and staggered down the stairs due to the dizziness caused by blood loss.

The guys in the hallway don't matter anymore......

Or that everything else doesn't matter anymore except for completing the task. As long as Heihe's plan can be implemented smoothly, then what does it matter if he gives such a life to himself?

"Piccolo?"

When my eyes hurt so much that I couldn't open them and I was dizzy, I couldn't walk down the stairs steadily, even if the cello had a good sense of direction.

What's more, the special members on both sides of the corridor had no firepower to contain them, so it was naturally impossible to let go of such a good opportunity to kill the intruders.

So when the cello's head hit the wall in the corridor, with a gust of fist wind, a hard ** smashed up his head.

"Sister Bi Fang, I still have bullets here!"

Jiang Yang covered his head with a plastic bag that Wang Kaijun had turned out from nowhere, and groped for the gun in his hand to Bi Fang, who was angry. Then he silently sighed in his heart about the fierceness of this beautiful student.

Rushing into the special smoke of Wang Kaijun's guy with her eyes open, this sister is too reckless!

"Thank you. ”

Bi Fang's voice in response to him was so dumb that it was impossible to distinguish between men and women, but such a voice was particularly shocking to Jiang Yang's ears.

"You killed the hedgehog!"

Bi Fang said this, because a cello who had accidentally snatched the pistol from Bi Fang heard this sound and grinned with the same dry mouth.

"Hedgehog? Which is a hedgehog? I'm sorry, but a lot of people died at my hands. ”

The cello whispered, and although he was pressed against the wall with his back, he did not show any panic.

Bi Fang frowned slightly when he heard the other party's words, although he was provoking himself until the other party in his heart, he was still uncontrollably irritable.

"After I go down, help me bring a message to the hedgehog, and say that the old lady has avenged him!"

Bi Fang said menacingly, putting the pistol against the other party's forehead, and his facial expression was slightly distorted.

Just as Bi Fang put the muzzle of the gun against the cello's head, a strange but rapid sound came from the cellist's watch.

Listening to the ringing of the watch, the cello's mouth grew bigger and bigger, and although his eyes were still closed, there was still a smug look on his face that was difficult to hide.

"I think it's better for you to say it to him. ”

Bi Fang frowned and looked at the smiling but very crazy face in front of him, and there was a faint uneasiness in his heart.

"In five seconds, there will be a huge fireworks in the stairwell of this house......"

The cello said with his eyes closed, his happy expression as if he had seen the fireworks explode.

"A fireworks curtain call for a band would be perfect, you say?"

Under Bi Fang's gradually frightened gaze, the cello suddenly opened his irritated and bloodshot eyes, and looked at the girl in front of him, who had begun to realize what was going to happen.

"It's wonderful to think about, "bang", and the special operations department will blow up!

With the cello's hoarse and ugly laughter, Bi Fang stepped back in horror, and then slammed Jiang Yang, who had been following her, out of the stairwell, and fell to the ground in a panic.

It's just that the voice that seems to be like a demon has always echoed in Bi Fang's ears.

"This performance...... Surprised?"