Several gunmen at the window on the third floor had already been cleared, and the number of people on this floor was the most deadly. Anyone who dares to show their heads, what awaits them will definitely be a dead word.

The intense suppression caused all the surviving gunmen on the third floor to retreat inside, not even noticing that someone had climbed up the excavator.

By the time they spotted the figure that had suddenly appeared in the window, it was too late.

A barrage of bullets swept over, directly sweeping the gunman who was cowering inside into a sieve.

Several thorn birds quickly rushed in formation, and after confirming that there were no more enemies on the entire floor of the third floor, one of them waved his hand downstairs, giving Wang Yong a signal of safety.

Wang Yong immediately gave an order, and a few people with good marksmanship stayed behind to suppress the high point, and the rest of them all climbed to the third floor in batches.

Soon, a large number of thorn birds climbed in through the windows of the third floor, except for less than ten people who were still suppressing the killers in the hall on the first floor with firepower, and a few gunners at the higher point.

At this time, the killers in the hall did not realize that their enemies had entered the building through other passages due to blind sight. is still shouting, resisting, and even seeing the peripheral firepower gradually weakening, he wants to rush out.

Wang Yong sneered and said to himself: "I'm not afraid that you will rush out, but I am afraid that you will not come out!

Connected to Li Bin and Spoon, who were in charge of the peripheral response, the two of them passed the answer, but it was the black hand that had just arrived. It's just that so many people stood in place in the dark, just watching the play, and didn't mean to intervene at all.

Obviously, the black hand blocks the big boss and wants to observe the situation before deciding. Seeking skin with a tiger is inherently a dangerous thing.

Wang Yong just said: "Received." ”

He didn't say anything more, and then waved his hand, and the remaining thorn birds all climbed up to the third floor.

Outside the entire Fallen Angel Building, except for the rumbling excavator, there was not a single thorn bird.

And the many killers in the hall on the first floor realized that something was wrong, because for a while there was no gunfire outside.

They looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

Finally, someone shouted: "Kill it!"

Then the killers of the black pressure rushed out collectively, and their formation was quite scattered with no team combat experience, and their individual skills were very good, but when they were placed in the entire formation, they were extremely messy.

But before they could rush to the door, they suddenly heard the sound of gunfire behind them.

But it was the thorn birds on the third floor who took advantage of the situation and launched a strong attack from behind.

This sudden attack instantly turned into a one-sided slaughter, and the killer who deliberately ran slower and shrank behind with the idea of saving his life suddenly became the fastest dead.

The bullet passed through their bodies, exploding in large clouds of blood that splattered into the faces of the people next to them.

Only then did the person next to him notice the enemy attack from behind, and he had just turned around and had not yet aimed his gun. I saw a black grenade thrown over as if it didn't want money, and fell into the crowd.

"God!"

The killers, who had always believed only in themselves and not in God, also changed their faith, shouted God save me, and threw themselves out.

Bang!

The grenade exploded in a row, blasting a circle of impact with a radius of several meters in the crowd.

In an instant, the door of the staircase turned into a slaughterhouse, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

The killer who could have avoided in the face of such a dangerous situation was also controlled by the scattered formation, and there was no room to dodge at all. On the contrary, everyone ran towards the best position to dodge, and suddenly collided with each other, becoming the target of shrapnel sputtering.

Abraham gathered most of the killers on the first floor, and more than a hundred people were easily defeated.

After only a short time of fighting, he suffered such a heavy loss, which couldn't help but make Abraham, who was watching the battle on the ninth floor, very angry.

He gave instructions through his headset that as long as the killers were alive, they must kill all the invading enemies!

There are only thirty invading enemies, and there are more than a hundred killers alive today. Three times the number of people, if these killers can't be handled, Abraham wants to destroy them himself.

The killers who escaped from the building and gained a foothold received Abraham's orders, and they knew the number of people on the other side, and they couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in their hearts.

They are all elite killers, when were they chased so embarrassed, like lost dogs? It's a shame!

They want revenge!

So with the help of the burning rage, they prepared to counterattack back in one go, blocking those invading enemies in the building, and catching turtles in the urn!

You must know that there are also their accomplices on other floors, as long as the upper and lower forces are flanked back and forth, those intruders will definitely be swept away!

It's a pity that the ideals of these killers are very plump, and the reality is very skinny.

In the midst of the chaotic battle, the black hand who was watching the play and waiting to take advantage of the fisherman suddenly heard a gunshot.

Then one of the legionnaires standing at the front fell down, and the gunfire was followed by a ferocious fire attack. It seems that even small howitzers have been moved out on the opposite side, and the shells fall on the front of the side of the regiment with a thump.

Suddenly, the black hand blockers were in a mess, driven by artillery fire and forced to move in the opposite direction. Unconsciously, they are getting closer and closer to the building, and to the group of killers on the first floor.

"Oh no! there are still their people in the back!" shouted a keen killer who was the first to detect the black hand blocking that had suddenly appeared on the battlefield.

The shout sent the killers in a panic, and they shivered as they looked back.

The crowd of black people rushed over, all dressed in black, carrying long guns and short cannons in their hands, and the formation was simply dizzying.

"Damn, there must be a thousand of them! What the hell is the other side? Even the army has been dispatched? Could it be that Lord Abraham has offended the government army?" someone turned pale with fright, and couldn't help but question.

But they also know that no matter what the other party comes from, it's time to fight against the water. It doesn't matter if he's a government army or a black club, it's just one word - do!

The killers in the outermost circle instantly turned their heads and took the lead in blocking fire at the black hand.

And as soon as the fire was fired, the killers were overjoyed.

Damn, these 1,000 people are even easier to deal with than the 30 people inside! A shuttle of bullets can hit at least three or five people, and those guys are as clumsy as pigs, and they don't have much experience in life-and-death battles.

The killers who discovered this immediately began to share this, and more killers turned their guns outward, and instead of attacking inside, they began to shoot outward.

Crushing others and being crushed by others, fools will choose.

The Black Hand Legion was suddenly attacked, and they were all stunned at once. Didn't you say that you were going to watch the play? Why did you start to do it with your arms in a daze?

This TM routine is not right!

Unfortunately, no one could hear their inner monologue, only the bullets that poured into their bodies.

The scene suddenly became a mess, and any orders and tactics became useless.

The black hand blockers began to be stunned, and when the temper of the single man came up, they immediately relied on the numerical advantage to turn the situation back. It's just that a thousand people have a tie against more than a hundred people, which is really a shame for the big boss of the black hand, and more importantly, he still hasn't figured out why these killers suddenly shifted their targets and started attacking them.

"Damn!" the black hand blocked the big boss angrily extinguished a cigarette butt, took a few grenades from his subordinates, and threw them into the distance with venting.

I only heard the booming sound explode, obviously throwing at the enemy, but it was the soldiers under him who howled miserably, and I couldn't help but make the black hand block the big boss more and more angry.

And he didn't see it, just in the dark, a guy who was snickering slipped away with a simple miniature rocket launcher.

But it's a spoon.

The thing like a small cart he was holding in his hand was a simple rocket launcher that Li Bin had improvised assembled. It is the same as the famous Huaxia 107 rocket launcher, except that it is much smaller, and the gun carriage can only withstand one salvo.

This is what Wang Yong has already explained, and it is not so easy for the black hand to stay out of the matter. The task of Spoon and Li Bin is to think of dragging the Black Hand Block into the water and leading the battle between the Black Hand Block and the Ground Killer Group.

The spoon has been very successful, and the current black hand block and the killer group on the first floor have been inseparable, and there is no time to take care of the thorn birds in the building in a short time.

Abraham watched this scene, the anger on his face grew stronger, and with a click, a wine glass in his hand was crumpled into pieces.

"He actually colluded with the black hand block! It seems that I underestimated you! No, the first batch of people who entered the building were very good and their combat quality was quite high, surpassing these killers under my command, it could not be also a black hand block! Could it be that the order that he was wanted by Huaxia was fake? Huaxia deliberately set up such a trap, in fact, it was to attack the headquarters of the fallen angels?"

Abraham's face was shocked, and thoughts flashed through his mind.

In his rage, he had lost his basic sanity. The analysis became more and more unreliable, and they even suspected that this was a joint operation between Huaxia and the French intelligence agencies, the purpose of which was to defeat the fallen angels in one fell swoop.

He instantly regretted that he didn't seek support from the other fallen angels, and if the other fallen angels returned, no, even if it was just the killing angel Cyra coming back, it would be able to turn the situation around.

Cyra's terrifying killing ability makes people tremble just thinking about it.

"Ben, you take a team to clear out the enemies who entered the building. I'm waiting for Wang Yong here. Abraham took a deep breath and commanded the twisted angel beside him.

Ben Xue sneered and said, "Wait for the news of my triumph! A group of mercenaries, when they really face the top masters, they know how ridiculous and powerless their self-proclaimed tactical literacy is." ”

After speaking, Ben Xue walked out of the door, his back was arrogant and chic.

He seems to have completely forgotten the scene when he was beaten into a dog by Wang Yong.

At this time, the thorn birds had already divided into several routes, and continued to sweep through according to different floors.

The living forces in the entire Fallen Angel Building were targeted, and there was no way to survive the bullets.

Because Wang Yong said before the action, this operation will be wiped out!