A few seconds later, as soon as the elf reached the back staircase on the seventh floor, the elevator door in the middle of the corridor "clanged" to the floor, and two anti-terrorist SWAT officers in black uniforms guarded the door first, and then let the other two companions take the opportunity to rush into the corridor, holding the M4 carbine and rushing straight into the burning office. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this moment, everyone in the corridor was uncovered, so the elf instantly turned around and squatted down, picked up the M2000 and aimed at the anti-terrorist special police in the middle of the corridor.

And the other party also found the trail of the elf at this time, and as a result, without any hesitation and warning, he pulled the trigger and shot a string of bullets towards the elf's position, hitting the elf The corridor wall, floor, and decorative flower pot around her were all "fluttering" with a bouncing and ricocheting sound.

However, in the face of the anti-terrorism special police's indiscriminate gun sweep, she behaved very calmly, completely gave up her life and death, and locked the head of a special police officer through the sight, then decisively pulled the trigger and shot the special police officer to death on the carpet in the corridor.

Immediately afterwards, several other SWAT officers immediately went crazy, not only did two people increase their fire and shoot at the elves, but the other instinctively reached out and grabbed the arms of his companion, and struggled to drag the fallen companion to the next room.

At the same time, in the face of several M4 carbines, especially in the corridor that was less than 200 two hundred meters away and narrow to nowhere to hide, the elf could only fire a shot, holding the M2000 dexterously using her back to cushion the bottom, rolling to the other side of the corridor, kicking open the door of an office with one foot, and quickly hiding.

Just while the elf was hiding in the office, the SWAT approached 2-30 meters, and when the three of them guarded the office where the elf was hiding in an airtight air, a pair of women's hands with pink nail polish suddenly stretched out, and then with a burst of miserable screams, an office girl in a dress was held hostage by the elf, and at the same time, a Beretta pistol was tightly pressed against the office girl's neck.

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As soon as they saw the hostages, the SWAT officers immediately shouted at the elves, but the elves ignored them and retreated step by step, strangled the hostages to the back staircase and pushed open the wooden door of the stairwell, but before the elves and the hostages in their hands ran into the stairwell, a big hand wearing black gloves grabbed the elf's wrist, and at the same time, a white steel handcuff had already "clicked" to lock the elf's wrist.

This unexpected change was all too sudden!

It was a completely instinctive reaction, the elf who was handcuffed in her left wrist pushed away the office girl in her arms, and used her body to help herself block the angle of the three SWAT shots in the corridor, and then the elf used the Beretta pistol in her right hand to fire at the stairwell through the wooden door, trying to make the guy who grabbed her let go.

"Bang bang bang...... Ahh

But contrary to the elf's expectations, through the wooden door of the stairwell, she heard the other party's miserable snort, but the big hand that tightly clasped her wrist only changed the angle, and became much lower in the blink of an eye, showing that the person in the stairwell should have been shot and fell to the ground, but the other party still refused to let go.

Time was pressing, and the SWAT officers in the corridor direction could open fire at any time, but the elf who was forced to be in a hurry pressed Beretta's muzzle and fired a shot at the wrist of the big hand, and after piercing the opponent's wrist fiercely, it was considered to break free from the other party's pull and retract the left hand that was handcuffed.

Between the lightning and flint, she quickly turned the muzzle of the gun, and the elf fired at the SWAT officers who were facing the office girl, "bang, bang" in two breaths, consuming half of the bullet of the magazine.

So the bullets in the corridor hit the back of the office girl first, making her scream and her body pounced forward at the same time, which happened to be on the few SWAT officers who rushed to rescue her, taking advantage of the opportunity of the chaos of the SWATS, the elf ruthlessly continued to shoot, hitting the bodies of the other two SWAT officers one after another, and most of the threat in the direction of the corridor was lifted.

But in the end, the remaining SWAT was also desperate, after his body fell on the carpet in the corridor, he raised his M4 carbine and shot at the elf in front of him, forcing the elf who had nowhere to hide She could only turn her heart sideways, and her body chose the nearest cover, slammed into the wooden door of the stairwell, and disappeared from the field of vision of the SWAT in the corridor to quench her thirst.

However, the elf who crashed into the stairwell only jumped from danger to serious danger, and when she crashed into it in a hurry, she saw that there were three anti-terrorist special police officers crowded into the stairwell, except for the one who had just been injured by the elf herself, and the remaining two people were watching her.

Without saying a word, a special police officer wanted to raise his gun to fire at the elf in front of him, but unfortunately the barrel of the M4 carbine was held down by the elf halfway through, and then the elf was about to raise the Beretta pistol to return the color, and the other special police officer also relied on his strong figure, and pounced on it, grabbed the wrist of the elf holding the gun with one hand, and punched the elf straight into the eye socket.

Since both hands are not empty now, the elf can only shake her head suddenly, first dodge the SWAT's punch, then lower her body slightly, use her shoulders to push forward, and fiercely push the fist SWAT's chest, planning to force the other party to retreat, so as to get rid of the entanglement of the other two.

However, although the elf made the fist-wielding SWAT take half a step back, the SWAT who raised the gun just now simply let go of the M4 carbine in his hand, pulled out the telescopic baton on his waist and slammed it towards the elf's ear.

There's no way, protecting your head at any time is the first task, so the elf can only shrink her head again, and quickly dodge the attack of the telescopic baton, but this time before the elf can stand up straight, the knee of the fist SWAT hit her stomach hard, so that the retreating elf hit the wall of the stairwell directly.

When the telescopic baton picked up by the SWAT again and slammed it on the wall after the elf dodged, the elf who was half-squatting because of the severe pain in her stomach took a more scoundrel method, and stepped on the foot of the fist-waving SWAT with her foot, using this severe pain to distract the attention of the fist-wielding SWAT, so that he could not form a coordinated attack on the elf with his companions.

Then, when the telescopic baton swept towards the elf's shoulder, the elf suddenly let go of the Beretta pistol in her right hand, and then deftly caught the pistol with her left hand, and fired two shots at the belly of the SWAT officer wielding the telescopic baton while hitting the baton on her arm.

After the gunshot, the special police officer who was shot fell down holding his stomach, and when the other special police officer pulled the elf's right wrist and hit the elf in the cheek with a punch, the elf had already turned the muzzle of the gun and shot the last bullet in the magazine's lower abdomen at the guy's lower abdomen.

Shooting at the top of the flesh, how could ordinary fiber body armor block the power of Beretta's pistol, but after the gun, the special police officer languished on the ground, but before he could breathe a sigh of relief, when the elf had severe pain in her arms, cheeks, stomach and other positions, a figure suddenly flashed on the wooden door and window of the stairwell.

The elf knew that this must be the last surviving SWAT officer in the hallway, but now that the elf's Beretta had run out of bullets, she picked up an M4 carbine and began to fire frantically through the wooden door again.

"Tutu Tu Tu ...... , plop plop plop ......"

In the blink of an eye, all the remaining bullets in the M4 carbine were fired at the wooden door, and the wooden door was full of bullet holes, so as soon as the elf released the trigger, the sound of a human being falling to the ground was immediately heard on the other side of the wooden door.

After finally dealing with the SWAT, she threw down her carbine and quickly ran downstairs, ready to leave the building......

When the heavy artillery ceased fire, the police convoy with heavy losses dared to start the rescue operation, and the policemen hiding in the corners of the streets and buildings gathered one by one under the radio call of the superior officer, and then carried out the wounded who were still breathing on the street and in the wreckage of the vehicles, and lined them up on the blood-stained crosswalk.

There were only a few first responders on the scene, and while they were busy grading the wounded into four teams of minor, near-fat, seriously injured and critically injured according to the severity of each person's injuries, the remaining police officers were nearby to clear the museum and ordinary pedestrians on the street, set up a cordoned off area, and control traffic to allow special rescue vehicles to enter the street.

Just when most people were panicking, Lux, who was wearing a brightly colored dress and carrying a huge bag on her shoulder, suddenly flashed out, and when she held her bleeding elbow and took the initiative to find a policeman's side, Lux was immediately led by the policeman to the sidewalk where the wounded were concentrated for processing.

I have to admit that the Japanese are still very commendable in the details of some rescue operations, they found a few thick canvases of different colors out of nowhere, laid them directly on the ground, and then let the wounded of different degrees sit directly on the corresponding canvas of different colors, so that not only can the situation be clear at a glance, but also can easily count the number of wounded and provide corresponding rescue.