Frye wasn't dead, and just as he was rolling into the corner of the wall by mistake, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a figure lunge down on him, followed by two explosions.

When Fry realized that someone had blocked the power of the two grenades for him, so he didn't die, he pushed away the man who was holding him tightly, and then he saw a familiar face, Mehdi who had been on his left side since the attack.

Mahdi was dead, although he was wearing body armor, the shock wave that was close at hand was enough to kill him, not to mention that Mahdi's neck had been pierced by a piece of shrapnel.

Frye looked at Mehdi who was face to face with him a little dazed, he held Mehdi's shoulder with one hand, his lips squirmed but he couldn't make a sound, looking at the frightened Fry, Mehdi cracked his mouth and smiled, and at the same time the blood gushed out of his mouth, he said vaguely: "This is our war, of course we are the first to ......"

Mehdi couldn't finish his sentence because he was dead.

Fry and Mehdi get along quite well, but the relationship is not very good, because Mehdi is more than twenty years older than Fry, and both are good enough to be Fry's father.

There is a lot of age difference, there will be a big generation gap, not to mention that with Mehdi's limited knowledge, it is difficult for Frye and Mehdi to have a common language of life, so Frye asked Mehdi to be his deputy, just because Mehdi is old enough and has enough prestige, and his bazooka is really good, that's all.

Looking at Mahdi who died in front of him, looking at Mahdi who had given up his life to block the grenade in order to save him, Frye was freed from the fear of death just now, how scared he was just now. How angry there is now.

Frye pushed Mehdi away. An M67 grenade was pulled from the chest. Due to the angle, he couldn't throw the grenade from the bottom of the building to the third floor, so Frye started running backwards while dialing the safe, and only after running a few meters that he could see the shooting port on the third floor, Frye threw the grenade up with all his might.

After the bazooka men reached the bottom of the building, the enemies upstairs could no longer threaten Frye with their guns, so the third floor kept throwing grenades down. In the first round of grenade attacks alone, at least nine bazooka shooters were killed or wounded, and the reason why Frye was only attacked by two grenades was because there were still too few defenders in the building, and their number of grenades was also limited, and after only two rounds were lost, no new grenades were thrown.

Both the snipers in the rear and the assault group that was about to rush downstairs spilled fire on the firing ports on the third and fourth floors in an instant, although this did little to prevent the enemy from dropping grenades. However, their repression gave the enraged Frye a chance to perform.

Frye held a grenade with the safety removed in his hand. Walking on a bullet-ridden battlefield is like walking on a baseball field, and the constant sound of gunfire and explosions is like the shouts and cheers of the spectators.

Frye took a few steps forward and threw a grenade into a shooting hole on the third floor in a pitching position, not worrying that the grenade would not fall in and blow himself up, as soon as the grenade was thrown, Frye immediately took two steps forward, picked up a grenade again, and threw it into an adjacent firing port.

Each grenade thrown by Frye causes an explosion inside the building.

Just as Fry was about to throw a fourth grenade, he saw tongues of fire erupt from the silent firing port on the first floor, and the assault team that had already rushed in front of him collapsed.

Frye bent his left knee, slapped his left hand on the grenade he was holding in his right hand, and swung the grenade at a very small angle more than twenty meters away from him.

The grenade bounced off the sandbag on the side of the firing port and bounced into the room where the shot was being fired, and then the explosion sounded to indicate that the shooter inside was truly dead.

More than twenty meters away, with a heavy M67 grenade, thrown into a gap of only about ten centimeters in the lower field to bounce into the inner firing port, Frye was very satisfied with his achievement, so he raised his hands in the air and shouted, "Yay!"

Just as Frye raised his hands in cheer, he saw another dark shadow lunge at him, and Frye was slammed to the ground, and then Frye felt a heavy blow to his helmet.

"You're crazy!"

After a roar in his ears, Fry was dragged by his arm to the ground, and Fry looked up to see that it was Gao Gao's waist, gritting his teeth and dragging his arm towards the corner.

"Boss, is that handsome just now!"

"Don't waste the life that someone else has given you in exchange, idiot!"

Gao Yang yelled at Frye again angrily, threw Frye under the window with the sandbag, took a grenade from Frye, and yelled at the few people who were struggling to push open the sandbag blocking the window: "Get out of the way!"

Gao Yang threw a grenade into it, waited for it to explode, and immediately said, "Push it away, push it away." ”

Grolev fired machine guns behind them, suppressing where bullets might have been fired, and Gao Yang and the others pushed open the makeshift pile of sandbags on the floor-to-ceiling windows in just a few clicks, and waited for a hole large enough to make people clear, Li Jinfang gestured, and then jumped in.

After Li Jinfang entered the building first, he quickly shouted: "Safety!"

Gao Yang grabbed Frye, who was still stunned on the ground, and yelled, "Help me." ”

After working with Bruce to throw Fry into the window of the building, he grabbed his shotgun and jumped into the window, then immediately swung the muzzle of the gun from side to side to prevent a possible attack.

After waiting for the last Grolev to jump into the window, Gao Yang yelled at Bruce: "Look at the little fly, this idiot is crazy!"

Frye had been stunned, and after hearing Gao Yang's scream, he got up from the ground with a spirit, and after pulling his HK416, he said loudly: "I'm not crazy, I'm fine, I'm just a little excited, now it's okay, it's okay!"

Hearing Frye's shout, Gao Yang, who didn't care about Frye, glanced at it, and found that most of the people in the first class had already entered the hall on the first floor, Gao Yang quickly made a few gestures and motioned for them to go to the stairs in the middle of the hall.

On the first floor is a very large hall, covering an area of about 1,000 square meters, and you can see that there are two small doors open on the other side of the hall, and the small doors are not blocked.

The building used to be a shopping mall in Bossosa, but it had been abandoned for many years, and it was empty and occupied by the people of Bososa as a shelter, but after Mocati made it a stronghold, the people who lived in it had long since run out, leaving only tattered belongings and household garbage everywhere.

After calming down for a while, Gao Yang said softly: "Be careful of grenades, we have a fast attack, and it is very likely that the enemy will not have time to escape." ”

Li Jinfang nodded immediately, and then told Sù to follow them into the first row of the building, letting the first and second squads attack upward with them, while the third squad was on the first floor to guard against enemies who might enter through the back door.

After taking two deep breaths, Gao Yang waved his hand, waited for everyone to disperse, and slowly approached the stairs leading to the second floor in a circle, when Fry walked to the front with a gun, Gao Yang ran over quickly, grabbed Frye's clothes and dragged them back, and said viciously: "Bastard, stand in the back for me, if you fucking go crazy again, Lao Tzu will kill you with his own hands!"

Gao Yang was afraid that Frye would rush up like a madman again, so he warned Frye very seriously, and after saying Frye viciously, Gao Yang stretched out his hand and made a few gestures, ready to forcibly attack upstairs.

Frye didn't explain why he was mad, but he really wanted to go upstairs and kill all the bastards in the building, as a tribute to Mehdi for dying to save him, and to repay Mehdi for their sacrifice.

After being warned again by Gao Yang, Fry just whispered: "Brother Yang, give me a few grenades, my grenades have just run out, don't worry, I won't waste my life." ”

When Frye opened his mouth to call Brother Yang instead of calling him boss as usual, Gao Yang knew that Frye was very serious now, and after hesitating for a moment, he said in a low voice: "Who still has grenades, collect them for the little flies, faster!" (To be continued......)