"How? Is it badly injured? The mysterious special forces didn't care about any sign language at this time, and the previous commander leaned directly against the railing of the stairs and leaned down to ask.

The companion who stayed on the first floor examined it carefully, then looked up and replied, "His calf is broken, and his bones are pierced." ”

The commander said in a deep voice: "You give him a brief treatment, and then come up to take his place, and replace him to stay below to rest and be vigilant." ”

The special forces agreed, took out the first-aid kit from the backpack, first quickly applied hemostatic gauze to the wounded, then fixed the man's left leg with a folding splint and bandage, and helped him sit against the wall, before picking up his weapon and chasing him up the stairs.

I only heard the commander snort coldly: "My eyes are bright spots, there are strange things in this ghost tower, which means that the people who are going through the bureau know that we are coming." As he spoke, he leaned on the railing, his feet on the edge, and little by little he went around the gap. The rest of the men followed suit, carefully passing the first trap.

Zhao Liang only leaked his eyes and nostrils in the water tank, and it took a long time to relieve the severe pain in his head just now, and he secretly said in his heart: It seems that these plague gods are indeed coming for me and Xiaoya, but I don't know where they came from, and it is estimated that most of them are related to the mysterious man Wang Cong said. But this time it's really God blessed, it's wrong, I didn't expect that the trap designed by Beichen's old pervert actually became our lifesaver, these goods want to break through the eight golden locks built according to the Dunjia Yin Fu, and it takes a lot of effort. And we had prepared in advance, specially brought ropes, and could escape through the windows on the top floor at any time.

Thinking of this, Zhao Liang suddenly trembled all over his body, and choked on two mouthfuls of water, I'll strangle it, the rope is still on me!

He reached out and touched the rope that was diagonally straddling his shoulder, and his heart sank uncontrollably, sweating profusely. Before, Patron was in a hurry to run down to unlock the mother and son buckle, but he actually forgot to leave the rope to Zheng Luya and the head of the lights-out road. At this time, seeing that the top floor has become a desperate situation, as long as these special forces can get there, the two of them will be sentenced to death.

At this time, Xiao Ya's voice sounded in the cochlea again: "Zhao Liang, who is the person downstairs?" How do I look like a commando group? ”

"It's not a assault group!" Zhao Liang suppressed his voice and said hurriedly: "This group of people did not wear the sign of anti-puncture, and they also killed the two guards outside the gate. Their real target is the two of us! ”

At this time, Xiaoya seemed very calm: "Okay, I know." How is your condition, is it dangerous? ”

Zhao Liang said: "I will hide in the big water tank now, and I am safe for the time being." Just now one of them was wounded by the trap, and now there are four people left, all armed. ”

"Since you're fine, then quickly find a chance to evacuate and leave us alone." Xiao Ya's tone was firm: "Dao Leader and I will find a way to deal with them." ”

Zhao Liang ignored Xiao Ya's suggestion to let him evacuate and asked, "Have you thought of any way?" You can't fight hard. With the skills and weapons of those few people, even two more lights out will be for nothing. ”

He groaned for a while, and then said: "That's it, you hold on for a while, I'm going to call Meng Qi to rush in now, and I can't care about Beichen Lao'er's reaction." ”

"Absolutely not," Zheng Luya objected undoubtedly: "You involve the Yulin Iron Guard here, once you start a fierce battle with those special forces, I don't know how many people who should not have died will die." You listen to me, you must be calm, I have ......"

As soon as Xiao Ya's words were halfway through, there was a sudden murmur on the walkie-talkie, and Zhao Liang couldn't hear the content behind. Immediately afterwards, this walkie-talkie, which has always been more reliable than the dialer, was actually disconnected at a critical moment.

I'm Nima! Is the grandson of the Academy of Sciences at odds with us? Every time you can't send it in this room, you drop the chain?! Zhao Liang was so angry that he almost scolded his mother, but fortunately, he still had a trace of reason, and he didn't forget that there was a buddy with a gun not far away.

He looked up and looked up carefully, only to see that the four special forces who had climbed the stairs were climbing up with great difficulty. In the moments leading now, they had already passed through the five traps on the stairs one after another. Although the knives were flying everywhere for a while, the crossbow arrows were out for a while, and a big iron ball fell from the sky for a while, so that the four special forces were injured to varying degrees, and everyone was covered with colors and blood flowed for a long time, but with a high degree of vigilance and excellent skills, they still managed to break through desperately.

Zhao Liang tilted out of the water tank at an angle, and it was barely difficult to see the figures of the special forces moving upward, and seeing that they were getting closer and closer to the gate on the top floor, he couldn't help but feel anxious. Zhao Liang turned his heart sideways, jumped out of the tank with a rub, and flashed behind the screen to observe outwards with a splash of water dripping down.

Through the screen, he saw that in the corner of the wall about ten meters away from him, a wounded special forces soldier was sitting motionless, still holding a miniature submachine gun in his arms.

Zhao Liang held his breath and concentrated, wanting to probe the other party's mind through his spiritual sense, but he didn't expect that as soon as he moved, Yin Tang felt the pain of piercing his heart. He was awe-inspiring, and he didn't know if it was because of the excessive tension just now that his spiritual sense was damaged. But for whatever reason, I'm afraid I can't use mind reading anymore for the time being. Zhao Liang put away his mind and could only rely on a pair of naked eyes to make a judgment in order to decide what action to take next.

Through observation, Zhao Liang found that something was wrong with the person sitting opposite. First of all, his posture is very strange, leaning against the wall, his upper body and lower body twisting like twists, if he were a normal person, it would definitely be very uncomfortable to sit like that. Secondly, this posture has been maintained for a long time, almost immovable, except for the vague observation of the body's breathing ups and downs, there is no reaction at all.

These two circumstances made Zhao Liang make a judgment, the special soldier who broke his leg was already in a coma because of the pain of his injuries at this moment.

He looked up again, and to make sure that no one was paying attention, he boldly came out from behind the screen and crept closer to the wounded soldier. The distance was closer, and Zhao Liang finally determined that the unlucky guy was indeed unconscious. Seeing that the opportunity was rare, he no longer hesitated, rushed to him in two steps, and took off the miniature submachine gun in the man's arms.

Zhao Liang flipped the gun in his hand, feeling that the weight was not too heavy, the safety of the gun had been opened, and the bullet was loaded. He secretly said in his heart: Damn, the first firefight in the agent's career is dedicated to the great year 211 BC, my precious first time!

With that in mind, he turned and hid by the pillar at the top of the staircase, raised the muzzle of his gun, and fired a long shot upward. A faint flame erupted from the port of the muffler, and a muffled and crisp sound sounded, as if it were typing on a mechanical keyboard.

Da Da Da –

A string of tracer bullets flew straight towards the four people who were ascending the stairs, sending debris from the staircase railings and walls around them. This shuttle shot over, and immediately frightened the special forces to quickly squat down to dodge, and one of them scolded: "I grass his grandmother, why do the ancients still have machine guns in their traps?!" ”

"It's not a trap!" The commander said angrily: "The bullets are coming from below!" ”

Hearing this, the other three hurriedly looked down through the railing, and at a glance they saw Zhao Liang, who was hiding behind the pillar and constantly shooting.

"I'll go, why is that kid there?" One of the special forces soldiers was surprised.

The commander shouted, "Don't think about so much uselessness just yet! Number two, number four, you go down and kill him, number five, you follow me and continue to rush up, and one must be in the top room! ”

These special forces were obviously well-trained, and when they heard the commander's arrangement, they did not hesitate to act immediately. The two men, known as No. 2 and No. 4, rushed down at a rapid pace while alternating shots to cover the cover, while No. 5 followed the commander, running up in three steps and two steps, gradually approaching the top floor of the tower where Zheng Luya and the lights-out chief were.

Although Zhao Liang is very brave, after all, he is just a rookie who has just graduated from the police officer university, and he has not touched a gun a few times since he was born, so in the eyes of these special forces, he is an absolutely pure scumbag. The firepower of No. 2 and No. 4 was very fierce, and the middle cooperation was also close, so that Zhao Liang could not be suppressed at all, and the distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer.

originally planned to risk his own life and attract the enemy in order to rescue Xiaoya and turn off the lights, but to Zhao Liang's surprise, the other party did not act according to his plan, but divided into two ways and attacked together. Obviously, that commander saw Zhao Liang's intentions, and at the same time, he was very sure of his own strength.

Zhao Liang secretly complained in his heart, not only because of the number two and number four who were getting closer and closer, but also because the other two guys had rushed to the gate on the top floor. He wanted to desperately give them a few shots, but first, the miniature submachine gun was only suitable for close combat, and long-range shooting was inaccurate, and secondly, he was now unable to protect himself, and the opponent's bullets were almost close to the scalp, and he could be shot in the head with a slight trembling.

When the two special forces who came to the top floor faced the heavy wooden door, they were far less troubled by Zhao Liang and them before, first kicked a foot and felt that the door was locked from the inside, so they didn't say a word, put the plastic bomb on the door, and then took a few steps back, and banged the door open.

The commander held the stun grenade in his hand, and the moment the wooden door opened, he quickly threw it into the room, only to see a blinding light flash in the top room, and a muffled sound was heard at the same time. The two men at the door did not hesitate and broke in with guns.

This series of standard assault tactics is done smoothly and neatly, without the slightest flaw. Although Zhao Liang hid below and couldn't see it, a feeling of resentment and despair had risen in his heart. Judging from this situation, Zheng Luya and the lights out Taoist are probably more than lucky.

He couldn't help but roar angrily, dodged out from behind the pillar, and swept towards No. 2 and No. 4 more than ten meters away. This violent aura suddenly exerted a combat power that could not be underestimated, and for a while, it also forced the two special forces to quickly stop and find cover nearby.

Zhao Liang had only one thought in his heart at this time: it doesn't matter if he dies or not, he must avenge Xiaoya! Avenge Master Zu!

But at this moment, the commander and No. 5, who had already rushed into the room on the top floor, retreated in a blink of an eye, and at the same time shouted while shooting at Zhao Liang: "Hurry up and press up!" There's no target in the house, so don't let this run anymore! ”

Zhao Liang just ran out of bullets in the magazine at this time, and flashed behind the pillar again to dodge the bullets fired from above, and secretly wondered in his heart: They said that there was no target in the house? Holy, what the hell is going on? Could it be that Xiaoya and Dao Chang have successfully escaped?

As soon as this question appeared, that desperate momentum disappeared in an instant. Seeing that the two people upstairs were looking for an angle, so that they could give him a fatal blow, and the two guys who had approached him before also came out of cover again, intending to pounce on him and surround him.

I, Nima, don't run now, when will I stay?! Zhao Liang's heart moved, feeling that the terrifying aura of death completely enveloped him, and he didn't dare to delay any longer, he threw the empty gun to the side, rolled twice in a row on the spot, and rolled out of the close gate in embarrassment.