Among the two people who were fighting in front of us, the Russians running in front of them seemed to be alone, as if there were only two people running, and there was one lying on the ground not far from us, which was a bit like the one who was injured by us before, and I didn't see it all the way before, and I didn't think that he didn't die at our hands but walked here and died at the hands of the people at Berlin Station, but this kind of death may be more meaningful, after all, Lao Maozi and NATO are not a family.

There are three people who chased out of Berlin Station, although there is only one more person, but they have taken a lot of initiative in action. The three men chased after the Russians in alternating shots, but the two Russians seemed unwilling to entangle with the others, they just continued to run along the railroad towards the train station as they fought, and focused more on running than fighting. On the other hand, the people in Berlin were the opposite, the first to chase them out were like pioneers, and they were completely bitten and wanted to destroy all the targets that appeared in front of them, and as the gunfire got closer and closer behind us, their attacks became more and more violent.

"Let's go there and see." Maxim, who had been watching the situation behind me, whispered.

I turned my head to look in the direction he was pointing, and he meant to go to the left, cross another railroad that was also a pit stop, and walk into an area that looked completely dark from here.

I nodded in agreement, as long as I can get out of here as soon as possible and get rid of the people on these two sides, that's right, it's worth doing.

"Let's go!" I said a few words, then turned and leaned over to the left. After crossing a railway, we quickly entered a dark area, which was completely unlit, but the ground was fairly flat, except for some stones on the side of the tracks. After continuing to the left for about 20 meters, the two of us came to a fence, and it seemed that we had come to the edge of the train station.

I stopped by the wall because just as we arrived here, gunshots were heard near the last car of the train we had stopped before. Judging from the flashing fires and gunshots, they fought quite fiercely there, although it was not clear what form it was, but it was estimated that the group of Russians led by Blokhin who quickly withdrew from the platform met the people from the Berlin station who were chased out of another platform, and then they fought again.

"Walk along the wall." After seeing that no one was coming towards us, I continued to chase the old guy and them in the direction that they had run out, and after running for about two hundred meters, I came to an iron gate.

The iron door was open at the moment, and the lock on it was clearly broken. I guess the old guy ran out of here. I reached for the door and reached out to open the iron door, and just as I walked out sideways. There was a sound of footsteps behind us.

Maxim didn't ask, and pulled the trigger directly towards the place where the movement was coming. After the gunshots rang out, the other side did not talk nonsense and also pulled the trigger towards the area where we were.

I immediately went out the door, and after making sure there was nothing outside, I quickly turned around and looked inside the door and fired several shots at the other person. Maxim shot as he retreated to the door, and then stepped out under my cover. There are not many people chasing after the other party at the moment, and judging from the shooting situation, the people who came over at this moment are two people like us.

After Maxim pulled out, the two of us fired at each other in a fierce fire, then turned and ran. Although the two of us didn't know the way, we could already see the lights of street lamps in the distance. And there is a road underneath, although the road is not very smooth and not wide, and it is still downhill, so it is not very easy to walk, but the direction of the road seems to lead to the street lamp in the distance.

The two of us quickened our pace and ran all the way there. After about 100 meters, we came to the bottom of the slope. Also approached the lamp we saw by the door. This lamp is indeed a street lamp, and in front of us is a road that crosses in front of us. We approached the intersection quickly, crouched down where the street lights on the side of the intersection couldn't shine, and looked at the sides of the road. At this moment, there was another gunfire from the iron gate behind him, but it was not aimed at us, it was estimated that the people who were fighting had already approached there.

"Where are we going?" Maxim asked, looking behind us.

I didn't answer, but looked carefully to the sides, from the old guy said that it was a shopping mall... But where can you see a shopping mall here? I tried to use the communicator, but after two shouts, there was no response from the communicator. Just as I was hesitating to pull out my phone, a gunshot suddenly rang out from the direction we were facing, around one o'clock.

The gunshots weren't clear, as the train station behind me was very lively. And the gunshot seemed to be some distance away from us, so I wasn't sure if I heard it wrong, or if it was an echo of some other gunshot.

"Did you hear the gunshots coming from this direction?" I said as I held out my hand in the direction of one o'clock.

Maxim shook his head and said, "No." But the gunfire behind it was getting closer. ”

I looked back at the train station, I didn't want to be entangled by these guys anyway, I had already deviated from the goals we had set before. I'm not here to shoot with them, and it's not even my job to cover the old guys. So I have to get back to what I'm supposed to do as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, I decided to go in the direction where I had just heard the gunshot. I may have been misled, but it was right to make a decision at this moment, and not knowing what to do was the biggest mistake.

So I got up and tapped Maxim, "Follow me." After saying that, I quickly walked out to the right side of the intersection.

The road on the right is still downhill, and the road is still a little winding. After walking out of a section, the gunshots I heard vaguely just now never came again, which made my heart feel a little empty. But fortunately, after approaching a large road below, the phone he was carrying vibrated again.

I immediately took out the phone and looked at it, and the number shown on it was B1, which is Krzhakov. I immediately answered the phone, and this time Krzhakov changed his previous composure and immediately yelled at the phone as soon as I answered.

"Where are you? Where is it?! Did you lose the communicator? Why can't I be contacted? Kerzhakov asked quickly.