The bullet chased after D, and while he quickly bypassed the bicycles in front of the travel agency, the bullet directly knocked over the cars. I didn't have the time to pay attention to him, so I could only shoot at him as hard as I could, trying to suppress their firepower, even for a moment. Beside me, Vogel was desperate to pour bullets.

"Retreat! Hurry up! "Just as I was retreating to the travel agency, there was a shout from behind me, and at the same time there was an extra gun, no, the sound of two guns.

"Vogel. In the future! Go back! "The extra gunshots seem to have caused a lot of trouble to the other side, although it is only a pistol, but the pressure caused by the continuous and rapid shooting of three pistols in the same direction in a short period of time is not small. This caused a moment of divergence in the actions of the other side, some of them still trying to continue to drag and kill me and Vogel, while others tried to suppress them who had been hiding on the outer wall of another travel agency at the corner of the intersection. Maybe they were deliberately arranging their own tasks, but anyway, at least at that moment I felt that we were much less stressed than before, and at least I could speed up and retreat again.

But the accuracy of the three of them was not very good, after a burst of heavy shooting, no one on the other side was hit, and what was even worse was that they ran out of bullets in the gun in about the same time, and in an instant, the gunfire that was still covering us was as if it suddenly muted and lost its sound. Not only did this surprise me, but the people on the other side behind us were stunned for a moment before they started shooting again.

I quickly lowered my body as they "dumbed out", and I had already run to the door of the travel agency, crouching down and ready to start shooting again, and before I could pull the trigger, Vogel had already begun to return fire, but he didn't fire a few shots, and the bullets in the gun were gone. He looked flustered, pulling out the magazine on his body as he stepped back, but before he could pull it out, several bullets hit him one after another.

Vogel fell to the ground not far from me, and the magazine in his hand, which had not yet been replaced, was thrown out and slid against the ground to my side.

"Vogel! Vogel! D's shout came from behind me, and just as the shout rang out, the gunshots rang out, followed by two other guns.

I immediately reached out and picked up the magazine that had slid to my side, quickly changed the magazine and glanced at the other side, who still had an advantage in firepower, and at this moment they had completely figured out what we were doing, or were completely adapted to our low-precision but high-density shooting. So in this round of shooting, the effect was far less good than the first time before, and the opponent's return fire from time to time made their shooting intermittent. So I didn't dare to move, I was afraid that I would fall to the ground like Vogel when I went out, after all, the terrain here is too simple, and the other party is not too far away.

I shrank at the door of the travel agency, and at this moment I felt that I had been cornered in a very bad way, and I suddenly felt that I had really overestimated them, and that not doing anything to the old guy at the Berlin station was indeed the right decision now. With such combat effectiveness, unless you poison all those people to death, there is no chance that you will be able to deal with the old guy and his men.

I raised the muzzle of the gun and aimed at my left, which is the angle at which the other party might appear, and I planned to shoot as soon as the other person showed his head, maybe killing a later form would develop in our favor, and of course it was possible that I would be killed in the next moment. But at this moment, there is no other superfluous choice, except to rush out desperately.

While I was shrinking and not moving, D's voice came again, this time as if he was in contact with someone else, making a phone call, "We're at a travel agency." No! We've come out, and we're waiting for us to the north and northwest of town. That's it. ”

It looks like this guy is mobilizing people to pick him up, yes, he has the men Jon has picked, and while those people may not be very good, it's better than not having any.

Just as D finished speaking, I suddenly smelled a burnt smell, like the smell of burning somewhere. Then I saw shadows on the ground, and a light shone above me. I quickly looked up and saw that the second floor of the travel agency had already burned, and at this moment the flames had escaped from the window, and the fire was rapidly getting bigger and stronger.

"Come here." D yelled at me and the others around him began to shoot fiercely again.

I can't stay here again, it's burning on the top, and even though I'm on the first floor, who knows if the fire will go downstairs? At that time, he had become a roast chicken if he had not been killed, and I could already feel the heat coming from the shattered glass door next to me.

I took a deep breath, clenched the gun to my chest, and after listening to the other party's gunfire and judging the approximate location of the other party, I quickly leaned out half of my body, and soon I saw a figure holding what was supposed to be an MP7 submachine gun, and when I saw him, he was shooting, shooting continuously towards the corner where they were.

I quickly aimed at the man and pulled the trigger. The man's companion had spotted me when I pulled the trigger, but after I fired the shot, the man just fired a random shot and then shrank back.

The man I was aiming at was hit, and at the same time as he was shot and fell, I stood up quickly and quickly towards the retracted companion next to him, and just as I started to run, a large number of figures suddenly appeared on the road we came over, and I subconsciously prepared to aim at them, but soon D's shout made me change my mind, "Everyone, put out the fire!" Fire! ”

And after he shouted this, the group of people who appeared on the road ran quickly towards here, and many more people took out their mobile phones and started calling, apparently they should be calling the police, and some ran quickly and ran to the bar shouting as if to call more people out.

"Them! They are arsonists! D shouted as he stood behind the corner and yelled. I saw that the people coming from the road turned their heads to look at the east side of the intersection, which made these guys embarrassed.

"The two men on the earth, my companions, were slain by them. Call the police, call the police! d shouted hoarsely, it felt like those people who didn't know the truth immediately believed it, even I already believed it.

Aim to finish it this week or next, and you can't put it off any longer.

(End of chapter)