The black shadow fell to the ground and stopped moving. I quickly walked over to the man and looked around quickly, when a sound of footsteps came from behind me.

"Gypsies." Pyatov's voice came.

"Yes. It's me. I glanced at him. He picked up his pace and came to me after I confirmed.

"Watch behind me." I finished and pointed to an entrance not far from the corner, "I'll go in and have a look." ”

"Understood." Pyatov agreed.

I quickly changed the magazine, and then I walked to the door, and I first glanced sideways and quickly inside, and just as I was looking, there was another shot from upstairs. I stepped into the hallway on the first floor and walked slowly. It's dark in the hallway, and there's not even a street light. After walking for about ten meters, a sound of footsteps and talking came from the building on the right-hand side.

I turned to the right, and after looking closely, I saw that it was a staircase leading to the top. I walked upstairs, and when I reached the second floor, I heard the sound of footsteps coming down. Then there was a "pop, pop" and several gunshots rang out.

I stopped and said upstairs, "Ivan? ”

The footsteps upstairs paused briefly after I spoke, but then quickened again, "It's me." ”

Just as Ivan answered, more footsteps came from above. I continued to face up, and soon a dark figure appeared on the stairs in front of me.

"Let's go!" Ivan said as he went.

"Go down the stairs and go to the left-hand side. Pyatov at the door! I said as I pulled him over and down with him.

And just as we were retreating to the first floor, at the door, there was a gunshot from Pyatov. We quickened the pace, and Ivan just got to the first floor and heard "Bang!" in the corridor on the right side of the first floor. A gunshot rang out. Ivan stumbled and fell to the ground.

I slowed down and leaned sideways on the stairs to the right to quickly lean out to take a look, only to see a dark figure swaying in the hallway. I didn't hesitate, and the moment I saw the shadow flicker, I instinctively took aim and quickly pulled the trigger.

Two shots were fired in succession, and the black shadow fell against the wall, and there was no movement. I came to Ivan's side while looking in the direction of the man who had fallen, only to see Ivan turn over and say, "I was shot, damn it." ”

"Can you still go?" I asked.

"I tried my best. Help me. Ivan said.

I quickly dragged him up, quickly left the staircase and headed for the exit. "Do you want to carry you? The people upstairs will come down soon. I said.

Ivan stood up with a pistol in one hand and a pistol in the other, "No. I should be able to walk on my own. ”

I looked behind me as I carried him, and soon I heard footsteps from the stairs. Without waiting for the other person to show his head, he pulled the trigger directly at the staircase. I'm not doing this to kill them, but to keep them out of the way and shoot us before we get out.

As soon as he reached the door, Pyatov came and helped Ivan. I quickly retreated to the door, looked at Piatov and said, "Where are we going?" ”

"Simon!" Pyatov said, "Go to the west gate." ”

"Then hurry up! I'm here to cover you! I said as I came around the corner, and someone was moving from the direction I was coming from. I turned sideways and fired several shots in the row, and the man quickly dodged, "Let's go!" Fast! ”

After I finished speaking, I followed Pyatov and Ivan and walked out, "Pyatov pay attention to the front, back and right

Side me come! With that, I fired a few shots at the exit, then turned the muzzle of the gun and fired again in the direction where the person coming from the right was hiding.

The man on the right began to return fire, but the constant shooting at him was obviously putting a lot of pressure on him, and most of the bullets he came from were not on target. , "Ivan! Pay attention to the right side and continue to suppress him. ”

Ivan raised his right hand and pulled the trigger on the man, and I turned to look at the entrance, and two gunshots rang out. Then a figure rushed out of the exit. Behind him, there was another person pulling the trigger in the direction we were retreating.

I shot at the figure that rushed out, and the man quickly ran to a pillar in a hallway and hid. I fired several shots at the pillar where he was hiding, and the bullet hit the pillar, and the man hid behind him and did not move. I sped back, it was night, and there were no lights around, so it was hard to see us as long as I ran some distance.

"Quick! Speed up! As I spoke, I picked up Ivan and Pyatov and ran quickly towards the so-called Simon.

The men behind us shot at us from time to time, but they didn't dare to chase us too quickly, because I also fired back at them from time to time. The West Gate that Pyatov is talking about is actually more appropriate to me than the Northwest Gate. This gate is much smaller than the main gate where the taxi took me, and I guess I won't notice this door if I don't pay attention to the road outside the door.

"That's the door! My car is parked on the right side of the road right outside the door! Pyatov said.

We quickened our pace, and I noticed the doorman standing in the doorman's room, staring at the three of us in a daze, as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing. After we walked out of the door, he picked up the phone on the desk and was supposed to call the police, but the bullets and gunshots from the school quickly caused the doorman to throw away the phone and crouch down.

We came to the car, and Pyatov quickly opened the rear door and pushed Ivan inside. I fired several shots at the school gate to cover Pyatov on the bus. Knowing that we were leaving, the other party obviously accelerated the pursuit, and after reaching the school gate, they kept shooting at us, and several bullets hit the back box.

"Get in the car!" Pyatov's voice came from the car.

I shot and slipped into the car, and before I could all enter the car, the door closed before the car sped up with a loud roar.

But I didn't drive far, and just as I was about to turn around and reach out to close the car door, I only heard "Bang, bang, bang. "A few gunshots rang out, bullets pierced the window, and our car suddenly shifted sharply, followed by a violent impact on the left rear of our car. Ivan rolled straight out of his seat, and if I hadn't stopped him and the door that had not yet been closed, he might have gotten out of the car.

Our car didn't stop, and Pyatov struggled to control the direction and pick up speed again. I tried to balance and looked behind the side of the car, and I saw a car in the middle of the road, and one side of the front of the car had collapsed into it, and the lights had been shattered, only the other side of the car was still on. Someone in the car stretched out half of his body and started shooting at us.

I pulled Ivan up and kept him out of the car door to prevent him from actually falling out. Pyatov quickly made a right turn and entered another road, but the car that hit us behind him quickly followed. I turned around and knelt in the back seat, the windshield in the back was shattered, and I said as I aimed: "Ivan, load your gun and prepare it for me." ”

After I said that, after roughly aiming, I pulled the trigger in quick succession towards the car behind me. A barrage of bullets flew out, not very accurate, a few of them should have hit the opponent's car, but it didn't have any effect for a while, they still bit tightly, and there were still people shooting at us from time to time.

I quickly ran out of bullets, I retracted and handed the gun to Ivan, took his gun, "Reload!" Reload! As I spoke, I pulled out the magazine in my pocket and the bullet I had grabbed when I came out and threw it into the car. Then I straightened up, took aim, and pulled the trigger again. But this time the hit rate became even lower, because the direction of our car was constantly swinging, sometimes left and sometimes right, not to mention aiming, I couldn't even control the balance.

"Hold your ground! steady

！ I shouted as I struggled to balance.

"Pyatov! Pyatov! Ivan cried, and then he turned to look at me, "Pyatov can't do it!" ”