"Bang-"

The handle of a pistol smashed the head, and the intruder who was kicked and did not recover instantly fainted, Yang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief after getting his hand, and quickly squatted down to check, seeing that the other party was wearing a camouflage combat uniform, holding a slight charge, there was no other person's weapon, and the heartbeat was still there, so he quickly collected the weapon and got up.

Yang Zheng rushed to the window with his back against the wall, without a probe to go out to check, and asked in a low voice, "What's the situation outside?" ”

The person who reported before whispered, "Didn't move, as if waiting for news." ”

"Are there any anomalies found elsewhere?" Yang Zheng continued to ask.

Everyone reported one after another, no abnormality was found, Yang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, the enemy is not terrible all the way, if several roads sneak up at the same time, the consequences will be serious, Yang Zheng held the window and did not move, waited patiently, saw that no enemy climbed up, a little curious, at this time, the voice of the person who reported before sounded: "Divide the troops, leave two people, four people went to the direction of the gate, and the other four people went to the direction of the back door." ”

"It seems that they are aware of the exposure and are ready to attack, what should we do?" Matos' voice rang out.

"Exposed?" Yang Zheng was stunned, suddenly realized a problem, and said in a low voice: "If you only realize the exposure at this time, wouldn't it be that the person before was not in the same group as them?" ”

"It's possible." Matos' voice rang out.

"Let them in." Yang Zheng said in a deep voice.

"Isn't it too dangerous?" Matos reminded worriedly.

"Listen to me, don't worry, once the enemy goes upstairs, quickly touch the headset three times to warn." Yang Zheng said in a deep voice, taking out a muffler from his pocket and screwing it into the pistol he was carrying.

After waiting for a while, there was a touch sound in the headset, the enemy entered the house and went upstairs, Yang Zheng knew that he couldn't wait any longer, so he went out a little carefully, and saw that there were really two people raising their guns below, the angle problem, Yang Zheng was able to see the enemy below, and the enemy's vision was blocked by the protruding windowsill.

The opportunity was not to be missed, and Yang Zheng quickly opened fire.

"Puff puff—"

One bullet whistled away, but the sound was absorbed by the muffler, the sound of the bullet out of the chamber was very slight, it was difficult to hear it until it was in front of it, and the two people left behind below had no time to react, one of them was shot in the head, and the other person quickly pounced sideways, and the movement was very fast.

However, Yang Zheng's attack was faster, the bullets kept shooting, one shot hit the opponent's body, and as soon as he froze, Yang Zheng took the opportunity to hit the opponent's head with another shot, and quickly retracted after completing the lore, while feeling out the magazine and skillfully replacing it, he said in a low voice: "The nearest brother goes up to replenish the gun and takes away the equipment." ”

"Understood." The brother who had reported earlier agreed.

Yang Zheng rushed to the door with his back against the wall, pushed the bullet into the load, and listened attentively, the corridor outside was very quiet, and no sound could be heard, but Yang Zheng was sure that the enemy had come up, and immediately said: "Matos, you are responsible for attacking the enemy coming in from the front gate from behind for a while, and the other two are responsible for attacking the enemy at the back door." ”

"Understood." Everyone lowered their voices in response.

After waiting for a while, it was still quiet outside, Yang Zheng turned on the corridor light in the room, and a dodge into the toilet next to him, and covered the toilet door empty, leaving only a gap, and suddenly saw the handle of the door rotate, and soon, the door was pushed open a gap, Yang Zheng knew that the enemy was coming, and raised his gun to aim at the past.

At this time, a tear gas canister was thrown in through the crack in the door, rolled to the side of the bed, and began to smoke, Yang Zheng picked up the wet towel used next to him to cover his nose and mouth, his eyes were slightly condensed, staring at the door, and he was not in a hurry to attack, at this time, Matos's suppressed voice came from the headset: "Do you want to do it?" ”

"Do it." Yang Zheng almost muttered, his voice was so soft that he couldn't hear it clearly, but Yang Zheng was sure that Matos could understand his intentions and was not worried.

Almost at the same time, the door was pushed open, one person rolled in, and the other person followed, the standard two-person attack tactics at the same time, the enemy divided the troops, a group of four, two came in, and the other two were estimated to be on guard outside, Yang Zheng was not worried, the muzzle quickly locked onto the target who walked in, and opened fire decisively.

"Poof-" sound.

It was too close, only a little more than a meter away from each other, the other party's head was blown up, his body stiffened, and he collapsed to the ground, and the target who rolled in didn't have time to get up, and was shocked when he heard a slight gunshot, and continued to roll, dodging the bullet, Yang Zheng calculated the other party's reaction, the muzzle of the gun extended, and continued to pull the trigger.

"Puff puff—" Three bullets whizzed away, but all missed.

At the moment of life and death, the other party rolled very fast, but was blocked by the bed, poof, the body hit the bed, stopped, Yang Zheng seized this opportunity to shoot again, the other party had nowhere to hide, was hit by a bullet, his body shrank into a ball in pain, and he snorted.

"Puff-" Yang Zheng shot two more shots, and the other party did not move.

After succeeding, Yang Zheng did not rush out immediately, but vigilantly locked the direction of the door, from the enemy attacking to shooting the enemy, it was only three seconds before and after, too fast, the enemy outside never expected that Yang Zheng was not only prepared, but also hid in the toilet, counter-sneak attack from the side.

The tear gas attack is very powerful, it can stimulate people's eyes and temporarily lose their sight, and the enemy is cautious enough to wait for a while before attacking, if it is not for a wet towel, it will definitely succeed.

There were too many variables on the battlefield, and the two enemies outside reacted, locked their guns on the toilet, and were about to open fire, when Matos rushed up and decisively pulled the trigger on the two enemies.

Poof—Two gunshots rang out, and two enemies were shot in the head.

Matos's pistol was also equipped with a muffler, and the sound was very slight, which did not alarm the surrounding guests, and after killing the two enemies, he rushed up and shouted worriedly: "Captain? ”

"It's fine." Yang Zheng came out after hearing Matos's voice, looked at the corpse lying at the door, his face was ugly, and said in a deep voice: "You go to support the back door, try not to alarm the people around." ”

"Understood." Matos agreed, and hurried away.

Yang Zheng dragged the two corpses into the room, closed the door with his hand, and then rushed into the toilet to re-wet the towel, covered his face with a wet towel and came out, quickly opened the window to ventilate, and looked at the corpses all over the ground, his face was pale, revealing a thick murderous aura and worry, and secretly and quickly, who are these people?

Soon, Yang Zheng collected the enemy's weapons, stacked them together, and then searched his body, but found nothing, and became more and more suspicious, and got up after searching the last person, frowning slightly, these people are wearing desert camouflage combat uniforms, they seem to be mercenaries, they can't be people sent by the Shrine of Death, right?

Thinking of this, Yang Zheng became worried for no reason.

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