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I was about to jump up and kick the gunman in the corner over, when a string of bullets flew in from the window and grazed my scalp. I scrambled to the ground, and my body slid rapidly on the waxed floor.

The gunman had come to his senses, threw away the FAL to pull out the revolver in the holster on his lap, and let out an "ahhh But before he could pull out the gun, I slid up to him and kicked him in the face with my foot, and as he fell to the ground with my face covered, I slipped my palm into his common carotid artery and put him in shock.

The gunman on the porch had heard the voice and shouted outside the door, "Sonny, have you been shot?" ”

After shouting twice and not moving, a bear-like figure slammed open the bullet-like door and rushed into the house. Marjola, who was hiding on the side of the door, stepped forward and smashed the butt of his rifle on the side of the man's head, and the man lay on the ground without humming. It seems that Marjora really has two hits.

The threat was lifted for the time being, and Marjora and I covered each other and searched the various rooms on the first floor, but there was no one. We looked at each other, and it was still Marjora in front of me and behind me creeping up the stairs.

Upstairs there was a shotgun bombarded from time to time, and listening to the gunshots on the first floor could tell that the gunman was in the house. So Marjora and I took three steps and two steps up the stairs, and sure enough, there was no one upstairs. We checked the room where there were no gunshots, but there was still no one. We had to go to the door of the house where the guns were fired.

The door was open, and a white man with a bald head covered in tattoos was changing a pistol in front of the window and pouting his ass to shoot. There was no one else in sight from the door, but we didn't dare to leave just like that. It's a bedroom with a big bed and a big wardrobe, who knows if there are any Tibetans under the bed and in the closet.

I held out a finger and pointed at my bald head and then at myself, Marjora nodded, and I walked lightly into the room. The bald head noticed that the two gunmen downstairs were not moving, and was so anxious that he shouted, "Enzo, Sonny, what are you doing?" The Russians rushed up! Shoot! Are you all dead? ”

His roar drowned out my footsteps, and he didn't even notice when I came behind him. I picked up the handle of my gun and slammed it on the back of his head, and he landed on the windowsill. Then I opened the closet and opened the mattress, but hell, there was still no one. I hurriedly went out and shook my head at Marjora, who was guarding the staircase, and Marjora said, "Let's go." ”

We almost jumped down the stairs to get out through the back door. But as soon as we got down the stairs, we saw a figure flickering outside the window, and the other party also spotted us and immediately pointed the gun at us. I pushed Majora and flashed to the other side, and the next moment a swarm of buckshot flew past me with a hot wind, and I felt only a jolt in my shoulder. Then there was a shuttle of submachine gun bullets flying in and hitting the walls.

Marjora immediately responded with two shots, and I fired a magazine with a Boleda pistol in quick succession to suppress the people outside the door. Then I rushed out the back door with Type 03 in my hand. Marjola fired three more shots and rolled out the door with my gun under my cover.

There was a gurgling sound in the house, and what kind of bastard was throwing grenades into someone's house. I was about to leave, but Marjora turned to the door and grabbed me and said, "Jassim may have run out of the house." Go and see the cellar. ”

That's right. The woman was probably killed when she tried to run out of the back door, and there was no body else in the house, and the back door was open, so it is possible that Jassim escaped alive.

At this time, the grenade exploded, and I saw the entrance to a cellar not far from me, and hurriedly pushed Marjora: "Go quickly." "Then I threw myself on the steps outside the door and fired two shots in the direction of the front door, and I heard an exclamation. Now the people outside did not dare to enter the house easily, and threw two grenades in a burst of strafing. I hurriedly retracted my head and saw Marjola banging on the cellar door and shouting, "Jassim, Professor Webb told us to save you!" ”

There was no response inside, and I shouted to Marjora: "There's no time, break the door!" ”

Marjora heard a shot from two steps back and a shotgun into the deadbolt of the wooden door, then kicked the broken wooden door open with a hard kick.

The person who threw the grenade into the house this time must have roughly determined my position, the grenade was thrown closer to the back door, and the explosion caused a wave of air that blew me all over the broken glass. I also got angry, took out a defensive grenade directly from the pouch on my chest and rolled it into the room on the floor, taking the opportunity to change the magazine of the pistol.

The sound of gunfire was audible to hear someone shooting into the house, only to hear a scream after the grenade exploded, followed by someone yelling: "Damn the mafia! Go around to the back! ”

I hurriedly looked in the direction of the cellar, and luckily saw a dark-skinned man coming out of it. I shouted to Marjola: "Hurry up! The Russians are coming! ”

"Okay, I've found Jassim, we'll leave immediately," said Majora. ”

Then Powell's shout rang out in the headset: "Are you all alright?" A lot of people rushed at us, and we couldn't stand it anymore! ”

I immediately responded, "This should be a gangster firefight, you can use heavy weapons!" ”

Powell exclaimed: "They also have heavy weapons!" Fack! Grenade! ”

The steel plates of the truck certainly couldn't stop the force of the grenade explosion, and Majora also found Jassim and should have retreated. I ordered Powell: "Get over here, we've found Jassim." ”

Powell replied as if he had been pardoned, and I called Marjora again: "Let Jassim go to the back door of the yard." You hold the right side, the Russians may come around! ”

Before I could finish speaking, a string of bullets flew from the second floor of a nearby house and grazed Marjora's scalp, and I looked up to see a man in a floral shirt leaning out half of his body and firing with an Uzi or other submachine gun. I hurriedly raised my hand and shot him backwards and fell back, and then I couldn't help but cry out in pain. I saw that Jassim was followed by several children, two boys and a girl, and a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl with a three- or four-year-old girl in her arms.

This family can really give birth. Luckily, I could hear the roar of the truck rushing towards me, and I was pointing in the direction of the backyard and shouting, "Get to the truck!" Fast! ”

Fortunately, Jassim is not stupid, although he is obese, he still runs fast with a son in each hand at this critical moment, but the girl is left behind. Damn patriarchy.

Marjola's side had already caught fire, and she certainly couldn't spare her hands to help the girl. I could only tear a few grenades off my bulletproof vest, throw two into the house, and one in a distant corner hoping to stop the enemy. Then I turned around and caught up with the girl, grabbed the child in his arms, carried it until I ran to the fence, and then handed the child over to Jassim, who had already climbed over the fence, and shouted to him: "Get into the box of the truck!" ”。 After shouting, I pushed the little girl who ran over the fence again.

Heyer popped out of the skylight and shouted at me, "We've got to get out of here!" There are too many of them. ”

I put my gun on the fence and called to Marjora: "Marjora, withdraw quickly!" ”

Marjora hurriedly fired two more shots and ran back, when I saw a figure flickering in the window of the house that had begun to smoke, and hurriedly fired into the window to suppress the fire. A volley of bullets immediately came from the corner of the room on his left hand, but fortunately Powell immediately fired a grenade, and there was no sound at all. But at this time, another bullet flew from the direction of the butt of the car, and Powell had to turn the muzzle of the gun again.

It was so dangerous that I didn't even have time to get into the cab after Marjora climbed over the fence, but just climbed into the car and shouted, "Get ahead!" ”

Marlon shrunk the carriage, so the six people huddled in it were crowded. I don't know if Malone has strengthened the steel plates here, so when the bullet hits the wall of the carriage, I can't help but be frightened, so I can only come out and shoot disruptively. Luckily, Heyer drove fast enough to soot past the row of homes and onto a road.

Heyer's exclamation came from the headset, and he braked suddenly, but suddenly picked up speed. Then the car jerked and I saw a man who had been knocked out of shape and his gun flying out of the back of the car.

After running a few hundred meters away from the area of the firefight, Heyer asked in his headset, "How do we get there now?" ”

I looked at Jassim, who was still holding his head and staring at him in horror, and said helplessly, "Go back to the barley field first." We can't take so many people out of town. ”