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The moment he entered the building, Luke pressed an armguard-like piece of equipment on his left hand, and the armguard suddenly popped out to both sides, turning into a small square shield.

This is a reminder from Team America.

It's not as good as a shield to resist beating.

It's just that this small square shield is not big, and the side length is only more than 20 centimeters, and it is directly attached to the left arm.

He did not hold a gun in his right hand, but hung over the revolver holster in his crotch.

Instead of moving his gaze around, he looked straight ahead, using his peripheral vision to keep an eye out for any moving objects, and he began to walk up the stairs with a gentle but swift step.

Going up to the sixth floor, he stood at the top of the stairs, did not go up immediately, but took a deep breath, suddenly moved sideways, and raised his left hand to protect his head.

Bang! Clang!

A bullet hit the shield in front of him, and at the same time, Luke's revolver finished shooting.

Using the moment before the shield covered his head, and the locking of his sensitive sense of smell, the two combined anticipation, he fired this shot.

Bang! Burst!

He seemed to hear the sound of bullets shooting into ** in his ears.

Bang bang!

Two more bullets were fired from the opposite side, and Luke's body trembled twice, as if he had been hit by a bullet, but the M686 revolver in his hand did not hesitate.

Bang bang! Bang bang!

Double-clicked twice in a row, but the other party quickly retreated into the corner as expected.

Luke also retreated to the staircase at the same time, and the M686 revolver, which had only one bullet left, instantly inserted the holster between his legs, pulled out Glock from his armpit again, aimed at the opposite corner, and approached quickly in small steps.

Suddenly, a dark shadow shot out from the corner, and Luke raised his hand.

Clang! The shield opened the dark shadow.

His keen eyesight had already seen that the black shadow was a small black throwing knife.

Luke's eyes narrowed, and his feet quickened, but still not faster than a normal person.

The next moment, three black throwing knives shot out in a row.

Luke's pupils shrank and he retreated decisively.

The three throwing knives were actually flying in an arc, and they collided with each other just two meters in front of him, and after separating again, they magically bypassed his shield and shot at the back of his heart and waist, as well as ...... Chrysanthemum.

bullsxxt！！ Luke cursed in his heart, and the whole person rolled back, and the shield in his hand knocked the three flying knives away several times in a row.

Before he could rush again, five throwing knives were whizzing around the corner again.

With Luke's ability, he couldn't help but feel numb in his scalp.

The key is that there are not only many flying knives, but they are all flying in an arc, and two of them have hit the wall twice, and the flight route is even more difficult to figure out.

Luke could only continue to retreat, using the corner of the stairs to dodge three throwing knives, and then using his shield to knock two throwing knives that swirled into the air.

Just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but suddenly his face changed, and he turned his head suddenly.

A throwing knife that he had dodged just now actually bounced again in the corner of the wall, shooting at the back of his head.

At this moment, Luke's sensitive sense of smell came to the smell, but it showed that the guy had left the roof.

Luke frowned and hurried upstairs.

His head had only emerged a little from the entrance of the rooftop, and he saw a figure gliding quickly in the air dozens of meters away, away from the roof.

Facing Luke's figure, as if expected, pulled the trigger the moment Luke's head was revealed.

Inexplicably alert, Luke squatted down sharply.

Bang!

A bullet grazed his head and hit the wall directly across from the rooftop door.

Luke sweated on his forehead: Nima! Where did this marksman come from? It's just hard to prevent!

What's even more exaggerated is that this guy not only uses firearms well, but also uses flying knives with cold weapons.

No! Wrong! The throwing knife is his body, and the firearm is just something he uses with his hand.

Luke thought about it, but retreated, not pursuing the terrible marksman again.

The point is, there are already a lot of onlookers here, including a lot of reporters and photographers with cameras and cameras, and he's going to burst out with all his strength, and if he doesn't get it right, he's going to make the headlines in Los Angeles tomorrow.

After coming downstairs, he looked at the eight corpses lying on the stairs on the fifth floor, and sighed helplessly: "Okay, this place is going to make headlines after all." ”

On the rooftop, Luke also smelled the blood of one person, it should be the SWAT sniper, plus eight here, nine people died at once.

This news will inevitably be followed by reporters for several days.

Luke went downstairs and greeted Roger and Kobe Bryant.

Captain Bryant was much more eager: "How's it going?" ”

Luke shook his head: "I'm sorry, your team members ......" Needless to say, the three of them understood what it meant.

Kobe's face was twisted: "Damn, who is it?" ”

Luke looked sideways at Roger, "You come on?" ”

Roger: "Huh? ”

Luke: "If I'm not mistaken, this guy is the sharpshooter from the donut shooting." I didn't see him clearly, and he ran off the roof. ”

Kobe Bryant was stunned: "The roof? ”

He pressed the walkie-talkie in his hand: "Team B1, you didn't find a target over there?" Stanley? ”

Several people on the intercom reported that no target had been found, but there was no one who reported that Stanley, who was a sniper on the roof of another building.

Kobe Bryant was going crazy: "Go see Stanley." ”

A moment later, the walkie-talkie sounded: "Captain, Stanley has died in the line of duty." ”

Kobe Bryant slammed the walkie-talkie in his hand to the ground, his eyes red: "Damn! I swear, I'm going to catch you! I'm going to hang you up and cut you into slices! ”

Roger was silent, and Luke shook his head inwardly.

This is the ...... I'm afraid it's hard!

Even Luke was almost killed by that sharpshooter just now, and unless Kobe Bryant and these ordinary SWAT officers blocked that guy in a trap and shot him to death, it was really unlikely that he would take revenge.

Luke didn't know if this marksman was an extraordinary human, but his pistol skills and throwing knives were beyond imagination.

What's even more painful is that the other party's name is not displayed in the system.

Obviously, just now Luke and the opponent played each other, and the system decided that the two sides were tied, or there was no winner.

Luke only had to think about it for a moment.

The fight between the two began when Luke was shot.

At that time, Luke relied on double body armor, especially the close-fitting body armor that was added today, to avoid the trouble of bullets entering the body.

After that, he went over to trouble the marksman, and in the split second of the fifth floor, his quick shot hit the opponent in the shoulder.

The other party's shot was blocked by Luke Lai with a metal shield.

After the shooting, he relied on double body armor and took two shots, forcing the opponent to have no choice, so he could only rely on a flying knife to stop him and take the opportunity to run away.

Even so, Luke had a broken bone under his ribs and was bleeding internally.

Of course, now that these injuries have recovered a little, except for the pain and itching, it does not affect his movements.

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