Yuan Pengfei, who was having a headache by Little Lori, suddenly heard the sound of a car.

He immediately became alert, this was not a busy road, but a barren mountain range. The sound of a car appears, which in itself is quite unbelievable.

He patted little Lori on the head, pulled her to the window, and looked out.

A convoy of eight cars had already driven downstairs. These police cars were thieves, and the alarm did not go off, as if they were going to give him a surprise attack.

But there was more to it than that, looking into the sky, a helicopter was flying towards him.

There is no doubt that these strips are a lot of money. showed the attitude of dealing with terrorists, and wanted to give him a flanking attack up and down, and he was done in one battle.

There is no doubt that the target of the strip is him. But what puzzled him was, how did this son find him, he didn't get here for half an hour before and after, what the hell.

"Matilda, you have to help me." Yuan Pengfei pulled the little Lori and walked to a corner.

The skylight on the roof of the building here allows you to see what is happening in the sky: "You just hide here, don't peek out." Show me the helicopter. Call me if you find something, understand? ”

Lori is very smart, and she knows what kind of difficult reality she is facing now. Oh no, they're all going to have to die here.

"Uncle, I love you."

In the midst of life and death, people are always prone to sentimentality. She probably thought that this was the last time, and became more daring, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him bravely on the cheek.

Yuan Pengfei was stunned for a moment, patted her head, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, they can't help me." I'm going to let you go to school and study! ”

Leaving a little Lori with a bitter gourd face, Yuan Pengfei bent his body and quickly moved to the 3rd floor.

The 1st and 2nd floors had no defensive value, so he gave them up, but he had to guard the 3rd floor for a while. Otherwise, in the chaos of the war, little Lori will be in trouble.

Observing the downstairs, the strips were very orderly, and there were very few people in uniform, only a few, probably responsible for coordinating and commanding.

The vast majority of the strips wore combat uniforms, as if they were going to the battlefield, and their identities were self-evident.

The man rushed into the building very quickly.

Pathfinder reconnaissance, fire support, every step is in order. In the face of the unknown, they showed their training skills, which was very difficult.

Yuan Pengfei frowned, took out another coat full of grenades and put it on. He didn't lack this kind of thing, presumably the enemy didn't know that these grenades would definitely make them desperate to attack.

Not letting the attacking strips feel too laid-back, he tossed the grenade down the stairs as the footsteps approached.

"Bump, bump."

The shock wave of the explosion gave the strip coming up the stairs all sorts of strange lying postures.

The lethality of the fragments was not trivial, and he could already hear the screams of the strips.

It is estimated that the injured teammates will be pulled out of the battlefield, and this wave of attacks will be delayed immediately.

However, things are not so simple, and the opponent is not muddy.

After confirming that he was on the 3rd floor, four strips got out of the car and carried a heavy machine gun.

With four brackets propped up on the ground, the Heavy aimed at the 3rd floor, and when the trigger was pulled, powerful bullets raged throughout the 3rd floor.

The reinforced concrete building is also trembling at this moment. The bullets of the heavy machine gun were like peeling the skin, knocking down the cement bricks on the third floor little by little.

Thanks to Yuan Pengfei's quick reaction, he immediately lay on the ground, otherwise he would have to be beaten into a sieve across the wall of this building.

The power of heavy machine guns is so terrifying, if you want to die, there is no living person.

The strips downstairs also took this opportunity to attack, and smoke bombs, shock grenades, flash grenades, and three kinds of bombs were thrown in from the windows on the third floor.

The sound effects of the violent explosions were nothing short of terrible, especially the flashbangs and shock grenades.

Yuan Pengfei's eyes couldn't be opened, his head was blown up, and he couldn't tell the difference between east and west, north and south.

But the strong desire to survive made him grit his teeth, took off two grenades from his clothes, and threw them down the stairs.

With two explosions, the strip that tried to attack up the stairs failed again.

This also bought Yuan Pengfei some respite, allowing him to open his tearful eyes and clear his brain.

He didn't dare to lie on the window and look at the scene outside, but just observed silently through the perspective of a ghost.

There were a few of them standing downstairs, with stun bombs and smoke bombs in their hands. Always ready to throw it and make him slaughterable.

There were also some strips hiding behind the car, aiming their guns at the window, acting more cautiously.

But the last heavy machine gun on the land was too unscrupulous, and it was set up near the convoy without shelter. Two soldiers were changing the heavy machine gun, and it didn't take long for him to experience another storm.

In fact, these people are really bullying him because their strength is not equal, if this is a battlefield, do they dare to be so unscrupulous? It had to be reimbursed by the enemy immediately.

Yuan Pengfei also had some headaches, and the house was broken and suddenly rained overnight, and at this moment, Matilda's voice suddenly sounded: "Uncle, the helicopter upstairs is landing, and someone is coming down." ”

Go to TMD, Yuan Pengfei scolded secretly and threw two grenades down the stairs. I have a cat waist and go up the stairs to the 4th floor.

Hit back and forth, this is his life.

At this time, there are people above the building, people below, and people outside. Yuan Pengfei's activity space is only on the 4th floor.

He was also ruthless, and he couldn't care about anything else, and the civilian armed bazooka was taken out of the space by him and carried it on his shoulder.

Since others wanted him to die, then he first beat these people who wanted him to die.

"Oh my God!"

With the frightened cries of the crowd, a rocket with green smoke from the tail hit the helicopter that was landing very accurately.

There was no God, and with an even more violent explosion, the helicopter volleyed into disintegration and exploded. The flying parts became an even more lethal weapon.

The two strips that were being roped down just let out a scream, and the roof was stained red with blood.

The slats downstairs had just recovered from the sound of the explosion and looked cautiously at the building.

"God forbid, no more rockets."

This is even more terrible than the terrorists, the problem is that they have been ordered to kill a killer, but the enemy has a bazooka, and they have to drive two tanks if they know this.

But God doesn't seem to be on their side.

Bazooka, afraid of something, a rocket with a tail of smoke straight into the heavy machine gun.

Who the can stop that?

Not only did the heavy machine gun team disintegrate, but even the strips squatting behind the car on the side were also affected, and there were even more strips covering their wounds and screaming.

Yuan Pengfei was also ruthless, and he didn't keep the rockets for the New Year, nor did he keep the cubs, so he gave them to these bastards.

The last rocket blew up the two cars that were acting as barriers, and the strip under the building was in danger and had no intention of attacking.

"Evacuate, retreat!"

Now no one thinks it's a matter of getting caught, it's a thing, if you don't retreat, do you want to be blown up and killed?

Even if this retreat was not in accordance with the rules, no one wanted to stay here any longer.

It was faster than when it came, and the few remaining cars were speeding with their feet on the accelerator, and no one wanted to see the next rocket fly out.