The plasma splattered out like no money, splashing on the smooth and cold wall, and the corpse twitched, and then collapsed to the ground.

Then the faint light cast by the high-rise building next door can be seen, the cut marks produced by the fire axe are perfect, the brain hidden in the helmet is perfectly divided, and the telencephalon, diencephalon, corpus callosum, hypothalamus, and pons are clearly distinguishable.

The Hydra soldiers did not hesitate to choose to shoot, and a shuttle of bullets poured down on the wall at the corner of the staircase, the tiles crackled and peeled, and the cement exploded into debris.

The gunshots continued one after another, but Li Ang had already waved his trench coat, dodged his figure, and disappeared.

'Temporary ceasefire'

The leader of Group D made a tactical gesture to the others, the bullets stopped flying sideways, and the stairwell returned to silence.

'Stay vigilant and ready for fire support'

He bent slightly, pulled a little away from the corner, stepped over the still warm corpse of his companion, and slammed into the hallway.

The bright green vision of the night vision devices was empty, and the cold air could be heard of pins dropping.

Where did the murderer go?

The Soldier's eyes narrowed, and he gestured for the rest of Team D to follow him into the hallway, while the rest of Team C stayed at the top of the staircase.

In the hallway, the floor-to-ceiling glass door is ajar, and through the open gap, you can see the dense office cubicles on this floor.

Baron Straker, who was still on the rooftop, connected to the radio channel: "Sniper, attention, the murderer is wearing Jason's hockey mask from the "Friday the 13th" movie, wearing a long trench coat, and his weapon is a fire axe, can you see him from your position?"

The sniper shook his head and pressed the headphone button to whisper, "I can see the killer if he is exposed in the office hallway, but once he hides in the office cubicle, it will be difficult to detect his whereabouts even with a thermal imaging camera." ”

Baron Straker licked his somewhat cracked lips and instructed, "There's no way he's going to just run away, D-1, you take someone to search the office area, half of the people in Group C go to the other staircase, and the sniper team keeps an eye on the floor below." ”

"Roger."

The team leader did not have much psychological turmoil because of the death of his companion, and he expressionlessly instructed his teammates to alternate forwards, covering each other to ensure that they could weave a fire net at the first time.

The soldiers quietly opened the glass doors of the office partitions one after another, checked them one by one, and gradually advanced.

As the search progressed, the team leader's heart was beating louder and louder, the hairs on the back of his hands stood on end, and his entire spine trembled.

This premonition had appeared many times in his own desperate crisis, and the soldier commander took a breath and forcibly suppressed all uneasiness.

There's only one person on the other side, just a pretender who will dress up as Jason on Halloween, and he doesn't have the superpower of invulnerability - otherwise the other party wouldn't need to dodge bullets.

On his side, he is a fully armed elite warrior, who has experienced professional training and the test of war, ruthless, efficient, united, and impossible to be defeated.

Thinking so, the soldier pressed his finger to the broken glass door.

However, before he could pull the door, the glass shattered, and between the lightning and flint, the soldier's neck had been cut open by the axe blade that had broken through the door, and the round head tumbled and fell to the ground, leaving an intermittent dotted line of blood.

Baron Straker saw the soldier's sight on his laptop, and the murderer "Jason" rushed to the corridor of the office area, holding a blood-stained fire axe in one hand and holding it in the other.... A pair of Newtonian pendulums?

That's right, a pair of Newtonian pendulums, often used as ornaments in the office, are mediocre and have no lethality.

On the steel support, five steel balls of the same quality are fixed by a pendulum rope, tightly arranged, and naturally sagging, when the leftmost ball is picked up and falls, the kinetic energy will be transmitted all the way, bounce the rightmost ball. This process repeats itself until gravity and friction reach equilibrium.

At this time, these five steel balls were gently pulled off by Li Ang from the pendulum rope, lined up in a row and held in the palm of his hand, like a coin in the ball, knocking out one steel ball.

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The steel ball tore through the air, creating a straight line with little undulation, shattering the night vision goggles and pouring them into a soldier's pupil.

The sclera is shattered, the vitreous is sparse, the steel ball castration is unabated and chiseled through the innermost layer of the retina, and the dove occupies the magpie's nest and is generally entrenched in the eye socket.

The screams were terrible, and in contrast, the fighting instincts of the rest of the Hydra soldiers had already overtaken the sanity of their subordinates and pulled the trigger.

The bullet was discharged, and the muzzle of the gun flashed with bright fire, illuminating the narrow and cramped aisle.

Nothing

Leon had already dodged into the cubicle, and the fire poured down on the concrete walls, leaving grooves in their wake.

The soldier who had lost his eyes fell to the ground and screamed in pain, but his companion didn't even waste his gaze on him, and directly straddled his body and rushed to the door of the compartment to suppress the strafeting fire.

In the dark, Leon threw a backhand, and four steel balls were knocked out again, and the four eyeballs burst in response, while he himself rushed out of the door, using the sharp blade on the back of the fire axe to dig deep into the Adam's apple thyroid cartilage of a blind soldier, and blocked it in front of him with a hook.

The bullet chain raged wildly, shattering the human shield into pieces in an instant, and Leon did not hesitate to throw the corpse of the dead soldier, stomp on the ground, and flipped over and jumped onto the wall.

His whole body was parallel to the ground, and as he fell, he slammed his axe against the floor, then stepped on the ceiling with a rising momentum, and completed a triangular jump between the corridors, perfectly avoiding the bullet chain.

Before the frightened soldiers could raise the muzzle of their guns an inch, Leon had already rushed in front of him and stretched out his finger gun.

The fingertips infused with spiritual power slammed into the soldier's eye socket, stirred upward, buckled upside down, and blocked a series of bullets with a fresh meat shield with a backhand pull.

When the distance was narrowed to within ten paces, the Hydra soldiers, who could be called the elite of a hundred battles, were no different from the fish on the chopping board in the eyes of Li Ang.

The axe fell, the severed limbs flew sideways, and only one person was left in the office area to breathe.

"Sniper team!"

Straker's pale fingers clasped the sides of the laptop's screen, and his voice was distorted and high-pitched.

"Understood."

The sniper on the rooftop of the other tall buildings silently rested the butt of his rifle against his shoulder, his cheek on the handle of the gun, and the axis of the gun body and the axis of the body were integrated, calculating the wind, direction, and distance in an instant, and firing a shot from afar.

The slender and narrow bullet pierced through the glass of the office building, and in the sniper's night vision device's vision, Li Ang suddenly twisted his body at the moment when the bullet flew, and his waist and abdomen were almost folded into a U-shape, narrowly avoiding this shot.

And the silencer installed in the sound of gunfire after the realization of the slowdown, half a beat slower, belatedly late.

Leon stared at the sniper rifle bullet marks that had been carved deep into the wall, and silently turned his head to the distant rooftop.

In the midst of the fireworks, the sniper read Leon's cold eyes.

"I see you."