The sound of gunfire slowed down slightly, but the dialect was clear, this did not mean that the crisis had passed, on the contrary, it was getting closer and closer to him, like the sound of a series of hurried footsteps from the stairwell.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

A series of rapid gunshots rang out from the upper floor again, and then completely returned to calm, listening to the dialect, slightly relieved, put his ear to the wall, and listened carefully to the remaining sounds in the building, but in an instant, turned his head to look beyond the living balcony.

A flash of lightning suddenly lit up the night sky, printing the whole world pale, and a little "ticking" sound began to sound, and then became more and more dense......

The house leak happened to rain overnight, and there were always people who wanted to harm me......

……

On the 8th floor, Berg looked at the fallen corpse in front of him, raised his hand and clenched his fist at the team members behind him, and then slowly walked over and kicked away the rifle held by the corpse with his foot.

“Clear！”

Berg shouted, looking at the bloody hole in the corpse's head, the whole person relaxed slightly, turned around and walked back to the three team members who were still vigilant, and asked loudly, "Is anyone hurt?" ”

"Nope!"

"It feels good!"

"No, but head, it's sad that it's raining heavily!" Glens replied, then pointed out the hallway window as another light shone across the night sky.

Berg watched, shone it with his tactical flashlight, and then turned his head, with a hint of helplessness in his tone, "It's a pity that we can't go back tonight." ”

“shit！”

One of the team members scolded, and Berg listened, but he could only shake his head helplessly, and then pressed his radio headset, "Grace, how are you over there?" ”

"Everything is fine, but head, I don't want to go down and take this free shower!" On a balcony on the 8th floor of the opposite building, a dark shadow suddenly moved, and then a voice was heard.

"If you don't come back now, you're waiting for me to kick your ass in the middle of the night!"

"OK, I'll be right away!"

A helpless voice came from the headset, Berg listened and smiled, then turned his head to look at the 4 team members in front of him, "OK, let's search this building first, I'm in charge of the 8th floor, Glens, you go to the 7th floor, Bit, you go to the 6th floor......"

After Berg finished assigning, he paused, stared into the eyes of his four team members, and continued, "Stay safe and keep the radio communication!" move！ ”

Five people dispersed in an instant, and then ran towards their assigned floors, while in the opposite building, one person was constantly running down the stairs towards the building.

……

"Bang!"

The sound of breaking the door sounded, and Glenston paused, holding his gun, and slowly walked inside, constantly observing everything suspicious around him through the tactical flashlight.

A flash of lightning struck from the direction of the living balcony, and Glens quickly turned his head to look at it, and then slowly continued to walk towards the interior of the living room.

And in the direction he had just looked, a pale hand suddenly stretched out from below, quickly climbed on the railing, and then under the light of lightning, the other hand also climbed up abruptly......

Something, something wrong?

Glens suddenly had this thought, quickly turned around, shone behind him with a tactical flashlight, looked at the empty doorway, shook his head, and turned around.

"Boom!"

A shiny white light shone in from the direction of the balcony, and Glens blinked involuntarily, then continued to walk towards the bedroom vigilantly, but did not notice that along with the lightning bolt, there was also a head slightly peeking out of the kitchen door.

"Tick, answer!"

Drops of water dripped down the soaked hair on the head, hitting the dusty floor, but no dust was raised......

"Ghost weather!"

Glens muttered, leaned sideways and stretched out his left hand, lightly resting it on the doorknob, then quickly pushed the door open, took a step back, and then slowly raised his gun and looked into the room.

"Whew!"

Seeing that the room was empty, Glens breathed a sigh of relief, and a relaxed smile appeared on his face again, and he stepped into the door, but slowly stood in place, with a few doubts on his face.

Why is this room so clean?

"Click!"

A slight sound sounded from behind, and at the same time, there was a gust of wind in his ears, and Glens turned his head in an instant, but then turned back to the front in an instant, and then began to spin involuntarily in the opposite direction......

The gleam in his eyes slowly disappeared, but a trace of vigilance on his face remained, and a dazzling white light hit Glens's body from the window, and the figure that emerged from behind Glens's cape - dialect.

"Whew!"

In one breath, he was finally slowly exhaled by the dialect, and slowly, he dragged Glens to the bed, and then quickly unloaded all his equipment and put it on himself.

From the moment the first door broke upstairs, Fang Yan knew that the only chance he had to survive was almost gone, because this group of people would rest here at night.

The premise of the rest is to thoroughly inspect the 8-story residential building, and at the same time, their own bedroom, which has been cleaned and has many traces of life, will definitely attract their attention.

Originally, it was expected that two people would work together, or a whole team to search collectively, but I don't know if it was the reason why this area had been searched, or if the captain of this team had an iron head and was negligent, so he let one person search the first floor, and this gave Fang Yan the opportunity to strike first.

Judging from the previous gunshots and footsteps, this team has a total of 5 people, distributed on the 4th to 8th floors.

So, each break?

Fang Yan thought about it, stuffed the magazine into the tactical pocket of this combat uniform, then took the pan next to it, hung it on his buttocks, looked at Glens who only had underwear in front of him, slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly stood up.

Turning off the tactical flashlight on the rifle rail, the room was plunged into darkness for a moment, leaving only a dazzling flash of lightning from time to time through the window, and he watched, hung the rifle on his body, and then felt for the pistol.

"Click!"

A slight sound sounded, and at the same time, a dark yellow bullet was also pushed into the chamber of the pistol, and Fang Yan held it up and slowly walked towards the door......