Yan Yichuan hid in the small house connecting the roof and the staircase, first loaded the S1897 shotgun with five rounds of ammunition, but it was not loaded, and then he began to load the ump's magazine again, and the fifth one was loaded with a tracer bullet to remind himself to change the magazine. While all these actions were going on, Yan Yichuan's eyes were always fixed on the M416 next to the drainage pipe on the roof.

With the M416 not used, but with a troll and a submachine gun, everyone may think that Yan Yichuan is crazy, but the funny fact is that Yan Yichuan discovered a cruel thing during his 28 days at the training ground of the Zijia Hotel, that is, his shooting talent is surprisingly poor! After 28 days of continuous training, he cannot guarantee that he can accurately hit a moving target 30 meters away. And within 30 meters, it is better to use shotguns and submachine guns, at least one is more powerful and the other has a faster rate of fire. As for the M416 left on the ground, Yan Yichuan would not be a stupid enemy, the M416 was deliberately left outside by him, and the firing pin of the gun had been removed by him, and it looked intact on the outside, but it could not be fired, it was Yan Yichuan's bait left outside.

After about ten minutes, Yan Yichuan heard the sound of someone landing outside the house, he gently hung the ump on his waist, then loaded the s1897, quietly hid behind the door, his eyes stared out at the m416 through the half-open crack of the door, he believed that the person who fell down would definitely pick up the gun! Sure enough, soon he heard footsteps, the sound of high-top combat boots hitting the marble floor tile floor, coming from the right rear of the small house where Yan Yichuan is now. Hearing the voice, Yan Yichuan shrank himself even further inside, and he couldn't see anyone here from the outside.

The sound of the heel hitting the ground got closer and closer, and then a figure passed by the door, this was an obvious Westerner, with blonde hair and white skin, but he was obviously not the same person on the plane as Yan Yichuan! Although Yan Yichuan had only seen it hastily on the plane before, he had never seen this person, since he had never seen it, it was the enemy! The man searched carefully on the roof, and walked to the side of the m416 while searching to himself. It seems that I am the first person to go to this roof, there are guns and ammunition here, and no one will leave empty-handed with this big killing weapon. However, he never expected that there would be a rookie like Yan Yichuan who didn't need an assault rifle!

The Westerner thought that there was no one on the roof, so he sat on the ground and loaded his ammunition "as if no one was around". Seeing that person's defenseless appearance, Yan Yichuan tiptoed to it.

However, when Yan Yichuan showed his head, he found that the Westerner immediately flipped up from the ground, and then pointed a gun at himself from afar, "Stupid Orientals, you are always so clever about yourself, otherwise how could you lose the last regional confrontation! What did the neon people call you, that's right, go die, Zhina!" As he spoke, he pulled the trigger and was about to shoot at Yan Yichuan, but he pulled it a few times but found it useless!

Yan Yichuan seized the opportunity to pounce, the s1897 in his hand pointed directly at the face of the Westerner, and shot out with a "bang", and a large number of shotguns formed a barrage, covering the face of the Westerner. Since they were all ordinary people's physiques, the Westerner couldn't dodge it, so he only had time to raise his left arm to block it, and it was better to lose one hand than to lose his life!

"Drink!" the Westerner roared, grabbed the M416 with his right hand and threw it directly at Yan Yichuan's face. Yan Yichuan flashed the M416 that was thrown over, and was about to shoot again, but saw that the Westerner pulled out a P1911 pistol from his waist with his right hand, and pointed the muzzle of the black hole at his forehead!

"Bang Bang" P1911 two bullets hit the ground, it turned out that when there was no room for fire, Yan Yichuan hit the injured left arm of the Westerner with the butt of the S1897, and the Westerner was in pain, the gun in his hand was crooked a little and hit the ground!

Yan Yichuan seized the opportunity to punch the Westerner twice more in the left arm, "Whew!" The Westerner pounced frantically like a wounded wolf, and the p1911 in his hand was about to shoot Yan Yichuan's stomach! In the confusion, Yan Yichuan stabbed the index finger of his left hand into the back of the p1911 trigger. The Westerners pulled a few times, because Yan Yichuan had his index finger underneath, and the shot was not successful. Seeing this situation, he was crazy and completely ignored the injury of his left hand, took the pistol with his left hand that had been beaten by the gun, and pushed Yan Yichuan's left hand aside with his intact right hand, and was about to shoot again!

However, the crazy actions of Westerners also caused their empty doors to open, Yan Yichuan suddenly raised the s1897 in his right hand and put it on the chest of the Westerner, and the index finger of his right hand buckled down hard!

"Bang!" A dull gunshot rang out from the roof of the middle building of the C-shaped building, and the huge power of the shotgun hit the chest of the Westerner, and the flesh and blood on the chest of the Westerner were blurred, and the entire back was burst open by the shotgun, and the fragments of flesh and internal organs were scattered all over the ground, and the body of the Westerner who had lost his life had no strength to support fell on Yan Yichuan's body.

Yan Yichuan pushed the Westerner's corpse away, looking at the flesh and internal organs on the ground, as well as the blood stains on his face and body, a sour feeling surged up Yan Yichuan's throat, "Vomit! It's so uncomfortable! Killing people is this feeling, it's so uncomfortable, I feel like my whole stomach is churning!" Yan Yichuan lay next to him and retched several times, not even having time to check a box made of wooden boards that had fallen next to the Westerner's corpse.

The rapid sound of running woke up Yan Yichuan, who was in a state of distraction, and he turned his head to see two figures in the small house connected to the stairs. "Bang, bang, bang!" Yan Yichuan fired three shots at the staircase, forcing the two people back again, and then he carried the empty bullet S1897 behind his back, and took off the ump hanging from his waist and held it in his hand as he ran, and then quickly ran to the electric well on the roof of a building and hid.

"Click, click......" The two people who were forced to retreat just now touched up again and walked to the place where Yan Yichuan and the Westerners were fighting just now, "Shit! Jonathan is dead! Hurry up and look for it, see if the contractor in the Eastern District is still on the roof!"

Yan Yichuan heard that the two people were separated, so he quietly took off the s1897 again, began to load ammunition, and then gently touched one of them.

"Since they are all enemies, then if you don't die, I can't be at ease!" Yan Yichuan gritted his teeth and pounced on one of the enemies!