The head of the killer analyzed correctly, Vasily had not much ammunition left, in order to save bullets, they did not dare to strafe like just now, but took advantage of the other party's silence suppressed by firepower, and hurriedly rushed towards the fifth floor with the boss.

The killers were also quick to notice this situation, and there must be reckless men under the heavy reward, and two black soldiers with tendons and flesh and bullet belts on their shoulders rushed forward with AKs.

Not to be outdone, those behind them followed.

As soon as they turned into the stairwell, Vasily shot one headshot at a time.

The blood of the two blacks spurted straight onto the snow-white walls.

However, because the number of these killers is too large, Vasily's one headshot is not very punitive.

When the killers had the upper hand, the AKs in their hands began to shoot as well.

This time their fire once again suppressed Vasily and them.

Vasily touched his waist, and his heart suddenly cooled, oops, there were no grenades.

Uzi had already run out of ammunition, and the two pistols in his hand combined were less than five rounds.

He couldn't help but look at a guy next to him, only to see that guy also shook his head, raised the pistol in his hand, and made a "V" shape.

In this case, the "V" shape is naturally not synonymous with victory, but rather means that he has only two bullets.

Vasily glanced at the guy next to him, and the guy immediately understood, slowly took off his coat, and then threw it downstairs at once.

Vasily: They also wanted to buy time for them by consuming the enemy's ammunition.

And this dress is the best obstacle right now.

The nerves of the killers were in a state of high concentration, and as soon as they stopped shooting, a black object was smashed into the cold air defense, and they immediately raised their guns and shot again.

When they looked closely, they realized that it was a dress.

At this time, the head of the killer understood what was going on, and he couldn't help but shout: "Guys, they're out of bullets." Give it to me. ”

The killers are pouring in again......

Vasily slammed two shots again, and the guy in front fell to the ground.

Not to be outdone, the killers threw several grenades in quick succession at the firing position.

Seeing this, Vasily did not dare to linger in the stairwell, and fled upstairs with a confused face.

The killers are pressing forward step by step, and they are about to reach the fifth floor.

They knew it was the last floor the boss could hide in right now.

They were just one step away from victory.

"Grenade out of the way." To be on the safe side, the killer decided to clean up Vladimir with grenades.

As soon as several grenades were thrown from the stairwell into the hall on the fifth floor, there was a violent explosion, and the fragments from the explosion hit in all directions.

Every window was not spared, and shattered glass crackled and fell from the height of the fifth floor to the ground.

In the eyes of the killers, with these grenades to open the way, absolutely no one in the hall on the fifth floor will be spared.

After occupying the hall on the fifth floor, only a few rooms remained.

Victory is at hand.

They were assigned tasks in advance, and after killing the parties, they could get the corresponding remuneration for taking pictures.

Compared to Viktor and Vasily's worries, Vladimir looked relaxed, and he believed that these killers were not far from death.

Machiev's brows furrowed, and he couldn't stop complaining loudly: "What about the mercenaries, MD, why haven't you come to the rescue at this time?" ”

……

Sure enough, just when the killers were beaming and thinking that the reward was within reach, they suddenly felt a fierce gunshot behind them.

The killers didn't even have time to turn back, they fell to the ground.

It was Alexander who rushed in with the mercenaries.

"Boss, it's all gone." Alexander checked the scene and made sure that all the guys were dead, and he couldn't help but shout at the people in the room.

But Vladimir walked out with an unhappy face, "Alexander, everyone is killed?" ”

Alexander nodded: "It's all gone." ”

"Why do you have to kill them? Can't keep your mouth alive? ”

Alexander smiled slightly: "Boss, the living mouth is outside the wall, and several guys there are controlled by us." ”

At this time, a smile appeared on Vladimir's face.

After cleaning the battlefield, I learned about the battle damage of this surprise attack.

In addition to the deaths of two security guards and one clerk, four bodyguards were injured to varying degrees.

The killers suffered even more losses, killing a total of twenty-seven people, and five of them were controlled outside the wall.

With a wave of his hand, Vladimir asked Alexander and them to interrogate the five guys overnight.

Almost all of these five guys were soft-boned, and even Alexander didn't use the heavy punishment, they just recruited.

It turned out that these guys were the men of an armed leader called the Urals, who were ordered to assassinate Vladimir.

Ural?

Vladimir doesn't have this person in his mind at all.

Machiev then told him that the Urals were a small warlord in Budynia, similar to Rabosai, with a thousand men under his command, but this guy was not yet in the mood and was limited to small fights.

Although it is not a climate, the political army with weak combat effectiveness has not been able to deal with the Urals.

Vladimir has no grievances with the Urals, and now that the Urals have sent so many killers to kill him, it is clear that someone must have paid for his life.

Who could this person be?

And how did his whereabouts get revealed?

Vladimir suddenly felt a great sense of fear, because he lived with these mercenaries tonight, and the other party obviously didn't know about the existence of the mercenaries, otherwise, he would definitely not be able to escape tonight.

"Fake, kill those brutes for me now." Vladimir's face was filled with bizarre anger.

At the moment when Vladimir's words fell, suddenly the mechanical prompt sound of the system sounded in his head.

It seemed to Vladimir that he hadn't heard it for a long time.

"Welcome the host to receive the task of capturing the Urals alive, the task is completed with +10 physical fitness, +10 combat skills, and +10 shooting skills......"

Vladimir was very satisfied with the sudden reward of such a heavy reward from the system, in his opinion, this system deserves to be called a combat system, a man, absolutely pure.

When the bloodthirsty mercenaries under his command heard this, they couldn't help but nod their heads.

"I want to live in the Urals."

Machiyev didn't expect that the boss would be attacked by an armed attack on the first day he came to the office, and when he thought of the vicious killers before, he couldn't help but feel extremely afraid, if something happened to the boss, he didn't know how to explain it to the big boss.

Finally, the mercenaries came over and made those guys suddenly swoop, but now the boss actually wants to kill the Urals immediately.

Machiev's face turned pale with fright, you must know that the other party is not today's dozens of people, but at least thousands of people.

"Boss, I'm afraid this is inappropriate, we're just the people."

Vladimir snorted coldly, "What's wrong with this little person?" Do you look down on me or on them? ”

Machiev's face turned pale and immediately explained: "Boss, I didn't mean that, we have dozens of people, but the other party is a thousand, and we are still on their territory, we are not familiar with life, I think we have to think about this matter in the long run." ”

Machiev has a lot of truth in what he said, but in Vladimir's view, as a fighting people, they only believe in one truth, and that is the truth under force.

Vladimir said coldly, "In the long run, I have to kill them tonight." ”