Boom Boom!!

Eight grenades stacked on top of each other, triggering a violent explosion that raged wildly in room 2301 of the hotel.

Metal shrapnel and fire, accompanied by thick smoke, swept through the field in a devastating explosion, covering the entire field like a downpour.

In an instant, the whole room turned into a sea of fire, the carpet and sofa were quickly ignited, and the orange-red blazing light was blazing, reflecting the broken corpse in the room, like purgatory on earth.

David and the others hid behind the wall at the door, avoiding the fragments of the grenade and the shock wave from the explosion, and their expressions were calm and unharmed.

They moved quickly, discarding the time-influencing part of the original battle plan, and retaining only the essence.

For example, cutting off the power supply and creating a more advantageous combat environment is a discarded item.

Of course, kicking the door open and throwing a grenade in it is a must.

Although the group of special operations teams downstairs were taken away, it was impossible to know exactly when they would return......

So, combat operations are in a race against time.

To be sure, it's important to save time and race against time.

Matt, who has God's perspective, did not disappoint David.

The violent vibration caused by the grenade made Matt frown slightly, revealing a little pained expression.

Still, he analyzed the situation in an instant.

"The living room is dead, and there are three left."

Matt had constructed a three-dimensional image of the entire room in his mind, and he knew the internal situation well, and explained in a low voice: "There is one in the right corner of the entrance, he is injured, his heartbeat and breathing are very wrong, and the remaining two are in the bedroom to the left of the entrance, aiming through the door...... These two are not injured and should be noted. ”

"Honestly, for the first time a grenade exploded in my ear......"

said, paused, and added: "I'm not in a good state of ears now, I have to slow down, I can't help you too much in the future." ”

"It's okay, you're doing well, it's enough to have this information."

David looked at the people around him: "Did you hear it?" Go as planned, but hurry. ”

"Don't worry."

The crowd nodded.

"Wesley and I are in charge of the one on the right, the two on the left, Fawkes, and the four of you join forces to suppress it."

"Understood."

David gave the command.

Six guns stood in the doorway and aimed, snapping their hands and pulling the trigger at the same time.

The combination of spear throwing and Matt's ability to accurately report points erupts into an unparalleled terrifying deterrent.

Bang bang!!

Tongues of fire erupted, and bullets rained down and flew away, hurtling into the room covered in flames, creating a dangerous arc.

……

Resnik's body was cut by shrapnel from a grenade, and now his heart was beating faster and the sound was like a drumbeat, echoing in his ears, like a flea, almost jumping out of his chest.

"Huhu!!"

Several long and narrow wounds dripping with flesh and blood, coupled with metal shrapnel embedded in his body, hurt him profusely and sweated profusely, and his breathing was irrepressibly short.

Resnik struggled to calm himself down.

He took a deep breath and glanced at the other two companions in the opposite room.

Ali, Kovacs cowered at the bedroom door, the bedroom door open a slit, gesturing to him.

Resnik nodded slightly, in response.

The three of them could clearly see that at this moment, the door of this hotel room was kicked off, and there was no obstruction.

Several figures were standing behind the wall outside the door of the room, ready to attack at any moment.

Ignoring his injuries, Resnik picked up the firearm beside him and tried to maintain a slightly distorted aiming stance.

If you can carry it, you still have a chance to survive.

If you can't resist it......

The living room was bombarded head-on by a grenade, and Dave, who was almost charred at this time, was his fate.

Suddenly.

Resnick noticed a figure moving at the door.

Bang bang bang!!

Several gunshots rang out at the same time.

What are these guys shooting when they're standing in the doorway?

Resnik felt very strange and couldn't understand how the other party could make such a meaningless move.

But the next moment, he knew.

The actions of the other side are not meaningless.

Whoosh!!

A bullet came and pierced Resnik's shoulder.

Another bullet grazed the side of his head, erasing a trail of blood at his temple.

Just one more offset, and it will pierce his eyeballs into his brain.

Boom!

Resnik's hand shook uncontrollably, and the gun fell to the ground.

He stared at the doorway, utterly desperate and discouraged.

The other party stood outside the door and shot, but the bullets could fly in and hit themselves, and the trajectory was still so bizarre.

"Spear Throwing ......"

The two companions in the opposite bedroom, Ali and Kovacs, recognized this marksmanship and hurriedly closed the bedroom door and hid behind the wall of the room.

"Bastard, who are you, who are you?"

Kovacs in the bedroom roared.

Meanwhile.

"It's now."

Matt's hearing is affected, but not completely inaccessible.

He hurriedly urged: "Come in." ”

A few people obeyed the order and went into the house.

David and Wesley instantly locked on Resnick in the right corner.

"I surrender, don't open ......"

Resnik's face was full of horror.

Davy and Wesley turned a deaf ear and didn't hesitate for a moment as two bullets burst his head.

Behind the two, Fox, the butcher, the repairman, and the gunsmith all locked the bedroom on the left.

Bang bang!!

Bullets fired continuously, with precise bursts, piercing through the bedroom door.

A hole was shot out of the wooden door.

No one dared to probe behind the door.

"Grenades."

Fox reminded.

"Look at me."

The butcher holds down the grenade, pulls off the latch, and throws the projectile like a baseball.

The grenade flew through the hole in the bedroom door where the bullet had pierced it.

Rumble!!

The next moment, the sound of a grenade detonating inside the bedroom was deafening.

Matt couldn't help but frown again.

"Next time, if there's such an action, maybe I can stand a little farther away."

He couldn't help but complain.

"How's the people inside?"

David asked, turning around and twisting his hair.

"Not dead, but almost."

Matt was sure: "No one can resist a grenade explosion at such a close range, unless he is Captain America." ”

"Go in and refill the guns, and then we'll get out."

David summed up the time, and from the beginning to the end, only a few minutes passed.

He looked around, and this expensive presidential suite had gone from hardcover to blank in just a few minutes.

It takes months to create, but it only takes a few minutes to ruin.

……

Snort!!

The CIA special operations team, three vehicles, and twelve people, took ten minutes to arrive at Susan's residence.

At this time, this single-family home in Manhattan looks the same.

"Three groups, the four of you stay at the door."

The captain pressed the communicator and commanded in a low voice: "The rest of you, break down the door with me and rush in." ”

"Understood!!"

Everyone nodded.

Bang!

The door of the house was like a piece of paper, and it was forcibly broken.

"Fake!!"

Susan, who was almost sixty years old, was awakened by this sudden loud noise.

She opened her eyes abruptly, rolled over, and froze.

The silk pajamas are made of excellent material and fit the body, but unfortunately they are old and yellow, which is not a beautiful view.

The eight Great Khans, who were heavily armed, gathered around the bedside and looked at each other......

Susan was frightened at first, and then recognized the person, and an indescribable sense of shame and anger appeared in her heart.

"Fake, what are you doing?"

"This is my home, not where you go on a mission!!"

"Could it be that you still want to do something to me, an old woman who is almost sixty years old?"