"Be careful, grenade."

As the egg grenade fell, the person on the other side shouted in horror, and then the grenade exploded with a bang, and the fragments flew and several screams were heard.

Ethan slapped Siobhan on the shoulder, pulled Glock from his holster, and leaped out.

Behind the cement platform ahead, a man in black fell to the ground, clutching his thigh in pain and calling for help from his companions.

Seeing Ethan's figure appear, he desperately crawled towards the gun that had fallen into the distance.

Ethan raised his pistol and without hesitation fired two shots in the back with a "bang".

Ethan didn't stop, and ran forward quickly, Siobhan followed closely behind him, and as he passed the man in black, Ethan waved his arm and shot him twice in the head.

On the other side, the gunfire intensified, and Brock rushed forward with his shotgun.

"Ethan, get down."

Hearing Siobhan's sudden shout, Ethan quickly threw himself to the ground.

Two men in black suddenly burst out from the side, both holding an M4A1 in their hands, and they don't know where the rabbit got so many powerful gunfire.

The corners of Ethan's eyes twitched, and he gritted his teeth and raised his pistol on the ground.

Siobhan fired first, and Ethan followed frantically pulling the trigger.

The two men who came out also let out a hideous smile, and the guns in their hands kept spitting tongues of fire

For a moment, the bullets flew wildly, and under the fierce firefight, a red and white object splashed on the head of a person on the opposite side, and Siobhan also slammed back, and fell to the side in a messy foot.

The other man in black panicked and tried to turn and run away, but Ethan quickly crouched up and shot him to death.

At this time, a scream came from the other side.

"I've been shot, save me." Brock's panicked voice came.

Jabber's figure flashed, and he wanted to rush over and pull Brock back, but was forced back by several shots from the opposite side, and the bullets hit the concrete floor, splashing clouds of smoke and dust.

Ethan quickly stood up, took two steps back, grabbed Siobhan's arm and dragged her to the cement pier next to her.

"I'm fine, I'm fine."

Siobhan leaned against the concrete pier and grabbed Ethan's hand and sat up.

She looked at the bullet on her chest with a happy expression, but luckily, Ethan told them to put on the stiff body armor they had placed in the police car before leaving.

Ethan saw that Siobhan was sweating profusely and his little face was pale, so he had to help her loosen the body armor a little.

"You rest here for a while, and I'll go over and see what the situation is."

Brock's screams continued, and Ethan had no choice but to let Siobhan stay where he was, and he swapped Glock for magazines and reached for them.

"The gunman is on the tower."

Seeing Ethan's figure appear on the other side, Jaber reminded loudly.

He and Emmett were overwhelmed, and not far from them, Brock lay on the ground looking pained, one leg of his outer pants stained red with blood.

Fortunately, due to the angle, the gunman on the tower couldn't reach the gunman on the tower where he was.

Ethan rushed out from behind a pile of debris, and as he moved, he kept firing at the top of the tower, hitting the metal guardrail, and the gunmen lying on it didn't care to shoot, and hurriedly rolled to dodge.

Jaber and Emmett took the opportunity to rush out, grabbed Brock and dragged him back.

At this time, the gunfire suddenly stopped, and the Glock sleeve in Ethan's hand recoiled and was not reset.

Ethan quickly let go of his hands, Glock fell, and then he quickly thrust his hand into his armpit.

The gunmen on the tower were overjoyed when they heard the gunfire stop.

He stopped rolling and picked up the M4 to look down.

The final image of his life was of a tall, short-haired black man standing on his side, holding a silver-white revolver firmly in one hand and aiming it at him.

With the pull of the trigger, the hammer fell heavily and hit the primer at the tail of the bullet, and the gunpowder inside the bullet was ignited instantly, and the bullet flew out of the muzzle and landed firmly on the gunner's head in the tower.

The next moment, his head jerked up, and a cloud of red and white splashed on the wall behind him.

After the gunfire died down, there was silence in the huge factory, except for the heavy breathing of the crowd and the candy and Brock's cries of pain.

Ethan walked over to Brock, blood still oozing from his leg.

Ethan put his revolver back under his ribs and took a tourniquet from Emmett's waist to tie it up with Brock, and Siobhan walked over to them after relieving himself.

At this moment, an iron door next to it was slowly opened.

Jabber looked up, his pupils constricting violently.

The two men in black were forcefully pulling the iron door open to both sides, and in the middle, an inch-headed man knelt on one knee, grinning toothily at Ethan and the others, and carrying a big dick on his shoulder.

Looking at the grenade in front of the big guy, Ethan couldn't help muttering:

“RPG...”

At this time, Brock, who was lying on the ground, quickly raised his arms.

With a "bang", the inch-headed man carrying the RPG smiled and stopped, and there was an instant black hole on his head, and the next moment, his body was crooked, but his fingers continued to complete the instructions sent by the brain.

It's just that at this time, the RPG is aimed at the people around him.

There was a loud "bang", and the flames exploded.

Ethan hurriedly lay down, holding his head in his hands, blocking the front of Brock, and the splashing cement blocks crackled.

After the movement died down, Ethan turned around.

The few men in black who had just stood at the doorway had disappeared, scattered with broken limbs scattered all over the place.

"Shet, we're going to call for backup, who knows what the hell is going to happen next?" Brock came back to his senses at this time, and kept cursing, completely losing the appearance of the god he had just looked.

Ethan laughed, hugged Brock's brain, kissed him hard, and was pushed away with a look of disgust.

Everyone lying on the ground also stood up one after another, carefully guarded, not knowing when the enemy would appear again.

Emmett stepped forward and Ethan helped Brock up, and at this moment, the sound of dense footsteps on the other side sounded, and the sound of firefighting rang out from time to time.

"Whew, Whew, Whew"

The guns in their hands all shifted direction. Aimed at the passage on the other side.

The footsteps drew closer, and with a flash of figure, Carly, dressed in a strong suit, appeared at the door of the passage with Hood in her arms.

Carly was still shooting behind her, and she almost lost her soul when she saw four or five guns next to her in the eye as she saw them.

It wasn't until she saw Jabber's familiar bald head that she breathed a sigh of relief.

Garber dropped his pistol incredulously, "Hey, how did you do that?" ”

He and Ethan hurriedly went over to answer, Ethan picked up Hood, who was covered in blood, and after Hood, whose face was swollen, looked at him strongly, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he fainted.

"Isn't it ridiculous that this bastard rabbit is old after all? He couldn't bear to kill me, but unfortunately I couldn't kill him. ”

Carly fired wildly at the end of the passage with her guns in both hands, her mouth still screaming.

After another violent firefight, the rabbit saw that there was nothing to do, so he had to throw down a dozen corpses and drive away from the scene.

Ethan's side is also full of wounded soldiers, and he is unable to fight again.