Coming to the top of the staircase, Alan and Jonathan are firing at the bottom.

"Bang dang."

A grenade flew out of Ethan's hand, bouncing and crashing into it.

Now that the party has started, let's stop hiding and quickly force the people downstairs to retreat.

"Bang."

A violent explosion rang out, and blood mist was sprinkled with smoke and dust.

The light spots in the radar quickly disappeared by two.

Holding the gun, he strode up to the third floor, and with a casual throw, the AR15 flew forward.

Catherine snapped it down and caught the assault rifle steadily.

Two spare magazines were also thrown over.

With the heavy firepower in hand, she was much more confident, Catherine held the gun in her hand tightly, and her crisp voice sounded quickly: "Is anyone hurt, what is the plan?" ”

Despite the raid, the idea was very clear.

The sound of explosions just now made her sweat profusely, and she was about to rush down.

It wasn't until I heard that it was okay that I was relieved.

"No one was hurt." Ethan pulled out the safety bolt, and threw the grenade into the gap in the stairs: "I'm with you, and the others will find their own ways to escape." ”

When you throw a grenade, it's like throwing a cannon battle.

The facial expressions are unwavering.

With this explosion, Catherine's eyebrows twitched, and she calmly asked, "What do you think?" ”

Ethan didn't speak, just pointed to the rooftop.

Not only them, but also the people behind them put their escape route on the rooftop, and Matt and Phillips packed up their things and quickly moved towards the staircase.

The houses here are almost next to each other.

A dense mass spread out below the hillside.

At that time, this was chosen as a safe house, and there was also this consideration, and when there was really no way, you could leave from a high altitude.

For those with good skills, this is the smooth road.

Not far from the house, Brankoff saw gunfire flashing from time to time in the small building, and then threw out a few grenades, blowing up several people, she frowned, and bent down to feel inside the car.

The hips taut the skirt and create a perfect arc.

But none of the people in the back dared to look at it, and they all looked away.

The last person who dared to think crookedly about the Brankoff people had the skin peeled off alive, and no one wanted to experience that kind of thing.

After a few seconds, she stood up with an RPG-7 in her hand.

The person in the back, quickly get out of the way.

The glamorous beauty in a red dress is carrying a bazooka, which is very impactful.

Pointing the tool against the second-floor window, he slammed the trigger.

"Huh."

The tail flame erupted, and the rocket rushed towards the safe house, and there was a bang, and the explosion that had just been violent just now rang out.

Smoke came out of the dimly lit window.

On the other side of the wall, a large hole was broken, and masonry was splashed.

The gun paused for a moment, and became more violent.

The movement here was almost like the battlefield, but the silence around them was deathly, and the lights that had been on were immediately extinguished, as if they were in a no-man's land, and they didn't even cough.

In an ordinary shootout, someone may call the police.

But in the face of this kind of thing, no one wants to do anything stupid.

The explosion made Ethan's body shake a little.

He turned his head sharply, and did not relax until the shouts of several people came from the rooftop.

She and Catherine nodded to each other, and the two quickly rushed forward.

Step on the parapet wall and kick hard.

His body jumped into the air and jumped to the roof more than two meters in front of him, and as he moved in the air, his eyes swept to the side, and he saw the red dress surrounded by seven or eight people.

Despite the dim light, Ethan could see clearly.

Sofia!

Touch.

The two of them landed on the ground, rolled in front of them, and then squatted up.

As a native of Medellín, the incoming gunners had been prepared for this escape route, and suddenly a few flames lit up in the darkness.

"Let's go."

Noticing that Ethan was stunned for a moment, Catherine quickly tugged at him.

Bullets flew through the air, and his arm burned.

The two of them rolled quickly and jumped onto the rooftop under the roof.

Ethan came to his senses and checked that his arm was okay, so he quickly raised his gun and pulled the trigger quickly, and the bullet pierced hard where the gunfire was rising.

While fighting, I also shifted positions.

The radar showed that many of these gunmen came to the roof with agility.

For a time, there was a lot of danger.

The battlefield has shifted from the inside of the house to the rooftop, and the danger is even worse, maybe a cold shot will come out of nowhere.

Ethan and Catherine were the first to come out, seemingly taking advantage, but in fact they attracted most of the firepower, but fortunately, both of them were extremely agile and avoided the waves of attacks.

With the aid of radar, Ethan was firing at full power.

The AR15 in his hand kept spitting out bullets, extinguishing the fire points one by one.

After firing a few shots, he quickly moved again.

Under the moonlight, two people jumped back and forth on rooftops and rooftops.

The people behind also rushed out one after another.

They chose different directions and broke through separately.

The difference between the buildings is between two to three meters, and there is a certain height difference, which is very convenient for them to escape.

This slum is a mess, and gunfire is everywhere.

"Alan!"

A roar rang out.

Ethan and Catherine's faces changed in shock, and they quickly turned their heads.

Alan stood on a daughter's wall, a cloud of blood exploding on his body, and after he shook it a few times, his body fell down the stairs.

"Bang bang."

Jonathan lifted the muzzle of his gun and frantically pulled the trigger at the point where the gun was lit up.

It wasn't until the two gunmen fell off the high wall that he looked angrily at the ground and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

"Let's go!"

Catherine gritted her teeth and pulled Ethan away.

In the world she is in, if she dies, she dies, she doesn't cry so much, and she won't go back to grab a corpse, the most important thing is to survive, only by surviving can she take revenge and talk about anything else.

A few hours ago, everyone was still giggling and eating supper.

Now they are scattered, and one person is dead.

In Catherine's eyes, the sadness was only a fleeting moment, which gave Ethan a glimpse of the cruelty of life as an agent.

Operative, that sounds pretty cool.

In fact, he lives a precarious life, and any action is in danger of death.

If you don't have the nerves of steel, you can't do this job.

Ethan also collected his thoughts, and continued to flee the scene with Catherine, and when they jumped down, they saw a gunman grasping for a water pipe outside the outer wall and climbing upstairs.

Several people met their eyes, and the gunman looked horrified, trying to grab the gun behind him.

"Huh."

Catherine's eyes were cold, and she pulled out a dagger from her waist.

Leap forward and grab the gunman's hair.

The cold light flashed in his hand, and wisps of blood were brought out, and the whole person, like an angry female leopard, was frantically biting at her prey. (End of chapter)