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Chapter 083 Preset Battlefield

On the fifteenth floor, a closed corridor was dim. A faint moonlight shone through the window, and I could only see a few bleeding corpses lying on the ground, and more than a dozen tables and chairs and a large number of paper items that blocked most of the corridor. These things were flammable.

The power supply of the building was interrupted, and the lighting barely relied on the internal emergency power supply, but Zhou Qingfeng smashed all the emergency lights in the corridor. He was squatting at the corner of the corridor, carefully taking out several bottles of foreign wine of a height from his backpack, including brandy, whiskey, and vodka.

Whiskey is a famous spirit, brandy is known as the "burning wine". As for vodka, you can just think it is pure alcohol. These are all taken from the small wine cabinet in the hidden place.

"Hugo, is it really possible for us to do this?" Mombot asked nervously, hiding beside the side. His natural skin color allowed him to hide perfectly in the darkness. "There are far more enemies than us. What if we burn ourselves to death?"

Zhou Qingfeng was wearing a night vision device he got from the police. He checked his gun for the last time, and turned his head to look at Mombot and said, "Listen, I know you want to escape, you want to get away from the bastard here as far as possible. Not only do you think, I also want to.

But I want to tell you that you have escaped this time and you can't escape the next time. You won't live a few more days because of successful escape. Even if no one causes trouble for you, disease and hunger will kill you. Believe me, life will only get harder and harder.

What we have to do now is to do everything we can to compete with others for opportunities to survive. What you need to do next is very simple, that is, when I encounter danger, I can come out and help me. I don’t ask you to show how brave you can, but I hope you can perform normally.”

Zhou Qingfeng finally pushed Monbotto and said, "Hide behind, I will call you if you need it."

Mobutu left silently. Zhou Qingfeng could see his hunched back through the night vision device. Obviously, this black man was not very morale. In fact, he himself could not say that he was very morale. He just didn't force himself to a dead end and could only work hard.

NTZ-49 strengthened Zhou Qingfeng's physical fitness in all aspects, and even began to slightly improve his IQ and judgment and analysis ability. But nothing can improve his courage, and everything can only be achieved by him.

"God, please let me have a more accurate marksmanship later and better guns. Because my ammunition is not infinite." Zhou Qingfeng held the SCAR rifle in his hand and leaned silently against the wall.

The number of bandits has an absolute advantage. After cleaning the fifteenth floor, Zhou Qingfeng found that he could not clean the sixteenth floor. Because there were too many enemies above the sixteenth floor and they were very active, he would be killed by a gun when he went up.

In order to solve this problem, Zhou Qingfeng set up a battlefield on the 15th floor, trying to create some advantage in locations for himself and waiting for the bandits to attack. However, God knows whether this passive method can succeed!

While Zhou Qingfeng was waiting silently, the bandits who noticed the strange situation were sweeping the floor they controlled again. Listening to the chaotic footsteps coming from the direction of the fire stairs, his hand holding the gun couldn't help but grab a few points - it sounded like there were really a lot of enemies!

With a clang, the fire door on the fifteenth floor was kicked open, and a bandit was pushed in by Yakov. The unlucky guy who was exploring the way fell to the ground and rolled over and swept around like courage.

Bang bang bang... After half of the magazine was empty, the unlucky guy leaned against a wall and took a quick breath and kept swallowing. The reason for this nervousness was naturally the dozens of corpses he saw along the way from the tenth floor.

Bandits are not born to be brave. They only appear particularly arrogant when there are many people and have an absolute advantage. Their courage may be worse than normal people in normal times.

Now, Zhou Qingfeng's almost slaughtering technique really scares this group of bandits. After all, anyone has only one life, so it is impossible not to cherish it.

"How is the situation inside?" Yakov asked loudly while hiding outside the fire door.

The gangster who was exploring the way gasped and said, "It seems that nothing is wrong."

So one bandit after another was forced to rush into the fifteenth floor by Yakov. After the number of companions exceeded twenty, they felt a little more relaxed, but it was only a little bit.

There are four or five corridors outside the fire door on the fifteenth floor. At this moment, the corridor is quiet and silent. Yakov was holding an M4A1 carbine in his hand and supervising the formation behind him, ordering his men to start searching the entire floor, "You must find him out, otherwise none of us will be as comfortable as we have ever thought of!"

Because he robbed a district police station in Queens, Kougen's subordinates were generally equipped with M4A1. Now the gangsters took it into various corridors on the fifteenth floor one by one.

"Idiots, don't squeeze in a bunch. That kid is equipped with a shock bomb. Do you want to be bombed again?" Yakov also took a police night vision device and stared at the movement in the corridor behind. Now that the police have disappeared, police equipment has been widely used.

The bandits did want to disperse, but the more scattered the formation, the slower the steps of the few walking in front. The slower the front part, the people behind naturally followed, and the crowd could not disperse. The quieter the scene, the heavier everyone's breathing was.

"Wow..." The leading gangster suddenly screamed.

Yakov asked angrily behind him, "What's wrong?"

"There is..., someone is dead." The leading bandit had already walked to the obstacles of the table and chairs arranged by Zhou Qingfeng, and there was a body that he killed.

"What are the dead afraid of? Keep looking for it for me." Yakov shouted angrily.

When Zhou Qingfeng heard this shout, he immediately stood up from his hiding position, pulled out a shock bullet from his hand, pulled the string and threw it out.

The sound of throwing immediately attracted the attention of the bandits. The two bandits in the lead opened fire violently in front of them, while the bandits behind them ran around and were in a mess. Only in the final supervising battle, Yakov could see clearly in the night vision device and shouted: "Idiot, lie down!"

With a bang, the dazzling light suddenly lit up in the dark, and the brightness of the eight million candlelight will last for several seconds with a loud bang. This intensity of light can directly turn a person into a blind man for a while, especially in dark environments, with the effect being particularly significant.

This is the benefit of the preset battlefield. When the attack is launched is determined by Zhou Qingfeng. When the stunt bomb exploded, even Yakov, who was far away, could not fight. His night vision device temporarily failed due to the strong light. Although he was not blinded, he turned into a dark eye.

Zhou Qingfeng blocked the lens tube of his night vision camera in advance, just to win the absolute advantage of such a few seconds. When the strong light of the flash bomb disappeared, a group of bandits screamed loudly in the corridor. He immediately appeared from the corner of the wall, knelt on one knee and held a gun in both hands, aiming steadily at the target and starting a precise single-fire shooting.

Bang……!

A bandit was shot in the chest, and the soft body armor of an ordinary policeman could not block the penetration of the bullet. The bandit fell to the ground while beating.

Bang……!

Another bandit was shot in the chest, but the bulletproof vest inserted into the ceramic plate saved his life, but the heavy impact force still made him fall to the ground.

Bang...,bang...,bang...!

Gunshots and bullets flew away. The chaotic bandits began to shoot randomly, but they could not withstand Zhou Qingfeng's accurate and ruthless shooting. The bandits who were tilted were shot and killed one by one.
Chapter completed!
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