"Bang bang bang, da da da" a continuous gunshot sounded from the other side of the wall. The seemingly solid wall was penetrated like a house of cards, and the bullets flew unabated and hit the hired man behind the wall.

Soldiers, their body armors were punched through instantly like waste paper. Undoubtedly, the gunmen on the opposite side were using steel-core bullets. Although these bullets are not as lethal as ordinary lead bullets, they have better penetrating power.

It can be said that it is second to none. Whether it is a hard body armor made of ceramic plates and fiberglass or a soft body armor made of alcohol Kevlar, they have no resistance at all.

"Quick! Follow me!" Leopard yelled at the others, picked up the gun and rushed out. A flash bomb was thrown out. Before the light of the explosion was completely extinguished, the person had already rushed out and faced the fan-shaped position in front.

Crazy shooting.

This kind of mindless rushing method usually means that he dies too slowly, but in this desperate situation, it has an unexpected effect. The people on the opposite side did not expect this man to be so reckless and react so quickly. They really waited for him.

He rushed out but was in a hurry. If nothing unexpected happened, Leopard might be able to kill a few more with this Jedi counterattack.

Unfortunately, nothing unexpected happens.

There were four people on the opposite side, and one of them was the girl who had just fired at the entrance of the alley. She didn't hesitate at all when she saw the leopard rushing out, and ran directly towards the iron gate - that was the entrance to the safe house.

.Two of the remaining three people also turned around and ran away. The remaining blond girl turned around and faced the leopard. She held a gun in one hand in her right hand and opened fire, while her left hand was held horizontally in front of her body, lighting up the blue six.

Edge light.

Force shield! Force shield again!

Leopard is so angry. Things like force field shields are quite rare nowadays. Leopard has been drooling for a long time, but the pitiful commission limits his thoughts. How did he get such an expensive thing here?

It has become worthless at all. Now Leopard has no choice. Now he can only pray that her gun is not accurate and he can save his life.

After a few gunshots, the blond girl also disappeared behind the heavy iron door. The leopard stopped, shook his upper body and stood up immediately. He was shot twice, but he did not lose his fighting ability. The blond girl opposite him

The gun he was holding was a FAL. With such a powerful guy holding it in one hand, it was a good thing if he could avoid hitting himself. The leopard was shot once in its right arm and side, but the bullets all missed it, so it didn't cause much damage.

harm.

"Boss! Are you okay!" Crow rushed out with several people.

"It's not a big problem. I'll take care of it and count the number of people." The leopard gritted his teeth and tore open the clothes that had been torn by bullets.

"Okay." The crow nodded and went to count the number of people. The leopard looked up and his heart suddenly went cold. There were only eight people standing here including the crow, and it was very likely that these were the only ones. The leopard took

I took out the bandage and wrapped it around randomly to stop the bleeding. I didn't have time to deal with it carefully now, so I had to make do with it.

"Head, it seems that their door is not closed." One of the people walked up to the iron door and pushed the door with the barrel of his gun. With a "squeak", the iron door was pushed open a crack. When the team member saw this,

He added another two cents of strength to push the door open.

"Get away from that! Don't touch it!" The leopard suddenly raised its head and roared.

boom!

There was a loud noise, and the door opened. It was blown open, and it fell into a cloud of dust. The team member who pushed the door also fell to the side. His chest was blown to pieces, and the white inside could be vaguely seen.

Ribs, and still squirming organs. The bomb was probably planted behind the door, and the explosion was blocked by the door, which allowed him to barely survive.

"Cough...heh...help..." His voice sounded as if someone had pinched his throat. After only speaking three syllables, he coughed up a large mouthful of blood foam.

Leopard hammered the floor hard, pulled out his own gun, a Beretta 92F, opened the safety, and put the muzzle of the gun against his forehead.

Bang. The sound of a gunshot was like a sigh, and another team member breathed his last.

"Head, now... there are seven left." The crow stood behind the leopard at some point, his voice trembling. The leopard suddenly slammed the pistol into the ground, and punched the ground again.

He gritted his teeth and forcibly controlled his emotions.

"I don't have the shame to go back." Leopard picked up the pistol and put it back into the holster: "You guys should hide and look for opportunities to escape."

"You can say this at our grave." Crow pulled the gun and stood beside Leopard. His intention was very obvious. Most of the other six people also stood beside Leopard with red circles under their eyes. Before coming here,

They may have never met each other, but now, they are fighting side by side here. If they have a choice, they will die together as much as possible. This has nothing to do with commitment or belief, it just doesn't want the brothers to be alone.

Leopard resisted and patted a few people on the shoulders, picked up his gun, and fired it with a "click".

"Let's go! Blood debt will be paid with blood!" Leopard took the lead and rushed into the door, followed by the others. If he hadn't received the information in advance and knew that this was the enemy's safe house, Leopard would probably doubt his own eyes.

It was a mess, as if it had been swept away, and all kinds of things were piled here and there. Rations, ammunition, medicine, and boxes marked with various signs were mixed and piled up randomly. It was really lucky that there was no fire. But these

The addition of load-bearing pillars creates a lot of bunkers indoors and increases uncertainty.

"Boss, what should we do?" Crow asked in a low voice.

"Clear the perimeter first, then enter the small room, and proceed with caution."

"ruger"

The seven people were divided into two groups. The leopard led a group of three people, and the crow led another group. The distance between the two groups was controlled within ten meters. Everyone nervously scanned every corner, for fear of coming from somewhere.

A man jumped out with a gun and shocked them all. Even the sound of a piece of paper scratching on the ground could make a few people nervous for a long time. Their nerves were like strings, and they would break down almost at any time.

May break.

But, there was nothing.

There is really nothing. He has been attacked so many times along the way, and twice he was able to kill one or two immediately. Now he has reached the enemy's hometown, and he has not even seen the shadow of the enemy. The leopard is in a very good mood.

Complex. Disappointed? Not being able to find the enemy also means that you can fight without CQB. You must know that the mortality rate in CQB is extremely high. This does not mean that you will survive if you have good skills. Luck accounts for a large part. Happy? If this

If they are not found this time, it will be difficult to meet them next time. The employer only said that they are PMC. In this chaotic era, PMC is like weeds on the roadside, with no information, no name, and not even a ticket.

There are no photos, and there is no way to find a needle in a haystack.

"Head, there is a small room over here, it seems to be an ammunition depot." The leopard, who was thinking randomly, was interrupted by the voice of a crow in the earphones.

"Open it and take a look. There should be an escape route here. They should have left." Leopard picked up a cup from the box next to him. There was still half a cup of coffee in it, but it had become the same as room temperature. They should have left.

It's been a while, and the person I met just now should be someone from the rear.

"It's open, it's empty inside." The crow's answer was as expected by the leopard.

"Then... let's go..." Leopard's voice became very hoarse, and his nerves suddenly relaxed, making him very exhausted.

"Okay... wait, what is this... Go! Go!" The crow's voice suddenly became rapid and sharp, as if he had seen a ghost. The leopard's heart, which had just been relaxed, rose to his throat again.

boom!

There was another loud noise, and the leopard was already numb. He had heard enough of this sound today, and had seen enough of life and death. If time could go back to a day ago, he would not accept this damn mission even if he died.

Following the sound of the explosion, Leopard took the remaining two people to find the ammunition depot. This should be regarded as the only conventional place in this safe house, and it looks quite sturdy. Now its door is open, and it can be seen from the outside.

I saw blood splattered on the wall inside, and a pool of dark red slowly dripping out on the ground. There was no trace of damage to the wall. This kind of lethality to people combined with the not-so-large explosion power, there is only one thing.

can do it.

Broadsword and Mine.

One of Crow's four-person team was lying outside the door. He should have been standing at the door before being pushed out by the force of the explosion. Even so, his back was still covered in a large mass of blood and flesh, with several smaller steel balls.

It was still embedded in his back. He made no sound, but his body was still twitching slightly, and he was semi-consciously enduring this torture.

The leopard drew his own gun in silence.

The last muffled sound of the day came from the basement. This was the second teammate who died in the hands of Leopard. He did not go to see Crow, but took the remaining two people of the team out of the safe house and disappeared in

In the night in the Yellow Zone.

Safe house escape exit

"How are you? Are you injured?" Long Yue stretched out his hand and pulled FAL out of the opened well. This is the only escape exit of this safe house. Although the equipment of this safe house is extremely bad, these necessary things

Still won't cut it.

"No, it hurts a little." FAL shook his head and threw a palm-sized detonator to Long Yue.

"Thank you for setting up this thing." Long Yue played with the detonator and smiled.

"Hmph, I'm a professional, how can such a trivial matter trouble me." FAL snorted disdainfully.

"Yes, yes, professionals, let's take care of the bruises on your arms first." Long Yue said, pinching the reed of the detonator twice. A muffled sound of explosion came from the escape exit.

"Hey? Why did it explode? Didn't you have to wait for a while?" FAL looked puzzled.

"Oh, forget it, there's no need to kill them all, forget it." Long Yue threw the detonator down the escape exit and clapped his hands: "Okay, we can't live in the safe house, so let's leave as soon as possible.

Captain Hurricane, please take the first step, we will wait for the other two, they will come soon."

"Well, let's take the things and leave first. Brother, thank you, I owe you my life. If you need my help in the future, as long as I can help, just ask." Huan Huan stretched out his hand to Long Yue.

"Captain Hurricane, don't take it too seriously. If so, I won't be polite." Long Yue smiled and took the hand that Hurricane extended. Friendship on the battlefield may be as simple as fighting side by side once, and once again.

Escape from death.

Hurricane left with his men, while Long Yue waited at the same place with 141. In order to prevent the attackers from escaping, M99 took 79 to ambush outside and tighten their "pockets".

"Tsk, tsk, it's quite miserable." Long Yue looked into the distance. From here, he could barely see the door of the abandoned building. There were two people lying there. One was swept into a sieve, and the other was broken into pieces.

Two pieces fell into a pool of blood.

"Head, I'm back. How are you? You did a good job." There was a voice behind him. Long Yue turned around, and the M99 came out of the shadow next to him, holding the pale 79 in his hand.

"Not bad, not bad, professional level." Long Yue clapped his hands gently and turned to look at 79: "How is it? Are you still used to the feeling of killing someone for the first time?"

"No... not very used to it..." 79's face turned pale. The person who was not hit by the M99 was killed by her. A whole box of 20 pistol bullets fell on that person. 79 never thought that she would

If there is a chance to kill people, most civilian androids will be used for heavy manual labor and repetitive mechanical work. Her original destination may have been a garment factory or an unknown small coal mine, but now she has a gun.

Became a pmc.

"You'll get used to it. Then... let's go, it's not very safe here." Long Yue picked up the gun, waved to the others, and the group left the place.

"This is a bit unkind. After all, it's just her first day touching a gun." SCAR, who was walking at the end, said to Long Yue.

"Well, I'm reflecting on it." Long Yue's eyes were wandering around, obviously not listening.

"This rescue... was it your impromptu idea?" SCAR hesitated and asked in a low voice.

"That's right."

"What about being careful as you promised?"

"I think I'm quite careful."

"Oh, really?" SCAR slightly poked the bandage on Long Yue's left arm, and Long Yue grinned in pain.

"Definitely, pretend I didn't say that." Long Yue shook off the cold sweat on his head. Although it hurt a lot, there was no new blood stain on the bandage. SCAR's actions were still measured.

"Tell me, who is stumbling upon us behind the scenes? Competitors? Mercenaries? Or financial backers?" Long Yue turned his head and looked at SCAR.

"You know, there is a difference between being a PMC and a mercenary, but in fact it is in the legal provisions. For us, they are all the same. If we are killed at most, we will retire. As for who is plotting against us,

Who knows." SCAR shrugged, with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

"Then you are really good-tempered." Long Yue smiled: "I just want to make some stable money to spend. If someone really wants to stop me from making money..." Long Yue didn't say any more, but SCAR already understood.
Chapter completed!