Silence, deathly silence. Both teams were stunned. An encounter in such a place was a scene that neither party had imagined. SCAR thought that the enemies were all upstairs, but these people thought that the 141 team had been wiped out.

, naturally I am not so cautious.

That’s why we’re in this embarrassing situation now…

"Damn!" SCAR's reaction was slightly faster. After a brief downtime, SCAR first figured out the current situation. When it raised its left hand, the muzzle of the gun was already pointed at the four mercenaries. It held down its right hand without hesitation.

trigger.

As for the four mercenaries, it's not that no one reacted, but one of them stood at the back with his gun raised, but there was someone standing in front of him. After a slight hesitation, his men were half slower.

shoot.

In such a close encounter, this half-shot can already determine the winner. In other words, life or death.

…

The gun in SCAR's hand was the first to spit out tongues of flame. Although he aimed in panic, the distance was too close. There was no need to consider other factors that would affect the ballistics. He only needed to aim the barrel.

"Bang bang bang", SCAR pulled the trigger, and three bullets flew out vertically. It was not that she couldn't control the recoil of SCAR-L, which was not too big, but that she was in a panic and no longer cared about controlling the recoil. And this distance

, the barrel of the gun has almost been inserted into the opponent's mouth, and the recoil is insignificant.

The three bullets each found their target, and the first shot hit the first person's chest. It was obvious that the equipment of these mercenaries was not that good, and the body armor was also lightweight. When the shot passed, it was immediately

A bloody arrow burst out, and the man lay down.

The second shot was raised a little higher due to the recoil. The result was that it was almost dead, and it was raised just to the second man's head. At such a close distance, the helmet may not be able to withstand it, let alone it was pointed straight at the face.

Called...

One shot passed, and the second man had an extra eye on his face. He was pushed over by the impact of the bullet and lay on the ground without any breath.

But this third shot, under the effect of the recoil, did not hit anyone after all, but shattered the chandelier in the room. With a "crash" sound, the cheap-looking chandelier fell to the ground.

Broken into pieces of glass.

Only then did the two men at the back react, and each fired a shot.

It's just that this accuracy... is really a bit unflattering. In the panic, both shots hit the empty space. Of course, the one standing slightly forward was probably hit by the person in front...

In this situation, there is no option to surrender, only to fight to the death.

Both sides were nervous, put their fingers on the trigger, and started shooting across the field. At the same time, there was a burst of dust flying in the small aisle.

In just a few seconds, the winner has been decided. After all, there are two people on the opposite side, and the firepower is doubled. Although SCAR's shooting skills are better, the shooting skills at such a close distance are no longer important. The body armor on the abdomen is full of

He was shot five times. Although there was no penetration, the pain did not diminish.

Another bullet grazed the ceramic plate of the body armor and directly penetrated her abdomen.

Fortunately, the distance was close enough and the bullets just passed through. Fortunately, the guns in the hands of the remaining two people were AR-15s. The 5.56 bullets could easily cause penetrating wounds at this distance without rolling over.

But even so, the strong pain and impact still made SCAR couldn't help but take two steps back and sat down on the ground.

As for the two people, one was shot in the neck by SCAR and fell to the ground, clutching his neck and gasping violently. The other was shot in the abdomen just like SCAR, but he was slightly better and did not sit down.

On the ground, he could still stand there tremblingly.

Seeing SCAR sitting on the ground, the man tremblingly raised his gun, intending to give SCAR a shot.

"Click". There was a crisp sound, the sound of the AR-15 being idle. There was a wave of passionate shooting at close range, and the bullets of the three people had long been empty.

The mercenary released the handle of the gun with his right hand, pulled out the pistol from his waist, and pointed it at the SCAR.

"It's over..." SCAR sighed secretly, but she was not completely unable to move now. She endured the pain and touched her waist with her right hand.

Just when she was about to touch the handle of the gun, there was a rush of footsteps on the stairs. Both of them were stunned. SCAR then wanted to take out the gun and kill the person in front of her, but the movement was a bit too big and it disturbed the person.

Due to the wound, the movement of his hand was slowed down by half a minute.

There was a gunshot on the stairs, and before the mercenary in front of him had time to pull the trigger, his brains sputtered out, ending his short and miserable sidekick career.

SCAR breathed a long sigh of relief. All four people lost their ability to fight, and the matter was over.

"Are you okay?" The footsteps upstairs came closer and closer. SCAR looked back with difficulty. AK47 leaned down holding the gun, with nervousness written all over her face. Behind her was the same nervous person, holding a gun.

M4 on alert everywhere.

"Fortunately, you go ahead, I'll cover you." SCAR picked up the gun from the ground, removed the empty magazine, took out a full magazine from his tactical vest and pressed it on.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Let's go now." AK47 feigned anger, picked up SCAR's left arm and put it on his shoulder, trying to take her away, but the movement was a little too big, which affected the wound, causing SCAR to cry out in pain.

"How many steps can we walk like this? If we don't save everything, we will be dead." SCAR shook his head: "You guys go quickly, I can delay it for a while."

The people outside must have heard the gunshots and walked past.

AK47 didn't say anything. The best solution now is of course to leave SCAR behind. Not only can the two of them run faster, they don't have to take care of injuries, and the target is smaller.

What's more, the two of them don't have any boxes in their hands. As long as they leave here, they won't be targeted.

But most of 141 is gone, and now we don’t know whether those people are dead or alive. Do we really have to leave them all behind, then go back to Alpha, and wait a little longer to start over?

In a flash of thought, AK47 already had an idea.

"M4, cover." AK47 said fiercely. He hung the gun on his shoulder, picked up SCAR's arm with his left hand, lifted his legs with his right hand, and directly put SCAR on his shoulders, exerted force with his feet, and pointed at

He ran towards the back door.

The M4 followed closely behind, looking at the enemies in front and behind.

"What are you doing? We can't run away like this, let me down!" Although SCAR said so, he didn't resist too much. After all, no one wanted to die. If he really waited there, that would be fine.

Of the ten dead there is no life.

"If you can walk on your own, I will let you down." AK47 gave SCAR a hard look: "If you have time to scream, you might as well get some energy and let me run faster."

This time it was SCAR's turn to roll his eyes. Do you think you have practiced martial arts? You still lift your Qi and lighten your body. Is this wrong?

But having said that, she also took out her pistol in the bumps. Even if she encounters the worst situation, she still has to struggle. Her determination to stay and break up is no longer so strong. No matter who it is, from the gate of hell
Chapter completed!