"Stop it!" The corporal commander was struggling like a fish. The stairs here had not been scouted in advance. There were not even lights now. The only bright light outside could not illuminate this place, let alone the booby traps under the feet.

, even if someone is squatting in the corner, you can't see it. The stairs are very narrow. If a booby trap explodes here, the shock wave and shrapnel will bounce back and forth in the stairwell, causing greater damage. Regardless of whether the task can be completed, even if

It would be better to run away without completing the mission than to die here.

Seeing that the evil star behind had not caught up, everyone stopped and looked around. In fact, it was of no use. After the strange grenade exploded, all the night vision devices became inoperable. Several people took out

I tried to use my phone to look for directions, but no matter how I pressed it, it just didn’t respond.

"Did you bring a flashlight? Take it out and shine it. Doesn't that person always carry a flashlight?" The corporal commander turned around and looked around to find someone. Unfortunately, the dark corridor swallowed up all visible light, and it was really hard to see where he was.

"He's dead... He was the first one to give a warning just now." Someone replied faintly. There was sadness in his voice. His teammate who was still alive and kicking just now died outside, and he didn't even dare to go back with his body.

move.

The team leader was silent. They were originally just catching some reckless thieves in the periphery, but today they have to fight with these professional PMCs here. Now, it’s good that they haven’t even touched their sides. The entire team

More than half of them have been lost. Only the two and a half groups of them are left, still staying in this invisible corridor. The captain's hand hung down slightly stiffly, and he slowly touched his pocket, looking for a cigarette.

, his hand touched a hard square object while trembling.

"Yes." The captain's brows relaxed a little. He put his hand into his pocket and took out a gold-plated windproof lighter. This lighter was very beautiful. Although the carvings on the outer shell could not be called the work of a master, it was still beautiful.

Extraordinary, the gold-plated shell looks very luxurious. This is a lighter that was produced before the disaster. It is already considered an antique. His friend did not escape the catastrophe and gave him this lighter before he died.

In this environment, he didn't have time to express so much. He held the gun in his right hand and opened the lighter with his left hand. He rubbed the flint on it and lit it. A bright light appeared in the dark corridor. The captain took it

Looking around with the only light source, all the team members were watching it quietly. Although they acted very calmly, the panic on their faces had betrayed them. The continuous nervous tension and high tension had already made their

Their psychological endurance has reached its limit, and they are about to collapse. The team leader has already seen something on their faces that should not appear.

despair.

"Don't panic, we can get out." The team leader shouted, but his voice was slightly trembling. He didn't have any confidence in his heart, but he knew that he could panic, but not chaos. He was going to be in chaos, and the brothers under him

I have to explain everything here. He squatted down and carefully groped forward by the dim light of the lighter. He walked for a long time on the dozen or so steps from the third floor to the fourth floor. Maybe it was for psychological reasons. Waiting for him to leave

When we got to the top, a large area of ​​our back was soaked with sweat. When we reached the fire door on the fourth floor, the team leader grabbed the handle and pulled hard. The fire door swayed slightly but did not open.

"Gan." The team leader kicked the door hard. The seemingly fragile fire door shook violently twice, and then returned to its original state without even a trace of dust falling.

"What's wrong with your head?" the person behind asked tremblingly.

"The door...is stuck." The team leader wiped his hands on his clothes, took out a small piece of chocolate-sized stuff from his pocket, placed it directly near the door lock, and inserted a short detonator.

, just as the flame of the lighter was about to be attached, the light of the flame illuminated something unusual. Logically speaking, most of the walls in the building that has not been whitewashed should be cement-like gray, but here it is different.

The usual yellow color. The team leader slowly leaned the lighter over. The yellow color on the wall was not a stain, but some yellow lumps.

"What... is this?" the team leader murmured, and the lighter also moved forward. A rope wrapped in black tape stretched out from under the yellow block, and passed through a hole in the wall.

, looking at this irregular appearance, it should not have been there when the building was built, it should have been temporarily prepared. The captain's lighter was stretched upward, and a line of letters on the yellow block also showed the prototype. The captain

His eyes widened, fear crawled into his heart like tentacles, and cold sweat dripped down his temples. He knocked away the people waiting on the stairs like crazy, and swept the lighter left and right near the wall, as if confirming something.

Same. Everyone stared at him in confusion, waiting for him to give an explanation. After scanning around, he stopped and leaned against the wall as if he was exhausted. The lighter in his hand, which did not weigh much, fell to the ground.

Before the flames were extinguished, a man bravely stepped forward and saw a yellow block in the light of the fire. A line of letters on it made his hair stand up.

"TNT!" The brave ones were now scared out of their wits. They had just started a fire and walked around the stairwell with a TNT outer wall, and even had a gun battle nearby. Everyone rushed towards it like crazy.

They arrived at the door on the third floor. The door there was blown open and must still be open. But when they ran there, they were completely desperate. There was a large cabinet blocking the door, and several strong people.

Even though they tried their best, they couldn't make it move even half a minute. Several people sat down on the ground. Under this situation, even the most optimistic people could not find any reason to be optimistic. The despair in the air had reached

The concentration is lethal enough.

"Why haven't these useless snacks come out yet?" Robert was pacing around outside the building. Starting from three minutes ago, the people who entered the building seemed to have disappeared from the world. The communication was completely interrupted, and Robert felt like

A blind person is just like a deaf person, knowing nothing about what is going on inside.

"You, you. Come in with me and see what's going on." Robert picked up the gun and shot two relatively intact people. The two reluctantly picked up the gun, but they were tired and crooked in the original place.

The ground refused to move. There was no other reason. There were no lighting facilities inside, and the night vision goggles were basically focused on the people who entered. There happened to be neither of them. Robert wore an infrared night vision goggle on his head, so of course he didn't panic.

But these two brothers were already panicking. No matter how confident they were in their own skills, they were still not confident enough to win the fight even if they were blindfolded. What’s more, the opponents were PMCs. When it came to tactics and combat skills, these guys were professionals.

.It is obviously a job that will lead to death, so of course no one is willing to do it.

"What are you waiting for?" Robert's angry shout frightened the two of them, and they had no choice but to stagger forward.

However, they did not worry for long. A violent explosion resounded throughout the wealthy area, and the glass that had been installed on the third floor was shattered. Even if they did not see the scene, they could tell by the sound alone. The enemy had released so many

The explosives were definitely not just for the purpose of making a sound. The explosives must have played their role. Robert raised his head and seemed to see the souls of these fifteen people floating in the air. With such a violent explosion, they might not even have a whole corpse.
Chapter completed!