In Nikki's apartment, Jack was about to press further, when suddenly he felt a chill.

In my mind, the image of a man sniping suddenly appeared.

Before Jack's brain had time to react, the conditioned reflex formed over a long period of time controlled his body to retreat.

The next second, a warm wave of heat sprayed on his face, and then there was the sound of glass breaking continuously. Jack touched it with his hand, and it was greasy, and it was blood...

Nikki's eyes were facing Jack, changing from fear to horror, and then gradually losing their luster.

A bullet pierced the artery in her neck. Nikki fell to the ground softly. The wound burst like a balloon. Streams of blood flowed out from the wound at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon turned red.

The ground.

All the surrounding objects were smashed to pieces by the bullets that were fired continuously.

On the opposite side, Lazarev pulled the trigger continuously and emptied an entire magazine in one breath. The glass was smashed into a hornet's nest, and the house was in a mess.

On the ground, a trembling hand grabbed Jack's trouser leg, it was Nikki.

"Save...save me..."

Nikki's voice was imperceptible, and her eyes were full of prayer. She wanted to live.

Jack didn't speak. In this case, if the artery was hit, she would definitely not survive.

Nikki wanted to say something else, but she only managed to utter a few syllables. The wound on her neck caused her to lose the ability to speak.

After a few seconds, the strength on the trouser legs disappeared, Nikki's chest stopped rising and falling, the hand pressing on the wound drooped, and her eyes lost focus.

The only thing Jack could do was to close her eyes for her.

In the building opposite, Lazarev removed his eyes from the sniper scope, and no one could be seen in his field of vision.

At this moment, the air seemed to be quiet, as if everything just turned into dust and smoke under that shooting.

But Lazarev knew not, at least he definitely did not hit Jack Cliff.

Lazarev's figure disappeared from the window, and when he reappeared he had a rope gun in his hand.

With a "whoosh" sound, the steel gun head was shot out, and the rope plunged deeply into the opposite wall, forming a slide across the two buildings.

The next second, Lazarev put on the safety buckle, his body slid on the lanyard, and the UMP45 in his hand continued to shoot suppressively.

At this moment, everyone in "Stumbling Block" watched the entire process on the big screen, especially the section of Lazarev's zipline. Everyone watched from the first-person perspective, and couldn't help but feel chills in their tail bones. The sense of substitution from the first-person perspective

Too strong.

At the other end, Lazarev landed, and the empty UMP was replaced with a new magazine.

The room was quiet, with no sound except for the "ticking" sound of the wall clock on the wall, occasionally accompanied by a few "crackling" sounds of the wall falling off.

Lazarev began to search the room, and the air was filled with a faint smell of blood.

There is a short corridor connected after the foyer, and past the corridor is the living room.

Lazarev was very careful, but even if he deliberately stepped lightly, the old floor still made a "creak" sound from time to time.

He stopped and the room fell into an eerie silence again.

He knew that Jack was hiding somewhere in the living room, ready to give him a fatal blow.

Lazarev was on alert with his gun. He caught a glimpse of a ceramic teapot on the wall, picked it up and threw it two meters in front of him.

The sound of the teapot falling to the ground broke the eerie silence, but the expected gunfire did not sound.

Jack watched Lazarev's performance like a clown. If the P229 in his hand did not have the ability to penetrate walls, and Lazarev was located behind a load-bearing wall, he would have been there long ago.

Kill the opponent.

Even though Lazarev's little trick didn't work, he was not discouraged and continued his careful search.

Jack is waiting patiently for the moment the other party leaves the load-bearing wall.

Lazarev's steps were very light. When he entered the corridor, something happened suddenly when he just reached the door.

Bang bang bang bang bang~~

Gunshots rang out suddenly, and several bullet holes appeared on the originally flat wall. Jack fired several shots through the wall, all of which hit Lazarev's chest.

Except for the load-bearing walls, the entire room is a common wooden structure. The .40 flat-head bullet equipped with the P229 in his hand has enough power to penetrate the wall and kill the living target behind it.

Jack emptied the bullets in the magazine once and was about to go over to check, but suddenly his expression changed drastically.

The next second, he lunged forward. At the moment he fell, the unique firing sound of UMP sounded from where Lazarev was, and countless .45ACP bullets passed through the wall, which was originally only slightly flawed.

It instantly became a hornet’s nest.

On the other side of the wall, Lazarev endured the pain and pulled off his shirt, revealing the Kevlar body armor underneath. Several blocked warheads could be seen on it.

On the ground, Jack rolled continuously and quickly moved away from the area covered by bullets.

At the closest point, the bullet was only a few centimeters away from his scalp.

Lazarev chased and shot all the way, the bullet biting tightly behind Jack, until he ran into the room and was blocked by the load-bearing wall.

When the gunfire stopped, most of the things in this room could not stop the powerful kinetic energy carried by the 45ACP ammunition, except for the load-bearing walls.

I have to admit that the materials used in building houses in the former Soviet Union were really solid.

The gunshots stopped, and Lazarev himself felt uncomfortable. Although Jack's few shots were blocked by Kevlar, he still withstood all the kinetic energy. Even now, his chest is still a little tight, but

Soft tissue contusions are inevitable, and even bone fractures are possible.

After replacing a new magazine, Lazarev continued to press forward.

Jack cunningly played guerrilla warfare with him. The firepower gap between the two sides was too big, and Jack was no match for him in a head-on confrontation.

Relying on his own mind, Jack wandered around the room, always keeping a distance from Lazarev, looking for opportunities to make a sneak attack.

After two consecutive successes, Lazarev was injured, but his fighting style made Jack scruple. Every time he was shot, he did not dodge, but shot at Jack with the attitude of dying together.

This is simply relying on the advantage of firepower to act rogue.

Soon P229 was reduced to scrap metal, and the magazine on him was exhausted.

Lazarev began to gain the upper hand. He didn't give Jack any chance to breathe and kept suppressing it with firepower. It seemed that he had the upper hand, but only he knew that if it weren't for the body armor, he would have been dead.

Every time the opponent hits him through a wall, it gives him the illusion that the opponent has a clairvoyant eye.

After the exchange of fire between the two, the house had already turned into a garbage dump.

In the "Stumbling Block" office area, a group of people witnessed the entire process through the camera on Lazarev's chest.

Although the camera was shaking violently and the viewing experience was so bad that it made people want to vomit, it still did not prevent them from making a judgment, and the 'Pope' temporarily had the upper hand.

In the footage, the 'Pope' has forced the 'Woodpecker' into a small area, and the 'Woodpecker' has not fought back for a while and is most likely out of bullets.

The ‘Pope’ has great advantages.

In the picture, suppressive shooting continues. After emptying the magazine again, the 'Pope' is about to reload, but the 'Woodpecker' seizes this opportunity and rushes over.

He first threw the gun in his hand at the 'Pope', and then took advantage of the latter's opportunity to dodge and crashed into the 'Pope's arms.

On the ground, two people rolled into a ball.

During the fight, the intentions of both sides were very obvious. Lazarev wanted to distance himself and use his secondary weapon, but Jack failed to do what he wanted. He was always entangled with Lazarev, leaving the other side no chance to draw his gun.<

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Elbow strikes, eye pokes, chokeholds, finger snaps, all kinds of moves, you can use them all.
Chapter completed!