Slums, in a room on the second floor of a white building.
A curtain was shaking violently, and the sound of intense poker playing was heard, accompanied by several women's screams from time to time.
On the sofa opposite the curtain, an officer glanced at his watch, frowned, and said seriously: "Mr. Imre, I must remind you that the money has been transferred to your account."
The curtain was still shaking, and the people inside ignored the officer's words. The officer's face was gloomy, his fingers rubbed unconsciously, and he stopped talking.
After about five or six minutes, the curtain was suddenly opened, and a bare-chested dark-skinned muscular man walked out with his pants lifted. He was Imre, the leader of the Black State in this area.
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Imre walked directly to the sofa opposite the officer and sat down, lit a cigar, and said with a smile: "I respect Mr. Gustav, and I am willing to work for him, but I prefer money."
"The price we offered is not low..." the officer said.
"Not enough." Imre interrupted the officer, and then held out a finger: "Everyone has the same price, why should my people take the lead? If you want my people to rush in front, you must add one more
Ten million."
"This is impossible!" The officer immediately shook his head.
"I'm worth the price." Imre looked directly at the officer and said: "I can pick off the head of the Chinese commander's nephew for you and give it to Gustave as a specimen to hang on the wall. Those dirty yellow
Skin monkey will also become..."
"boom!"
Before Imre could finish speaking, a violent explosion suddenly came from upstairs. After a brief moment of deafness, Imre quickly stood up and shouted: "Go upstairs and have a look."
At this time, the ceiling of the third floor was blown open, and the room was filled with dust and smoke, creating chaos. Two team members lay down at the entrance of the hole and fired downwards to cover, and four team members took advantage of the chaos to lock themselves down and enter the room.
"Da da da!"
The bullets struck the strong men who had no time to dodge, bursting out clouds of blood mist. The cards on the gambling table nearby were also scattered everywhere by stray bullets.
After more than ten seconds, the dust dispersed, and the five team members carefully cleaned up the scene and slowly walked toward the door.
At the door, the leading security team member made a gesture and quickly opened the door. The team members behind him immediately threw two grenades to both sides of the corridor.
"Boom, boom!"
After the two explosions, everyone rushed into the corridor in a zigzag pattern and quickly rushed to the stairs with their automatic rifles in hand.
At this moment, the door of a room at the corner of the corridor was suddenly opened, and two or three strong black men rushed out carrying automatic rifles.
The two sides fired fiercely, and countless debris was blown away. A small team used the wall as a bunker and successfully killed the two people on the opposite side. The other person was lying in a pool of blood and stopped moving.
Everyone continued to move forward, firing additional shots as they passed the bodies.
Suddenly, the figure in the pool of blood in the corner suddenly stood up and rushed over with a grenade in his hand: "My cousin, let's die together!"
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Downstairs, Brother Qiu and others had already walked to the white building. He stared at the strong men who were about to rush into the building after hearing the noise, and whispered into the headset: "Action."
Brother Qiu cocked the bolt of his gun, walked up behind a strong man in two or two steps, put it against his head, and fired two shots.
The sound of gunfire instantly alarmed the people in front of them. Just as they were about to turn around, Brother Qiu and Xiaoyu beside him quickly opened fire. Fierce gunfire rang out, and all six or seven strong men on the opposite side fell into a pool of blood.
Brother Qiu and the others didn't look at each other, and quickly ran towards the door. At the same time, he pulled the grenade safety, raised his arm and threw it towards the door.
"Boom!"
Four grenades exploded together, causing the building to shake again. Blood and corpses were everywhere on the ground.
After entering, Brother Qiu directly closed the door on the first floor and bolted the door shut with iron bolts. Xiaoyu glanced at the corridor on the first floor and said, "I'm going to see if Imre is on the first floor."
Brother Qiu grabbed him and said, "No need. Judging from the scattered corpses on the ground, these people must have wanted to rush upstairs before they died."
Xiaoyu nodded, and the voice of the team members upstairs reporting came from Brother Qiu's headphones: "The third floor has been cleaned, and two people have been lost. We are preparing to clean the second floor."
"Okay, let's meet on the second floor." Brother Qiu reached out and picked up an automatic rifle that was not damaged by the bomb, turned the gun bolt, and led Xiaoyu and the others upstairs.
"Da da da!" As soon as they reached the second floor, a row of bullets came over. Brother Qiu lowered his head, hid behind the wall, and said calmly: "Turn off the power!"
The two team members raised their guns at the same time and blew up the electrical box in the stairwell. With a burst of fire, the entire white building went dark. Brother Qiu took out the flashlight, held the gun, and led the people in. .
"Da da da!"
There was a burst of fierce gunfire in the building. After everyone's eyes gradually adapted to the darkness, they found that the hall was full of corpses, with only one officer left, holding his hands high and tremblingly squatting by the wall.
Brother Qiu glanced around and found that Imre was pushing open the window, preparing to jump out of the window to escape.
"boom!"
There was a gunshot, and the bullet penetrated Imre's right arm. He lost his balance and fell on the window sill.
Brother Qiu strode over, pulled Imre off, and pushed him to the ground.
Imre covered his thighs and shouted hysterically: "Idiot raised by my cousin!! Whose people are you...!"
"Bang bang!"
Two members of the security team took the handles of their guns and simply and roughly hit Imre on the head, knocking him unconscious on the spot.
After Imre shut up, Brother Qiu glanced downstairs along the window that Imre pushed open. At this time, hundreds of members of the Black Party had gathered densely outside the white building. They all held guns and shot Bai. The building was completely surrounded by water.
"Da da da!"
A row of bullets hit the window. Brother Qiu put his head back and commanded into the headset expressionlessly: "There are more people on the other side than we thought. The three groups changed their positions and are ready to escort us out."
After speaking, Brother Qiu waved his hand and asked two team members to escort Imre and prepare to leave.
"Take him with you." Brother Qiu glanced at the officer in military uniform squatting next to him and said concisely.
Just as they were about to go downstairs, a door next to them was suddenly opened, and a black man rushed out with a machete, and stabbed Brother Qiu in the stomach.
Brother Qiu turned to one side, and the knife made a big gash on his waist. Blood spurted out instantly. The team members next to him immediately opened fire, beating the black man into a sieve.
Brother Qiu took off his shirt, tied it around his waist, and then continued to lead the team members downstairs with the automatic walker.
At this time, there was a "bang" at the gate, the door was knocked open, and dozens of black men with guns and ammunition broke in, surrounding Brother Qiu and others.
"Get out of here!" Brother Qiu pointed his gun at Imre's head and cursed at these black state elements, but the people opposite him were unmoved.
Imre grinned: "Oh my God, what are you thinking? Do you think these people can take me away? Take a good look, they are all my people! They can take me down with one shot. Beat you to a pulp!"
Hearing this, Brother Qiu threw the automatic rifle to his men. He grabbed the officer next to him by his hair, pulled out his dagger, and stabbed him in the neck one after another. While stabbing, he shouted in English: "Get out of here, give me all. roll!"
The officer died on the spot, and blood spurted out from his neck! The people below were a little touched and silently took two or three steps back.
"I told you to retreat!!!" Brother Qiu, half of his body was stained red with blood. He pushed the officer's body down the stairs, then pulled Imre over and stabbed him in the waist with two knives! Then again The knife stabbed Imre's thigh, then slashed downwards, directly cutting a large bloody gash.
"Go away or not?" Brother Qiu pointed at the group of black people downstairs with his blood-stained military thorn, his face expressionless and his eyes fierce.
Imre's legs were weak at that time. He endured the pain and hurriedly shouted: "Listen to him! Get out of here!!"
The crowd then backed away. As soon as they left the White Building, Brother Qiu immediately ordered to Mai: "Group 2, take action."
On the street behind, seven or eight team members who were hiding in the dark suddenly took out their triangle scarves and covered their faces. They each took out their hand buds, fired directional blasts, and threw them directly towards the crowd at the entrance of the White Building.