The young man could only shrink his head and nod, and with trembling hands, he began to work on the radio equipment he was holding, connecting to Reuter's housekeeper who was currently in Manoma. He was very afraid that the observer on the first floor would die.
By his side, as an auxiliary member of the team, in this case, they are almost always the first targets that the enemy needs to kill. Even if there are several powerful people around him to protect him, how much protection they can play depends on
When he saw that a large chunk of the body of the observer who had just exposed his head was missing in an instant, he no longer had an idea.
After Natalie gave these orders, she also picked up the sniper rifle. The few remaining people around her also separated and followed her to the roof of the building. There was no view.
It's a terrible thing, especially on such a rainy night shrouded in darkness. They want to build this building into a strong fortress, waiting for the target to attack.
On the fifth floor, the extremely quiet atmosphere was finally broken by the sound from the radio equipment. The team members had recovered from their prostrate posture and were once again guarding this important corridor.
"The target has left the roof. All personnel must be on guard to guard their surroundings and not expose their positions." This was the announcement from the radio again, stirring the eardrums of everyone in the darkness through the radio waves. Of course, it also passed through
The sound waves reached Cassia's ears.
"It seems that the sniper rifle has a great deterrent effect. Now I suddenly understand why Kara likes it so much. And they seem to have seen through my plan." In the darkness, Cassia turned off the radio.
Equipment. Although he wanted to keep it turned on to know the latest developments of the enemy, the electronic noise was really too obvious in the building. Through the scope on the sniper rifle just now, he knew that several surgeons had been dispatched in the building to round him up.
.With their sensitive ears, it is not difficult to capture this kind of sound in a quiet building.
The plan to attract the enemy out of the building to encircle him was not successful, but a few surgeons as the main combat force could come out, which was a little comfort to Cassia. Throwing away the radio equipment, Cassia found out
Those forks in the dress pockets. The surface is extremely smooth, and the fine workmanship allows them to produce subtle reflections of light in such a dim environment.
"I just wanted to prepare in advance, but I didn't expect that I would actually use them." Cassia sighed as she walked lightly as a cat in the dark. He had already taken off his moccasins and stepped on the hard ground with his feet.
On the concrete floor, the cold feeling was extremely strong. Without making a sound, Cassia's feet seemed to have turned into the pads of a kitten's feet at this moment. Every step she took was smooth and steady, while maintaining flexibility.
It also eliminates all sounds at their biggest source.
The sound of breathing, the beating of the heart, and the scanning frequency of the sight were all controlled extremely finely, and the fiery red cross pupils burned quietly in the eyes. So she quietly hid her body in the darkness, and Cassia waited quietly.
His first prey walked around the corner in front of him.
The sound of steps was slightly suppressed by the visitor, but it was not to the point that it could not be captured. As a surgeon, my ability to control the body has been further improved, and the control of power has become more subtle. Hold the pistol tightly and press with your fingers.
On the trigger, even if it was a single-shot type, with his dexterous fingers, he was confident that he could shoot all fifteen bullets in the magazine in just three seconds, and he could also shoot all the bullets.
The hit points are all controlled within a very small range.
Those snipers are just ordinary people with relatively rich experience. If I want to deal with them unconsciously on such a rainy night, it won't take much time. The target's strength is at best a first-class surgeon.
We are just people in this stage, as long as we are careful, there won’t be any big problems.
And if there is really a gap in strength, even if you can't kill the opponent, you can still escape by yourself. There are a total of six surgeons surrounding this building, and even the managers are among them. If it doesn't work, just shout loudly.
It only took about ten seconds for them to rush over to support him. He walked forward step by step. In front of him was a corner where black gushes out. He held the pistol very straight and straight, and the even rotation of his head gave him a
It gives you a smooth and broad field of vision, as if you are looking at a long unfolded picture.
Crouching down, the angle of the trigger was slightly lower to trigger the firing pin to hit the rear shell of the bullet. He chose a more careful way to walk through the weird corner in front of him. Then he leaned forward and placed the pistol in the most suitable position.
It was guaranteed that as long as there was an emergency, the bullets shot out could cover the entire area in front of him. He didn't feel anything unusual around him, and then he quietly turned his head to look over there. One eye just looked over.
Looking at the scenery on the other side of the corner, what is reflected in the pupils is a shocking fiery red, which is the color of flames, the color of burning flames.
"Cross pupils, this is the enemy!" His whole body trembled. This was an uncontrollable instinctive reaction. He thought about it in an instant, because there were ordinary personnel in the team, and they all needed to wear fake pupil lenses to cover them.
There were fiery red crosses in his eyes. He subconsciously wanted to shoot, but then he realized that his finger that had been half-pressing the trigger had been released at some point, and in his eyes, the fiery red burning in front of him was also
It is quickly becoming dim.
"What's going on? The target is dead?" He suddenly thought, because only the eyes of the dead will gradually dissipate. Perhaps before his consciousness, he had actually shot and successfully killed the target.
That's not necessarily true. His head became heavy and he couldn't think about anything. Then the fiery red color in his eyes completely disappeared, and he fell completely into bottomless darkness.
He lifted up the body in front of him and quietly moved it to the corner. Then he pulled out the fork that was inserted directly from his chin. After wiping himself clean, Cassia began to take off his clothes.
He put on the combat clothes on the corpse in front of him that was not much different in size from his own.
Very quickly, Cassia moved the body to the corridor after changing clothes. His dexterous fingers pulled out a strong line from the dress, and he began to make some necessary preparations. His goal was always Kara's building
Building, the time left for him during the dance is limited, so he can't waste it on this hide-and-seek game.
Since the enemy wanted to take the initiative to attack what they thought was a strong fortress, Cassia felt that he could not let them down. He just left the dance and understood the importance of politeness and etiquette between people. A sincere invitation from others is
You should respond to them with your own enthusiasm.