The muzzle of the gun was subconsciously pointed at the corridor, and the finger that had just been released was forced to press on the cold trigger. The sweat that looked like mucus on the hand had not had time to be wiped off on the clothes. The feeling mixed with the coldness made them
I feel very awkward.
They held their breath, and the beating of their hearts was forcibly suppressed. Their eyes penetrated through the darkness, and they looked at the same place together, which was the corner of the corridor, a small pause on the folding staircase.
Platform.
A foot suddenly stepped into their field of vision, and then the whole body. More than a dozen beams of light were all shot through in an instant, and the dim light in the corridor turned into a blazing white color. People walking up the stairs subconsciously squinted.
He opened his eyes, and then covered his eyes with his own blood-stained hands. He did not appear to be a strong figure, the most common short hair, with blood mixed everywhere on his body, an expression of pain and weakness on his face, and his feet
The body was also slightly bent, with intermittent brief twitches. There was another person dragging behind him. He was already in a coma, and seemed to have been seriously injured. His whole body was paralyzed without strength. His head was
Buried in the arms of the standing man, a hand hugged him from under his arm, supporting his soft body so that he would not lie down on the stairs.
The person being hugged was still bleeding, and in less than a second or two, a lot of blood dripped on the ground.
"Hurry up and get the medical equipment. A few people will help you. It's just that the internal organs are bleeding badly and the arteries are a little damaged. Stop the bleeding in time. This person can still be saved!" The voice was extremely hoarse, accompanied by one or two coughs. There was no way to judge the tone of the voice.
To whom does it belong?
Under the light, this person was in a hurry, and it was difficult to climb the stairs, but there was a feeling of unusual speed in their eyes. He couldn't see his face, but his clothes and body shape showed that he was from the other team, no matter what.
Whether it’s the expression on his face, his body that’s teetering when climbing the stairs, or the bright blood, these are not fake.
The blood followed the dragging of the corpse, leaving a bright trace on the corridor. Regardless of the shouts of "just stand there and don't move" from those on the corridor, Cassia had just seen clearly through the gaps between her fingers that there was something here.
How many people had come, and through the light source of more than a dozen beams of light, he could grasp the location of each of them. He buried his head and continued to climb the stairs. This performance was becoming more and more real, and the sound of the music would soon be
The last interaction started, and that was the most exciting part of this stage play.
The captain of the team was hesitant, but when he thought about the content of the broadcast just now and looked at the man who was dragging the seriously injured man halfway up the stairs, he finally sighed in his heart.
He gestured to the person on the side and said: "Go over and help! Stop the bleeding first and move gently."
The team members who had been watching him waiting for orders finally breathed a sigh of relief at this moment. Their stiff fingers moved away from the trigger position. Several people smoothly put away the large fire guns and hung them behind their backs. They stood up and touched themselves.
Carrying emergency hemostatic gauze with him, he stepped into the stairs in a few steps to help the two wounded people who looked like they were about to die.
Sighing, Cassia's cross pupils slowly opened on her buried face, and she silently said in her heart, "Thank you for your kindness, I will always remember it."
There was no hesitation in the movements of his hands. Perhaps the fights and killings between strangers were so unpredictable at times. The reasons really don’t need to be too sufficient. Often, at the moment when the trigger is pulled, everyone’s mind
The idea is to let the bullet hit the opponent no matter what, in order to kill the enemy, which is not necessarily true.
The team leader finally relaxed his mood at this time. He put away the musket. Even if he held the cold steel killing firearm for so long, there was no warmth left on it. After stretching his stiff body, he was walking towards the two
The wounded are going to go there in person to help treat their injuries. As a squad leader, he has more experience.
But as soon as his legs were ordered to walk less than a step away, there seemed to be a majestic body in front of him. In fact, it was not that the body really looked that strong, but the feeling that body gave him made him feel that even if
It looks like a standard human body, but it definitely contains powerful power that humans should never have.
The dozen or so team members who had put away their guns were destined to have no chance to pull the trigger again. But in the end, gunfire rang out on the fifth floor. It was Cassia who deliberately pressed the trigger to shoot. The sound interaction was confusing, and even
In the next few seconds, violent explosions could be heard around the whole building. It was the sound of steel-cased bombs.
When the sound of gunshots came from the ground floor, Natalie stood up without hesitation and ordered one person to stay on the top of the building to observe the surrounding situation. She and the other two people hurried down the corridor. However,
Communication sounds came from the radio equipment, and Natalie first felt something was wrong.
She slowed down her speed. Because of the different levels and stages of the surgery, she ran ahead of the two people behind her. The lingering sound of gunshots in the corridor that had not completely dissipated made her look serious. When she waited
When she fell down a few flights of stairs, the slight tremor caused by the explosion of the steel bomb in the building made her heart skip a beat. Hanging the sniper rifle behind her, she pulled out her pistol and jumped onto the stairs between the fifth and sixth floors.
, the only sound left in the quiet surroundings at this moment was the sound of falling rain coming from outside.
Holding the gun, in Natalie's eyes, the corridor below was full of corpses that were damaged beyond recognition by steel-cased bombs. The lamps on several firecrackers were lucky enough to survive the fragments of the steel-cased bombs, giving this area
The spacious staircase contributes quite a lot of light.
There were no groans or moans from the seriously injured, and there were not even unconscious twitches on the corpses. In just a few seconds, they were completely dead.
Looking at the scene in front of her, Natalie was thinking about what happened. The instinctive danger signal in her body made her take a step forward without hesitation. At the same time, her head turned to look at the fifth corridor. When he turned around with the pistol, intending to shoot randomly to keep the source of danger away from him, his sight that he turned around was completely occupied by a human figure.
No wonder she didn't notice at all. It turned out that the enemy was not wearing shoes. When this idea emerged in her mind, the pair of slightly white feet had already kicked towards her body. Although she moved a step forward to let her body The force impact she endured was reduced to a minimum, but after the pair of feet lifted the pistol from her hand, it still struck her body with huge force.
The body was almost thrown down the stairs. But at this moment, Natalie also fully demonstrated that as a woman, the body is relatively light, soft and flexible. The subtle control did not make her fall down the stairs abruptly, but She landed on the ground in a normal posture. She tapped the ground several times with her feet. When she released the excess strength in an instant, she also pulled the sniper rifle. When she landed, she just finished adjusting the position of the sniper rifle. Her body made a big turn following the impact of the impact down the stairs. Although every step was reluctant and hurried, a few steps on her feet still made her body turn around and face the corridor behind her.
Natalie didn't aim at the target, and even when the images in her eyes were still confused, she thought she had to shoot. The sniper rifle was obtained from Kara, both the gun itself and the dozens of rounds. The bullets have been re-modified. This makes every bullet fired by this sniper rifle extremely powerful.
As long as it touches some edges, she will have a chance to fight back. Natalie's fingers followed the familiar feeling and touched the trigger of the sniper rifle. But her whole body trembled at this moment, because what she touched was not the trigger. It was a warm hand with some sticky stuff on it. The trigger had been completely bent.
The image in her eyes was also transformed into the picture in front of her. There was nothing else, only a pair of fiery red cross pupils looking directly into her eyes. At this moment, Natalie's entire field of vision was filled. The enemy had already arrived before she knew it. He stood firmly in front of her, and the distance was still so close.
"It's happened." Natalie exclaimed subconsciously, and then she felt her neck being held by a steely hand. When her body was lifted up, she was forced to hit the wall of the corridor beside her. Above. The soft lime wall peeled off piece by piece, revealing large areas of gray-white burnt bricks. The bones on the body crackled, like the sound of friction on old gears. The head was also hit in pain, and there was a short-term trance state. .
When Natalie was forced to wake up due to shortness of breath, she found that she was no longer in the corridor. She seemed to be in a ruins, and the surrounding walls were full of hideous bullet holes.
This is Kara's room! Natalie reacted, and then felt that her body was still suspended in the air, the feeling of being oppressed in her throat still existed, and there was severe pain everywhere in her body. Looking down, she saw an indifferent face
On her face, the astonishing pair of blood-red cross pupils were looking up at her. The irrepressible aura of rage in her pupils made Natalie not choose to take unnecessary actions, because she knew that as soon as she had this thought, she would
A hand will definitely crush her neck without hesitation. With a pitiful look on her face, she looked towards the broken metal door, expecting the two surgeons behind her to save her.
"No need to look, the two people behind you are dead." Cassia looked at Natalie's face and said coldly.
"And don't think about using this face to make me soft, I'm used to it." Cassia said expressionlessly, "Answer me, how is Kara now?"