In room 503, Alves sneered disapprovingly. He quickly smoked his last cigarette, wiped out the cigarette butt, flicked it away, put the bulletproof shield in front of him, held it with his knees, and held an MP5 submachine gun in each hand. There were also other people around him.
A bunch of magazines and a dozen grenades were removed from the SWAT police.
Unless the building is blown up directly, Alves is convinced that he can severely damage any opponent, even top-notch special forces. As for promising Erya to break out of the siege... in order to prevent the police from discovering Erya's escape route later.
, he had to break his promise and lie.
A white lie.
As a killer, tonight is the most glorious moment in his life!
Tsk...the screams were harsh, and the smoke-belching objects were shot one after another from the apartment opposite the window into room 503. From the sound, Alves judged that it was tear gas fired from a grenade gun. What was supposed to come, finally came, and his face
A slightly tragic and heroic smile bloomed on his face, and he put on the gas mask and infrared night vision goggles left behind by the dead SWAT officer.
Infrared night vision glasses are different from low-light night vision devices.
Low-light night vision devices amplify weak light enough to see objects.
Infrared night vision devices are also known as thermal imagers. Even if there is no light or the room is filled with smoke, as long as the enemy's body emits heat, it will appear on the eyepiece.
Smoke enveloped the entire room, footsteps sounded outside the corridor, and someone entered. Alves held the trigger of his submachine gun and waited patiently.
The footsteps suddenly stopped at the door, and then something was thrown in. Then the fire started to rise. It was an incendiary bomb, igniting the furniture and debris. Although the fire gradually illuminated the room, the room was filled with smoke and it was still impossible to see anything.
There were two moments.
Alves sneered in his heart and took off his infrared night vision device. In the fire, this thing was useless. Looking at this posture, the opponent was well prepared and even wanted to capture him alive.
He is fearless and waits for the final battle.
At the door of the room, a tactical team of the SAS army used wheeled shields to cover the front and rushed into the room. They accurately determined where Alves was hiding.
Alves listened to the sound and identified the position, calculated the moment when the opponent showed his head, and pulled the trigger. The MP5, which has a slight recoil and is accurate and favored by various policemen, spit out tongues of fire.
Ding-ding-ding-ding.
The bullet hit the wheeled bulletproof shield and made a crisp sound.
At the same time, two SAS Counter-Strike fighters entered through the window, and the two groups attacked Alves in the corner. Alves methodically threw away the gun in his right hand, picked up the grenade, bit off the pull tab, and threw it out with his left hand.
MP5, it can actually shoot stably, it can do two things at once, it's so powerful that it's outrageous.
The two people who entered through the window were shot in the head almost simultaneously as soon as their feet touched the ground.
The tactical team that broke in through the door were knocked upside down by the grenade blast. Because the distance was too close, many grenade fragments shot towards the corner where Alves was hiding. Thanks to the bulletproof shield that had been put up in advance, it blocked the fragments for him.
sas frustrated.
As a result, many parties reached a consensus to kill Alves.
Killing is not killing, so there are many ways. A grenade was fired from the apartment building opposite, and room 503 exploded. The roaring fire shattered the broken windows into pieces.
The room was full of fire and was in a mess. The shield that had previously protected Alves was turned sideways in the corner. Alves was lying motionless by the wall, his clothes were ragged and stained with blood.
The SAS people rushed into the room, surrounded Alves who seemed to be both alive and unconscious, and carefully handcuffed Alves' hands. The people who rushed in later put out the fire.
Ball was called to the scene to identify the man in SWAT uniforms as Alves.
The SAS man got out of the way, and Bauer frowned and approached Alves, who was handcuffed behind his back. He was lying on his back, and he couldn't see his face, so he simply squatted down and turned Alves over.
Following Bauer's movements, the people around him gathered around curiously. It didn't matter if they didn't look. They were shocked to death. There were more than a dozen grenades under Yarvis, and several of them had been pulled out. When Yarvis
When Weiss's heavy body was turned over, these grenades were the last insurance...the gripping blades lost their weight and automatically bounced up.
Some people exclaimed, and some people ran towards the door.
Move quickly, you can run a long way in three to five seconds, but there are too many people in the room, and they are all squeezing towards the door. You push and pull, but who can run far? The most helpless one is probably the squatting Ball, this guy
He also wanted to run, but Alves, who was pretending to be unconscious, clamped his waist with his legs.
"I will hold you back until I die." After saying this, Alves laughed wildly. On the verge of death, he was still bold and bold. The voices and smiles of his parents, the beautiful figure of his first girlfriend, and Erya's cuteness all came to Alves' mind.
"Let me go..." Ball struggled wildly.
Boom... The grenade exploded, killing Bauer's desire to survive and shattering the beautiful pictures in Alves' mind. More than a dozen grenades exploded, creating an earth-shattering power.
People inside and outside the building were stunned.
In an alley a few hundred meters away from the building where the explosion occurred, Erya, who climbed out of a roadside pipe well a few minutes ago, burst into tears and murmured: "Master, you are lying."
At this time, the patrolling policeman spotted Erya and approached quickly.
The extremely sad Erya wanted to go forward and avenge her master, but her rationality suppressed this impulse. She knew that once she got entangled with these policemen, it would be difficult to escape.
The little girl ran like a girl.
It's not that I'm afraid of being caught, it's that I can't let the master die worthless.
When the police saw Erya running away, they were convinced that she was the person they were looking for. While calling for support, they chased after her.
In the dark streets, Erya was running alone, with soldiers chasing behind her. Police sirens were approaching from different directions, and police dogs were barking. She felt trapped in an invisible universe, with a feeling of powerlessness that she could not escape from.
She gritted her teeth and persisted, with tears on her face showing her determination to fight to the death. She ran out of the dark alley, reached the intersection, and stopped suddenly.
The front, left, and right directions were either blocked by police cars, or there were special police officers with police dogs blocking the way, and the sounds of chaotic footsteps from behind were getting closer and closer.
Erya has no way to escape.
She stood alone in the middle of the crossroads, with resentment, unwillingness, and sadness intertwined on her little face. People who cared about her couldn't help but feel how heartbroken they were when they saw this scene.
"Hold your head and squat down!" a police officer shouted. It seemed that he was really scared of being tortured and did not dare to take it lightly when dealing with a 14-year-old girl like Erya.
Erya stood motionless.
The police who surrounded Erya slowly narrowed the circle. To prevent accidents, the special police released the police dog. The strong German shepherd dog ran for more than ten meters and flew towards Erya.
Erya closed her eyes.
Since she can't jump, why bother to resist in vain? What she has to do now is not to anger the police, live well, and avenge her master alive.
The moment the ferocious German Shepherd pounced on Erya with its front paws, its head exploded strangely, and an invisible force flew the beast more than three meters away before landing heavily on the ground.
