In the end, these people did not run into the alley. The first explosion was followed by the second and third explosions. A heat wave with a huge impact rolled in like a tsunami and swallowed four people in an instant.
The figure of the Russian army.
No matter how fast No. 18 was, he ran in the direction of the heat wave. The heat wave coming out of the alley was like the fists of countless boxers, hitting his whole body hard. Suddenly, his whole body was overturned, along with him.
The truck behind him was also overturned.
Under the huge impact, countless bricks, cement, and steel bar fragments flew around like flowers scattered by a goddess under the impact.
These fragments were also extremely lethal. No. 18 was overturned by the heat wave and rolled several times on the spot. Then he fell to the ground. Dust and sparks flew up at the same time. Within half a second, No. 18 was completely covered in blood.
dust.
The car was parked at the entrance of the alley, and there was a ruins separated from the building with serial bombs. However, under the power of the bombs, the dangerous ruins collapsed. The sound of booming was endless, shaking the ground.
Trembling, as if all objects would be buried deep underground.
Not only did the ground at the explosion point tremble, but the huge explosion force shook the ground throughout the city.
Thick smoke and all-devouring fire surged toward the sky. Duan Zhaoan, who was still dealing with the lieutenant colonel in the square, turned around when he heard the first explosion. His eyes suddenly froze, and he suddenly became as majestic as a king.
Pressed forward, he looked at the stunned Lieutenant Colonel and said every word like a cold arrow: "Lieutenant Colonel,..."
The voice was interrupted by a Russian soldier who ran down from the bell tower: "Lieutenant Colonel, the bomb disposal failed!!"
Duan Zhaoan's handsome face was as cold as ice, and his cold gaze swept across the lieutenant colonel. From standing up to leaving, the whole process passed by like a wind.
Lieutenant Colonel Grotelv, who was so tired that his eyes were bloodshot and red, stood up. His eyebrows were knitted into knots, and he couldn't think of any more rest. He strode out of the cafe.
The bomb disposal failed..., the series of explosions just now were caused by the failure of bomb disposal, then... all the people, including the hostages... must have been broken into pieces.
The pale-faced Lieutenant Colonel Groteleff changed from striding to trotting to running wildly.
"No. 2, calm down!" In the center of the square, No. 17 hugged Duan Zhaoan's body tightly, with an angry look on his face, and yelled at the top of his lungs: "You are useless if you go now! If you die, you will die!"
! They are not dead. If you don’t go over, they are not dead either! If you go over now, it will be the same as sending death!"
After all, No. 17's strength was a little weak. Duan Zhaoan grabbed his shoulders with both hands and threw him to the ground with a shoulder smash. He was silent and even more terrifying. He exuded a strong and violent temperament, as if
Shura came out of the blood pool.
If...she is still here, he must save her! If she is not here..., no, no! She must be here!
His persistence made No. 17 furious in an instant. He picked up the gun and rushed over, using the butt of the gun to hit Duan Zhaoan on the back of the head... In desperation, the hammer hit Duan Zhaoan directly on the shoulder.
"Depend on!"
No. 17, with red eyes, swore loudly. He ran after him and grabbed Duan Zhaoan's legs, causing both of them to fall.
"Let go, Qi Ping!"
The low voice was very calm, so calm that it made people's hearts beat. Looking at No. 17 hugging his legs, Duan Zhaoan said: "One is my comrade in arms, and the other is my girlfriend. I have to find them."
