After returning to the third floor, Abbas hid in the corner and cried: "What should we do? What should we do!?"
"Tear down the curtains and let's hang from the window and climb down!" Carmen proposed a bold idea.
Abbas said with a sad face: "It's too late, it's too late, there is their car down there, and there must be someone in the car... If we go down, we will become the target of the people in the car..."
"What the hell are you saying, do you believe that I shot a hole in your eye socket!?" Carmen was much tougher and calmer than Abbas. She turned around and ordered the bodyguard: "Divide into two groups, and go to the front door in pairs.
Guard the back door, and the remaining people will help me remove the curtains, tie them together, and hang them from this window!"
"yes!"
The bodyguards seemed to be absolutely obedient to Carmen. Of course, no one would look down on Abbas, who cried like a girl when things happened.
The battle on the second floor has ended. The group of men in black slowly walked through the hall. The group at the back door just now reported that Carmen had just tried to escape through the back door and was repulsed.
It seems that the target person on the third floor needs to find another way to leave.
As long as your two groups are fast enough, they should be able to handle it before they come up with a solution and successfully attack the third floor.
These men in black are all battle-hardened veterans, all from famous special forces. Many of them were recruited after performing very difficult and dangerous missions and almost narrowly escaped death, or they committed some serious crimes and were later arrested.
A certain transaction was found and carried out in a military prison.
It can be said that the force they are joining now belongs to a secret project team affiliated with the Intelligence Department. It is independent of all intelligence agencies and only accepts the command of certain senior officials in the USA.
In the eyes of these people, the Holy City Army in front of them is nothing more than a mob with no fighting power at all. It is okay to show off their power in the Middle East, but it is simply not on the same level when they actually go to unfamiliar areas to fight against veteran special forces members like themselves.
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Almost passing through the entire restaurant on the second floor, when he was about to reach the stairs leading to the third floor, suddenly——
Snap——
A glass window on the right was shattered, revealing a bullet hole.
Almost at the same time, before the man in black could react, the second supporter in the group on the right came directly to the ground.
"Ah - there's a sniper!"
He gave a warning as he fell to the ground.
Everyone was helped to the ground almost instantly.
A defender crawled over, quickly took out the first aid kit from his waist bag, and found the wound.
The bullet hit the right arm. Fortunately, the bullet passed through and did not hit the bone.
"Tony! It's okay, it's just a skin injury!"
The guard used scissors to cut open the combat uniform on the support hand's arm, took a look at the wound and said, "Just stop the bleeding. Just bear with it, it only hurts a little bit."
After that, he took off the tourniquet from the support man's combat vest and trapped it above his upper arm to prevent the blood from continuing to seep out. Then he took out a syringe with a diameter of CM and no needle tip from the first aid bag.
Full of pill-like white pills.
Pulling off the cap on the front of the syringe, the guard inserted the syringe directly into the wound on his supporting hand.
"Fake!"
The supporting hand felt severe pain and cursed in a low voice.
The defender ignored the support man's curses. He directly pressed the back end of the syringe and pushed all the small white pills inside into the wound.
Soon, the small pills filled the wound. The guard pulled out the empty syringe and stuffed it into the first aid bag. Then he took out the gauze, tore it open, and bandaged the wound on the supporting hand. Finally, he loosened the tourniquet and patted the supporting hand.
Said: "Get it, Tony, you just suffered a little bit, don't cry for father and mother."
Supporter Tony sighed and said, "Did you see me crying for my father and my mother?"
He took a look at the wound on his arm and found that the bleeding had really stopped and stopped flowing out. He whispered: "This XStat hemostatic agent is really powerful!"
"Of course, it was invented by a former veteran of our army. It can stop bleeding in 15 seconds, super fast!" The guard packed up his things and the two climbed back to their positions.
The two tour leaders were talking in low voices.
"Trouble, is it a sniper from the Holy City Army? They have already made arrangements?"
"Let Cole and the others downstairs find the snipers and kill them!" Another team leader said while pressing the call button on the headset: "Team B called Cole. We encountered a sniper in the restaurant on the second floor.
Ambush, Tony is in trouble, the sniper is on the right side of the Sweet Time Restaurant, that is, on the building to the east. Leave a car on standby. You and Sester go to see what is going on and kill that one.
Sniper!"
"OK!"
Downstairs, the door of the SUV had just opened, and Cole carefully jumped out.
As soon as he landed, a string of bullets fired from the corner knocked him to the ground.
Cole felt something hot coming out of his neck, which was the area not covered by the body armor. The gun used by the other party was exactly the same as his own, the MK18 melee assault rifle. This kind of gun is usually used by special forces.
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Oh shit!
He cursed in his heart, when did the Holy City Army's weapons become so advanced?
He tried to struggle to stand up, but the loss of a large amount of blood caused his body temperature to drop rapidly. His limbs had almost no strength, and he fell down as soon as he got up.
He heard the call of his companion Sester from another car.
However, Cole knew that Seth did not dare to get out of the car because it was obvious that there was at least one gunman nearby targeting the SUVs, perhaps in the opposite direction to the sniper.
Cester was anxious. He didn't think too much. The bullet came from the right side and he wanted to get off the car from the left side.
Climbing over to the passenger seat, Sester carefully opened the door and then retracted into the car.
After hesitating for a while, he saw Cole in the reflector, who was lying on the ground twisting his body and looking very helpless. He gritted his teeth and jumped out of the car.
puff--
Just as he landed, a sniper bullet hit Sester, and a cloud of blood sprayed on the car. He sat down against the car and never moved again.
On the top of the building, Connor raised his head from the scope and whispered on the channel: "Kill a driver."
"I also killed one." Hugo said: "It seems that the brothers of the X mercenary group have not done anything! Are you hiding at the back door and afraid to go up?"
At the back door, Qin Fei did not pay attention to Hugo's provocation.
Fighting is not about being angry and being a hero.
Hiding in a dark corner to the right of the back door.
At this time, Mist ran behind a stone bench on the opposite side, facing the back door.
"Lao Mi, don't be anxious, let's wait, there should be fish in the net soon." After that, Qin Fei reminded Mist: "Wear night vision goggles and noise-canceling headphones, and be careful about surprises from our friends." (