Two members of the Gravedigger, wearing jackets and tactical pants, one on the left and one on the right, were searching forward against the wall.
They had to be careful every step they took. This was the maintenance area and there was a lot of sand on the ground. They tried their best to prevent their tactical boots from making any noise on the floor, which would expose their whereabouts.
"Grove, report the situation."
One of them, with the help of a throat-shock earphone, softly called his accomplices on the channel.
This time, a total of eight of them came and followed Ximen to search for Charlotte in the maintenance area of the castle.
After entering the maintenance area, they divided into four groups and searched in groups of two. If they found the princess and her bodyguard, they would immediately fire a warning shot, and other groups would quickly move in for reinforcements.
But things didn't seem to be going well, because they found that it was eerily quiet here, and there had been no gunfight since the four teams entered the maintenance area.
This means that no group can find the target.
Silence is not a good thing.
In particular, the two found that no matter who they called in the channel, fewer and fewer people responded. Until now, they could no longer call any group of accomplices except themselves.
In the maintenance area of the castle, due to repairs, many lights have been removed for protection, so that workers can repaint the paintings on the walls, so the lights here appear a bit dim.
sand--
One of them accidentally stepped on the sand on the ground and made a sound.
The accomplice opposite suddenly turned his head, raised his index finger and made a "shh" motion on his lips.
Then, he pointed to the corner ahead.
The man who stepped on the sand moved to the left, adjusted his sight, and looked in the direction pointed by his accomplice.
At first glance, I felt like I was losing my temper.
Around the corner, a pair of tactical boots appeared, and it looked like someone was lying there.
The two men held guns and approached cautiously.
Sure enough, the person on the ground was a member of another group. One of the gravediggers squatted down, touched the neck of the person on the ground, then raised his head and shook his head at his companion.
The meaning was already obvious, and people died.
sand--
There was a sudden noise from the passage on the right.
The two men suddenly turned their guns, and a black figure flashed across their sights and disappeared in front of a door.
Two G36 automatic rifles fired at the same time, and the warheads hit the wall and caused stone fragments to fly everywhere.
They took turns taking cover and walked together towards the place where the sound came from, until they finished loading the magazines one after the other and replaced them with new ones.
When they arrived at the door, the two of them did not dare to enter rashly. They made a few tactical sign language gestures and pulled off the grenades at the same time.
Ding--
The spring blade of the grenade bounced up after the safety ring was pulled off. The person on the right stretched out his hand to push open the door, and then two grenades were thrown into the room one after the other.
This has the advantage that even if the people inside react quickly enough, it is impossible to kick away or throw away two grenades at the same time.
boom--
boom--
The air wave carried thick dust and blasted the door full of holes. Half of the door collapsed and hung on the door frame.
The power of two grenades in a closed space like a room is more than twice as powerful as in an open space.
After the explosion, the two-person team rushed into the room, one from the left and the other from the right, searching for their opponents in the smoke that had not yet dissipated.
This is just a small room, about ten square meters. There is a window on the right. The glass has been shattered by the impact, and the cold wind is blowing in from the outside.
no one.
There was no shelter in the room, and it was completely empty. You could see every corner at a glance. There was nothing except the black explosion marks left by the explosion on the ground.
"Fake!"
One of them couldn't help cursing: "Are you sure you saw him go in from here?"
"Didn't you see it too?" His accomplice couldn't help but ask.
"There is no inner room here." The gravedigger glanced around, "Could he do magic!?"
The two of them were startled almost at the same time, quickly raised their heads, and pointed their guns upward at the same time.
There is no one in the room, maybe on the roof. Many places on the roof here have bow-shaped domes, and there are places to hide.
There was no roof either, and the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.
"What the hell!" One of the gravediggers couldn't help complaining, "Are we going to find the boss? Why does he seem to have disappeared?"
Indeed, no matter how the two of them called Ximen on the channel before, Ximen did not answer and seemed to have disappeared.
"Boss, where are you? It seems that all our people are dead..."
Still quiet and no response.
puff--
With a dull gunshot, the guy fell limply to the ground like a wet rag before his voice hit the ground.
"Fake!"
The other gravedigger turned into a cat with explosive hair. The gunfire came from behind. There was a wall there. There was no one there just now. Could it be that this person knows how to be invisible!?
Even being invisible is impossible! Two grenades exploded in a ten-square-meter room, and even an African rhinoceros would have been killed.
Turning the muzzle of the gun, he saw the window on the wall. A black figure stretched out half of his body, holding a Glock 17 pistol equipped with a silencer, aiming at him.
"shit!"
This sentence floated through his mind, and his finger was about to press the trigger.
Puff puff--
Three shots were fired in succession, all hitting him in the neck and face, knocking him back repeatedly.
Before he died, the trigger of the gun was still depressed. The G36 assault rifle drew an arc in his hand, flames spurted out from around the flame suppressor, and all the dense bullets hit the walls and roof.
, leaving dozens of bullet holes and falling a lot of dust.
Finally, his back hit the wall hard and he sat down next to the wall, smearing a large blood stain on the wall and never moved again.
Eric outside the window dexterously jumped in from the outside, walked to the two corpses, shot each of them, then squatted down, searched the two people for ammunition, picked up a G36 on his back, and pushed
Opening the door and walking into the corridor, he straightened the shaky door and closed it, as gracefully as a guest leaving the hotel.
After walking a few steps in the corridor, suddenly, I heard the sound of the safety being pulled up behind me.
Eric closed his eyes and sighed.
Who else but Ximen can come behind him without knowing it?
It seems that the eight people who died before were just bait. Simon knew that Eric was not an ordinary assassin. He was one of the twelve disciples of the Brotherhood of the Holy Cross. Both parties knew the strength of their opponents very well.
Ximen has been secretly observing, waiting for opportunities.
And now, the opportunity has finally come.
"John, tell me, how do you want to die?" Simon's voice was as cold as the ice floe on the sea near Castle Island at this moment.