With the lessons learned from the past, Irving and the others were much more cautious in their movements, trying to expose the least amount of body area in each attack. However, the Drug Enforcement Administration's personnel began to suffer large casualties.
In just a moment, three people had been beaten to death. Patrick's eyes were bloodshot. These were all his good guys, and several of them had died in just a short while.
"Retreat to the building, retreat, take your people first, I will take the lead..."
After being bombed by an RPG again, Owen urged Patrick to retreat. Now that the enemy is strong and we are weak, and some of their ammunition is in short supply, the wisest choice is to abandon this place, return to the Drug Enforcement Administration building, and use it as a second line of defense.
Continue to defend.
Patrick did not hesitate. The strength of both sides was clear at a glance. His men were injured and killed. Only Owen's Omega and Shepherd's Phantom team could stop the guys outside.
Patrick led his men to retreat, leaving the dead bodies alone, but all the wounded had to be taken away, while Owen led the rest of the men to buy time for them.
A missed RPG flew in from the gap and hit the pickup truck behind. In a blink of an eye, the RPG shooter died under Fred's gun. Weaver found a sniper position to join the battle. Although their side was not large in number
, but there are a lot of snipers, and once a sniper is discovered, the three of them will put down their targets and kill the snipers first. When forming a group, almost all the snipers on the opposite side are killed, and even if there are some left, they can't hide.
Dare to come out.
It’s just that the position of the three of them has become an area that RPG focuses on, so the three of them have to change positions if they can’t fire a few shots.
But even so, the overall situation is still unfavorable to them, and this disadvantage is constantly amplifying.
Under bullet time, Owen quickly took aim and shot a guy who was about to throw a grenade, breaking his hand. The grenade with the safety pin removed fell to the ground and exploded before anyone around him could react.
"Shepherd, withdraw~~~"
Seeing that the time was almost up, Owen urged loudly, and Shepherd, Holt and Bayev began to retreat. After retreating to the parking lot, they began to rely on pickup trucks to cover and shoot. Now it was Owen, Ghost, Heartbeat and e1a's turn.
"Let's go~~"
Several people retreated while fighting, then turned around and walked away. While running, e1a suddenly stumbled and fell to the ground. A bullet just hit the panel behind her, and when the heartbeat next to her tried to pull him, her shoulder popped out.
A touch of blood.
Oops, the other party discovered their intentions and made up their mind to drag them here.
Owen glanced at e1a and Heartbeat, turned around suddenly, knelt down on one knee, and raised his gun to aim. Everything in front of him slowed down, and an RPG flew towards them, but Owen ignored it because the RPG seemed to be facing this direction.
, but it actually missed the mark.
Owen aimed at the first person who appeared, and lightly pulled the trigger twice. The bullet from the muzzle made water ripples in the air, and then hit the guy's neck. The blood mist flew out at a slow speed, and the guy's
The neck was shot through.
Then came the second person, the third person, the fourth person...
At this moment, Irving transformed into a god of death. Irving activated his bullet time to the extreme, seizing every rare opportunity in slow motion. But in the eyes of others, it was the gunshot that killed four people. Irving instantly killed four people.
There was a moment of silence on the battlefield, and Owen almost single-handedly suppressed everyone on the opposite side. The next second, Owen picked up e1a and ran away. With the cover of Shepherd and the others, he quickly ran into the building, almost
This unwilling guy wanted to shoot someone behind the scenes, but was called out one by one by the three members of the sniper team.
As soon as Irving and his team entered the building, Doroc Sanchez's men chased them into the Drug Enforcement Administration. The building was surrounded by people, bursts of gunfire rang out, and almost no one escaped from the glass on the outside side, all of which were shattered.
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"Fake, Marine Team 6 can't come. They are blocked outside. Doroque Sanchez sent a team of people to hold them back..."
Patrick threw the phone to the ground angrily. Owen and his party heard the bad news as soon as they entered the door. The expressions of the people in the room were not very good. There were not only combatants in the building, but also many civilian personnel. This scene really frightened them.
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"Tu tu tu tu tu~~~"
Suddenly there was the sound of propellers in the sky. Someone curiously leaned against the window and looked out. Before others could warn him, a bullet penetrated his head.
"Stay away from the windows!"
Seeing that there were still people trying to get to the window to take a peek, Owen yelled and scolded them.
"Patrick, ask your people to open the ammunition depot. We need weapons, the more the better..."
"Shepherd, take your people to guard the roof, and the rest of you will guard here with me..."
"clear."
Shepherd agreed, replenished ammunition with the members of the Phantom Team and rushed to the roof. They lacked anti-aircraft weapons, but there was only one way down from the roof. They could completely defend it. If it couldn't be done, they would blow up the only passage.
The Drug Enforcement Administration building is a four-story office building. Irving arranged Patrick's people on the first floor, and his Omega team was scattered on the second floor. All other irrelevant people were blown away to the third floor.
Invisibly, Irving had gained command of the scene, and no one raised any objections to his arrangements.
Everyone's tactical vests in Omega were filled with ammunition, grenades, and magazines. Bayev and Fred each carried a box of ammunition and began to arrange it. There was a box of grenades every ten meters. This was also thanks to the Drug Enforcement Administration.
The reserves are sufficient. Although there are no RPGs, there are quite a few grenades.
Before the decoration was finished, there was a fierce exchange of fire upstairs. Someone must have wanted to airborne to the top floor, and the Phantom team had a firefight with the other party.
The fighting situation downstairs also broke out in an instant. The first and second floors were fighting with the invading drug traffickers at the same time. The glass was smashed and the walls were dusted.
There were many people on the other side participating in the attack, including not only the elites, but also ordinary gunmen. However, the two parties could be distinguished at a glance. Owen hid behind the wall, jumped out, shot sideways, and focused on taking care of the elites.
Several guys were killed by Owen, but then an RPG hit the wall where Owen was. Before the shooter could be happy, a bullet penetrated his left eye. The entire battlefield was in chaos. A second ago
You are still looking at the scenery on the bridge, and the next second you become the scenery in other people's eyes.
The RPG hit the wall, and a big hole was opened in the wall beside Owen. Owen himself was blown away by the shock wave, and it took him a long time to get up slowly.
The battle heated up in an instant. Behind every window, there might be someone from Omega shooting out. On the drug dealer side, someone fell every moment, but they also arranged for people to carry out indiscriminate RPG attacks on every window.
Bayev's machine gun was roaring. Fred replaced his sniper rifle and equipped himself with an assault rifle. Swag alone was enough as a sniper. There was no joy or anger on the ghost's skull mask, only the uninterrupted pulling of the trigger.
One magazine was empty, and he immediately replaced it with a new one. Then he threw a grenade out of the window, scaring several guys out from behind the bunker. They were all killed immediately by heart-beating strafing.