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667 Rescue

Both of them were shot in the chest, and both of their bullets were blocked by body armor. Owen fell to the ground, with severe chest pain, but Swager grabbed his gun at this time. Owen reacted, and Swager shot him.

He thought it was the real Makarov.

"Bullseye, it's me~~~"

Irving warned aloud and at the same time pulled off the silicone mask on his head, and Swagger stopped.

"Can you still move?"

In a hurry, Owen handed Swager a pistol. Although Swager looked extremely weak, he still held it in his hand.

Irving helped Swagger up, and Irving picked up an AK. The two of them ran towards the door while firing, forcing Fisher on the other side of the double-sided glass to huddle behind the bunker.

The two of them ran out of the door, and Fisher in the room dared to raise his head. Owen's shooting skills were fast and accurate, and he flew past his scalp several times.

When he saw Owen's true face and the silicone mask on the ground, he didn't know what was going on. He was about to chase after him when a woman suddenly stopped in front of him.

Sauter's eyes were almost lifeless. He had just killed the two bastards who tortured his husband with extremely cruel methods. He was about to kill the last one, but that man was shot dead by Sam Fisher.

Shao Te looked at Sam in front of him, but his state was close to madness: "Why? Why didn't you save him when you came a long time ago, and just watched him be tortured to death by these bastards? Why, Mike, he is an American, why?

If you don’t save him..."

Sam didn't want to talk nonsense with Sauter. He had nothing to show mercy to a spy, but as soon as he made a move, Sauter had already rushed over.



Da da da~~~

Irving knocked down several guys who came over after hearing the gunshots. Swagger also fired, but he was in poor condition now and basically had no accuracy.

A door in front opened, and several terrorists rushed out. Owen started bullet time and called names one by one. In a blink of an eye, corpses were lying all over the floor.

"Omega, I'm on the fourth floor and found Bullseye. He's still alive and is here to help us~~"

Owen shouted into the headset and fired, forcing the terrorists who appeared from everywhere back.



In front of the police station, the door of a van suddenly opened, and then several people rushed out like hungry wolves.

The gunshots rang out, and all ACRs were fired. The people in Omega divided into two teams and quickly approached the police station.

The two guards at the door went to see God in the first round of firefight.

"Ela, guard the gate with Heartbeat, and the rest of you will clear a passage."

In Owen's absence, Ghost, the vice-captain, spontaneously became the team commander.

The order was given clearly, and the team members quickly found their positions. Ela and Heartbeat occupied the door and established the first line of defense to prevent anyone from cutting off their retreat. The remaining ghosts, Bayev and Fred lined up.

The CQB formation moves quickly through one level.

All the tactics have been practiced countless times. Ghost takes the lead, Fred comes second, Bayev takes the rear, and the three-person team quickly advances towards the first floor.

The first point of fire they encountered was the gambling room that Fisher encountered before. There were many people in the room. When they heard the gunshots, they were ready to rush upstairs, but before they could make a move, a three-person team

encounter.

Bullets flew back and forth in the narrow corridor, shattering everything nearby into pieces. The three-person team covered each other and reloaded to ensure continuous output of firepower.

Many of the terrorists on the opposite side didn't even have a gun, or only had a pistol. After all, they were still gambling on their own territory, and no one would bring all the guys with them.

But there were only a lot of AKs left, and there was an intensive exchange of fire between the two sides. Occasionally, Fred was responsible for dealing with sporadic enemies that emerged from other places.



On the fourth floor, Owen killed an enemy, and the AK in his hand also made a clicking sound. He threw away the AK, took out his M1911 and took away one person with a burst of fire. Next to him, Swag had recovered a little and could barely pick up the gun.

Fighting can at least ensure the safety of Owen's back.

"Cover me~~"

Owen yelled and rolled towards the AK next to the corpse. The M1911 in his hand only had the last magazine left, and there was no way he could hold on until support arrived.

Da da da~~

After getting the gun, Owen once again became the god of death. Although the quality of the AK in his hand was very poor, and some of them had not even been adjusted, Owen turned on the bullet time, and each shot would be fine-tuned according to the last impact point, which is basically guaranteed.

Every burst shot is never missed.

He slaughtered all the enemies on the fourth floor, and footsteps came from the corridor behind him. It was Fisher who had taken care of Sauter and chased him out. However, he was forced back by Swager with a burst of gunfire.

Owen helped Swager downstairs, and the third floor was actually empty. This was thanks to Fisher's previous killings. Occasionally, a few fish that slipped through the net were also eliminated in the previous battle.



On the first floor, the three-person team worked hard to finally clear out the fire points in the room, but they could not attack the second floor no matter what.

CQB is too dangerous. Their weapons and equipment are limited, and it is almost impossible to attack them from the narrow stairs.

"Owen, how are you?"

"Still alive..."

The ghost was very anxious. No one knew what the situation was like. Fortunately, Owen's answer gave him reassurance.

"Find other paths."

The ghost didn't say the reason, but Owen knew that the situation below was definitely not optimistic. He could tell from the density of gunshots that the battle was fierce.

Someone wanted to rush up on the second floor, but the situation was the same. Irving blocked the stairs with one shot. Unless the opponent climbed through the window and shot Irving alive until Irving ran out of bullets, no one would be able to come up.

Irving's AK sealed the stairs, and Swagger kept greeting Fisher who was behind him. Fisher couldn't get close at all, and he was very frustrated. He had just offended Omega by some strange combination of circumstances. How did he know that Makarov was there?

Owen, now the two sides are mortal enemies. There is no sympathy at all. They are merciless in their attacks. They are all aiming for death. Bullets have no eyes.

Owen fired while scanning the surroundings. His teammates who were responding were blocked from going up to the second floor, and he was stuck from the third floor. The longer he was dragged down, the worse it would be for his side.

Owen's brain was thinking rapidly, and his eyes were searching around for anything that could be used. Suddenly, he saw an exposed window. There was a thick wire in the window connected to the opposite building. There was a gap in height between the two sides.

As Owen stepped back, he ran to the window to check. The cable was very strong and had a smooth crust on the outside. It could be used as a zipline.

"Bullseye~~"

Owen yelled, Swag understood, and approached the window, and then Owen carried him out of the window sill.

"Pay attention to the response, let's descend..."

Notifying his teammates, Irving took out the belt from Swager's waist and put it on the wire. Swager grabbed it with both hands, and Irving pushed him down hard.

Ela and Heartbeat ran out and saw Swager in mid-air. When the wire was about to end, Swager let go and fell onto the car below. Ela and Heartbeat helped him up and escorted him back to the van.

On the first floor, the trio of ghosts and others changed from offense to defense after receiving Owen's notification. They had one purpose: not to allow any enemy to come down.

From the window on the third floor, I saw Swagger successfully landing. Owen fired all the remaining bullets in the AK at once, then jumped up, using the AK as a sliding rod, and slid down the wire.

Below, Ela and Heartbeat successfully contacted Owen again. With a notification, the trio inside also retreated in time, and the van roared and left quickly.

On the third floor, Sam Fisher pushed back the oncoming enemies, followed suit, and used the AK as a slide to rappel away. At the window, when Makarov's men caught up with him, there was nowhere on the ground to see the enemy.

Scheer's traces.


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