"Bang--"

The handle of a pistol hit the head hard. The invader who was kicked and did not recover from the breath of breath suddenly fainted. After Yang Zheng succeeded, he breathed a sigh of relief and quickly squatted down to check. Seeing that the other party was wearing a camouflage combat uniform, he held a slight rush. There was no other weapon, and his heartbeat was still there, so he quickly confiscated the weapon and stood up.

Yang Zheng rushed to the window with his back against the wall, without protruding his head to check, and asked in a low voice: "What's going on outside now?"

The person who reported before whispered: "I didn't move, as if I was waiting for news."

"Have any abnormalities been found elsewhere?" Yang Zheng continued to ask.

Everyone reported it one after another, and found no abnormality. Yang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief. The enemies along the way were not scary. If several groups of people sneaked up at the same time, the consequences would be serious. Yang Zheng kept the window and waited patiently. Seeing that no enemy had climbed up, he was a little curious. At this time, the voice of the person who had reported before sounded: "Split the troops, leave two people, four people went to the direction of the gate, and the other four people went to the direction of the back door."

"It seems that they realize that they are exposed and ready to attack, what should we do?" Mattos's voice rang.

"Exposed?" Yang Zheng was stunned, suddenly realized a problem, and said in a low voice: "If I only realized the exposure at this time, wouldn't that person and they were not in the same group?"

"This is possible." Mattos's voice rang.

"Let them come in, let's talk about it." Yang Zheng said in a deep voice.

"Will it be too dangerous?" Mattos reminded worriedly.

"Listen to me, don't worry. Once the enemy goes upstairs, quickly touch the headset three times to warn." Yang Zheng said in a deep voice, taking out a muffler from his pocket and twisting it into the pistol he carries.

After waiting for a while, a touch sounded in the headset. The enemy entered the house and went upstairs. Yang Zheng knew that he could not wait any longer. He carefully poked his head out a little. Seeing that there were indeed two people raising their guns below, Yang Zheng could see the enemy below, and the enemy's vision was blocked by the protruding windowsill.

The opportunity was not missed, and Yang Zheng quickly opened fire.

"Puff puff puff--"

A bullet whizzed away, but the sound was absorbed by the muffler. The sound of the bullet was very slight, and it was difficult to hear it before he could see it. The two left behind had no time to react. One of them was blown to his head, and the other rushed side quickly, moving very quickly.

However, Yang Zheng's attack was faster, and the bullet kept firing up, hitting the opponent's body with one shot. After a stalemate, Yang Zheng took the opportunity to hit the opponent's head. After completing the final kill, he quickly retracted. While taking out the magazine and replacing it skillfully, he lowered his voice and said, "Brothers who are nearest go up and replenish the gun and take away the equipment."

"I understand." The brother who reported before agreed.

Yang Zheng rushed to the door with his back against the wall, pushing the bullets onto the load, and he kept his ears on his ears and sounded that the corridor outside was very quiet and there was no sound, but Yang Zheng was sure that the enemy had come up and immediately said: "Matos, you will be responsible for attacking the enemy coming from behind the front door in a while, and the other two will be responsible for attacking the enemy from the back door."

"I understand." Everyone responded in a low voice.

After waiting for a while, it was still very quiet outside. Yang Zheng turned on the aisle light in the room and flashed into the toilet next to him, and closed the toilet door, leaving only a gap. Suddenly, the handle of the door was rotated. Soon, the door was pushed open a gap. Yang Zheng knew that the enemy was coming, so he raised his gun and aimed at him.

At this time, a tear gas bomb was thrown in through the crack of the door, rolled to the edge of the bed, and started smoking. Yang Zheng picked up the wet towel used beside him and covered his nose and mouth. His eyes were slightly condensed, staring at the door, and he was not in a hurry to attack. At this time, Matos's suppressed voice came from the headset: "Do you do it?"

"Do it." Yang Zheng almost murmured, his voice so light that he couldn't hear it clearly, but Yang Zheng was sure that Matos could understand his intentions and was not worried.

Almost at the same time, the door was pushed open, one person rolled in, and the other person followed, the two of them were standard attack tactics at the same time, the enemy divided the troops, and two of them came in in groups of four. The other two were probably on guard outside. Yang Zheng was not worried, and the muzzle quickly locked the target who came in and fired decisively.

There was a "puff--" sound.

They were too close, only one meter apart, and the other party's head was blown up, his body stiffened, and he collapsed to the ground. The target rolling in had no time to get up. After hearing the slight gunfire, he was shocked and continued to roll and dodge the bullet. Yang Zheng calculated the other party's reaction, and the muzzle extended, and continued to pull the trigger.

"Puff puff puff--" Three bullets whizzed away, but they were all empty.

At the critical moment of life and death, the other party rolled quickly, but was blocked by the bed. With a puff, his body hit the bed. After stopping, Yang Zheng seized the opportunity and shot him again. The other party had nowhere to dodge, and was hit by a bullet. His body curled into a ball in pain and made a muffled groan.

"Puff--" Yang Zheng shot two more times, and the other party stopped moving.

After succeeding, Yang Zheng did not rush out immediately, but instead locked the direction of the door vigilantly, attacking the enemy in, and shooting the enemy, it took only three seconds in front and back, which was too fast. The enemy outside never expected that Yang Zheng not only had prepared, but also hid in the toilet and attacked from the side.

The tear gas attack is very powerful and can stimulate people's eyes to temporarily blindness. The enemy is already cautious enough and waited for a while before launching an attack. If it weren't for the wet towel, they would have succeeded.

There were too many variables on the battlefield. Two enemies outside reacted and locked the toilet with their guns and were about to open fire. At this time, Matos rushed up and decisively pulled the trigger at the two enemies.

Puff—Two gunshots, the two enemies were blown up in the heads.

Matos's pistol was also equipped with a muffler. The sound was very slight and did not alarm the passengers in the surrounding guest rooms. After killing two enemies, he rushed up and shouted worriedly: "Captain?"

"It's okay." Yang Zheng came out after hearing Matos' voice. He looked at the corpse lying at the door, his face looked ugly, and said in a deep voice: "You go to support the back door and try not to alarm the people around you."

"I understand." Mattos agreed and hurried away.

Yang Zheng dragged the two bodies into the room, closed the door, then rushed into the toilet and wet the towel again, covered his face with a wet towel, quickly opened the window to ventilate, looking at the corpses all over the ground, his face turned ashen, exuding a strong murderous aura and worry, and he got up quickly. Who are these people?

Soon, Yang Zheng confiscated the enemy's weapons, piled them up, and then searched them, but found nothing, and became more and more surprised. After searching the last person, he got up and frowned slightly. These people were all wearing desert camouflage combat uniforms. They looked like mercenaries, but they could not be sent by the Shrine of Death, right?

Thinking of this, Yang Zheng became worried for no reason.

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