Although Dennis fought in a mess, he was just fighting in a mess, but he did have a few brushes in his hand.
There has been no vain in the past 5 years!
Long Zhan asked him to be responsible for guarding the stairs. He did not disappoint Long Zhan's hope, but he really kept it, which was easier than he thought.
He himself was not injured, and two more bodies were added to the stairs leading to the first floor.
Long Zhan habitually patted his shoulder, pinched his arm, and without saying a word, he began to advance to the third floor.
After taking two steps, he suddenly realized.
Dennis is not a professional special forces worker, and he has never learned tactical gestures and gestures at all.
Long Zhan had to turn his head again and explained in a gesture: "I will continue to improve the advancement, and you will continue to stay here to guard the stairs."
Dennis understood what Long Zhan meant this time and nodded to indicate that he received it.
The expression was full of relaxation.
Compared to the past when he always fought alone and was thrillingly surviving from the fire, Dennis finally understood today.
What is the real thigh?
Dragon Battle is it!
From the way in the door until now, Dennis just needs to follow Long Zhan, and any enemy will be eliminated without any pressure at all.
This feeling...is really great!
Dennis loves it very much!
The third floor is the floor where the battle is now in battle. Long Zhan can already feel the battle clearly, and even hear the clicking sound of the blaster collision.
Long Zhan guessed that there is a high probability that someone is guarding the stairs, and the steps of cutting corners are becoming more and more cautious.
Following the ladder, I moved step by step, walked half of the stairs to the corner of the interruption, and a corpse was lying face down there without moving.
This guy was wearing a long hooded suit that looked like a raincoat, and he looked like a group of people from the cult.
Long Zhan just looked at the corpse on the ground with his eyes, continued to cross his hands and chest, and pushed forward with his left forearm as a stand with a trolley.
As his left foot was about to cross the body, the muzzle of the silencer pistol held in his left hand was pointed down and shot the head of the corpse.
If you don’t want to be fucked by Lao Liu and Yin’s vagina, you must get a shot when you pass by the corpse.
Whether you die or not, don't save this bullet.
After replenishing the gun, he stepped over the corpse and continued to move forward. The enemy still did not come out of the stairs on the third floor, and the gunfires upstairs were no longer as fierce as before.
It sounds like a significant reduction in personnel, resulting in a significant decrease in firepower.
I don’t know what happened to the USEC, but there must be a lot of people from the mysterious cult. Long Zhan repaired several of their bodies along the way.
It can be seen.
This team of USEC is still very strong.
Even if you are surrounded by enemies several times more than a few, and are attacked by a grenade first, you can kill so many cult members while fighting, which is enough to prove it.
"Are no one guarding it? Do they think...we will definitely not be able to get up?"
Long Zhan looked at the empty staircase on the third floor and a thought flashed through his mind. He couldn't figure out why these cultists upstairs were so confused and confident that they could destroy them below. It would never be possible to threaten them.
However, they are confused about confidence, and Long Zhan likes confident enemies very much.
The empty door of the stairs that were not guarded by anyone opened wide. Long Zhan went up to the third floor without any effort, cut the corner and looked down the corridor.
The firefight occurred at the end of the corridor, at the doorstep of a large apartment.
Long Zhan glanced at him and guessed the rough idea.
The apartment must be 2 bedrooms and 1 living room or above, and there is also a large turnover space inside. It should be USEC who fought and retreated all the way and hid in this apartment. The two sides finally started fighting through the living room.
There were also people wearing cloaks or masks at the door. Long Zhan could see five people, constantly leaning forward and firing inside.
One troll, one hunting rifle, and three assault rifles.
He took turns firing, and he didn't stop for a second.
Gunshots can be heard from deep in the apartment, and they are slowly and occasionally. The gunshots are sparse and sound weak.
It is obvious that USEC has suffered heavy losses and has reached the end of its last strength.
If the apartment space is not narrow, USEC would throw grenades from time to time. Despite the angle problem, USEC's grenades cannot be dropped into the corridor, and it can also blow up the living room without recognizing the smoke. If someone rushed in at this time, they would inevitably be blown away together.
It is equivalent to one man being at the gate, and ten thousand men not opening.
The advantage of being too many people is not effective here, and the cultists have already rushed in to clean up the mess.
The grenades in the house could not be thrown into the corridor, and the cultists in the corridor could not throw grenades into the USEC room where they were hiding through the living room.
The two sides had to start this fierce firefight across a living room.
The cultists now have a huge advantage, and it is still early before dawn. They only need to maintain continuous suppression outside. The USEC in the apartment cannot last long without the serious damage to personnel.
There are always times when the grenades are thrown away.
As long as there is no threat of grenades, these cultists who don’t know what death is and what pain are, will inevitably rush over.
pity.
A dragon battle broke out halfway, and the cultists' plans were doomed to fail.
"There was no one left behind. These guys are really a rookie except madness, and they are even more capable in tactics. Alas, I'm really not a fight."
Long Zhan sighed with a smile on his lips, pretending to be a little bit.
Put the pistol in his mouth, take off a grenade from his chest, remove the safety, lean over and swing it towards the end of the corridor, and then immediately retracts the body behind the wall.
He took the pistol off his mouth with his left hand, and did not reply that his hands had crossed, but placed his hands on both sides of his body together.
He wanted to operate with both hands and started fucking.
The corridor is less than 10 meters at the end of the corridor and the space is small. As long as the grenade is thrown into place, the power of a grenade is enough to cover all enemies.
A few seconds later.
"Bang~"
The explosion covered the sound of fire, and the explosion shock wave swept along the corridor.
When the explosion with the pungent smell of gunpowder whizzed past his eyes, Long Zhan immediately turned 180 degrees, turned from behind the wall and stood in the middle of the corridor.
The left-handed voice-silenced Glock 34 pistol, the right-handed MP-153 blasted and continuously sprayed.
The fingers kept pulling quickly, and it exploded into the smoke.
It’s not a problem to look down on the enemy. Just fuck it hard and you’ll be done. The corridor is so wide, and you’ll be done if you cover it all.
"Jiuchi..."
The silencer continued to fire, and the bullets seemed to be free.
"Split, sprout, sprout, sprout..."
The troller muzzle kept spraying flames, and every time it fired, a ball of lead bullets would be shot, forming a dense net that plunged into the smoke.
At this moment, the dragon battle is like a Terminator possessed, and the God of the battlefield is coming.
Chapter completed!