Steel steam and flame

Standing on the other side of the aisle, Natalie kept her body from being exposed to bullets that might be fired from across the room. The same goes for the manager. He stood straight, with his heels slightly raised. He only held a very ordinary pistol, but it cannot be denied that the pistol would become a killing weapon with super firepower in the hands of the manager. His face was still expressionless.

Pressing her fingers down, Natalie ordered the action to begin. The two people standing in front of the metal door pressed the trigger at the same time, and the firecracker equipped with a flame suppressor still spit out a long tongue of flame, which instantly illuminated the indifferent faces of everyone in the corridor. The platinum bullet completely shattered the door lock of the metal door into pieces, and the light on the gun was also lit up when the gun was fired. The two people were about to kick open the cracked metal door. They raised one foot. The movement was perfect, and their bodies were also avoided on both sides of the metal door, preventing themselves from entering the door. Once opened, it may be hit by bullets.

But the people inside seemed to know their location very well. Two large holes with a diameter of more than ten centimeters appeared in the wall almost at the same time. Bricks and concrete debris, as well as some metal pipes and circuits buried inside, were all exposed. The air is filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke. And with it, there are two groups of human tissue mixture in a sputtering state, bright red. It was a body that was torn open by sniper bullets in an instant. The body that was broken into two parts fell to the ground with a "pop" in the eyes of a dozen pairs of people nearby.

"Shoot!" Dozens of powerful fire blunderbuss sounded at the same time as Natalie's voice. The forty-five rounds of bullets in a magazine were poured out in an instant. When the flames from the muzzle disappeared, the crisp sound of bullet casings being dropped was still heard on the ground.

There were also managers who acted at the same time as the ordinary members, but instead of shooting, they took advantage of their firepower to sweep through the suppression, opened the metal door, and threw an incendiary bomb into the room where the crimson ballistics traveled. , the fiery red light suddenly depicted the simple and rough outline inside.

nobody! This is what the manager and Natalie saw at the same time, but the data on the machine nearby showed that the electrical regulation was still within this general range, and the movement was only a very small point.

"Cease fire, advance!" Natalie's voice was cold, and at the same time, the order was conveyed through the radio to the ears of everyone surrounding the building.

Rows of dense bullet holes appeared on the wall, and ordinary personnel who had just finished replacing their magazines rushed into the room.

There was nothing. There was only the pungent smell of incendiary bombs in the empty room, and under the orange-red firelight, a pile of tables, chairs and wall materials that had been smashed into pieces by firecracker bullets. The beam quickly and under control scanned all locations in the room, except for the small kitchen at the bottom of the room. Just as he was about to go over, there was a sound from outside.

"Evacuate everyone!" The manager beside Natalie was counting the time in his mind. He had not entered the room, and suddenly said coldly to the people inside who were on guard.

Without thinking about it, although it was not Natalie's order, but with the experience of facing managers and being a second lieutenant-level manager, their bodies instinctively acted according to the instructions.

But something seemed to have gone wrong. More than ten seconds had passed since they were evacuated in an orderly manner. Except for the "chichi" sound of incendiary bombs, the whole building suddenly became extremely quiet. That is, nothing happened.

The data on the radio machine remained unchanged and stopped at a stable value. Both sides were waiting for something quietly, and something was being stirred up in the silence. The beating heart is transporting blood crazily, the heavy breath greedily sucks in the smoke-filled air around them, and the experienced personnel are patient, waiting for the prey's next move. She couldn't escape because her body had already been marked with a fatal mark.

More than a dozen people were patiently hiding aside. The manager kept standing on the side, his head sometimes turning unnaturally. All the surrounding scenery was taken into his eyes, and then converted into electrical signals and sent to his head for processing. . The young man as the correspondent stood at the back and kept staring at the data on the instrument in his hand. The fluctuations still only changed after the decimal place. The target person did not move and was in the small kitchen where the room had not been explored.

While they continued to wait, the steel-cased bombs with fuses set in the room exploded one after another, but the things that had been calculated by the management staff could not hurt anyone after them. After several steel-cased bombs exploded, the room fell silent again, but Natalie did not rush in. She chose to wait a little longer. As long as the radio detection equipment is around, Kara's location is obvious to all of them.

"Two people, shoot from the bullet holes in the wall towards the kitchen!" Natalie gave the order with a gesture, and the bullets of the fire gun spurted out again. There were many bullet craters on the wall of the small kitchen. The not-so-thick wall was immediately penetrated by bullets, but what was seen through the bullet holes was a black and blue thing. The sound of bullets hitting it indicated that it was a very thick steel plate. , with many sharp bullets embedded in it.

It was a steel plate that had been used as a bed board, and it worked in the end, even though Kara hadn't expected it when she moved it into the room.

The sound of bullets hitting the steel plate was still heard, including the violent vibrations caused by the huge momentum of the bullet. I don't know why my location was found, but now is not the time to think about it. Kara must find a way to escape the siege.

There is no need to think about who the enemy is, just know that it must be someone from the family.

"The special operations teams dispatched by the family are also divided into levels. The most common ones are surgeons and ordinary personnel mixed together. At the higher level, they are led by managers. It's a shame that I adjusted the fuse time of the steel bomb to such a later time, but it's still It was guessed." Kara sighed inwardly, originally thinking that she could use steel shell bombs to reduce the number of enemies, but the plan did not succeed, and her thoughts were all guessed by the manager. There are not many steel-cased bombs, and there is one last one left on hand, but it is used to destroy escape routes.

The platinum bullets of ordinary fire guns cannot deal with this piece of steel plate. The next step should be the sniper rifle. Kara's mind was racing with all kinds of information. The steel plate against which her body rested was very thick. Unless the caliber of the platinum bullet gun was sufficient, or a sniper rifle was used, the steel plate could stand firm in the rain of bullets for a long time.

But it's time to leave here next. I don't know what level of weapons and equipment the family sent to encircle and suppress them. But as long as it is an ordinary heavy sniper rifle, equipped with ordinary platinum bullets, or ordinary bullets, the steel plate behind it will become as fragile as paper.

Next to Carla was a tab attached to a sturdy piece of wood. Pulling up the wooden board, a passage appeared underneath. It was very narrow, but just big enough for Kara's body to pass through.

Just as she jumped down the tunnel, the sniper bullets that Kara had guessed arrived as promised. Dozens of gaps were opened in the steel plate within a few seconds, and bullets from the musket were poured into the gaps. The body with the cross-shaped pupils was very agile, and Kara crawled quickly in the escape passage that had been prepared long ago. A few seconds later, the steel-cased bomb exploded, completely destroying the entrance.

Everything went as she had planned. Kara kept counting time in her mind, her own time, and the time for the enemy to pursue her, or to surround her at the edge of the building and surround her together. For such a guy who cherishes his own life, it is impossible for Kara not to make careful preparations at his hiding spot.

But this time, these careful preparations seemed to have lost their original effectiveness. When her location information is being converted into data all the time, she is like a mouse flying around in a complex building, thinking that she can escape the claws of the cat behind her, but she does not know that the reason why the cat has not taken action is just waiting for her strength. It's just exhausted. Others also cherish their own lives, and Natalie doesn't want to see anyone die when they can complete this mission without any loss.

Although their lives had no value in Natalie's eyes, what was valuable was her strong competitive mood.