Steel steam and flame

The black shadow transformed from the gun barrel suddenly appeared in the man's eyes. The muzzle of the pistol quickly turned around and wanted to shoot Cassia's body. But facing Cassia who jumped up suddenly, his speed was still half a beat slower. The bullet hit the gun body of the fire gun. When a small part of the broken meteorite copper fragments spattered away with the platinum bullet, the hard gun body still hit him in the face with huge force. .

The nose collapsed instantly, and the head tilted back at a large angle with the force of the impact. His arms were waving wildly in the air uncontrollably, and a large amount of saliva and blood suddenly spit out from his mouth, and several broken teeth flew out at the same time. He forced himself not to fall down, and his body sank a little to stabilize his tendency to fall backwards. My head was very dizzy, and my eyes seemed to have received a huge shock inside their sockets, and I felt a splitting pain.

After finally stabilizing his body, a more stable image appeared in his chaotic eyes. But this image was one that made him tremble all over. Unexpectedly, the gun had been placed right in front of him by the enemy in front of him. Under the gray gun body, the deep muzzle was facing his eyebrows. Then I felt a burning sensation between my eyes, something burned the skin there, and pain flashed past.

The fire gun did not stop, and continued to spurt fire snakes all the way towards the upward stairs in front of them, suppressing the range of movement of the last operator and forcing him close to the wall. The corridor is indeed much wider than the standard data of the empire, but the fact that this is a long and narrow corridor cannot be denied. Cassia didn't want to waste any time here. The gunfire had already exposed her position. People who were trying to encircle and suppress themselves around another building would know that they had been fooled when they saw the body. With the operator's body and speed, even if the two buildings in between cannot allow them to cross the straight line distance, it will definitely not take long for them to get back. And in this short period of time, he had to rush to the fifth floor in one breath, or even go up, and he had to find an opportunity to run away when they came back to round him up.

The body suddenly pressed forward, and the fire gun repeated its old tricks, trying to knock the person in front of him unconscious, but the connected bullets that followed completely destroyed it into pieces.

His steps swayed to avoid the muzzle of the pursuing pistol. When the last bullet in the enemy's pistol, which Cassia had planned in his mind, flew out against his neck, his body also stopped. When he stood firmly next to the enemy, he swung the fork in his right hand across a wide arc and struck the enemy next to him between the eyebrows.

The enemy subconsciously wanted to turn his head to avoid it, and his eyes were fixed on the shining fork, trying to estimate its position at any time. But the position is close to the wall, and when the body moves back, the direction of the head can only be turned towards Cassia. He watched as the fork that Cassia swung violently fell into the air, leaving a very deep scratch on the wall. The gray burnt bricks under the lime wall could be seen. At the same time, in his eyes, he also saw the expressionless and indifferent face of Cassia standing in front of him, with a pair of blood-red eyes quietly looking at himself like a clown.

"Did I miss something?" While pondering this sentence in his mind, he felt as if the temple of his head that he had turned over touched something, something hard and cold, and it happened to be facing his head. He immediately turned his eyes away and recognized that it was an extremely rough pistol, ordinary black, being held by a slightly moist hand. Are you hitting the muzzle of the gun with your head? A lot of bitterness suddenly arose in his heart.

"Good evening, gentleman worth one hundred holy coins." Cassia looked at his face that changed rapidly and said without any emotion, "Goodbye."

Then he pulled the trigger and calculated the position of the enemy's temple in advance. The revolver that had been placed spit out a silver bullet, the color of which represented its high value.

There was no blood spurting, no head shattering. Ordinary bullets have no power to explode the surgeon's head.

"You are lucky. This is a bullet of one hundred holy coins. I have always been reluctant to use it." Cassia added, he suddenly thought of all the things on the list, and then quickly cut off his thoughts of memories. The body knocked away the condensed gunpowder smoke from the revolver in front of him, stepped over the corpse at his feet, then reached out and grabbed his collar, dragging the limp corpse behind him. Then he walked out of the corridor and came to the second floor of the building.

There was another person in the corridor, a very young communications officer, maybe a year or two older than himself. His trembling hands were holding a very delicate pistol tightly. But Cassia glanced over and saw that the safety bolt on it was even closed. As auxiliary personnel temporarily pulled from the family, they had almost no knowledge about firearms. Normally, they stand at the back of the team and are always protected by others. I learned it from my family and it was my first time to face the enemy directly. And facing a person dragging the body of a defense personnel who was supposed to protect him, this first time feeling was even more intense.

"This kind of thing is not something people like you should play with." Cassia dragged the body in front of him in a few steps, reached out and took the pistol, "I want to ask you to do me a favor, turn on the radio equipment, and then report Let’s talk about the specific situation here. If the notice is specific and accurate, maybe I can pretend that I didn’t see you here.”

Cassia looked at the communication staff in front of her and nodded repeatedly, then immediately turned around and left and quickly ran towards a higher floor. Time is being compressed little by little. Although it takes very little time to deal with the people on the first floor of the building, there is no target that Cassia wants to capture.

Cassia looked through the scope of the sniper rifle at a face that was roughly similar to Kara's, and also saw the sniper rifle that should have belonged to Kara. The powerful gun shot out of the gun at that time The bullets ripped open a large gap in the roof of the building.

Without hesitation, Cassia climbed up the stairs and violently tore several wounds on the dragged corpse with a fork. Blood flowed from the fresh corpse. Cassia wiped a lot of it on his face randomly, and then the expression on it He also changed and immediately walked to the fifth floor.

At the same time, along with the sound of footsteps in the corridor, the announcement sound on the radio also rang.

"The situation has stabilized. The enemy has been killed in the first corridor. All personnel please stay at their positions and wait for the next instructions."

There were strange orders, strange announcements, and the voice beneath the electronic noise seemed to be trembling, but also seemed to contain a kind of uncontrollable joy.

The team leader guarding the team at the stairs of the fifth corridor turned off the radio. Although he was confused, he still breathed a sigh of relief. The gunshots down the corridor only lasted less than a few seconds from the sound to the end. They had been thinking about whether to go down to support, but they also thought that they were required to strictly abide by the orders here. Just when they were hesitating, the radio called in time. An announcement came.

But just as he let go of his anxious heart, clear footsteps came from the corridor. It was the special sound made by shoes stepping on broken glass.

"Is someone coming up?" The hearts of the dozen or so team members started to beat again.