The door that Gao Yang kicked open was not locked at all. He kicked it up lightly, almost letting Gao Yang dodge, but fortunately Gao Yang finally stabilized his body.

Suddenly rushing into the room, the first thing Gao Yang saw was a few people who looked at him in surprise. Gao Yang didn't see how many people were clearly, and immediately shot at the person closest to him. After a shot was almost face to face, the person who was shot immediately turned into a rotten watermelon.

Gao Yang just saw a few people, and then he also saw those people rushing to get guns. A few AK47s were thrown on the bed in the bedroom. Gao Yang didn't have time to count the few people, he just took turns shooting at any object that could move.

In desperation, the pump-moving shotgun allowed Gao Yang to fire a fully automatic rate of fire. With the loud noise after a click, Gao Yang shot everyone in the house.

In just a few seconds, Gao Yang had red eyes and beat everyone in the room into blood. After he could not find an object that could move, Gao Yang stopped shooting with panting. Only then did he notice that the unique gunshots of the machine gun were roaring violently.

Hearing the sound of machine guns, not the sound of M4, Gao Yang's heart skipped a beat and turned around and ran out of the room. When he went out, he saw Grolev holding the machine gun, holding the door of Fedor's bedroom, shooting violently. Although a big hole had been made, it could be seen that it was still closed.

After Grolev finished playing a drum, he stopped. Taking advantage of Grolev's chance to change the drum, Gao Yang rushed over and kicked open the lower half of the door. Cui Bo reached out and pushed open the upper half of the door almost at the same time. The two of them entered Fedor's room one by one.

There were two people in the room lying on the bed, being beaten like a sieve. The wall behind them was full of bloody ideas and meat scraps. They were already dead and could not die anymore. In the corner where the bullet could not be hit by the innermost bullet, a man curled up, holding his head with his hands, and shouting wildly.

Gao Yang shouted safety at Grolev, who was still playing drums, walked to the person who was still shouting, and shouted in a louder voice than he cried: "Shut up, stand up, or kill you."

Gao Yang said nothing, but the man still refused to shut up. At this time, Cui Bo pulled Gao Yang away, shouted a few words in Arabic, and the guy curled up in the corner immediately fell to the ground, stretched out his hands, and did not dare to move again.

Gao Yang gasped for a few breaths and shouted: "Bunny ask what's going on with this guy. Grolev, be careful, I'll go to the next door to check it out."

After saying that, Gao Yang flashed into another room, and then he had the time to check it out.

Gao Yang killed four people just now, and each of them had a large blood hole, and blood was flowing all over the ground.

There are nine shotguns in the No. 00 Deer Bullet, and each shotgun is equivalent to a nine-mm Parabellum pistol bullet. The shotgun hits the shotgun nine times and is no wonder if it doesn't die.

Confirm that everyone was dead, Gao Yang immediately added bullets to his shotgun, and then looked at the four dead people in the room. These people seemed to be the faces of locals, but Gao Yang felt that the clothes they wore seemed to be different from those of locals, but Gao Yang couldn't say what was different. He had no idea about the living habits and culture here and could not distinguish them.

At this time, Gao Yang walked out of the room again and said to Grolev, who was at the stairs entrance: "What happened just now? Why did you shoot directly outside the door?"

Grolev burst out laughing and lowered his voice, "Your friend kicked twice, but he didn't kick the door open, so I pulled him open and shot directly into the room."

Gao Yang was stunned for a moment and said nothing. He just smiled at Grolev, then turned around and went into the room and said to Cui Bo, who was calling in Arabic, who was always calling out, "How is it? Have you asked if you have any questions? Did they do it?"

Cui Bo shook his head and said, "This kid said it was not theirs, and the rest are asking."

The guy who was captured alive was kneeling on the ground, with tears on his face, looking like he was only in his twenties, and was already scared. When he saw Gao Yang coming in, he immediately made a big splash again.

"What did he say?"

"What else can I do? It's just that I don't kill him, he doesn't want to die or something."

Gao Yang nodded, looked at the young man with a panic look, and looked fierce and said, "Bunny, ask him who did it, and tell him if he refuses to say it, he will immediately collapse the bastard."

After Cui Bo asked a few fiercely in Arabic, he quickly came up with the answer. An organization that classified several nearby streets as his territory planned and carried out the killing of Fedor and Malik. There was no other purpose. They just wanted money and got money as the funding of their organization.

Most of the people in this organization are local, and many of them are on the streets nearby, so they did not do much about the local shops. Although they would also do blackmail, they would not commit murderous atrocities. Fedor and Malik were both foreigners, and unfortunately they chose the chicken to kill for the monkey to see.

The people who killed Fedor and Malik were the leaders of this organization, named Sharim. More than 100 people in their entire organization gathered in a place two streets away. The reason why the young people captured alive was in Fedor's shop was because he had to take care of the lives of the people next door.

After learning about the reason why Fedor was killed, Gao Yang suppressed his anger and said to Cui Bo: "I always feel that something is wrong when asked what the people next door are. But I can't say what's wrong."

After asking a few words, Cui Bo said with a weird look on his face: "Brother Yang, the people from the Tariban are in the next room. The four of them are going to build bombs here. There are also more than a dozen people from the Tariban are with this organization. The opposition actually got involved with the Tariban. Second, Brother Yang, it's so much fun now."

Gao Yang was shocked. No wonder he felt that the four people who died next door didn't look like locals. They were really foreigners and they were famous Taribans.

Gao Yang thought for a while and said in a deep voice: "Ask him where those people are. I don't think this matter can be delayed. You have seen the combat power of those opposition parties. They are just a bunch of scumbags, but the Tariban is different. I think those who can come here are the deadly masters. We have an advantage in night battles, so try to deal with them in one go tonight."

Cui Bo nodded, and after asking the location clearly, Cui Bo took out his pistol and fired four shots in the captive's horrified eyes and screams.

Seeing Cui Bo actually killed the prisoner, Gao Yang was stunned and said, "My second, rabbit, you are crazy, what are you doing?"

Cui Bo still looked plain. After retracting the pistol back into the holster, he said calmly: "I didn't want to keep a living today when I saw the bodies of Malik and Fedor. Moreover, he had seen our faces, and leaving them was a disaster. Don't forget that I have been here for almost two years. I don't want people to know that I did this. The last reason is that I want to try the recoil and power of p226."

Hearing Cui Bo's words, Gao Yang was speechless. After savoring Cui Bo's words for a while, he smiled bitterly: "Actually, what you said and what you did is right. Since we have sacrificed our lives to do this, we cannot leave trouble for ourselves. Now it is a war, and women are not kind. But how can you be so calm? Do you feel like you kill someone?"

Cui Bo shrugged, pointed to his head, and said, "I'm almost afraid of death. Really, my hands are shaking and my legs are trembling. But, sooner or later, I'll get used to this kind of thing, right? So now I've put myself in the military mode. No, it should be a special forces model that kills people without blinking. This is called role-playing."

Gao Yang chuckled and said, "Come on, role-playing is a big deal. You are called fantasy. There are so many noises. Don't lure the enemy over. There are a few AK47s next door, and there are a lot of bullets. Go to the first floor to guard it. After Grolev and I took the bullets, we will retreat quickly."

Cui Bo patted the M4 in his hand and said with disdain: "We have this, what ak you want."

"Second guy, you are useless, I am useless. Grolev is useful. Please replenish him the bullet!"

After asking Cui Bo to go to the first floor to guard, Gao Yang greeted Grolev. After Grolev and he entered Malik's room, Gao Yang pointed to the AK47 rifles and ammunition packs placed on the bed and said, "There are a lot of bullets here. I think you can add a little. By the way, your legs are fine, right? Will it affect if you take too many bullets?"

Grolev just shook his head and signaled that his legs were fine. Then he took out a bullet from the ammunition bag on the bed, but Grolev threw it out just a glance.

"Forget it, this is not a bullet made by Russia. Look at the Arabic language on it. I don't need to know which country it was made by. As long as the bullets printed with this kind of text are garbage. They have one thing in common: the thickness of the shell is uneven. When you shoot, the shell may explode or be opened. In short, your gun will either explode or get stuck. So if you don't want this bullet to give you false confidence, stay away from these bullets. Compared with this bullet, the iron shell bullets made by Russia in the 1950s are considered top-notch goods."
Chapter completed!