Bang.

The bullets directly penetrated the curtains floating in the wind. When they hit the wall beside the toilet door of Room 301, the cement skin on the wall was blown to pieces, and several pieces of wall skin fell off one after another under the shooting, which looked like the effect of observing the impact of the bullet in slow motion.

Bang!

Another gunshot was continued. The distance after the bullet escaped from the muzzle of the sniper rifle under non-accurate shooting was not one or a half points. The gun had already hit the toilet wall near the door of Room 301. However, this doesn't matter. The shooting position is not the purpose. The gunshot is just to make the Mexicans have inertia. The No. 1 sniper knows this, so he has no pressure when shooting.

Bang!!

The third strong voice came immediately, and in that second, Spanish came again in the toilet in Room 301.

"Are these policemen crazy? He thought this was an armor-piercing bomb that could blow up this wall?"

"Shut up, the people in the other two rooms have killed so many policemen, how could they not fight back? Now it should be a time to catch these guys off guard, and we must come up with a solution soon."

Bang, bang, bang.

Three more gunfires sounded, and many black bullet holes were left on the wall, which looked very cunning.

"Spider-Man ready."

The sound of the No. 1 sniper came over the moment the gunfire stopped. This was the most nervous moment for everyone. The special police outside all held the guns in their hands tightly. Everyone knew that if you want to fight against fate in an occasion, you must show enough toughness.

Bang!

When the seventh gunshot came, the No. 1 sniper immediately shouted: "go!"

When a person hears three gunshots two times in a row, he will definitely expect some of the third round of gunshots. That is the most hesitant moment, which is the so-called inertia.

In the sun, Pjanic, who was hanging on the exterior wall of Building 19, staring at the 401 window sill, had been waiting for a long time. After hearing the order, he let go of the rope and let his whole body fall in a free fall posture. The speed was unimaginable, like a suicide falling from the roof. Of course, what Pjanic cared about in this second was no longer speed. He was holding a flash bullet that had just pulled out the safety, which was the hope of the police to take revenge!

Calm down, Pjanic must calm himself down, he cannot care about any muzzle that poked out from Room 301 after the gunshot. His eyes can only be fixed at 11 o'clock...

Swish.

Pjanic went down, and in the blink of an eye he dropped from the 401 window to the 301 window. This speed was so fast that it was hard to react. The scene in Room 301 was almost fleeting in front of him, waiting to react. His head was at the bottom of the 301 window sill, and there was a wall in front of him!

In that second, the windows in Room 301 had nothing to enter the room except the sun...

That second, a sudden gunfire stopped. The Mexican, who was originally in inertia, noticed something was wrong and looked out...

This was the second to miss the best opportunity. The Mexican only showed one eye and secretly observed by the wall. When the sun shone in, a shaking rope entered his eyes.

Did the police attack through the window?

Where is the person?

Why is there only one rope?

Suddenly, a dark object flew into the window with a parabola drawn from the bottom of the window. The very regular arc shape was like a dotted line drawing the movement trajectory, and the final landing point was this toilet!!

Luckily, these policemen finally had a little luck since they started their mission. After losing the most critical second, Pjanic seized the opportunity of God to remedy him. The next second he threw out the flash bullet based on his mind and the structure of the room he saw when he landed. Then he stuck the rope with his life. The whole person stopped when he was about to fall to the ground, and hung on the rope and kept shaking. At that time, Pjanic's face turned pale, and he would slap on the ground a little later.

The sniper No. 1 saw Pianic missing the best opportunity, but before he could say the regretful report, he saw this guy throwing the flash bang in almost desperately. He no longer cared about his eyes staring at the scope, staring at the flash bang that was constantly spinning in the air just as soon as the door frame was rubbed in the downward arc and fell into the toilet. At the same moment when the white light flashed, he shouted: "Single Police!!!go!!!!"

puff!

A huge sound came from the toilet. The two Mexicans in the toilet had no idea that the flash bombs were thrown in. They were searching for what they were flying in. A strong white light flashed in the toilet instantly, and then the huge sound began to echo in this place with excellent sound effect. The light was too strong, and the two Mexicans had no other things in their eyes when they flashed. They met and walked into a pale world. In this world, your tinnitus would not stop, and your eyes would feel as if they were burning. When you realized that you were in the radius encompassed by the flash bomb, it must be the continuous flashing light that reminded you again and again.

"action!"

The special police rushed into the room. The first special policeman who rushed in fell directly in front of the bedroom and pulled the trigger. The second one, after bent over and rushed through the bedroom, lay on the ground and held a gun and began to shoot at the kitchen. At that time, the entire room was already filled with gunshots.

Dada, dada, dada, dada, dada.

The pots and pans in the kitchen began to fly randomly under the impact of bullets. After the juicer was swept on the base by bullets, it jumped up directly. Even the microwave oven was penetrated by bullets and began to collapse outwards. Even so, the police did not stop shooting. He had to make the Mexican hiding in the kitchen unable to look up during the crazy shooting.

The remaining special police rushed in under the cover of two companions. The special police, who was the first to approach the toilet, stood at the bathroom door with a gun in his arms, flashed in and pulled the trigger directly at the dead corner he faced. He didn't care whether there was anyone in the bathtub. After three gunshots of "dada" and the special police turned around, the moment he saw the Mexican who had thrown away the gun, covered his eyes and ears and bared his teeth, and his gun was final judgment on the two without combat effectiveness!

No one would like this scene. The gas mask on the face of the special police who had been suppressed for too long began to fire at the Mexicans. The bullet penetrated the flames spurted by the machine gun and penetrated directly from the lower abdomen and nailed into the wall with blood mist. Then, the two Mexicans became the worst dancers in the world. They kept shaking their bodies under the impact of the bullets, and only fell heavily when the soles of their feet slipped and the corpse lost balance.

You don’t have combat effectiveness? This special policeman doesn’t care about those. He only knows that many of his companions were still killed by the Mexicans with guns. Do those people have combat effectiveness?

null.

bump.

bite.

The sound of the corpse falling to the ground and the sound of the shell falling to the ground gradually became clear in this second. When the second special police arrived, the shell that the first special police retreated from the gun was still jumping on the ground, and his gunman still did not let go... The hatred still echoed in this small space.

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

"Billy! Billy!"

The second SWAT team member reached out and grabbed Billy's body armor on his shoulder. He said through the gas mask: "Billy! You have exhausted your magazines!"

Billy let go of a gunman and pulled the other person's clothes back and said, "If you want to train with me for four years, don't talk to me about official accents, I've used up all the magazines, but my companions died in this building!"

"Relax, Billy! I just remind you that they have grenades on them, don't harm yourself in the strafing. Your comrades are also my comrades. I don't care about the life or death of these bastards. Do you understand??!!"

Billy suddenly woke up and said, "Yes. They have grenades!"

"I need to change the magazine and come and help me suppress the bedroom!"

“i-get-it!”

"I'll go to the kitchen to change positions, and I don't have any bullets."

Dada, dada, dada, dada.

In a very short time in room 301, the shells rolled on the ground. At this time, Billy suddenly reached out to touch the pants pockets of the two dead Mexicans. During this touch, cold sweat came out directly from the back of his neck. He took out two grenades from the two corpses. These two grenades were defensive grenades, not black slender tubes, but round. The difference between defensive grenades and offensive grenades is that defensive grenades will be used outside the bunker during defense, with more shrapnel and stronger lethality; while offensive grenades have fewer single pieces, in order to reduce the probability of accidental injury during attack. However, as long as the strafing shot just now, as long as he did not bring out the gun body, or a bullet swept to the grenade, the toilet will be wiped out in an instant, and together with himself, it will turn into a pile of blood foam on the floor!

"Billy, what are you two doing? Bastard, this is a battlefield, not a couple's restaurant!!"

A shout from outside came. Billy walked out maliciously, changed the magazine outside the bedroom of Room 301, and directly pulled the grenade's insurance: "Brother, cease fire."

The special policeman who was blocking the bedroom door looked up and asked in confusion: "What?"

Billy shouted at this moment: "Everyone, withdraw, I'll say it again, everyone withdraw!"

After seeing the grenades in Billy's hand, the police retreated one after another, and all hid outside the door. Billy was left alone, he shouted into the bedroom: "Asshole, do you know how to use grenades at close range is the right way?"

After Billy finished yelling, he began to retreat towards the bedroom. At that time, he had already released his thumb holding the grenade safety tablet. The insurance tablet on the grenade had already bounced. Just one second passed, he raised his hand and threw it out.

The grenade flew into the bedroom in the air, hit the wall at the door of the bedroom and refracted into it. At this moment, the second second had passed... At that time, Billy rushed from the door to the corridor outside the door of Room 301. As soon as he landed, several hands reached out and dragged him over!

There are strict regulations on the training of opponent grenades in US military training, that is, grenades must be thrown within two seconds after opening the insurance, but Billy delays for one second, which means that when the grenade is refracted into the room and still in the air, it will explode immediately...

boom!!!

A huge noise came, and the powerful explosion directly knocked down the walls in the bedroom. The flames came out along the window that had long lost the glass under the squeeze of the narrow space in the bedroom. In the flames, countless shrapnel broke through the air and shone in the sun and flew away with a gloss.

Whoosh, whoosh.

When the sniper No. 1 saw this scene in the scope, he suddenly lowered his head and hid, cursing: "s—h—i—t! You are crazy!!!"

In room 301, the smoke had not yet dissipated. The Mexican in the kitchen stood up with his gun, walked to the kitchen door on the side of the collapsed bedroom wall, shouting in Spanish: "I surrender! Surrender!"

His voice came out in the thick smoke, and there was still a fire in the bedroom at that time. Billy flashed out of the door, and stuck at the door not only revealed half of his body, but also the gun that had fired two Mexicans and reinstalled the magazine!

Bang.

The bullet flew out of the muzzle and shot directly into the Mexican's right cheekbones. The Mexican, who stood at the kitchen door with both hands, suddenly leaned back and fell down. The wide eyes were particularly obvious in the process of falling backwards. He never thought that the police would kill a surrendered person.

"What did he say? Who speaks Spanish?" Billy is not a detective who has been in the Anti-Black and Anti-Drug Department for many years. He is a special police officer. The special police only performs tasks and does not handle cases, so he does not understand Spanish at all... (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!