At this moment, a sudden "swish" sound came from the direction of other action groups. Accompanied by the smoke bombs, the light of tracer bullets in the tunnel flashed across the tunnel. The smoke bombs turned to the side of the action team, so that the direction of the action team was not seen by the group army soldiers. The tracer bullets flew across the air on the second floor of the small building, illuminating the surroundings very brightly. These two things assisted each other. While covering the team members of the action team, they illuminated the window in front of the small building, and the positions of the group army machine gunners were also clearly seen.

Each operation team was originally equipped with smoke bombs and tracer bombs. Most of these things were not used in previous encirclement and arrest operations. The operation team led by Philona was blocked head-on, and the appearance of mechanical life bodies lost contact with the external security forces. Everyone was a little panicked and did not think of these things for a moment. At this moment, other operation teams directly used these things. The team members on Philona also woke up in time and threw out the smoke screen and shot out two tracer bombs. The side and front of the building suddenly became a state where both sides could not see the other party clearly.

The window on the wall of the small building was accompanied by gunfire, and someone shouted and scolded. Their eyes were not feeling well.

This is an opportunity!

Philona came out from under the low wall, and took the submachine gun left by the bailiff who had just covered him, half-squatted his body to stabilize the center of gravity. As the tracer bullets had not yet dissipated, the smoke interfered with the enemy's sight, but had not completely covered the gap in the windows of the small building. The bullets were raised to face the lower edge of the window with a half-shuttle bullet. The bullets had a strong penetration ability in the weak parts of these windows. In addition, the impact of multiple bullets within less than ten centimeters of the window edge, which was greater than the impact drill. It wedged the window edge and a gap, and the bullets behind rushed straight into the house from the gap, directly through the two army soldiers standing there. When the small building was in the middle, the curses came out with screams.

There are actually tear gases in the action group, but considering that they are currently attacked from both sides, no one dares to use it. If this thing is used in the tunnel, it cannot spread. I am afraid that the action group will suffer at that time.

Excellent agents are good at seizing small opportunities in desperate situations, expanding them step by step, creating opportunities for themselves. Philona, ​​whose fighting nerves were activated by the blood of her comrades, seemed to have found a fighting soul that had not been opened for ten years. She rode a machine gun to block the gangsters on the windows of the second-story building. The machine gunners did not dare to show their heads and the opponent's bullets weakened. She took out another smoke screen from the bailiff who had fallen to the ground, pulled the safety bolt, and threw it into the building from the window. In this way, it became a problem to see the situation outside from the building.

After completing this move, she rushed forward in the smoke screen, dodging left and right in the panic shooting of machine guns upstairs, and rushed downstairs. The first floor of the second floor building looked like there was no window. In this way, as long as she rushed to the bottom of the building, the sunken place on the side of the stairs and other buildings was a natural bunker. You can attack the small building, and the bullets of the criminals of the army on the second floor could not be fired there. The bailiffs behind Philona naturally knew how to cooperate. Seeing Philona disappear in the smoke screen, since she couldn't see the actual situation ahead, then raise the muzzle and follow the direction of the shooting just now. Although the bullets were poured onto the second floor of the small building, the muzzles that blocked Philona were suppressed. Although there were still bullets coming towards Philona, ​​they lost their correctness and just nailed a row of bullet holes on the ground.

But no window does not mean safety, there is still a door. There was a sudden thrust of metal scratching on the security door opposite, and a palm-sized visiting window was pulled open from the inside, followed by a black cannon barrel stretching out from the inside.

Small grenade! Philona immediately ran to the side. This thing is range-killing. As long as it explodes around Philona, ​​a single piece will be fatal!

With a loud bang, the grenade indeed flew towards Philona from the barrel, pulling out a gray-white smoke. At this time, Philo stopped moving to the side, faced the front, sprinted two steps, and then flipped, jumping into the air before the grenade could accelerate. Although the infrared sensing of the stray bullet sensed the location of Philona, ​​the distance was too close after all, and the initial direction was facing the ground. The result of automatic adjustment of the flight trajectory was to dive down to straight flight.

In an instant, the grenade flew over to Philona's thigh, and a big hole burst out on the cement wall fifty meters away.

When Philona landed, her feet immediately took root on the ground, pouring all the bullets in her submachine gun in her hand into the half meter below the small window on the door.

Similarly, the repeated impact of the submachine gun bullets in the same place, how can the door made of iron be low? Within a few strokes, the door was pulled out and a hole was pulled out. A few screams inside, and it seemed that the army soldiers inside were penetrated by the bullets into candied haws.

After the bullets were poured out, the submachine gun lost its function. Philona threw the submachine gun and quickly approached the building, sticking it to the side of the door along the wall. After approaching the building, she could naturally hear the sounds inside the building, coughing, yelling, and wailing inside, and in a mess. But Philona did not pay attention to these, but instead counted the voices of people inside and roughly estimated the specific number of people hidden. A few seconds later, Philona had a number in her mind: about thirty people. This was a difficult number. It was a bit difficult for her to deal with so many people alone.

At this moment, a slap from behind her on the shoulder.

Who? He actually touched behind Philona silently? Philona was shocked and grabbed the man's arm with his back, which was a back drop. The man seemed to be ready, and grabbed the other hand on the inside of her thigh, making her unable to exert force. What's even more annoying is that the hand was still grabbing the muscles on the inside of her thigh, and he also pinched it torture!

Philona's heart swayed, almost instinctively, no longer exerted force and fell backwards but turned sideways, and a slap was like a man's face. "Yeah, that's not bad! He changed his moves very quickly." Lin Zicong smiled and grabbed her hand, then put Philona's body as if he was dancing, and took her around inertia, and then hugged her in her arms. This dead playboy actually didn't forget to take advantage of others here. Philona thought viciously.

These circles made Philona a little dizzy, but no matter how much she scolded, her dizziness made her tense nerves return to her for a moment. The dizziness was strange, and it was impossible to tell whether it was caused by the circle or the spirit one by one, but it was obviously not the time when you could tell it clearly. "Why are you here?" Philona asked in a low voice.

Lin Zicong did not answer, and as if he was magical, he took out two grenades from a row of falling objects under his sleeves, pulled the safety pin, took two steps back, and threw the two grenades in as the chaos upstairs had not yet ended. But with just one small move, the bullets flying from afar hit the wall of the second-story building, flying around. Two of them rubbed against his body and immediately pulled two grooves on the leather armor. This small adventure made Philona calm again, and she stepped forward and pulled him back behind the side wall.

Lin Zicong didn't say anything, threw the grenade and immediately pulled Philona and rushed towards the ground where the man who had fed the mechanical life body had disappeared.

The stray bullets whizzed like rain, and it seemed that there was no good way to block them, but these stray bullets had no targets and did not hit the two of them anywhere. Instead, they whizzed into the ground and the wall. The two approached the green plants, and at the same time rushed forward and pounced towards the visible groove of the ground. The second floor behind them suddenly made a loud noise, and two balls of flames swept out from the house. The small building immediately disappeared, and the power of the grenade was naturally greater than that of the bullets in the distance.

Where the landing is a dry fountain.

"I knew you wouldn't prepare grenades. The Ministry of Law was a little kind to the bad guys!... But fortunately, you didn't attack us before! One of the homeless men on the northern passage was me. Well, the smoke screen made a good thing, and the throwing was very good." Lin Zicong said contradictoryly while standing up from the ground. He seemed to understand what Philona was thinking, and he answered her two questions as soon as he came up. The fountain area was about eight or nine square meters, and there was a door on the wall, which seemed to be used by the maintenance room. "You are underestimating your opponent in this operation, so you are currently in a dangerous situation. To be honest, you have already taken the posts on the periphery." Lin Zicong said while pulling Philona towards the small door. Philona's face looked extremely ugly, but there was nothing to say. She felt a little confused.

Lin Zicong let go of Philona, ​​looked carefully at the crack in the door, then took two steps back and said, "But I don't blame you, this is an encirclement. You surrounded the small building, and you were surrounded by the mercenary group. Fortunately, when you entered the encirclement, Gao Xingle from the General Staff of the Third Army arrived in time and set up a fourth floor encirclement outside. You can avoid being attacked from both sides. I guess they have already taken over the mercenary group on the periphery."

This sentence solved Philona's question again, and she hadn't even asked a question yet.

"Mercenary Group?" Philona was shocked by Lin Zicong's words, and the stimulation, happiness, excitement and sorrow in her memory appeared at this critical moment. Her thoughts were all chaotic, so this sentence was almost a question that squeezed out from the gap between her thoughts. Lin Zicong stopped for a moment, stopped the momentum that originally planned to rush to the door immediately, walked up, hugged Philona, ​​and said in her ear: "Now is not the time to explain. Think about our task ten years ago. Now let go of your colleagues, they just need to be able to

It is enough to withstand the impact of the mercenaries coming from behind later, which is their victory. If they cannot withstand, they will sacrifice gloriously. To win, they will always have to pay a price. This is something no one can do for them. You and I now have our tasks and must be completed, otherwise their sacrifice will become worthless! ... Now, they are the shields behind us. Every time they buy us a minute, they are at the cost of life, so you have no reason to retreat or waste. Now only by completing our tasks can you be worthy of them!"

"Our...task?" Philona's mind was a little short-circuited. Everything became too complicated and she couldn't think about it.

But Lin Zicong cut the mess quickly, took a deep breath, and said with a serious look: "What we are going to get now are two evidences, one is the account book or warehouse entry and exit records of them, and the other is the dirt. In addition, the enemy we are trying to solve! Don't think about anything else!"

After saying that, he gently let go of Philona, ​​stared at his eyes and patted Philona on the shoulder, as if he wanted to inject his courage into her body, then turned around, rushed forward two steps, and kicked the wooden door on the wall, which shattered in response.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!