If Cheng Bin had no way to judge the enemy's identity when he was attacked, then he can now be sure that the person who came should be a soldier who had received professional training.

The reason for supporting him to make a judgment is very simple. Only professional soldiers would favor firepower delivery capabilities so much. Not only did they seize every opportunity to throw lightning, but they even used RPGs. In their hands, guns are just tools to suppress the enemy. The real killing depends on these powerful facial killing weapons.

You should know that although a powerful weapon has great lethality, it is more likely to hurt your own people by mistake. Especially in team battles, if you don’t get a thunder and throw it into the wrong place, you will destroy your own people. Therefore, among teams that have not received professional training, even if someone likes doing this, his teammates will teach him how to be a human being, unless everyone can be sure that doing so will only bring benefits.

In Cheng Bin's opinion, although the enemy still has a lot of room for improvement in the timing and choice of using powerful weapons this time, at least in many uses, it did not accidentally hurt friendly forces, which is already a pretty good achievement, especially in the current chaotic battlefield.

After discovering someone throwing thunder into the living room, Cheng Bin immediately turned around and fell to the ground, and then the grenade thrown in from outside the door exploded.

This time it was still a broken thunder, and it still failed to cause any damage to Cheng Bin. On the complex terrain with many obstacles, the broken thunder ability of the grenade is very limited. The irregular shape of the broken thunder makes its penetration ability even less than that of the bullet, and basically a stronger wooden board can easily block it.

Cheng Bin bent down to the window of the living room with the smoke after the grenade explosion, and looked out. Under the moonlight, there was no one in the yard, but a black shadow was shaking slightly on the ground not far from Cheng Bin. Obviously, someone was standing outside the door against the wall, and it was only a wall between Cheng Bin.

Cheng Bin quietly took a step back and felt a tripping under his feet. He lowered his head and saw a bloody man pulling the security pin of a grenade with his trembling hands. Obviously, Cheng Bin's hasty shooting just now did not destroy the enemies in the living room, and the grenade behind him also failed to do this. This guy actually resisted the attacks that followed both sides of the enemy and us.

Cheng Bin squatted down and waited for a second, until the man used all his strength to pull out the security pin, and then reached out to pick up the grenade in his hand.

"Thank you," he whispered, and then stuffed the grenade that popped the safety piece out of the broken window. The ground outside the window did not harden, so the grenade did not make much noise when it fell on the ground, at least not much compared to the sound it made on the living room floor.

The soldier stared at him blankly, and the heavy blood loss made his mind slow, and he obviously failed to understand what was going on in time.

Cheng Bin patted his shoulder, took off another grenade from the man's tactical uniform, and then turned around and ran away.

The grenade that was stuffed out of the window exploded, and the person hiding outside the door was completely unprepared, and a scream suddenly rang out.

The owner of the grenade finally realized that he had just gained the enemy. He stretched out his right hand weakly and grabbed Cheng Bin unwillingly, then a thick stream of blood emerged from his mouth, and his body limped and stopped moving again.

Cheng Bin circled around the living room and collected several grenades. Then he heard the sound of a car motor outside the door, as if a car was driving over.

He hesitated for a moment, turned around and ran towards the corridor. He had just run two steps and heard a moan in his ear.

Cheng Bin suddenly stopped and cursed in his heart. Reason reminded him that he should leave here immediately, but conscience reminded him that an innocent girl was still lying under the stairs.

To be honest, before this, Cheng Bin didn't know Rebecca at all, and he didn't even know that there was such a person. However, the three views he had developed over the years made him unable to leave Rebecca here without any psychological burden.

Without hesitation for a long time, he made a decision instantly, turned around and ran down the stairs, reached out to carry Rebecca, who was half unconscious, onto his shoulders, and then ran towards the end of the first-floor corridor.

The sound of cars coming from the yard disappeared, replaced by the chaotic footsteps. Cheng Bin opened the window at the end of the corridor, looked out, and found no trace of the enemy. It was estimated that the melee just now completely disrupted the enemy's rhythm, at least they did not have enough personnel to encircle Glova's house.

Cheng Bin put the girl on the windowsill, jumped out by himself, and then turned around to pull the girl out. Even for Cheng Bin, it was a bit difficult to complete this process independently. Fortunately, the girl was not very heavy and Cheng Bin had enough strength.

During this process, Rebecca struggled for a while and seemed to wake up, but at this time Cheng Bin heard footsteps coming, afraid that Rebecca would make a sound, so he quickly reached out to cover her mouth, half-held her, ran to the wall opposite the window, and hid behind a car.

Two people walked over from the gate of the courtyard and stopped not far from Cheng Bin's hiding place. One of them said, "You'd better be sure he must be here."

"Of course I can." Another person said. Cheng Bin felt that the guy's voice sounded very familiar, but he just couldn't remember who it was.

He said, "My people watched him come here." After that, he paused and said, "Is it too much for you to do this?"

"To the little boys of the Jugashviri family?" said the first person contemptuously: "You can treat this as a warning. Since they have taken in the murderer, we cannot blame our revenge."

"Then you'd better do it clean." The second man said angrily: "I don't want to get involved in this matter."

The first person looked a little impatient. He muttered, turned around and walked towards the gate, and the other person hurriedly followed.

Cheng Bin finally remembered who the second person was, and suddenly felt that there was a MMP in his heart that he must say.

He looked around and was sure that no one came over again. Then he let go of the hand that covered Rebecca's mouth, and then found that the little girl fainted again.

Cheng Bin sighed with his fate, hugged her and opened the door of the back seat of the car, stuffed Rebecca in, and then threw his backpack and rifle in the passenger seat. During this process, he did not recognize that the car was Glova's car.

I don’t know if the public security in this era is better. Cheng Bin found that people in the wasteland usually do not lock their cars. The police car Isabel drove did not pull out the car keys when it was parked on the road. The same is true for Glova’s car. No matter who it is, he can drive away easily, as long as he wants.

At this time, the people who had just arrived by car had occupied the yard again and were entering the building in batches. However, no one expected that someone had already run out of the building in the short chaos just now.
Chapter completed!