Dragon War opened fire with a violent storm, firing all the pistols in the pistols, emptying the shotguns in the MP153, ending the violent bombardment.
Another 180-degree turn, back behind the wall, and call it a day.
No matter what the situation was at the end of the corridor, even if he was 99% certain that all the enemies had been wiped out, he did not rush over to check with an empty gun.
Instead, he became a professional battlefield veteran. The first thing he should do at this time was——
Reload!
The muzzle of the spray gun was pointed downward, sandwiched between his legs.
The gun body should be tucked as far behind the legs as possible, and the rear half of the trigger should be clamped to prevent the hot muzzle from burning the inside of the legs.
Long Zhan doesn’t want to eat fried meat!
"Click~"
With his right hand, he pulled out a pistol magazine from the chest strap and replaced the Glock with a new magazine.
Load the gun.
He put the pistol in his mouth and bit it, took off the No. 12 shotgun from the chest hanger, picked it up with a spray gun, and stuffed the shotshells into the magazine from below one by one.
There are 8 bullets in total and it takes four seconds.
Although the speed of loading shotguns with one hand is not comparable to that of the top Western fast shooters, it is already at the ceiling level for ordinary people.
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During Dragon War's attack and bombing, gunshots and explosions were heard from time to time on the second floor.
It seems that the support personnel sent by the cult leader were trying their best to attack from the first floor to the second floor, but Dennis used a submachine gun and grenades to block them at the bottom of the stairs.
Dennis's fighting ability is surprisingly good, which relieves a lot of pressure on the dragon battle.
Just concentrate on dealing with the enemies in front.
The two guns returned to full ammunition. Long Zhan, who was not panicking even though he had both guns and bullets, returned to holding the gun with his hands crossed, but still did not rush out.
He chose to lean against the wall and shouted into the dark corridor where the gunfire had stopped and became extremely silent: "Hey, is anyone still alive?"
Long Zhan speaks fluent English with an obvious Eastern accent, which foreigners generally cannot learn.
Let alone on Maozi's territory.
Long Zhan deliberately used English to express feelings in order to win the favor of the usecs in the room, and it really had a very good effect.
In less than three seconds, a response came from the innermost part of the apartment.
"Who are you?"
He speaks in a very mature voice, about 35 years old, and has a standard eastern American accent.
There was a hint of confusion, a hint of fatigue, and a hint of surprise in his voice.
"Who am I? In your current state, do you need to care?"
Long Zhan attacked the weak point without mercy and took the initiative in speaking, so I continued: "I am just an American who happened to be passing by and came to save you."
"Okay, then come over. There are no living enemies at the door."
The people in the apartment chose to believe in Long Zhan, and he had reached the point where he had no choice but to believe in Long Zhan.
Believe in Long Zhan, he has a chance to survive.
If he refuses Long Zhan's help, he and his teammates will definitely die.
Given the choice between possible death and absolute death, as long as the brain is not completely rusty, people will choose the former to give it a try.
Even if this chance of survival is possible, the probability is only a humble 1%.
That is also an opportunity!
"Dennis, the third floor is cleared. You can come up now. I'll leave the stairs to you."
Long Zhan used the radio to notify Dennis on the second floor, put the pistol back into the holster on his waist, picked up the night vision device again, put it in front of his eyes, and walked over with the spray gun in one hand.
Night vision goggles are great to use, and the dark world immediately becomes clear.
There are four yellow-red areas in the thermal imaging, five crooked human-shaped bodies, and an irregular circle on the ground.
The five human figures belong to cult members, and the thermal imaging sphere on the ground was exploded by a grenade.
Looking at the hundreds of holes on the wall, Long Zhan went straight to the door of the apartment without taking any shots at the five people.
It was blown up by a fragmentation grenade at close range, and was showered with nearly 200 projectiles.
If any one of these 5 people is still alive and has the strength to shoot Long Zhan, then Long Zhan will accept this shot.
Even if you are beaten to pieces, you can still be the sixth child.
Well, this person is not a human being, he is a god. It is worthwhile to meet a god while alive.
"I'm coming in, don't shoot." Long Zhan shouted from the door.
Although he knew that the other side knew that he was coming, he didn't want to be shot a few times by a guy inside who had become extremely nervous because he had been besieged for a long time.
"I see you, come in." The person in the room responded quickly.
After hearing the response, Long Zhan stepped into the door and happened to see a man walking out of it.
This guy looks like a ruthless character.
Wearing a camouflage tactical helmet on his head, the helmet is also equipped with a night vision device, both eyes are also in open mode.
The equipment he was wearing was also very familiar to Long Zhan. It was the tactical bulletproof vest that Long Zhan wanted most.
Radio, gps terminal, tactical medical kit, tactical carrying system...
Wait, everything is included.
This set of equipment is not a random piece of equipment, but a complete set of individual combat systems, called iifs, the full name of which is individual iing system, which is translated as personal integrated combat system.
In the late 1980s, in order to meet the urgent needs of modern warfare, the US military developed iifs, which replaced Alice's tactical equipment.
The equipment on usec is very luxurious, and the items on the backpack are also very rich.
Not to mention the bulging tactical backpack, the outside of the tactical backpack is also full of equipment. If you can lick him, he will definitely be so fat.
At the very least, Long Zhan's eyes were gleaming, but luckily his rationality controlled his desires.
usecThe strong man saw that Long Zhan was as strong as a bear. Not only was he not frightened, but his eyes brightened even more. He completely gave up his guard and walked over.
At this moment, he knew very well that if he wanted to do anything to such a powerful man like Long Zhan, he would not be able to escape death tonight.
If Long Zhan really came to help him, then the probability of survival is very high.
He walked upstairs and sat down next to him. He first looked at the door and around the walls full of bullet holes. He looked at Long Zhan and said with respect, "Did you do this?"
"I think they did it themselves, maybe because their conscience was tortured, so..."
Long Zhan smiled humorously and made a joke.
"What? Conscience? Are you kidding me?"
usec was amused by Long Zhan's words, and the atmosphere between the two became much more relaxed.
Long Zhan raised his head towards the apartment he had just come out from and asked straight to the point: "You guys look worse, are there anyone alive inside?"
"Yes, there are three left... injured." Usec was sad and embarrassed.
Long Zhan heard that everyone was injured, which was much more serious than he thought. He frowned and said, "We have to leave here as soon as possible. They still have people down there. If we continue to stay here, they will come up sooner or later."