Long Zhan firmly believed that the cultists must be planning something, but he couldn't guess what they were planning.
The cultists had eaten a big bomb and were helpless. They all turned into obedient people and stayed quietly on the second floor without doing much.
Long Zhan and Dennis completed the booby trap deployment on the third floor and chose a location to hide.
Only the usec captain in charge of the fourth floor was like a wind-up toy, running back and forth between the third and fourth floors.
He became the only busy person in the room!
He stayed upstairs for less than half an hour, and the footsteps never stopped. Long Zhan didn't know what kind of trick he was performing.
Anyway, he used up all the grenades in his pocket and ran down from the fourth floor.
He began to go to the apartment and carry his injured comrades upstairs one by one.
Captain usec knew that there were cultists downstairs, so he deliberately walked softly. However, walking alone would be heavy when being carried on his back, and no matter how gentle his steps were, there was still a sound.
His actions were quickly noticed.
The cultists downstairs recognized someone by the sound and knew someone was running upstairs. Like a hornet's nest that had been disturbed, someone immediately responded.
"Bang bang bang..."
Gunfire rang out again.
Instead of just pulling the trigger and firing randomly like before, you fire with a plan and an idea.
Because the stairs were blown up and could not be ascended, the cultists downstairs did not have a suitable shooting line and could not directly hit the usec captain who was running from the third floor to the fourth floor.
So they had to "open their minds" and play "bullet billiards" between useful and useless.
Deliberately hitting the wall diagonally with the bullet, and taking advantage of the bullet's ricochet when it hit the wall and the stairwell diagonally, allowed the bullet to refract and hit the third floor and the stairs leading to the fourth floor.
have to say.
Cultists are very thoughtful.
Most of these stray bullets flying around were shot directly into the wall, but a small number of bullets hit a harder place and actually ricocheted.
Some can actually bounce up to the third floor!
Stray bullets bounce back with no accuracy at all, flying around like headless flies. Those who are unlucky may actually get hit.
As long as Long Zhan leaves the stairwell, these stray bullets will pose no threat to him at all.
but.
Captain usec is hard to say.
He moves slowly while carrying people on his back, and needs to keep walking back and forth upstairs. The probability of winning is actually quite high.
Captain usec knew that he might be hit, but for the safety of his teammates, he could only press on.
Long Zhan couldn't watch the usec captain, who was really hit by the bullet and lost his fighting ability, and had to give up helping to carry people upstairs.
Choose to use a gun to fight back downstairs.
For anyone who dares to poke his head in and shoot under such circumstances, Long Zhan only wants to send him three words - a real man.
Long Zhan is afraid of death.
So he chose to pick up the gun and shoot.
Suppress the cultists who are shooting below with firepower, provide fire cover for the usec captain, and reduce the probability of being hit by stray bullets.
The cultists, who had been holding it in for more than an hour, became more emotional when they saw someone shooting at them from above.
Hula la, a lot more came running over.
"Da da da da..."
"Ta-ta-ta-ta..."
Eighty-nine guns fired upward from the second floor from different angles at the same time, with full firepower, and bullets flew upward like rain.
The number of bullets fired increased, and the number of stray bullets that rebounded after impact also increased.
Swishing towards the third floor!
Long Zhan had to call Dennis over and asked him to defuse a grenade trap and give a gift to the cultists below. This sudden fierce firefight came to an end.
As for the number of cultists who were killed below, Long Zhan doesn’t know.
However, despite another small victory, Long Zhan's mood did not improve, but instead became more worried than before.
Because it can be seen from this small firefight that the cultists below are really stubborn.
Dragon War for sure!
Cultists are like ticks that have bitten into flesh and will not let go easily.
The obstruction caused by the collapse of a mere flight of stairs will never let them stop and leave. They will definitely stay down there.
Until he comes up with a practical way to target the "prey" hiding upstairs.
What Long Zhan is most worried about is that these cultists were inspired by his blowing up the stairs and got a bunch of explosives to blow up the entire building.
Analysis from the perspective of a dragon war blasting expert...
As for this five-story brick structure house, its earthquake resistance and explosion resistance are absolutely very poor. It really doesn't require a lot of explosives to blow it up.
All he needed to do was give Long Zhan ten kilograms of TNT explosives, and he could reduce the house to rubble.
"I hope they didn't bring explosives... Huh??"
Just as Long Zhang prayed silently in his heart, he suddenly smelled the smell of burnt rubber, which was very pungent and unpleasant.
Everyone, please go and try it soon.】
"Smoke? Think of us as rats?"
Long Zhan came out of the apartment and came back to the stairs. He didn't need to look down at all. He could indeed see the faint light of the fire.
If you listen carefully, you can hear the crackling sound of burning wood.
It should be that the door panels, door frames and other bases were removed, and after the fire was started, some scrap tires were thrown on the fire, creating thick rubber-smelling smoke.
"The light of the burning fire is not very clear. It seems that they should have burned the fire on the first floor to maximize the smoke effect."
When Long Zhan guessed the intentions of the cultists, Dennis also ran over from the apartment next door.
Frowning in disgust, he asked, "What's going on? Why do I smell the pungent smell of smoke? Did the explosion just cause a fire?"
"No, no, they set a fire downstairs to smoke us out," Long Zhan replied.
"What should we do? We don't have gas masks. If the smoke is too big, we won't be able to survive." Dennis's face became serious.
"It's okay, nothing serious."
The expressions of Long Zhan and Dennis were opposite, and they comforted without being too worried: "Whatever, let them burn it, it will just buy some time to stay up until dawn.
After the big gift I gave them just now, all the windows in this house have lost their glass.
Now we have opened all the doors on the third floor, and the ventilation effect of the entire building has been fully improved.
No matter how big the fire is on the first floor, no matter how thick the smoke is, it's useless. There's no room for gathering here because it's well ventilated, and it will immediately spread in all directions.
Although it will be uncomfortable for us to stay here, we will definitely not die.
You don't need to be nervous at all, just guard the corridor windows on the left and right sides and be careful not to let them take advantage of the smoke to reach from the next building."
"Teng Teng Teng..."
There was a sound of fast footsteps, and the usec captain also hurriedly ran down the stairs.
When he saw Long Zhan, he hurriedly asked: "What's going on with this smoke? Ahem, it's already floated to the fourth floor. Is it caused by the cultists?"