Four Hundred and Eighty Chapters Black Gun Twenty, Roger State Brave

Luke accelerated at his feet and rushed to the stairs not far away.

"The enemy is mainly near the three entrances at six, nine, and twelve. They are gradually approaching the room where Martin and Roger are. There are about thirty people outside." Selena continued to broadcast the enemy's movements in real time.

"What about the distribution of enemies on the second floor?" he said.

Selena: "There is no one on your side, but a large number of enemies gathered at six, nine, and twelve o'clock."

At this time, Luke scanned the situation outside the corner of the second floor with a small mirror,

Dito's main manor building is very interesting.

It is a circular structure with the garden, swimming pool and lawn in the middle, and the building surrounds this entertainment and leisure place.

There is a staircase in the direction of 3, 6, and 92 o'clock in the main building, and the inner floor has a return corridor, which is why Martin and Roger were surrounded and pressed to the corner so quickly.

Only the corners can let them avoid the situation of being attacked by the enemy, but also let them have no way out.

Luke slightly adjusted his breath, the black gun in his hand was dedicated, and the special P226 with a muffler protruded a little out of the corner.

despair! despair! despair! despair!

20! 20! 20! 20!

While firing, Luke subconsciously dubbed the voice.

The NPCs to be killed tonight are likely to have a lot of experience. He feels that it is necessary to motivate himself by using online games to level up, otherwise, when will this be killed!

More than thirty meters away, at the ten o'clock stairway, the four bodyguards who were shooting into the room fell one by one.

Luke retreated at the same time, and once again used a small mirror to look at the movements of the three sides.

No one noticed here, and the four unlucky bastards didn't care at all, and other bodyguards immediately filled their positions.

mob! Luke pouted and moved his gun out again.

despair! despair! despair! despair!

As soon as he replaced him, he shot four more bodyguards at the door.

20! 20! 20! 20!

Luke is not in a hurry to withdraw this time,

He showed half of his face and one eye in a leisurely manner, looking at the reactions of the three sides.

All right! It seems that there are too many people, it doesn't matter if eight die. He was speechless.

Eight people fell so quickly, and no one thought to look around.

Dito's bodyguard is really "elite"!

despair! despair! despair! despair!

20! 20! 20! 20!

The four of them rushed to the street again, which finally caused a little commotion.

The bodyguards outside the door were hesitant and did not dare to approach the door immediately.

In less than two minutes, the door was full of corpses. The two guys in the room were so open!

Luke is not very good at this time.

If the people far away from the door fell, the pigs would know that it wasn't Martin in the room who did it.

He rolled his eyes, moved the muzzle down, aimed at the two bodyguards left behind on the first floor at six o'clock and pulled the trigger.

despair! despair! 20! 20!

Two people were directly headshot.

One of the left-behind bodyguards at the 12 o'clock stairway opposite seemed to have noticed the abnormality, and looked at the opposite side in confusion.

despair! despair! 20! 20!

Together with his companions, he also followed in the footsteps of the bodyguards on the opposite side.

Hmm, how much experience did you gain? Forget it, forget about those boring numbers! This unreliable thought flashed through Luke's mind, and he quickly put it aside.

At this moment, something suddenly rolled out of the room where Martin Roger was.

Two of the bodyguards approaching outside the house exclaimed, "Grenade!"

With a roar, the human rights near the door were all crap looking for cover - such as hiding behind the companion in front of him, and firmly immobilizing the companion's body.

This guy Martin came prepared, and most of the grenades he threw were fragmentation grenades.

As a retired Marine Corps elite, his grenade throw is quite accurate, and he can knock down several people each time.

These bodyguards were all psychologically affected by Martin's grenade, and they couldn't get into the room for so long.

Just now they poured in seven or eight people, and they were all reimbursed by Martin with a grenade.

Luke was ready when the two called out the grenade.

boom!

despair! despair! despair! despair!

At the same time as the explosion sounded, he stared at a group of people hiding behind a hapless bodyguard and slammed his hands.

There was smoke and screams on the opposite side, and no one noticed the five people who died in a string.

Luke continued his efforts and screamed at the bodyguards on the side... The people behind him continued to shoot black guns.

The people who screamed were the unfortunate people who were half-crippled by the fragments, and it was better to let them live to create a chaotic atmosphere.

despair! despair!

despair! despair!

Over there, four more guys who shrunk and escaped the disaster fell softly.

In addition to the few who were screamed by Martin's grenade, the bodyguards lost more than ten people at once, and the vicinity of the door has been reduced to a morgue, crouching horizontally and vertically, and a large number of people are lying on the ground.

This ferocious scene made the bodyguards who had been very imposing decisively wither.

Who can resist this? There are less than 100 of them, so it's not enough to die for half an hour.

"Luke, the bodyguard outside the building brought an RPG over." Selena's voice sounded, and she said a bad news.

Luke: ...is this a tit for tat?

Thinking in his heart, he has quickly changed a magazine for the P226 in his hand.

Martin is not an idiot.

The bodyguard outside the door suffered heavy casualties. The bodyguard outside the building held an RPG and fled there. This was a very simple multiple-choice question.

Sure enough, a grenade suddenly flew out from the opposite door.

Seeing the general shape of the grenade, Luke resolutely retreated to the corner.

With a bang, a bright light flashed across the courtyard at the same time.

A few screams sounded, and then there were panic shouts: "Eyes, my eyes!"

The flashbang, commonly known as "blind dog's eyes", is so easy to use.

After the flash, Luke moved out of the corner again and raised the P226 in his hand.

The figures of Martin and Roger rushed out of the room.

Martin bowed slightly, and the M4A1 in his hand moved the muzzle quickly and slightly, bang bang bang bang bang cleared the bodyguard on the left side of the door.

Roger was behind him, and the pistol in his hand continued to fire, hitting the bodyguards on the right side of the door to hide behind cover, not daring to show their heads.

Luke started at the right time.

despair! despair!

despair! despair!

Roger's right side immediately fell several bodyguards.

Looking at Roger's somewhat inexplicable appearance, Luke snickered in his heart and kept moving his hands.

despair! despair!

despair! despair!

despair! despair!

In order from near to far, he knocked down the six bodyguards on the right one by one.

Martin's marksmanship and weapons are excellent, and there are hardly any enemies left before the muzzle.

Roger can't.

After all, he's just a police detective, not a SWAT, let alone a special force.

A magazine was fired, and Roger actually missed a single enemy.

But with the cooperation of Luke's double reeds, Roger found that he seemed to be able to knock down one or two enemies every time he shot, which was called great courage.

"Haha, who said I can't shoot well!" He couldn't help muttering.