A crisp sound interrupted Kasia's thoughts, and the protective door of the elevator opened, revealing that it was the eleventh floor of the building.

Drawing his pistol, Kasia walked to the staircase as he checked his firearm and loaded his bullet before reaching the twelfth floor. The layout of the building is somewhat different from that of the hotel, and the corridors are no longer a straight line, showing a few curves. The footsteps were slow, and after two or three steps, the sound of shoes hitting the ground disappeared completely. Based on the position of the sniper team that he had observed not long ago, Kasia looked around, and the layout of the rooms on the floor of the building soon became clear in his mind.

In less than a dozen steps, Kasia's body stopped, he stood in front of a door, and touched it with his hand, the material seemed to be just an ordinary steel structure, and there were no other defenses inside. After calming her breath, Kasia closed her eyes and pressed her ears to the wall by the door, her attention focused on hearing.

After a few seconds, all the faint sound sources that had escaped around them appeared. The closed eyes seemed to be able to see something, although subtle, but Cassia believed that she could see these objects in some states, such as in situations of extreme anger and in states of unusual calm. It was a corrugating substance on the surface of a lake, as if it were a sound wave that the brain automatically simulated. After returning from the base of the volcano, it seems that he has such an ability.

"Maybe it's from the fault memory?" Kasia thought, and then artificially cut off his thoughts.

The faint breathing, and despite the interference of other rooms, the strong rhythmic heartbeat sound that reached the ears through the walls already revealed the identity of the people in the room.

"Three people. Kasia said inwardly, and he reached for the portable communicator with his hand, and placed it next to the other ear, connecting Hesley. Neither spoke, and at this moment, only the slight tapping of their fingers was used to convey the message.

"I'm already outside the door, wait. "I don't know if the enemy's connection has always been connected." If we only open the report at a fixed point, then we can do a lot of things. If not, think about your retreat route in advance before they surround them. ”

After a few minutes, Kasia tapped the surface of the communicator: "The interval is usually every two minutes, the communication is sure to be connected at all times, and our actions cannot be hidden. ”

"Do you want to retreat? wait until the others come here?" Hesley asked, "I think it's better not to expose myself now." ”

"No, we'll each take out the enemy in our current position and hide in the building we're in. Kasia replied, as the muscles in her right hand squirmed, her clothes propped up at a visible speed, and the fingers holding the communicator slowly changed color, and a layer of fine black scales quickly spread on it, "Even for the surgeons, their energy cannot be unlimited. Just let them know I'm here. Next, it's time for them to tense their nerves. ”

"That's fine, I'll watch the outside a lot, and if I can find out the enemy's temporary command point, the rest will be much easier. ”

"Half a minute later, the action began. Kasia said before hanging up.

Looking at the mechanical watch, as the second hand had reached the last tick, Kasia gently inserted the nail cover on her finger into the tiny crack in the door, and at the same time took a step back.

"Crunch", the metal of ordinary material suddenly twisted, and after a muffled bang, the door frame that was embedded in the wall to be locked was directly and violently pushed open by a huge force. The warm air fluttered on Kasia's face the next moment.

Slight footsteps can be heard coming from inside the room.

"Inside the master bedroom?" The speed suddenly increased, and Kasia dodged directly into the hall in front of the door, and the pistol was already on the master bedroom.

With a "snort", sawdust flew up, and several bullets had already hit the master bedroom door that had not yet been opened. Then a barrage of bullets with a faint smoke erupted from the door into the hall. A hole was punched out of an entire door in an instant.

Kasia walked a few steps to the bottom of the hall, dodging the bullet as if walking, and walked slowly to the wall of the hall near the master bedroom. I don't know why it's so calm, maybe it's because I don't feel the danger at all, he thought. The enemy's actions seemed to be in their own prediction, and when they heard the sound of the door being broken, they did not immediately rush out, but shot through the door towards the inside of the hall.

The three of them don't expect to hit anything, and it should be them who are anxious now. The prey took the initiative to find the hunter, and except for the final dying struggle, in other cases, the prey seemed to have the confidence that it could definitely kill the hunter.

But things changed, and Kasia looked at the blood flowing through the crack in the door and said that the number should be two.

"Next up should be a steel-hulled bomb, or a flashbang or something. As he pondered, Kasia moved with great agility and quickly and silently walked to the wall. In the next moment, his body seemed to be weighing several tons, and as if this was his true form, and in the blink of an eye, Kasia was completely leaning over the ground, and his ears were pressed against the ground. On the wall beside him, several rows of staggered cross-bullet holes appeared, like a pair of scissors that were constantly opening and closing, sweeping the hall throughout. Patches of masonry and shards of wall ash bonded together fell on Cassia who lay in wait.

Inside, the sound of enemy footsteps, as well as the inaudible whispering of voices coming from their portable communicators, became distinct. Kasia's eyes opened at this moment, and bright red cross pupils bloomed inside.

"It's supposed to be feet here. Kasia took a deep breath, as if she had grasped something, and moved her body lying on the ground, and at the same time swung her right hand back, as if accumulating strength, and immediately punched directly at the root of the wall in front of her.

The simple red brick and concrete structure is not at all the same level as the strength and tenacity of Kasia's arms. The standard-thick wall was punched through, and then he felt a relatively soft object on his skin, and Kasia grabbed it, and her body bounced upwards at this time, and the force on her right arm became even greater, and she pulled it back violently.

"Ahhh One of the enemy's feet was pulled directly by Kasia to this side of the hall, and a noticeable bulge suddenly appeared on the wall.

The sound of the fire bolt sounded again, losing the cooperation of the other person, and according to the order in which the bullet holes appeared in the wall, Kasia dodged them all very easily. This kind of work is no longer difficult for him now, or for anyone who has some experience in the second-stage surgery. Shooting without seeing the target is just a stupid waste of bullets.

His eyes scanned the wall in front of him, and through the bullet holes the thickness of his thumb, Kasia's vision met the enemy in the master bedroom in one of the bullet holes. On the one hand, there is a calm gaze, and the blood-red cross pupils are gradually disappearing red like charcoal, and on the other side, it is like a fiery flame that is about to be extinguished in a violent wind.

The bullet once again pulled a faint trajectory of smoke through the hall, and Kasia walked step by step, not too fast, but let the bullet all graze his body and sink into the wall behind him.

In less than a few seconds, when all the bullets in the magazine had been fired, the enemy in the bedroom looked at the prey standing quietly in the hall, and froze there for a moment. He knew that it was time to change the magazine and continue shooting, but his body could no longer move. The man in the hall would never give him that time, even if it only took a second or so to change the magazine.

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"Sparrowy, get over quickly!" Milton listened to the voice coming from the machine, a little angry, but also a little excited, he understood what had happened, it was a provocation from his prey.