Clarence woke up and looked at the collapsed floors, cracked walls, and stray furniture, and his first reaction was an earthquake.

However, he quickly remembered the deafening explosion that had just been deafening and immediately concluded that it was not an earthquake, but an organized attack.

The branch was attacked, and the hand is still so big, who did it?

The question flashed through Clarence's mind, but it was only fleeting, and he immediately put it aside, and the first priority was to leave the dangerous building immediately and get to a safe place first.

He reached for the pistol hidden under the pillow, only to feel a sharp pain in his back, and his internal organs turned over and over.

The battle-hardened Clarence knew that it was just a concussion caused by his fall from a height, not a fatal injury, and that it would be relieved as long as he rested for a while, and if one could be closed, he would be back to life.

But the pain also reminded him that he was not fit to fight, and it also calmed him down.

Clarence pulled out his pistol in pain and sprang upward, panting against the sloping wall.

"Yes, you can't leave here now, I don't know how many enemies there are outside, and I don't know where they are hiding, and rushing out is tantamount to death. This building was blown up like this, and it was difficult for them to get in, but this place was the safest. ”

He pulled the bolt of his gun, loaded the bullet, pointed the muzzle of the gun at the door, and made up his mind that if anyone found someone to open the door, he would shoot it at the first opportunity.

"Wait, just wait! With such a movement, it is impossible for the Lagos police not to be alarmed, as long as they come, how many enemies have to retreat, that is the real chance of escape. ”

The police have always been scoffed at mercenaries like Clarence, and even if they were ready to attack the Hidden Dragon Company, they did not take into account the strength of the police.

But fate sometimes likes to be sarcastic, and the police, who are most despised by Clarence, have become his only life-saving straw at the moment. As for the people in Charlie's branch, he wasn't thinking about it at all - if they could blow up their building without warning, the waste would be like a dead man, if not dead, and there was no need to get any hope up.

Waiting for the police was the best way for Clarence to respond, but not everyone was as calm as he was in analyzing the situation in front of him.

Bang bang bang!

A barrage of gunfire rang out in the ruins, and Clarence, who was well-versed in tactics, immediately heard that it was someone suppressing fire.

You don't have to look to know that it was the surviving mercenaries preparing to charge outside, trying to escape from the dangerous building that could collapse at any moment.

"These stupid pigs!"

The gunfire began to thin out, but it soon became dense, and it was not known how many people survived and how many tried to rush out.

Clarence was so angry that he slammed the bed board, which was already so badly damaged, let out a groan under his fist, and collapsed with a click, knocking Clarence to the brim.

Rao is like this, he is still babbling and scolding in his mouth.

"Fack! Idiot! Can't you use your brains until you shoot? You want to tell the enemy that there are still people alive here, there are still people to fight, come and kill them......"

……

Looking at the bombed-out dormitory building, Charlie felt as if the sky had fallen.

He could imagine when General Lenny Philip learned that someone had infiltrated Ralco

What a rage it would be to blow up the building where the combat team lived, and let him lose four teams.

As the head of the Lagos branch, he had an inescapable responsibility, and even if he escaped to the ends of the earth, he was captured by Philip's army, and then his family was packed into boxes, poured into concrete, and finally sunk into the sea, which was General Lenny Philip's favorite punishment.

Charlie slumped on the couch, pulled out his pistol with a trembling hand, and trembled as he shoved it into his mouth. Although he didn't want to die, but dying would exchange the safety of his family, so he could only choose this path.

The fear in his heart made him unable to make up his mind to pull the trigger, and suddenly the sound of gunfire in the ruins woke up the distracted Charlie.

"There are still people alive!"

Charlie's eyes glowed again, and he jumped out of the couch.

There are still people alive!

He knew very well that those enemies were still there, but now he had to bite the bullet and save people.

Since the enemy chose to infiltrate and not attack, it means that there should not be many people, and there are people from the combat team who are holding them back, and if they can attack inside and outside at this time, they are likely to rescue people.

As long as they can save four team leaders, even if they only save one, although it is not a matter of making up for it, they will intercede for themselves to some extent, maybe their lives are still not guaranteed, at least they can not affect his family.

Charlie's brain was racing, and he found the best way for himself, and immediately shouted: "There are still people alive, come quickly, come with me to save people!" ”

After the arrival of the combat team, all the dormitory buildings were vacated for them to live in, and the people of the branch temporarily lived in the office buildings.

After these people were awakened by the explosion, they reacted exactly like Charlie, they all felt the sky fall, and when they heard Charlie's shouts, they finally came to their senses.

But can they, who are called mercenaries but have never actually been to the battlefield, save anyone else?

"Charlie, can we do it?" Someone asked worriedly.

"There's nothing that can't be done! The number of enemies is certainly not large, and we and the combat team are flanked inside and outside, and they will definitely retreat in the face of difficulties. Now it's not a question of whether or not to save people, it's a question of self-help, how severe is the general's punishment, I don't think I need to say more, right? Charlie said coldly.

I have to say that the leader has been of great help to the morale of the team, and after listening to Charlie's words, the panic in people's eyes gradually dissipated, and they picked up their guns and rushed out of the office building under the leadership of Charlie......

……

The fourth floor is mostly intact, and most of the Philip's mercenaries who live here have survived, except for a few unlucky ones, the only difference being that some are equally injured as Clarence, while others are not bad.

Human beings are social creatures, and they all have a blind follower mentality, especially when they encounter danger, and the choices of others will affect their own decisions.

When someone decided to break out of the ruins, more and more people joined the ranks, and the sound of gunfire soon rang out throughout the ruins.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with what these mercenaries are doing.

In the case of the enemy's clear and dark situation, quickly evacuating to a safe area to organize a counterattack is not a wrong decision, and it is also the first reaction of normal people, after all, not everyone and Clarence are calm and witty.

On the west side of the ruins, two Philip mercenaries handed their guns out of the window and fired in a continuous circle.

"Carl, cover me!"

One of the mercenaries roared,

Jumping out of the window, stepping on the ruins, and rushing under the ruins.

Behind him, another mercenary continued to pour bullets, firing them at places where enemies might be hiding.

The mercenaries in front ran all the way down the ruins without hindrance, using a flower bed as a cover, and turned around and shouted: "Carl, safety!" ”

The mercenary named Carl immediately stopped shooting and jumped out of the window.

But the moment he jumped out of the window, a bullet suddenly flew out of nowhere and hit him in the heart.

Carl's body seemed to freeze in the air for a moment, and then continued to leap forward, but instead of landing in the same style as before, he landed on the ruins.

The mercenary in front of him happened to see this scene, and a thought immediately crossed his mind - sniper!

He subconsciously turned his head to find the sniper's hiding position, but a black shadow was reflected in his pupils, which instantly filled his vision on the right side.

Burst!

The bullet flew through his right eye, and then shot out of the back of his head, taking a large skull with him and sending the mercenary a step backwards, his left eye still staring at the tall building opposite. If there is still a look in his eyes at this moment, it can just meet with Chestnut God's gaze in the air.

Chestnut had never been interested in the dead, and his gaze stayed on the mercenary for less than 0.1 seconds before he left and moved to another window.

Not far from him, a slight shot rang out again, and it was the shepherd who began to snipe.

It was impossible for Chestnut God to control the three directions alone, so the shepherd also picked up a sniper rifle and worked with him to firmly control the three directions of the southwest, north and west, and as for the east side, which was beyond their sight, it was handed over to Dewey and others.

"Two mules, ducks, you go and stop the office building!"

Hearing the shouts coming from the office building, Dewey immediately dispatched his men to intercept them, while the others were still in place to stop the mercenaries from rushing out of the ruins.

The two mules and ducks immediately responded, turned around and ran in the direction of the office building, and Dewey and the others quickly replenished their firepower, with almost no gap in between.

Seeing a dozen disheveled guys pouring out of the office building, the second mule suddenly felt that Dewey was a little bit of a chicken killer with a knife, where else did he need two people, it was enough for him to come by himself.

It is also true that the two mules strafed past, and those who did not even know the basic tactics of "fire cover, alternate advance" were swept to the ground by him.

Charlie is middle-aged, and he usually lacks exercise, and it is difficult to run fast, so he didn't charge at the front just now, and there happened to be a car next to him, so he immediately hid behind the car and shouted to remind others.

"Hidden, hidden!"

The others also woke up from a dream and hurriedly went to find a place to hide.

But before they could find a suitable place, the duck's bullets came again, and only four or five people were lucky enough to survive.

Charlie's palms were covered with sweat, so wet that he couldn't even hold the gun, and it was only then that he realized that he had thought too simply.

He only thought about letting the enemy retreat, but he forgot what kind of goods he was around, and it was useless except to add food to the other party and give them away.

"What to do...... That's right, call the police! ”

Charlie's eyes lit up, and he took out his mobile phone and called the police.