The sound of messy footsteps rang out, and German soldiers quickly surrounded the room.

Without hesitation, they raised their guns and fired into the room, and the door was smashed to pieces in a blink of an eye, and they could see what was inside even if they didn't have to open the door.

"No one!"

"Flashbang!"

One soldier took off the flashbang, pulled the tab and threw it into the room, while the others stood against the wall at the same time, avoiding being blinded by the flashbang again.

The bright light in the room flickered, and the German soldier quickly raised his foot and kicked the door into the room, shooting inside again.

The gunfire stopped again, and the two soldiers raised their guns and walked inside.

Just as they walked into the room, gunshots suddenly rang out again outside the door, as well as the screams of their comrades, so frightened that the two hurriedly stood against the wall.

Dewey killed the two German soldiers, knowing that he would definitely attract others, so he quickly jumped out of the window.

Of course, before leaving, he would not forget to take those two assault rifles with him.

Thanks to the frantic strafing of the two soldiers, the window glass was all shattered, and he didn't even need to open the window.

Dewey repeated his old trick and climbed down the building to the next room.

The German soldiers were all drawn in, and there was no one in this room.

Outside the gunshots were ringing out, and he didn't have to be light, he jumped directly into the room.

Next, it's revenge!

The German soldiers didn't know what kind of object they were facing, and body armor and steel helmets couldn't protect them all, there were always places that they couldn't take into account, even if the location was small, but for Dewey, it was enough to kill them.

When he was originally in the Ice Sword Brigade, his marksmanship was the best in the whole army, otherwise he would not have been able to join the Hidden Dragon exceptionally, and after arriving in the fourth team, he received a stricter, half-year-long special training, and his marksmanship went to the next level.

Dewey fired his bow left and right, and the German soldiers fell to the ground one after another, most of them were killed on the spot, and the rest were also injured to varying degrees, screaming and retreating to the rooms on both sides.

But they deserved to be elite special forces, and they did not forget to return fire at Dewey while retreating, and Dewey dodged back to the room at the first time.

"Seventeen, and nine, if I'm not mistaken, there should be seventeen more downstairs."

Dewey remembered very well that the Germans dispatched a total of 50 men this time, and the old donkey killed five people at the last moment of his life, plus the two he killed first, and the Germans were left with 26 people.

Both assault rifles were empty, and he threw them on the ground, pulled them out of his bosom, and when the gunfire stopped outside, he immediately rushed out.

As soon as Dewey went out, a German soldier shot at him, but he was prepared, and as he dodged out, he swooped down, and fired several shots at the other man, forcing the soldier back into the room.

He quickly got up, ran quickly to the door of the next room, and reached for a corpse on the ground.

At this moment, the Germans downstairs rushed up and immediately raised their guns to shoot at Dewey when they saw him.

Dewey hurriedly dodged into the room, and he took the corpse inside.

As he retreated into the room, a bullet grazed his right shoulder, taking a piece of flesh with him.

Dewey gritted his teeth and held back the pain, and instead of getting the bullet, he dragged a smoke bomb from the corpse and threw it out the door.

The smoke grenade slammed into the opposite wall, and the bounce landed in the hallway and exploded, emitting a cloud of smoke.

"Hidden!"

"Be careful!"

The German soldier's shouts rang out in the hallway, and Dewey tore off the man's bulletproof vest as fast as he could.

A bulletproof vest is actually a tactical vest with a multi-purpose hanger, magazine, grenade, pistol, bayonet, all on it.

If he takes it down one by one, it is far faster than directly picking up the bulletproof vest, not to mention saving his own life at a critical moment.

Dewey took off his bulletproof vest and put it on himself, and the smoke was already wafting into the room.

He put on the smoke masks of the dead Germans, jumped on his desk, pushed the air conditioning vent baffle with his assault rifle, and then jumped in and closed the baffle again.

He is not facing ordinary enemies, although not the real KSK like the Hidden Dragon, but also the most elite special forces in Germany.

Dewey was confident that he could do it if he simply escaped from them, but it was undoubtedly very difficult to completely annihilate the enemy and then kill the high artillery.

As early as the beginning of the founding of our army, the chairman summed up the 16-character principle in view of the situation that the enemy was outnumbered and outnumbered: the enemy advances and we retreat, the enemy is stationed and we disturb, the enemy retreats and I pursue, and the enemy is tired and I fight.

Today, Dewey wants to let the Germans know what guerrilla warfare is!

As a developed country, Germany will install central air conditioning in office buildings, and ventilation ducts extend in all directions, which is the best battlefield for guerrilla warfare.

Before the smoke had cleared, German soldiers rushed in wearing smoke masks.

Before entering the door, there was still heavy strafing, and only after confirming that it was safe did they rush into the room.

"Nope!"

"Look for it in the other rooms!"

"Be careful not to disperse, the enemy is dangerous!"

All kinds of shouts sounded in the smoke, and the Germans worked in groups of three or four to search for Dewey's figure.

Sergeant Frank hid in the corner of an office, his gun pointed at the door, unoblivious to his bleeding thigh.

The wound on his leg was left by Dewey's sneak attack just now.

Normally, he should withdraw from the battlefield with such an injury, but the exhaust system in the building has long been out of order, and the smoke has not dispersed for a while.

Moreover, he also wanted to share some tasks for his comrades - although his leg was injured, his hands could still fight.

He believed that he could hold this room, which meant that his comrades would have one less room to search.

Suddenly, he heard a crackling sound from the ceiling, and a sneer appeared on the corner of Frank's mouth.

"Finally found you!"

Frank suddenly raised his gun and fired at the place where the sound came from.

The magazine quickly ran out, and Frank quickly pulled another one from his bulletproof vest.

Just as he was changing the magazine, a figure suddenly poked out from the vent on the other side.

Fooled!

Frank hurriedly turned the muzzle, but it was too late, and Dewey fired before he did.

The bullet passed through Frank's eyebrows, his eyes glaring unwillingly, and he didn't realize until he was dead that he really couldn't hold it.

Dewey shot Frank out, then quickly retracted the vent and crawled to the next room, still humming in his heart: "Tunnel warfare, hey, tunnel warfare, millions of soldiers in ambush......"

The German soldiers heard the gunshots and immediately ran over, only to see only Frank's body.

"There! He's in the ventilation duct! ”

Dewey walked in a hurry, and the vent baffle was not covered, and was spotted by sharp-eyed soldiers.

Sure enough, as soon as the shouting fell, a crackling sound was heard, and all the soldiers immediately raised their guns and fired wildly at the ceiling.

Just then, a black, round thing fell from the vent.

Grenade!

It turned out that the crackling sound was not the sound of Dewey crawling in the passage, but the sound of a grenade rolling.

The soldiers didn't have time to lie down, and the grenade exploded under their terrified gaze.

The room was a mess, seven or eight German soldiers were dead, wounded, and blood stained the floor.

The people outside hurried in to rescue the wounded, while nervously pricking up their ears and listening carefully to the sound from the ceiling, for fear that Dewey would throw another grenade.

Dewey was clearly not interested in throwing a second grenade until they snatched the wounded out of the room and the expected attack did not come.

"You two, immediately transfer the wounded away, the four of you go over there, the four of you go here, hey, what about you!"

The combat commander raised his leg and kicked on a soldier who looked up, and scolded: "Don't be so nervous, that baffle is good, he can't throw a grenade, go with them here, the others will come with me, let's shoot all the smallpox with a gun and see where he can hide!" ”

The soldier also knew what he had done wrong, and hurriedly nodded and followed, pouring bullets into the ceiling with the others.

Office downstairs.

Listening to the constant sound of gunfire and explosions in the building, as well as the screams of German soldiers, the two officers of the Federal Intelligence Service had gloomy faces, and the tall cannon stood against the wall with his arms crossed.

The red-faced official who sang at the time was really red-faced now, and shouted at the tall cannon: "Gao, this is what you call a newcomer?" Do you know how many of us have died at his hands?! ”

"Mr. Schmidt, if this is not the case, how can he prove his worth? As for your casualties, I can only say sorry, you shouldn't blame me, I have already reminded you to bring more men, but you only have so many people, not even snipers. ”

The tall cannon shrugged his shoulders and looked like "blame me".

He admits that he didn't expect the old donkey to hide flashbangs in his mobile phone, but if it weren't for the arrogance of the Germans, how could Dewey run away?

There are only fifty soldiers, and even snipers are not arranged, which is too much to look down on the hidden dragon!

Even if he defected from the hidden dragon, Gao Cannon still regarded that army as the strongest army in the world, and no one was allowed to despise him, so when he heard that Dewey had killed more than a dozen German soldiers, he actually felt a sense of relief in his heart.

Schmidt gritted his teeth in anger, but there was nothing he could do about it, because Gao Cannon did say that at least three or five snipers would be sent to be sure.

It's just that the Federal Intelligence Agency, from top to bottom, didn't take Gao Cannon's suggestion seriously, and deliberately exaggerated his words as an increase in value.

The other intelligence officer coughed twice, started a round, and said, "Gao, it's true that we underestimated the hidden dragon and were a little unprepared. But at this point, there is no point in dwelling on who is right and who is wrong. The priority is to catch him, and I think you can only do that. ”

The Germans have already died too much, and it's the turn of this damn Huayan.

"Mr. Schultz, are you sure you want me to catch him? Don't blame me for not reminding you, if I'm gone, there's no guarantee of your personal safety. Gao Cannon said with a smile.

A hesitation flashed on Schultz's face, but Schmidt took over and said, "Don't worry, our soldiers will protect us!" ”

At this moment, a hurried voice suddenly came from the walkie-talkie.

"Mr. Schmidt, our troops have suffered heavy casualties, please retreat!"