"The guerrillas let you in on purpose." Walker said as soon as he entered.

"Now everyone knows it's intentional. Send the oil bottle out first. Let's go on!" I said.

Walker glanced at the oil bottle and immediately asked Karl via the communicator to send the third team out and provide cover shots. He then beckoned to the people behind him, telling them to take the oil bottle out.

The guerrillas were limited in manpower, and it was too much to defend against us who had already entered the church in the face of continuous attacks from outside. Now it is neither effective in blocking the connection between the people that Karl is taking and those of us who have entered it, nor can it drive us out or eliminate us.

Paro and his men continued to shoot at the guerrillas above, and Walker's own group gathered up and looked at me, "How's it going here?" ”

I pointed to the three humanity we had just killed, "The first floor here has almost been cleared. Is it upstairs that is holding you back? ”

"It's upstairs. Judging from the strength of the blockade, it is estimated that there are more than ten people. Walker said.

I looked down the hall and said, "I don't know where I can get upstairs from here." ”

Walker glanced to his left and said, "Usually there is a place to go upstairs at the back of the cross." ”

"Let's do it. Let's go check it out first. "As I spoke, a third commando team entered the church. And they also brought the news that Joao was under a lot of pressure. The guerrilla attack was fierce and bordered on madness. Karl had already moved all the mortars to support there.

When I heard the news, I didn't feel nervous, but I felt a lot more relaxed. Because the more fierce the opponent's attack, the more it shows that the form of the church here is critical. I stopped talking nonsense, looked at Paro and shouted, "Hold on here!" Then I looked at Walker, "Let the third team stay here and let Paro command them." I took Pinto and your team straight upstairs. ”

So we ran straight to the back of the church cross, the pulpit where the priests and the choir stayed. Sure enough, an open door was found in the back. But before we could show up, gunshots were already ringing out over there.

I threw a grenade directly at Walker and I shot straight at the door after the explosion sounded.

There was a man lying in the doorway, curled up by the side of the door, dead. The staircase up the stairs was a very steep staircase, and it was completely invisible from below, and there was a sound of footsteps from above, followed by bullets coming straight down.

We quickly retreated to the door, which was a very difficult place to fight, and if the other side dropped a grenade or something, we would be all screwed.

"Is there any other way?" I asked, looking at Walker.

"How do I know? I didn't build it here. Walker said, glancing up, "Is there still that bomb used to blow up buildings?" ”

I looked at Pinto, only to see Pinto nod and take one out of his backpack. "You're going to blow up the floor slab above?"

Walker took the bomb directly, pointed outside, and said, "Bring in everything that can be used to set up outside." ”

We immediately moved the chairs and stools from the church and piled them up against one side of the wall until they were close to the floor. Walker then slipped the bomb into the gap between the stacked chairs and stools and the floor slabs, and we all pulled out. As Pinto pressed the button, he felt a jolt, squirting a large amount of debris and dust from the door leading to the second floor.

We immediately got up and rushed through the door again, and by this moment the floor was gone. In addition to bricks and rubble scattered on the ground, there were also some human stumps. I listened carefully to the upstairs and felt quiet for a moment.

Walker immediately led the men up the stairs, but I grabbed him and motioned for Pinto to throw two more grenades up. Immediately after the grenade exploded, we cautiously climbed the already crumbling staircase to the second floor.

Coming to the second floor, it's already a mess. There were quite a few corpses lying on the ground, bullet casings on the ground, discarded weapons. This scene is similar to the scene in Pablo Manor. But this time the offensive and defensive roles have changed, and we've already attacked.

Suddenly, there was movement from our right, and just as we turned our heads to look, gunshots rang out from there. Bullets flew into our ranks in an instant. I immediately rushed to the opposite room and pulled the trigger on the man who was still firing.

The opponent was very small in number, and after the sneak attack, they were quickly suppressed by our firepower and unable to continue the counterattack. Walker and the men immediately leaned forward under my cover. Hearing the other man shout, the two men suddenly dodged out of a room in the passage and shot wildly at Walker.

The fired bullet hit Walker. Walker fell to his right. But after all, there were only two people on the other side, and soon they spewed out blood mist and fell to the ground heavily.

"Forward, forward!" I'm directing everyone to speed up. The other side does this, which means that they have no way back and have no way out, and they are already making the last resistance.

I quickly made my way to Walker, who was already sitting on one side of the wall. He looked at me and smiled reluctantly, "Don't worry, it just hit me in the arm." Can't die. ”

At that moment, gunshots were heard again from those who had advanced past. I left two men to take care of Walker, and then I followed Pinto with him.

The gunshots were heard in a room with a large door on the second floor. The other man quickly retreated into the room after firing a few shots. Instead of following closely, we had Pinto use a grenade launcher to fire two shots directly at the door. After blowing up the door, we came to the door. I glanced inside. Inside the room were rows of bookshelves, the books on which were scattered all over the floor, and the body of a man lay not far from the door.

I entered the room first, behind a row of bookshelves. Just as the people behind me were about to come in next, gunshots rang out in the study. The bullets flew through the books on the shelves, and the pages of the books that were hit were all torn apart and scattered everywhere. Some of us were shot and fell to the ground, but many more fought back. The other party's location is in the center of the room.

I motioned for the person behind me to go straight forward, and I walked around the depths of the room. Soon I saw the silhouette of a partisan firing gun, and I pulled the trigger without hesitation. At the same time that the man fell to the ground, one of his companions was killed by the self-defense forces who were coming from his side because he noticed that we were distracted here. Then we rushed to the middle of the room, where there was a table, and behind it sat a man. This man was obviously wounded, with a pistol in one hand and a wound in his ribs with the other, and I knew this man, he was a wizard.

He smiled easily when he saw us walking towards him, and said, "If only you were late." The gift I was going to leave to you was almost completed in a moment. As he spoke, he glanced at his feet.

I looked around the table and saw that the gift the wizard had said was a bomb. Pinto removed it and threw it straight out of the church. The wizard was not excited, he let go of the gun in his hand and looked at me and said, "Mercenaries? ”

"That's right." I nodded, "Pablo was the one we rescued." ”

"Aha. It turned out to be the Yankees. He looked at me carefully and said, "I think I've heard your voice." In the manor of Balcas that night, were you? ”

I nodded, "That's right, Mr. Wizard." Not only that, but also us in Cali. And when Pablo failed in the attack, we also fought in the battle where your comrade from Africa was killed. ”

The wizard was stunned for a moment and said, "Are you still one less?" Didn't you do it in Mexico? ”

I smiled and said, "I'm sorry I forgot about it." ”

The wizard endured the pain and adjusted his sitting position, and his movement caused a wave of nervousness among the people around him. The wizard seemed smug at this reaction, "Don't be nervous. I just made myself sit comfortably. After saying that, he looked at me and said, "Your work was a bit rough that time. actually sent those relatives and friends who were drug traffickers together, and they should have gone to hell. When he saw that I was about to speak, he immediately continued, "But it's nothing. After all, your goal has been achieved, and you will win no matter what. I told Colt that you're probably going to do something about that meeting. But he was confident that there was nothing you could do in Mexico. From this point of view, he died a loss. He looked at me and said, "I don't lose anything about my failure today." I always say that Balcas is the real threat and must be killed. But there are always people who don't think so, and they always want to strike a balance. Outcome. Hehe. Now is the result. The wizard said, looking a little sad, "My companions are dead. Now it's my turn. Do you know? I've always thought it was a great game between us, a lot more fun than the guys in Balcas. Although it seems that I lost now, it is nothing, there is no eternal winner. Not to mention that it's either you die or I die. As he spoke, the wizard raised his hand to touch his chest.

His action caused everyone to be nervous again, but I knew he wasn't going to do anything that would end up together. It was evident from his increasingly heavy breathing that he was dying.

His hand reached to his chest, tugged at it, and handed over an emerald necklace the size of his thumb.

"What is this?" I asked.

The wizard looked too exhausted to keep his hand up, he put down his necklace and said, "This was given to me by a tribal wizard I met since I came here. Actually, I won it by making a bet with him. Now that I've lost to you, of course it deserves to be yours. ”

After saying that, he tried to stand up, and after standing up with great strength, he looked at me and said, "Please grant me a request." After I died, find a way to send me back to England for burial. He said as he picked up the pen on his desk and wrote down a row of addresses on a torn page, "Send it here." Get rid of. ”

I hesitated for a moment, but took the page. At the same time, he shoved the necklace into my hand as well. Then he slowly picked up the pistol in his hand and pointed it at his head, "Hey." What's your name? ”

"Gypsies."

"Gypsies. Haha, wizards and gypsies. It's funny. The wizard laughed and said one last thing before pulling the trigger, "It's finally time to go home." I didn't think I would die in the church, it's so funny. ”