Fatal Strike: Paladins Mercenary Road

Chapter 682: Top

The three people in the stairwell had relaxed their vigilance. They were not on guard at all when Shanying pushed the curly-haired young man in. One of them even walked towards the stairs with his back to Shanying.

The sound of firing from the Ruger silent pistol was very small. When Mountain Eagle knocked down two terrorists with consecutive double shots, the guy with his back to him finally reacted.

However, turning around and shooting requires a certain movement process, while Shanying only needs to turn his wrist...

"tread"

The third terrorist was shot in the back of the head. The .22 bullet entered from the back of the head and hit two bumps on his forehead. Then this guy fell to the ground stiffly like a toy that had lost power.

The curly-haired young man realized that he had been tricked. Just as he was about to shout loudly, he felt a heat on his jaw and then lost all consciousness...

Shanying put away the Ruger that was pressing against the curly-haired young man's chin, picked up the UMP45, squatted at the door and leaned out to shoot, but found that the battle was over.

At the moment when the mountain eagle suddenly attacked, the butcher, the pirate, and the sled, who had been keeping the signal flags loose on the outside and tight on the inside, raised their guns and pulled the trigger...

The butcher and the pirate dealt with the six people at the stairwell door. At the moment of the battle, the sled rushed to the side two steps like a loach spread with butter, then slid into the equipment area on the roof and killed two guys hiding behind the exhaust equipment.

The UMP45 equipped with a silencer has excellent sound reduction effect, especially in open rooftop areas.

"Da da da……"

'Da da da……'

When the three men shot down eight terrorists with rapid bursts, the mailbox on the left seemed to be stabbed in the buttocks by a needle. It ran forward about 8 meters with the M249 machine gun, then lay down neatly, raised the gun, and pulled the trigger...

"Da da da da..."

The two terrorists who had been hiding at the back of the stairwell were knocked down before they could react.

The M249 in the mailbox is also equipped with a silencer. Although it uses subsonic bullets, the effect is still not very good...

But that’s enough!

At this time, the tank, which had the slowest reaction, slowly came to the outside of the stairwell...

Watching the butcher and his men quickly finish shooting the corpse on the ground, Tank looked at his boss, scratched his head and said in annoyance: "Boss, don't deduct my salary, I didn't react just now..."

Shanying was stunned for a moment, he stood up and finished shooting at the people in the stairwell with the UMP45, then smiled at the tank and said, "It's okay, I didn't inform you in advance, we will have a tacit understanding in the future.

Hey, I always forgot to ask you, how is your wife's surgery going?"

Tank scratched his head, thought for a long time and then said, "The doctor who performed the surgery said it's okay, but it needs, needs..."

Seeing that Tank was stuck in the middle of his speech, the butcher shook his head and said, "Pay attention to long-term observation and cultivation..."

As he spoke, the butcher grabbed Tank's head and asked him to lower his head. Looking at the small red scar on the back of his head, the butcher said to Shanying, "Boss, after this is over, Tank will also need surgery...

The shrapnel in this guy's brain seems to be having a greater effect on him!"

Shanying has never been stingy in investing in this area. After all, a heavily armed soldier like a tank is extremely rare anywhere.

Compared to a monster like Tank who carries a large scorpion backpack and can walk easily with a single-soldier Gatling gun, the veteran firepower man like Postbox looks like a weakling.

Seeing Tank clearly wanting to say something but unable to express himself, Shanying waved his hand and said, "Stop talking. I'll take responsibility for these things...

You don't have to think too much, just protect me when you go to war with others next time!"

The butcher didn't know why his boss looked like he needed someone to take care of him, but when he saw Tank finally relax, he nodded slightly and took the initiative to walk into the stairwell and came to the stairs...

"Boss, what should we do next?
There are 14 of them here, which means there are still 8 people below..."

Shanying looked down with a smile and said, "The terrorists have received orders to gather on the 10th floor.

Of course we informed Kobe and his men to launch a strong attack and then cut off the terrorists' retreat.

We are not the CIA, we do not have any dealings with terrorists...

This is a great performance by the Special Forces and a great victory for the Department of Homeland Security!"

Shanying walked behind the butcher, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Just in case, put on your gas mask.

Let’s go before they can react…”

………………

When Kobe received the Mountain Eagle signal, he had already reached the 9th floor of the hotel...

With him was the refugee group's top thug, the 'serious criminal', and a few accidental officers who had just been transferred from other places.

While the Secret Service was still hesitating about the hostage issue, Kobe led his men into the line of fire.

Kobe's old partner Dannon carefully pushed open the fire door of the emergency staircase and took a look...

"Clap clap clap..."

A series of bullets came down from the corridor above. Although they posed no threat, they still scared him so much that he sat down on the ground.

Dannon wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to Kobe, "This is the only corridor without a bomb installed. They put a mirror in the middle of the corridor. They will know as soon as we open the door.

Boss, is what that Mountain Eagle said reliable?

What if our violent attack results in the death of the hostages... "Kobe now has more confidence in Mountain Eagle than ever before. He shook his head and said, "There is no such thing as a chance. We must attack to distract the terrorists' attention...

Only in this way can the hostages be truly safe!"

Kobe turned around and looked at the "felon" wearing a bulletproof vest similar to an explosion-proof suit. He said in a deep voice: "Can you do it?"

The 'serious criminal' raised a bulletproof shield with his left hand with some effort, holding an MP7 with a long magazine in his right hand, and nodded heavily and said: "The other party is using a standard 5.56mm bullet, I can..."

Kobe patted him on the shoulder, then looked at the four field officers at the back door who were also wearing heavy bulletproof vests, and said, "I know it's a bit too much for you to do such a dangerous thing right after you were transferred here, but..."

A bearded field officer grinned and said, "Sir, there's no need to say so much, we know why we were transferred here.

You just need to do what you promised us, and we will do the rest.”

Playboy held the rifle with some difficulty and said, "Yes, full medical insurance, family joint medical insurance must include dental insurance, large accident insurance, education savings, pension, and the damn mission bonus...

If you get even a point less, I'll shove the barrel of my gun up your ass..."

Kobe was stunned for a moment, then suddenly nodded and said with a smile: "I can't make any guarantees about your future, but I'm not worried about the money...

The Angel of Death has escaped, but our mission is not over yet!
There are some big shots in Washington who are willing to pay a lot of money for this, and it’s not their own money anyway.”

The oldest cameraman in the refugee group stood at the end of the team holding an old revolver. He smiled and said, "Boys, you need a good accountant to help you manage your family financial problems. I am a good candidate."

Kobe looked at his men who were worried. He sighed and suddenly kicked open the fire door with force, shouting, "Let's go..."

The 'felon' roared, raised his bulletproof shield above his head and rushed up the stairs first...

He rushed to the corner platform in three steps, and then fired wildly at the upper floors with his MP7...

The moment the enemy's firepower was suppressed, four fully armed and strong field agents rushed up. Relying on the "serious criminal" as cover, they fired indiscriminately at the upstairs.

The four terrorists hid behind a shelter made of hotel furniture and were suppressed for a moment and had to retreat to both sides of the exit.

The 'felon' emptied the magazine of his MP7 in a few seconds. He dropped his submachine gun, pulled an offensive grenade from his waist and threw it up.

"boom"

The moment the explosion sounded, the furniture blocking the exit was blown into pieces and fell backwards. At the same time, the terrorists on both sides who were also preparing to throw grenades were frightened and fled a few meters to the sides again.

"Up and up..."

The 'felon' threw another grenade towards the bunker, and this time the grenade luckily passed through the gap and fell into the corridor outside...

"boom"

The moment the explosion sounded, the "serious criminal" rushed forward with a shield, and then pressed hard against the shelter formed by the hotel furniture.

"Wow..."

The "felon" wearing heavy armor and a heavy helmet is like an NFL lineman, breaking through the enemy's defense and paving the way for his companions behind him.

The terrorists on both sides fired continuously at the "serious criminal", but the bullets hitting his bulletproof vest covering his entire body were like tickling.

The 'serious criminal' felt his body shaking constantly. He roared and smashed the heavy shield at the terrorist on one side, then took out his pistol with difficulty and shot at the terrorist on the other side...

Affected by the heavy bulletproof vest, the 'felon''s shooting accuracy was extremely poor, but at the moment when he suppressed the enemy, four heavily armed field officers rushed out...

"Clap clap clap clap..."

"Clap clap clap clap..."

The four terrorists who were guarding the safe staircase exit of the elevator were quickly shot dead...

Just as the five people called for the follow-up personnel to follow up and took the initiative to move forward to check, gun muzzles suddenly appeared on both sides of the elevator exit...

"Bang bang bang bang..."

"Bang bang bang bang..."

Fierce firepower poured into the not-so-big elevator room. The "serious criminals" had nowhere to hide and could only lie on the ground and curl up their bodies to minimize the area that might be hit by bullets.

Just when they thought they could get through it, a terrorist suddenly leaned forward with a Barrett rifle and started shooting...

"boom"

The serious criminal looked at the huge hole that had exploded in the ground next to his head. He shouted in fear and wanted others to retreat...

"Zizizizizi..."

A fierce dragon of bullet fire passed through the elevator exit horizontally...

The two terrorists were beaten back, their upper bodies were cut into pieces, and turned into a pool of rotten meat. Their chests were shattered, and their bodies collapsed like ice cream...

The serious criminal looked at the horrific scene before him...

"Oh shit..."

(End of this chapter)