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Chapter 1114 The USEC that suddenly disappeared
Athlete fought fiercely here, and was stuck at the stairway by the enemy.

The USEC guarding the third-floor stairway door is very thieves, holding a spray gun and only shooting at it, retracting it after a blast, and retracting it again after a blast.

Athlete wanted to throw the mine but couldn't throw it, and wanted to shoot but couldn't hit the dude.

It's a pain to be stuck!
He was so angry that he wanted to rush up, but his rationality told him that he must not do this. The short-range sprays covered a large area and killed, and it was too dangerous to rush up.

Athlete can only be pressed under the stairs, waiting for the bullets of the crazy sprayers above to finish shooting.

"Don't worry about the third floor, clear the second floor first, Athlete, you hold the stairs and don't let him come down, skif, you hold the stairs at the other end." Ford issued an order.

These two instructions are very timely and of high value.

There are two staircases on the left and right sides of this building. Under the premise that it is impossible to rush up and in, you can simply stay where you are.

As such.

The offensive ability of the USEC personnel who occupy the defensive advantage will also be contained.

Then the three people who have rushed up from the stairs on the left and are attacking the second floor led by Ford can safely clear the enemies on the second floor.

At this time, the USEC on the second floor has been chased all the way, and all of them are gathered in the locker room.

The three Fords who came up from the stairs on the left were fighting fiercely with the USEC group occupying the locker room through the aisle in the middle.

There are rows of lockers between the locker rooms, and rows of red brick walls used to separate them, which make the best bunkers for combat squadrons.

"Borz, prepare to use the grenade, I will suppress the locker in the distance."

After receiving instructions from Captain Ford, Borz took out the grenade and removed the insurance, not daring to expose his body, he just stretched out his hand and flung it out.

"Ah~"

The moment the grenade was thrown, Borz screamed in pain like an electric shock and withdrew his hand.

Although there were bursts of pain in his wrist, Borz did not forget what to do, and shouted to remind: "The grenade has been thrown, throw it out."

This is not to inform the people on the other side to pay attention to hide. It is impossible for the other side to hear the gunfire so densely.

Instead, convey instant information to teammates, so that teammates can prepare in advance, and after the grenade explodes, they can connect to the follow-up output in time.

Borz was not in a very good state of injury, and while shouting, he grabbed his wrist and stepped back to make room for the battle.

Everyone is crowded in the narrow stairwell and the corridor outside the locker room door, fighting the enemies inside, and the space for movement is very limited.

Retreating with insufficient ammunition or injured personnel is the most basic operation.

"Borz is hurt, Athlete, stay out, give us cover."

Ford promptly notified Athlete, who had to rush in after the grenade exploded according to the original plan, and then asked Borz loudly: "How is the injury? Can you continue? Do you need my help?"

"No, I'm fine, I can continue, you go fuck those whores."

The skin on Borz's painful face was jumping, and the blood on his wrist was dripping down, but without any fear, he took out the first aid kit and began to bandage himself.

A real man!
"Change the magazine!"

Hearing Athlete's combat term just at this time, Ford didn't say any more mother-in-law words, patted borz and rushed forward to fire Athlete.

"dong dong dong dong..."

There is a sprayer on the opposite USEC, which is very obvious in the sound of rifle fire.

It's so shocking that it makes people's hearts tremble.

Just when borz threw the grenade, the entire hand was exposed in less than 0.5 seconds, and a big hole was made on the wrist, which was done by this sprayer.

Fighting at close range in such a narrow terrain, the troll is really the best.

"Voron, my mother's place is going to be crushed, and I need your help! Voron, my mother, call me quickly."

Athlete, who took a step back a little, began to output violently while changing the guide.

How bad his mood is now shows how urgent he is at the moment, hoping to get the assistance of sniper fire.

However, Voron got the box lunch at the beginning because of the right time, place and people.

The body is getting cold now!

"No, we can't continue to do this, we don't have enough firepower here."

Ford felt that procrastination like this was not an option, and he also guessed that the snipers were probably gone, and if he wanted to break through, he had to increase his manpower.

So he retreated after emptying a magazine, and when Athlete filled it up, he called out while changing the magazine: "skif, this is Ford, I need your help here, speed, please answer if you hear it."

"Okay, received, I'll be right over."

Skif pressed the headset to reply, stood up with a gun in his hand, and was about to rush over.

"and many more."

The demon stopped Skif and said, "skif, I'm out, fuck him bastard, this bone is really hard to chew, save me some bullets."

The demon, who had fully recovered from the pain of being shot, didn't just hold the stairs, but kept trying to get in.

pity.

What he was facing was not shrimp soldiers and crab generals, but elite PMCs who were equally proficient in combat.

When the opponent has already occupied a favorable position, without the help of heavy firepower and foreign aid, it is almost unrealistic to fight alone.

Therefore, the demon stormed for a long time, and the bullets and grenades were still exhausted, so there was no gain.

"Half for you, that's all."

Skif took out a magazine and a grenade, and threw them to the demon in the air. Without a second of pause, he ran down the stairs.

"Sukablet,"

Demon is very dissatisfied with this little ammunition, and has no choice but to swear.

Yesterday's two battles consumed too much ammunition. Without backup supplies, the remaining ammunition was stretched. Coming here was originally a desperate battle.

demon knows...

Skif can even give him a magazine, which is already the maximum limit.

Take out the empty magazine from the ak102 and replace it with the last remaining full magazine. The demon dare not charge again, making people find a place to squat helplessly.

Keeping the stairs to prevent the USEC from going up and down is the maximum limit of his magazine.

"Where are all the USECs outside? Why can't I see any of them?"

Skif ran down the stairs and ran along the first floor to the opposite stairs, watching the sides and surroundings vigilantly on the way, thinking that he would find USEC's attack.

As a result, he ran all the way to the other end of the stairs without being attacked by a single bullet.

This makes him very puzzled!

But the constant yelling from upstairs, as well as various gunshots and explosions, made him stop his curiosity and rush up to support.

At this time, the battle situation on the second floor was fierce and chaotic, entering a white-hot stage.

As soon as the skif came up, the ears were filled with various sounds.

"I'm running out of ammunition soon, and I'm going to run out. Someone give me some."

"Throw a grenade at the 5th locker on the left, the bitch is hiding behind."

"I'm ready for the grenade, hold him down, hold him down and give me space."

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(End of this chapter)