Steel steam and flame

The muzzle of the gun was subconsciously pointed at the corridor, and the finger that had just been let go was forced to press on the cold trigger. The sweat like mucus on the hand had not had time to be wiped off on the clothes. The feeling mixed with the cold made them feel Very awkward.

They held their breath, and the beating of their hearts was forcibly suppressed. The sight in the eyes penetrated through the darkness, and they looked at the same place together, which was the corner of the corridor, the small resting platform of the folding staircase.

A foot suddenly stepped into their field of vision, and then a whole body. More than a dozen beams of light were all fired in an instant, and the dim light in the corridor turned into a blazing white color. The man who walked up the stairs subconsciously narrowed his eyes, and then covered his eyes with his own blood-stained hands. He does not appear to be a strong figure, the most common is short hair, blood is mixed everywhere on the body, the face is an expression of pain and weakness, the legs and body are also slightly bent, with intermittent brief twitching. There was another person dragging behind the standing person. He was already in a coma and seemed to have been seriously injured. His whole body was paralyzed without strength. His head was buried in the arms of the standing man, and a hand hugged him from under his arm, supporting his soft body from lying on the stairs.

The person being hugged was still bleeding, and in less than a second or two, a lot of blood dripped on the ground.

"Hurry up and get the medical equipment. A few people will help you. It's just that the internal organs are bleeding badly and the arteries are a little damaged. Stop the bleeding in time. This person can still be saved!" The voice was unusually hoarse, accompanied by one or two coughs. There was no way to judge the tone of the voice. To whom does it belong.

Under the light, this person is in a hurry, and it is difficult to climb the stairs, but there is a feeling of unusual speed in their eyes. He couldn't see his face, but the clothes and body shape on his body showed that he was from another team. Whether it was the expression on his face, his body that was teetering when climbing the stairs, or the bright blood, these were not fake.

The blood followed the dragging of the corpse, leaving a bright trace on the corridor. Regardless of the shouts of "Stand where you are and don't move" from those on the corridor, Cassia had just seen clearly through the gaps between her fingers that there was something here. How many people came, and the location of each of them was known through the light source of more than a dozen lights. He buried his head and continued to climb the stairs. This performance was becoming more and more real, and the music would soon start to interact with each other. That was the most exciting part of the stage play.

The team leader had some hesitation in his heart, but after thinking about the content of the broadcast just now and looking at the man dragging the seriously wounded man halfway up the stairs, he finally sighed in his heart.

He gestured to the person on the side and said, "Go over and help! Stop the bleeding first and be gentle."

The team members who had been watching him waiting for orders finally breathed a sigh of relief at this moment. Their stiff fingers moved away from the trigger position. Several people put away the rather large firecrackers smoothly and hung them behind their backs. He stood up, touched the emergency hemostatic gauze he was wearing, and took a few steps into the stairs to help the two wounded people who looked like they were about to die.

Sighing, Cassia's cross pupils slowly opened on her buried face, and she silently said in her heart, "Thank you for your kindness, I will always remember it."

There was no hesitation in the movements of his hands. Perhaps the fights and killings between strangers were so unpredictable at times. The reasons really don't need to be too strong. Often at the moment when the trigger is pulled, what everyone is thinking about is to let the bullet hit the opponent no matter what, in order to kill the enemy, which is not necessarily the case.

The team leader finally relaxed his mood at this time. Putting away the gun, the cold steel killing gun failed to retain any warmth even after he held it for so long. After stretching his stiff body, he was walking towards the two wounded people, preparing to go there in person to help treat their injuries. As a squad leader, he has more experience.

But as soon as his legs were ordered to walk less than a step away, a majestic body seemed to appear in front of him. In fact, it wasn't that the body really looked that strong, but the feeling the body gave him made him feel that even though it looked like a standard human body, it definitely contained powerful power that humans should never have.

The dozen or so team members who had put away their guns were destined to have no chance to pull the trigger again. But in the end, the gunfire rang out on the fifth floor. It was Cassia who deliberately pressed the trigger and fired. The sound interaction was chaotic. Even in the next few seconds, violent explosions could be heard around the entire building. . That was the sound of a steel-cased bomb.

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When the sound of gunshots came from the ground floor, Natalie stood up without hesitation and ordered one person to stay on the top of the building to observe the surrounding situation. She and the other two people hurried down the corridor. But the sound of communication came from the radio equipment, and Natalie first felt that something was wrong.

She slowed down her speed. Because of the different levels and stages of the surgery, she ran ahead of the two people behind her. The lingering sound of the firecrackers in the corridor that had not completely dissipated made her look solemn. When she fell down a few flights of stairs, the slight tremor caused by the explosion of the steel shell bomb in the building made her heart skip a beat. Hanging the sniper rifle behind her, she pulled out her pistol and jumped onto the stairs between the fifth and sixth floors. The only sound in the quiet surroundings was the sound of falling rain coming from outside.

Holding the gun, in Natalie's eyes, the corridor below was full of corpses that were damaged beyond recognition by steel-cased bombs. The lamps on several firecrackers were lucky enough to survive the fragments of the steel-cased bombs, giving this area The spacious staircase contributes quite a lot of light.

There were no groans or groans from the seriously injured, and there wasn't even an unconscious twitch on the corpse. In just a few seconds, they were completely dead.

Looking at the scene in front of her, Natalie was thinking about what happened. The instinctive danger signal in her body made her take a step forward without hesitation. At the same time, her head turned towards the fifth corridor. passed. When he turned the pistol around and wanted to shoot randomly to keep the source of danger away from him, the sight he turned around was completely occupied by a human figure.

No wonder I didn't notice at all. It turned out that the enemy was not wearing shoes. When this idea emerged in her mind, the pair of slightly white feet were already kicking towards her body. Although she moved a step forward to minimize the force impact on her body, the pair of feet still hit her body with huge force after lifting the pistol from her hand.

The body was almost thrown down the stairs. But Natalie also fully demonstrated at this time that as a woman, her body is relatively light, soft and flexible. The subtle control did not make her fall down the stairs abruptly, but landed on the ground in a normal posture. Her feet tapped the ground several times in succession. When she was relieved of the excess strength in an instant, she also pulled the sniper rifle. When she landed, she just finished adjusting the position of the sniper rifle. Her body followed the force of the impact and made a move down the stairs. Although every step was forced and hurried, her body turned around and faced the corridor behind her.

Natalie didn't aim at the target, and even when the images in her eyes were still chaotic, she thought she had to shoot. The sniper rifle was obtained from Kara, and both the gun itself and the dozens of bullets have been refitted. This makes every bullet fired by this sniper rifle very powerful.

As long as it touches some edges, you will have a chance to fight back. Natalie's finger followed the familiar feeling and moved towards the trigger of the sniper rifle. But her whole body trembled at this moment, because what she touched was not the trigger, but a warm hand with something sticky on it. The trigger has been completely bent.

The image in her eyes was also transformed into the picture in front of her. There was nothing else, only a pair of fiery red cross pupils looking into her eyes, filling Natalie's entire field of vision at this moment. The enemy was standing firmly in front of her at some point, and the distance was still so close.

"What happened." Natalie subconsciously exclaimed, and then she felt her neck being held by a steel-like hand. When her body was lifted up, she was forced to hit the wall of the corridor beside her. The soft lime wall covering above fell off piece by piece, revealing large areas of gray-white burned bricks. The bones in the body crackled, like the friction of old gears. His head was also hit in great pain, and he fell into a trance for a short time.

When Natalie was forced to wake up due to shortness of breath, she found that she was no longer in the corridor. She seemed to be in a ruins, and the surrounding walls were full of hideous bullet holes.

This is Kara's room! Natalie reacted, and then felt that her body was still suspended in the air, the feeling of being compressed in her throat was still there, and there was severe pain everywhere in her body. Looking down, she saw a pair of astonishing blood-red cross pupils on an indifferent face looking up at herself. The uncontrollable irritability in her pupils made Natalie choose not to take unnecessary actions, because she knew that as soon as she had this thought, that hand would crush her neck without hesitation. With a pitiful look on her face, she looked towards the broken metal door, hoping that the two surgeons behind her would come to save her.

"No need to look, the two people behind you are dead." Cassia looked at Natalie's face and said coldly.

"And don't think about using this face to make me soft, I'm used to it." Cassia said expressionlessly, "Answer me, how is Kara now?"