Steel steam and flame

"Sure!" they both shouted in their hearts at the same time. Even though they have controlled their strength well, the weight gain caused by the surgery cannot be ignored. The two of them can easily crush the broken glass with their existing weight. In the empty corridor late at night, the sound cannot be ignored. Although there is still a thick door between them, for the enemies in the room, if they are in a semi-sleep state at night, closing their eyes will improve their hearing, and they can still amplify the tiny sounds many times.

Not to mention that this is a protective measure set up by the enemy himself. With special attention, the sensitivity of the ears to detect sounds will increase even more.

Berta immediately took out the communicator and reminded the two teams guarding outside to always pay attention to the enemy jumping out of the window. This is the second floor. A height of several meters will not hinder the operator's flexibility in completing the photo. At the same time, she pressed the password card and put down the communicator, and she had already taken out the pistol. She and the team leader stood on both sides of the door, waiting for the sound of the lock cylinder turning and opening.

There was a crisp "click" sound, and a gap opened in the vermilion door. Berta kicked it open with a light kick. Through the light coming from the corridor, I saw a thick curtain naturally falling, covering half of the open window. However, they still maintained absolute caution. Both of them opened their cross pupils and took in all the scenery in the room in a short time.

"It's safe for now, but it's best not to get close to the bed. There's no guarantee that there will be a steel-cased bomb with the fuse opened." Berta walked into the room first. The pistol with half-pressed trigger could lock the target at any time. She took the opportunity to press it. The light fixture next to the door is turned on. The relatively soft light fell down and spread on the surface of everything. The team leader held a firecracker to cover behind them and closed the door.

The standard configuration of a simple small hotel, a bed, table and chairs. On the table lay a half-open book and an empty cup.

"History of steam power?" Berta felt a strange sense of coincidence in her heart. She moved her eyes away from the book. After confirming for the second time that there were no other dangers left in the room, she took a few steps to the window. , opened a little curtain from one side, and looked down at a piece of green grass that was growing.

There was a man lying on his side, his whole body was tied with ropes, he was covered in blood, and he was still in a coma. But from the expression on his face, it could be seen that he was in great pain from the fall.

"It's No. 11. The enemy probably thought someone was guarding his window outside and used No. 11 as a test." Berta took one last look at the night world dominated by the light of street lights, but did not see anyone's shadow. , the enemy has disappeared into the night. She exhaled, lowered the curtain and said, "But the remaining two teams are guarding the intersection at opposite corners of the building, so they probably won't be able to notice the situation here immediately."

"In other words, we probably missed it."

The team leader nodded, then approached the table, glanced at the open book, and then looked around the room.

"I didn't expect that the enemy would be interested in this kind of book." Bota said sarcastically, "When I go out to do tasks and bring books to read, it should be said that I have absolute confidence in my own strength, or that I have too much free time. Already?"

The leader shook his head, with a rare look of doubtful thinking on his stiff face. He shook his head and said he didn't know.

"Bang..." Just as the two were talking, a strange sound came from the ceiling above them. It was the momentary scraping sound of something being pulled out. The ceiling supports rest on nuts that are tensioned on the floor's concrete slab, which may be where the sound comes from.

Berta and the leader immediately left their positions. They raised their guns at the same time and pressed the trigger without thinking. As the gun muzzle sprayed flames, a chain reaction started on the ceiling in the small room. At this time, a large area fell off, and the whole piece with the suspended bracket was pressed downwards. The lamp also shattered at this moment, and the room immediately fell into darkness, with only the muzzle of the gun providing a brief glimmer of light.

Bullets from muskets and pistols tore the fragile ceiling apart, causing friction sparks to fly from the fragments. While Botta was shooting, he tore off the curtains to let in the light from outside. The room regained a certain brightness, and at this moment, Berta and the team leader also saw a dark gray figure fall to the ground in advance from the fragments of the ceiling.

There was a "boom" sound, like a heavy piece of iron falling to the ground, and Berta even felt a slight vibration under his feet. The figure dodged immediately after landing, showing an astonishing degree of flexibility in the small space. He moved among the people who were surrounded. The tactical knife he waved reflected the cold light. Each knife struck the gun that the two blocked, causing splashes. A shower of sparks came out.

The power from the pistol made Berta's palms unbearable, and every attack from the enemy was like a running machine. The moment the bullets were fired, Berta immediately threw away the pistol and held the tactical knife behind his back with his left hand. With the soft female body and the added ability after surgery, the body twisted like a soft tissue creature. The enemy's attack speed was very fast. A tactical knife made of high-grade alloy came to life in his hand. While dodging another person's attack, it bit Berta, who was constantly dodging, all the time.

The flexibility and speed may be about the same, and Berta can still find a chance to breathe and adjust his body during the non-stop attacks, but the gap in strength is a bit big. With dozens of "ding-ding" collision sounds, Berta felt that his arm began to feel sore, and the hand holding the tactical knife gradually became paralyzed under the huge vibration.

Finally, as the enemy in front of her slashed, the tactical knife in her hand was broken into two sections in the vertical cold light. His body instinctively felt the huge danger, and Berta subconsciously jumped towards the back. The tactical knife in the enemy's hand directly chased her body and stabbed her heart. The leader immediately took a step forward, stepped on the enemy's knee, and at the same time adjusted the muzzle of the gun to point at the dark gray shadow's head.

The enemy retracted the tactical knife in his hand decisively, and his body sank suddenly, and the bullets sprayed from the fire gun shot over his head. At the same time, the enemy supported his body on one foot, with his toes on the ground. While twisting and turning his body, the other foot swept out and kicked Bota hard on the side.

There was a muffled sound, and Berta could only block it with his arms for a short moment, but he was still kicked away. Her body lifted off the ground and hit the wall next to the bed. The bones on the body crackled, and the vibration caused the remaining pieces of the ceiling in the corner to fall down.

At this moment, the enemy's body turned towards the leader. The tactical knife turned in a semi-circle in his hand, and was firmly grasped in his hand with a reverse grip. The foot with the toe on the ground also landed heavily on the sole of the foot at this time. His body rose from a half-crouched position at this moment. The other foot acted as a balance and adjustment function. His body and head were dodged by the fire gun at the same time. muzzle. Bullets shot out from inside with firelight, grazing his head and ears and flying towards the window wall behind him. At this time, the hand that had not yet been withdrawn and was holding the tactical knife was pulled back by him with great force. , chop at the enemy's head.

The silver-white blade even reflected the orange flames from the muzzle, and the tactical knife shuttled between the dark red trajectory lines drawn by the bullet. The leader also retreated immediately at this moment, but his speed was far inferior. The arm seemed to have released a pressure-like spring, and the astonishing speed turned the hand into a flowing shadow.

The fire gun continued to adjust its trajectory as the leader retreated, but at this moment the tactical knife had been pulled back to the muzzle by the enemy. The notched blade ran along the gun body of the fire gun, cutting off the raised crosshair on the muzzle. Then the blade slid up against the gun body and slashed at the leader's head. The harsh sound stirred up a string of jumping sparks, splashing between the two. The weak light was simultaneously captured by the two burning cross eyes, and the leader also saw clearly the face at this moment, the face with the cross pupils embedded with flames spurting out.

"Cassia!"

The harsh sound disappeared at this moment, and an all-too-familiar voice surrounded Cassia. The last splash of sparks disappeared into the cold air at this moment, and the blade of the tactical knife stopped in front of the leader's nose perfectly captured this fleeting and delicate gesture.