Steel Steam and Flame

The crisp sound interrupted Cassia's thinking, the protective door of the lift opened, and the value above indicated that this was the eleventh floor of the building.

Taking out the pistol, Cassia walked to the top of the stairs, inspecting the gun, and loaded the bullet before reaching the twelfth floor. The layout of the building is somewhat different from that of the hotel. The corridor is no longer a straight line, but is not much curved. The steps were very slow, and after two or three steps, the sound of shoes hitting the ground completely disappeared. According to the location of the sniper team observed not long ago, Cassia observed the surroundings, and the layout of the rooms on the floor of the building quickly and clearly appeared in his brain.

Within a dozen steps, Cassia's body stopped. He stood in front of a door and touched it with his hands. The material seemed to be an ordinary steel structure, and there were no other defense facilities inside. After calming her breath, Cassia closed her eyes, her ears were also attached to the wall by the door at this time, and her attention was focused on hearing at the same time.

After a few seconds, all the faint sound sources that were secluded around appeared. The closed eyes seemed to be able to see something. Although it was very subtle, Cassia believed that he could see these objects in some states, such as extremely angry situations and unusually calm states. It was like a ripple on the lake surface, like sound waves automatically simulated by the brain. After returning from the base of the volcano, it seems to have this ability.

"Perhaps it was caused in that faulty memory?" Cassia thought, and then artificially cut off thinking.

Very weak breathing, although there is interference from other rooms, the strong rhythmic heartbeat sound transmitted through the wall to the ears has already demonstrated the identity of the people in the room.

"Three people," Cassia said in his heart. He took out the portable communicator with his hand and placed it next to the other ear to connect with Hesley. Neither of them spoke. At this moment, they only relied on the slight tapping sound of their fingers to convey the message.

"I'm already at the door, wait a minute." Cassia said, "I don't know if the enemy's connection is always connected. If we only open the report at a fixed point, then we can do a lot of things. If not, surround them. Before coming over, you must plan your own retreat route in advance."

A few minutes later, Cassia tapped the surface of the communicator lightly: "The interval is regular every two minutes. The communication is determined to be connected at all times. Our actions cannot be hidden."

"Do you want to retreat? Wait until others come here?" Hesley asked, "I think it would be better not to expose yourself now."

"No, after we pulled out the enemy at our current location, we hid in our respective building." Cassia replied, while the muscles on his right hand squirmed, the clothes propped up at a visible speed, holding the communicator. His fingers slowly changed color, and a layer of fine black scales quickly spread over them, “Even the surgeon, their energy can’t be unlimited. Just let them know that I’m here. Next, they should tighten. My nerves."

"That's fine, I will observe the outside more. If I can find out the enemy's temporary command point, the rest will be much easier."

"Starting in half a minute." Cassia said before hanging up the communication.

Looking at the mechanical watch, when the second hand reached the last scale, Cassia gently inserted the fingernail into the small door gap, and at the same time stepped back.

"Crunch", the metal of ordinary material was suddenly distorted, and after a muffled bang, the door frame embedded in the wall for locking was directly pushed aside by huge force. The warm air hit Cassia's face next moment.

A slight footstep can be heard coming from inside the room.

"In the master bedroom?" The speed suddenly accelerated, and Cassia dashed directly into the hall in front of the door, with the pistol already facing the master bedroom.

With the sound of "chi", sawdust flew up, and several bullets had hit the unopened master bedroom door. Then a series of bullets with faint smoke shot out from the door towards the hall. A complete door was punched out in an instant.

Cassia walked to the bottom of the hall a few steps ahead of time, avoiding the bullet, as if walking, and then slowly walked towards the wall of the hall near the master bedroom. I don't know why it's so peaceful, maybe it's because I didn't feel the danger at all, he thought. The enemy's actions seemed to be in his own prediction. Hearing the sound of the door being destroyed, he did not immediately rush out, but shot through the door into the hall.

The three people inside would not expect anything to be hit, it should be them who are anxious now. The prey took the initiative to find the hunter. Except for the final dying struggle, in other cases, the prey seemed to have the confidence to kill the hunter.

But the situation has changed. Cassia looked at the blood flowing through the crack of the door and said that the number of people should become two.

"The next thing should be a steel bomb or flash bomb." Cassia thought, moving extremely lightly, and quickly and silently came to the wall. In the next moment, his body seemed to weigh several tons of weight, and it was as if this was his true form. In the blink of an eye, Cassia leaned over the ground completely, with his ears touching the ground. On the wall beside him, several rows of intersecting bullet holes appeared in a staggered pattern, like a pair of scissors that were constantly opening and closing, and shot the hall inside. Pieces of bricks and shards of cemented wall ash fell on the fallen Cassia.

In the ears, the sound of the enemy's footsteps, and the inaudible babble that was coming from their portable communicator, became obvious. Cassia opened her eyes now, with bright red cross pupils blooming inside.

"It should be the foot here." Cassia took a deep breath, as if grasping something in her heart, her body lying on the ground moved a bit, and at the same time she swung her right hand back, as if she was accumulating strength, and immediately hit her body with a punch. The root of the front wall.

The simple red brick and concrete structure, the toughness and the strength and toughness of Cassia's arm are not on the same level. The wall of standard thickness was punched through, and then I felt a relatively soft object on the skin. Cassia grabbed it, and the body bounced up at this time, and the power on the right arm became more Huge ~www.ltnovel.com~ and suddenly pulled back.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!) One of the enemy's feet was pulled directly to the side of the hall by Cassia, and an obvious bulge suddenly appeared on the wall.

The sound of the fire blasting sounded again, losing the cooperation of the other person. According to the order in which the bullet holes appeared on the wall, Cassia easily avoided all of them. This kind of work is no longer difficult for him now, or for anyone who has some experience in second-stage surgery. Did not see the target's shooting, just a foolish way of wasting bullets.

Sweeping his eyes across the wall in front of him, through the bullet holes with the thickness of his thumbs, Cassia's sight just met the enemy in the master bedroom in a bullet hole. It was just a calm gaze on one side, the blood-red cross pupils were red that gradually disappeared like charcoal, and on the other side, it was indeed like a raging flame that was about to extinguish in the wind.

The bullet once again pulled out a faint smoke trajectory in the hall. Cassia walked step by step, not moving fast, but let the bullets grazed his body and embedded into the wall behind him.

In less than a few seconds, when all the bullets in the magazine were shot, the enemy in the bedroom looked at the prey standing quietly in the hall, and was stunned for a while. He knew that he should change the magazine now and continue shooting, but his body could no longer move. The man in the hall would never give him this time, even if it only takes about a second to change the magazine.

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"Cibo Li, hurry over!" Milton listened to the voice coming from the pass machine, a little angry and a little excited. He understood what was going on. This was a provocation from the prey.

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