[it is detected that the host's right shoulder is injured, resulting in the right arm temporarily unable to be used, and then the host cannot play its full strength, and the shooting and fighting data will decline.

......

It is detected that the special effects of the host gun master take effect, and the shooting data of the host remains unchanged.

The current host data are as follows;

Shooting: 75

Reaction: 90

Fighting: 32 (77)

Luck: 100]

Kent heard the reminder in his ear, and he could not help sighing at the strength of the master of firearms.

This habitual right hand is injured. If ordinary people shoot with their left hand, they will be affected more or less.

However, with the blessing of the master of firearms, this mother no longer need to worry about my crooked!

...

By this time Kent was able to get up on his own and jogged to the other side of the wreckage.

"Hoo..." after taking a deep breath, quickly probe to see how many people are on the opposite side.

All of a sudden, his intuition told him that it was dangerous, very dangerous. He just poked his head and quickly drew his head back.

"Bang!"

"Pa!"

With a shot from the opposite side, the tiles and debris splashed in front of Kent's feet.

"Found a sniper with a 7.62 caliber sniper rifle, unknown location!"

Kent yelled when he saw the bullet hole.

Then his heart trembled involuntarily, and his hands trembled.

Fortunately, luck is high enough, otherwise this shot will not be fired into ceramic tiles, or his head the size of a ripe Hami melon.

At this time, Lyon also yelled to the secret service members in the wreckage: "everyone, don't get out of the cabin. There are snipers blocking outside!"

After roaring, Lyon glanced at Kent and asked, "what can I do? Are we trapped here? "

Kent is speechless when he looks at Lyon. Obviously Lyon has the same reaction data as him. Why is everything based on him?

But he also knew that time was pressing. If he was trapped here for too long and the enemy's reinforcements surrounded him, the consequences would be unimaginable.

If there is a problem, it must be solved. That's what a team leader should do.

After thinking for a moment, Kent said to Simon, "Simon, I'm injured in my right arm now. Can you throw the sensor grenade across from me?"

Simon didn't answer immediately. Instead, he took a grenade similar to csgo's decoy from his belt, weighed it over and said, "almost, but I'm not sure."

"Whatever! Throw it now, or there's no other way Kent said.

"Good!"

Simon holds the sensor grenade in his right hand, takes a few steps inside the mall, then turns around and runs quickly towards the wreckage.

At the moment of approaching the wreckage, his right hand became a football parabolic shape and directly threw the sensor grenade out.

At the same time, Kent also turned on the scanning system in his eyes, facing the wreckage and looking at the multi-faceted low building.

With three scans of the blue pulse signal, Kent can see the concrete structure of the low building opposite.

The low building has six floors, which is a typical apartment building.

Next, Kent saw a small red pulse signal on the ground near the low building.

Kent knew it was a sensor grenade and was completing its mission to detect people nearby and screen out armed elements.

Sure enough, three seconds later, several red dots were marked. Through the holographic glasses, Kent could see clearly.

"Simon! There is one person at the left three windows on the sixth floor opposite. It is a sniper by visual inspection.

There are two people at the fourth window on the second floor. There is a gunner and a loader by visual inspection.

There are many reactions on the first floor, about six people. It is recommended to use rockets to clear it. "

Lyon looked at Kent just face-to-face crash of the transport plane, you can tell the layout of the whole, can not help but sigh: "ah, you this... What equipment is this? Not even our secret service. "

"No comment." Kent pretended to be profound, and then habitually pinched his chin with his right hand, but as soon as he wanted to move, he bared his teeth and said to Lyon and Simon, "hiss... Pain!

That... Cough, that I guess, the intention of the opposite side is to trap us here. You see, they didn't mean to fire at all.And the strength of the opposite side is not bad, just their snipers, we can not get out

"What about that?" Asked Lyon.

"Click!" Simon also pulled the bolt of acr-ht and waited for Kent's order.

"Well... Let me see..."

Kent learned to be smart this time. He put the pistol back in the holster and held his chin in his left hand.

After a few breaths, Kent seemed to have a good idea. Looking at Lyon, he said with a smile, "you seem to be competent..."

"You Lyon saw Kent's expression through his four eye night vision. He shivered and said in fear, "what do you want?"

"Simon!" Kent let out a cry.

"Yes

"Catch him (pointing to Lyon) and don't let him run away!"

"Yes

"Yabaa butterfly!" Lyon screamed————————————————————

"Do these guys want to die here?"

"Whatever they are, boss orders. Just hold them down. There's no need to work hard."

The two people who spoke were the shooter and loader at the fourth window on the second floor.

They were wearing pure black combat suits, black combat boots, four compact heavy bulletproof vests, combat vests and helmets, just like the older Kevlar helmets.

Judging from the above description, their equipment is no different from that of the secret service, but their armbands are printed with the white and red umbrella logo of ambrera.

In particular, they also wore Octopus like gas masks, all of which pointed to that they were USS troops of ambrera.

The so-called USs, or umbrella security service, is ambrera's rapid response security force.

USS Our task is to ensure and protect ambrera's property, or to annihilate evidence against ambrera.

The current USS is the private force of Albert Wesker, not controlled by ambrera, and it is also a very few people who know the existence of USS.

Most USS members are trained from childhood, and their combat capability is no less than that of any special forces in the world, even higher than that of general special forces.

Members are experts who fully comply with and effectively achieve orders, and there is no emotion among members.

...

USS The m90x heavy-duty machine gun similar to the M60 is loaded by chain, so the loader is required to cooperate with the loader.

The loader has two chains on his body and a hkmp7-x mini submachine gun in his hand.

At this time, the loader disdained to say: "if we have three USS (the sniper on the sixth floor is also USS), we can completely block them. Why do we need those UBCs?

It's just a bunch of mobs. It's good that we don't get in the way. "

"What do you care about them for?" The machine gunner still focused on the shopping mall. After confirming that there was no abnormality, he chatted with Zhuang one handed

"UBCs is just cannon fodder. They are more or less helpful.

Don't forget, just now, there were 14 Firehawk transport planes. I don't know what those rocket hands thought. They just attacked this one. "