Luke stepped up and rushed to the stairs not far away.

"The enemy is mainly near the three entrances of six, nine and twelve. They are approaching Martin and Roger's room. There are about thirty people outside." Selena continued to broadcast the enemy's movements in real time.

"What about the enemy distribution on the second floor?" He said.

Selena: there is no one on your side, but there are a lot of enemies gathered at six, nine and twelve o'clock

Luke then scanned the corner of the second floor with a small mirror. The main building of DITO's manor was very interesting.

It is a circular structure, in the middle is the place where the garden, swimming pool and grassland are located. The building buildings surround this place of entertainment and leisure.

At 3692 o'clock in the main building, there is a staircase respectively, and there is a return corridor in the inner floor, which is also the reason why Martin and Roger are so quickly surrounded and oppressed to the corner.

Only the corner can let them avoid the situation of enemy, but also let them have no way back.

Luke adjusted his breathing slightly. The black gun in his hand was specially used. The special P226 with muffler protruded a little out of the corner.

Da! Da! Da! Da!

20! 20! 20! 20!

At the same time, Luke subconsciously voiced it.

I'm afraid that the experience of NPC to be killed tonight will not be less. He thinks it's necessary to motivate himself with online games, or when will it be killed!

More than 30 meters away, at the 10 o'clock stairway, four bodyguards who were shooting in the room fell one by one.

Luke turned back at the same time and looked at the three movements with a small mirror again.

No one noticed. No one cared about the four unlucky guys. Other bodyguards immediately filled their positions.

Mob! Luke curled his mouth and moved out of the muzzle again.

Da! Da! Da! Da!

Just replaced to go up, shot bodyguards at the door and put four more in the street.

20! 20! 20! 20!

Luke did not rush to withdraw this time. He showed half of his face and one eye, and looked at the three reactions.

All right! It seems that there are too many people. It doesn't matter if eight people die. He had no words in his heart.

Eight people fell so fast that no one thought of looking around.

DITO's bodyguard is really "elite"!

Da! Da! Da! Da!

20! 20! 20! 20!

Once again, four people fell on the street, which finally caused a little commotion.

The bodyguards outside the door are hesitant to get close to the door at once.

Before two minutes, the door was full of corpses. The two guys in the room were so busy!

Luke, it's not easy to do this.

If the people far away from the door fall, the pigs know it's not Martin in the room who did it.

He turned his eyes, moved the muzzle down and pulled the trigger at two left behind bodyguards on the first floor at six o'clock.

Da! Da! 20! 20!

Two people were shot in the head directly.

One of the left behind bodyguards at the 12 o'clock stairway opposite seems to have noticed the abnormality and looks at the opposite side doubtfully.

Da! Da! 20! 20!

Together with his companions, he also stepped into the footsteps of the bodyguards on the opposite side.

Well, how many experiences did I brush? Forget it, don't remember this boring number! Luke's mind flashed the unreliable idea and threw it away in seconds.

At this time, something suddenly rolled out of Martin Roger's room.

Two of the bodyguards who approached the house again cried out: "grenade!"

With a roar, human rights around the door are desperately looking for shelter - for example, hiding behind their peers in front of them, and fixing their bodies to death.

Martin is a well prepared guy. Most of the grenades he throws are fragment grenades.

As a retired Marine Corps elite, his grenade throwing is quite accurate, and can drop several people at a time.

These bodyguards were all in a psychological shadow from Martin's grenade. They couldn't enter the room for such a long time.

As soon as they poured in seven or eight people, they were reimbursed by Martin for one grenade.

Luke was ready when the two men called out grenades.

Boom!

Da! Da! Da! Da!

At the same time, he stared at a group of people hiding behind some hapless bodyguard.

There was a smoke and a scream across the street. No one noticed five people who died in a string.

Luke continues to work hard and screams for bodyguards at the side The men behind continued to shoot black.

The screams are all the unlucky ones who are half destroyed by the fragments. It's better for them to create a chaotic atmosphere alive.

Da! Da!

Da! Da!

Over there, another four guys who had been cowering and dodging a bullet fell down.In addition, the bodyguards lost more than ten people by the explosion of Martin's grenade. Near the door, they had been reduced to a mortuary, lying on a large scale.

This kind of ferocious scene, let originally the bodyguards with great momentum decisively wither.

Who can stand it? They are less than a hundred people, and this is not enough to kill them for half an hour.

"Luke, the bodyguard outside the building brought an RPG." Selena's voice rang out, saying a bad news.

Luke: Is this a newspaper or a newspaper?

In his mind, he had quickly replaced P226 with a magazine.

Martin is not an idiot.

The bodyguards outside the door were killed and injured badly. The bodyguards outside the building took RPG and fled there. This is a very simple choice.

Sure enough, a grenade suddenly flew out of the diagonal door again.

Seeing the general shape of the grenade, Luke resolutely returned to the corner.

Bang, at the same time, the bright light flashed across the courtyard.

Several screams rang out, and then there was a panic cry: "eyes, my eyes!"

Commonly known as "bright blind dog eyes" flash bomb, is so easy to use.

After the flash, Luke moved out of the corner again and raised P226 in his hand.

Martin and Roger rushed out of the room.

Martin leaned slightly, and the M4A1 in his hand moved the muzzle of the gun quickly and slightly, banging away the bodyguard on the left side of the door.

Roger was behind him, his pistol in his hand was also firing continuously, and he made several bodyguards on the right side of the door shrink behind the shelter, afraid to stand up.

Luke's in time.

Da! Da!

Da! Da!

Roger was in charge of the right side immediately fell several bodyguards.

Looking at Roger's strange appearance, Luke snickered and kept moving.

Da! Da!

Da! Da!

Da! Da!

In the order of near to far, he knocked down six bodyguards on the right.

Martin's marksmanship and weapons are very good, before the muzzle, almost no enemy left.

Roger can't.

After all, he's just a detective, not a SWAT, not a swat.

When a magazine is empty, Roger is not hit by any enemy.

But with Luke's Oboe, Roger found that he seemed to be able to shoot down one or two enemies at a time.

"Ha ha, who says I can't shoot!" He couldn't help muttering.