Battlefield Contractor

"Impossible, O2 is a whole, and it has never set aside the precedent for its own withdrawal first." Jiang An whispered.

"It's not the time of despair. O2 represents oxygen, in fact, it represents the hope of survival." Lin Rui ran fast, while whispering, "Listen to me, ten minutes, and then take someone away."

"Even if I ask to evacuate, they will not be able to leave." Jiang An whispered, "What's more, I won't be like this. Oxygen represents the hope of survival, and it also represents the fiercest burning. No matter who it is, the O2 team must When it's over, we will burn him to ashes even if he fights to death. Do what you should do and leave the rest to us." He cut off the communication.

Lin Rui stomped his foot and turned to Sandro in a low voice, "Damn it, the actuary, I'm afraid they are in big trouble."

"I heard it, the gunfire outside was intense." Sandro whispered. "Damn, it's a big deal to rush out and fight!"

"Don't move." Lin Rui grabbed him and whispered, "Now we can't help them if we rush out. As long as we behead Alekfelovich, these people can be messed up. Only we can get away. Opportunity. Otherwise we still have no chance of winning. We must make good use of the ten minutes they have created for us."

The smoke in the villa had not completely dissipated. Alekfelovic covered his face with a respirator. Under the protection of a dozen bodyguards, he rushed to a large room in the villa. All the guards and bodyguards got them. Notice to rush to this area. This is a large study room in the villa, almost as large as a small library. A large number of bodyguards gathered here, and every window was manned. A group of guards pushed down the large bookshelf in the study and blocked the door.

He turned several long oak tables and chairs in the study to the ground and squatted behind to make a temporary shelter. The security supervisor personally ordered the order, and manpower was placed on both sides and behind. "Go there with you and guard the flank to prevent anyone from rushing in. The fifth team, guard the balcony, and close all the curtains. The others surround it to protect the boss."

"Damn it. Those few sneakers, you should have killed them when you were in the West End." Alek Felovic gritted his teeth.

"Don't worry, the boss, the situation is still under control. People outside of us are already coming. Just now there was news that they had successfully suppressed the militants outside. If our people cleaned up the surroundings of the villa, then The few guys who sneaked into the villa have nowhere to escape. Those few sneakers have obviously stepped up their offensive just now, indicating that they are already in a hurry and are now desperate. As long as we successfully protect you, those sneakers will have nothing to do. , Can only escape." The security supervisor whispered.

"Better so." Alek Felovich said bitterly.

"Who are these people?" the security supervisor whispered, "Could it be that the Russian side really started to deal with your boss?"

Alekfelovich shook his head, "I don’t know, but there was such news before. They have always been very jealous of me. This time the Grand Duke asked us to bet on all assets against the ruble, which even touched them. Bottom line. That’s why I fell out with White Gloves. Damn, I knew something like this would happen. Moscow has never been merciless to those who oppose them. No matter what, as long as this crisis is avoided. I must personally and Grand Duke. Talk."

While they were talking in low voices, there was a huge explosion outside the study door. But the heavy door actually resisted the explosion without being blown.

The security director immediately turned his head and said, "Be careful, they are outside."

Alekfelovic turned his head and listened carefully to the movement outside. After a while, there was no other sound, but he always felt that something was wrong... He couldn't say anything about the specific problem. He slowly crouched down and gestured to a bodyguard next to him.

The bodyguard understood, nodded, and walked to the door. Just when his finger was about to touch the doorknob, all of a sudden, he heard a muffled sound from behind, it seemed that a heavy object fell. Fall to the ground.

The bodyguard's outstretched hand immediately stiffened in the air, and was shocked. Alekfelovic paused for a while, he stood up abruptly, turned around and asked the security main pipeline behind: "What's the matter?"

"I don't know, it seems... as if someone is behind!" the security supervisor said in a low voice. Alekfelovich's eyes flashed, and he immediately waved, "Look for someone to come over and take a look." The security chief turned and walked out, reaching the back balcony, and he gestured towards the bodyguards around him. , And then pointed out the balcony.

Everyone understood that more than a dozen bodyguards in black began to gather on the balcony. There was a man in black who was the fastest and ran to the door leading to the balcony first. He was about to open the door. Suddenly, he heard a series of gunshots. Several bullets shot down from the window, all shot. On the bodyguard in black. Several clusters of blood mist evacuated from the man's back. He screamed and turned to the ground on his back. When the other bodyguards saw this, they raised their guns subconsciously and launched a blind fire at the window. For a while, the gunshots in the room became a continuous sound, and all the bullets that came up hit the windowsill of the study room. Crackling.

The gunfire continued, and a black-clothed bodyguard pulled out a grenade from his back and threw it downstairs along the pothole in the window. After a while, there was a loud bang, and the grenade exploded from below. At the same time, the people in black rushed towards the window. They thought that even if this person just jumped out of the window to escape, he would be bombarded with shrapnel by the grenade.

But when they walked to the window, the smoke billowed from below, and the air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder. When the gun smoke dissipated a little, these guards and bodyguards took a closer look. The corpses below were not much less than those on the second floor. Some corpses were intact, and some corpses had been blown up, and they couldn’t tell them for a while. Has the enemy who shot coldly outside the window been killed or bombed?

As they were patrolling the surroundings, half of a person's body suddenly protruded from the left window. The person was holding an automatic rifle, aimed at the bodyguards who were observing at the other window, and swept out half a shuttle of bullets in one breath. Da da da! ! !

Amidst the startling gunshots, two more black-clothed bodyguards fell to the ground. The rest of the black-clothed men either lay down on the spot or threw themselves into the back of the bookshelf nearby. Afterwards, these bodyguards fired back together, and the dense bullets poured out like raindrops, hitting the frame of the window of the room, sawdust flying horizontally, and the smell of dust and gunpowder everywhere.