Steel steam and flame

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

Taking out his pistol, Cassia walked towards the stairs, checked the firearm, 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 has a few curves. The steps were very slow, and after two or three steps, the sound of shoes hitting the ground completely disappeared. Based on the position of the sniper team observed not long ago, Cassia observed the surroundings, and the layout of the rooms on the floors of the building quickly appeared clearly in his mind.

Less than a dozen steps later, Cassia's body stopped. He stood in front of a door and touched it with his hand. The material seemed to be just an ordinary steel structure, and there were no other defense facilities inside. After calming down her breathing, Cassia closed her eyes and put her ears against the wall next to the door, focusing all her attention on hearing.

After a few seconds, all the faint sound sources that had been hidden around him appeared. It seems that you can see something with your closed eyes. Although it is very subtle, Cassia believes that she can indeed see these objects in some states, such as extreme anger and abnormal calmness. It was like a ripple-like substance on the surface of a lake, as if it were a sound wave pattern automatically simulated by the brain. It seems that he only has this ability after returning from the volcano base.

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

The very weak breathing, although there is interference from other rooms, but the strong rhythmic heartbeat sound that reaches the ears through the wall has already revealed the identity of the person in the room.

"Three people." Cassia said in his heart. He took out the portable communicator with his hand, put it next to his other ear, and contacted Hessler. 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 outside the door, wait a minute." Cassia said, "I don't know if the enemy's contact is always connected. If we only open the report at a fixed point, then we can do a lot of things. If not, when they are surrounded Before coming here, think about your retreat route in advance.”

A few minutes later, Cassia tapped the surface of the communicator lightly: "The interval is 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?" Hessler asked, "I think it would be better not to expose myself now."

"No need, we each took out the enemies at the current location and hid in our respective buildings." Cassia replied. At the same time, the muscles on his right hand squirmed, and the clothes were lifted up at a visible speed, holding the communicator. The fingers slowly changed color, and a layer of fine black scales quickly covered them. "Even the surgeons, their energy cannot be unlimited. Just let them know that I have arrived here. Next, it is their turn to tighten up." It’s my own nerves.”

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

"Start taking action in half a minute." Cassia said before hanging up the communication.

Looking at the mechanical watch, when the second hand passed the last mark, Cassia gently inserted the fingernails on her fingers into the small crack in the door, and at the same time took a step back.

"Creak", the ordinary metal suddenly twisted, and after a muffled bang, the locked door frame embedded in the wall was violently pushed open by a huge force. The warm air hit Cassia's face the next moment.

The sound of slight footsteps could be heard coming from inside the room.

"Inside the master bedroom?" The speed suddenly increased, and Cassia dodged directly into the hall in front of the door, the pistol already pointed at the master bedroom.

With the sound of "chi", sawdust flew up, and several bullets had already hit the master bedroom door that had not yet been opened. Then a series of bullets with a faint smoke were fired from the door towards the hall. A complete door was immediately punched with holes.

Cassia walked to the bottom of the hall a few steps ahead, dodging the bullets, as if taking a walk, and then slowly walked towards the wall of the hall near the master bedroom. He didn't know why he was so calm. Maybe he didn't feel any danger at all, he thought. The enemy's actions seemed to be based on his prediction. Hearing the sound of the door being broken, he did not rush out immediately, but shot through the door into the hall.

The three people inside didn't expect to hit anything, and they should be the ones who were anxious now. The prey takes the initiative to find the hunter. Except for its final death struggle, in other cases, the prey seems to be absolutely confident that it can kill the hunter.

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

"The next thing should be a steel shell bomb, or a flash bomb or something like that." Cassia thought about it, moving very nimbly, and quickly and silently came to the wall. The next moment, his body seemed to be pressed by several tons of weight, and as if this was his true form. In the blink of an eye, Cassia completely leaned over the ground, and his ears were pressed against the ground. On the wall next to him, several rows of intersecting bullet holes appeared at random intervals, like a pair of scissors that were constantly opening and closing, shooting through the hall. Pieces of masonry and wall plaster fragments stuck together fell on Cassia who was lying down.

In his ears, the sounds of the enemy's footsteps and the inaudible hissing sounds coming from their portable communicators became all too obvious. Cassia opened her eyes at this moment, with bright red cross pupils blooming inside.

"This should be the feet." Cassia took a deep breath, as if she had caught something in her heart, her body lying on the ground moved, and at the same time, she swung her right hand back, as if she was accumulating strength, and then punched her directly. The base of the front wall.

The toughness of the simple red brick and concrete structure is not on the same level as the strength and toughness of Cassia's arms. The wall of standard thickness was punched through, and then she felt a relatively soft object come into contact with her skin. Cassia grabbed it, and her body bounced upward at this time, and the strength on her right arm became even stronger. It was huge, and it suddenly pulled back hard.

"Ahhh!" Behind the painful voice was a muffled sound hitting the wall, and the sound of bones breaking. One of the enemy's feet was pulled directly to the hall by Cassia, and an obvious bulge suddenly appeared on the wall.

The sound of gunfire sounded again, and without the cooperation of another person, Cassia easily dodged them all according to the order in which the bullet holes appeared on the wall. This kind of work is no longer difficult for him now, or for any second-stage surgeon with some experience. Shooting without sight is just a stupid waste of bullets.

His eyes scanned the wall in front of him, and through the bullet holes as thick as his thumb, Cassia's sight happened to meet the enemy in the master bedroom in one of the bullet holes. It's just that one side has a calm gaze, and the blood-red cross pupils are gradually disappearing like charcoal, while the other side is indeed like a hot flame that is about to be extinguished in the strong wind.

The bullet once again created a faint smoke trajectory in the hall. Cassia walked step by step. His movements were not fast, but all the bullets grazed his body and embedded in the wall behind him.

In less than a few seconds, when all the bullets in the magazine were used up, the enemy in the bedroom looked at the prey standing quietly in the hall and was stunned for a moment. He knew he should change the magazine now and keep 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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"Cyber, come over quickly!" Milton was a little angry and a little excited when he heard the voice coming from the communication machine. He understood what was happening. This was a provocation from the prey.