Pfft!
Zeto, who was climbing out the window, preparing to cross to the opposite building, suddenly felt something was wrong with his right knee. He immediately pushed himself with both hands and squeezed back through the window.
After rolling once on the ground, he saw blood seeping from his knee.
"Kusottare!"
When did this happen?!
He had clearly checked when he was climbing out and hadn't seen anyone, yet now his knee had been shot through.
He pulled a tactical tourniquet from the backpack behind him and tied it around his knee.
He needed to reduce blood loss, otherwise, he would quickly lose his combat effectiveness from it.
As a top Japanese assassin who had always roamed the European continent, this was the most pathetic situation he had ever encountered, and the most severe injury he had ever sustained.
No one had ever been able to push him to this state.
"Damn bastard, don't let me catch you, or I'll cut out your tongue and let you slowly feel the pain!"
But he really didn't have much time left, because footsteps were already approaching.
From the moment Zhang Jie discovered him, to Shooting, to confirming his position and regrouping with the other three to rush him, only a little over a minute had passed.
And Yin Yang, upon hearing the gunshot, immediately headed in this direction, and soon the five of them regrouped on the first floor.
"Hehe! Zhang Jie! I knew you'd come to help us." Kincaid immediately went to give Zhang Jie a big hug.
Zhang Jie, however, looked utterly bewildered.
What the hell?
I did come to save you, but I didn't plan to save you at this time. This was a complete accident, do you believe me?
Zhang Jie's gaze lingered on Caesar's face for a moment, and Caesar awkwardly scratched his nose.
If he hadn't fired, things wouldn't have been so serious.
However, the group didn't exchange many words and soon dispersed on the second floor.
The assassin named Zeto was hiding on the second floor.
At this moment, he was hiding in a corner, a balcony corner.
This was the position he deemed most suitable; no sniper above could see his location, and anyone below wanting to appear in his line of sight would have to face his bullets.
However, Yin Yang didn't plan to play by conventional rules; he went up to the third floor.
And Zhang Jie stealthily moved to the second floor. After being shot by him, Zeto's mobility shouldn't be much left, so he couldn't run far.
But as an assassin, he couldn't just sit there and wait for death.
Given this, the opponent would definitely choose to defend stoutly, either holding a position firmly or trying to escape, but with his leg injured, he clearly didn't have the conditions to escape.
After all, Zhang Jie's shot had directly pierced his right knee.
Walking was already extremely inconvenient, let alone running.
But rushing in so rashly wasn't right either, as the opponent was a top assassin and had many ways to take him down; he didn't necessarily have to rely on a direct confrontation.
Although the opponent couldn't make many arrangements in a short time, Zhang Jie also didn't want his five people to suffer any losses.
Huh?
Where did Yin Yang run off to?
Zhang Jie wasn't worried about Yin Yang; he had his own ideas and was extremely careful about his own safety.
Among the remaining four people, besides himself, two were almost brainless, which was very troublesome.
As if knowing what Zhang Jie was thinking, Caesar stepped forward directly and patted his AA-12 shotgun, which was already loaded with airburst rounds.
"Don't worry, don't forget I'm also a heavy weapons specialist. As long as I'm here, no one can hide."
Saying this, Caesar chuckled and pulled the bolt, then, without even aiming, began indiscriminate Shooting in all directions ahead.
Bang! Boom—!
Every bullet produced an explosive effect. Although far from a grenade, the threat was still immense.
Moreover, Caesar's every shot landed in corners and places where people might be hiding.
This further squeezed the survival space of Zeto, who was hiding in the shadows. Unless you were a Superman, when facing airburst rounds, you would have no choice but to hide or rush out.
Kincaid held his guns with both hands, peeking around, ready to strike at any moment.
Zhang Jie, holding his fully equipped HK416, scanned his surroundings through the holographic sight, his muzzle following his gaze.
The trio began to move. Caesar was responsible for firepower output, squeezing survival space.
Kincaid was responsible for lookout, and Zhang Jie was responsible for covering positions.
As for Jensen, what was he doing?
He held his FN-SCAR, aiming through his 4x scope from the very back.
His gaze constantly covered Zhang Jie and the other two, ensuring he could provide the most powerful long-range support in the shortest time.
Listening to the continuous explosions from ahead, Zeto's heart had sunk to the bottom, and his hanging heart finally died.
"Damn it, these guys are using airburst rounds indoors, aren't they afraid of blowing themselves up?"
Zeto couldn't even imagine. Were these guys really crazy?
Even if the Frag-12 airburst round was designed with a primer-fuse trigger, you're still indoors, and you dare to use it like this?
Honestly, he was starting to panic a little.
If the opponent had just rushed him directly, he might have managed a 1-for-1 or 1-for-2 trade. In the current situation, a 1-for-1 trade seemed very difficult.
He began to cautiously move his body, hiding deeper inside.
Before the opponent arrived here, he still had a chance to hide.
And Yin Yang, who had run to the third floor, also climbed out of a third-floor window, hanging upside down and peering down, searching for Zeto's direction.
In this way, the four-person team slowly advanced. Fortunately, Caesar, this big black ox, was strong enough and carried several drum magazines, so he didn't need to be stingy with his ammunition.
Listening to the explosions continuously approaching, Zeto's psychological pressure also grew stronger and stronger.
This feeling of death approaching was very unpleasant, and even he was almost at his breaking point.
To his left was a window, through which he could escape, but the only drawback was that he needed to open the window.
And because this window had not been used for a long time, it was rusty. If he tried to pull the window open, it would make a huge, ear-piercing sound.
This would undoubtedly be giving away his position to the others.
"Damn it, I knew I shouldn't have taken on a task like this!" Zeto was now filled with regret as to why he had accepted this mission. Even though the pay for this one was indeed high, it seemed he wouldn't live to spend it.
"I say, my limping brother hiding inside, since you can't run, why don't you come out and we can talk? Perhaps you still have a chance to live."
At this moment, Zhang Jie's mischievous voice came out.
The first half had already been searched, and only a small part of the second half remained. He was certain that the opponent could no longer escape.
"Oh, little Jap, obediently roll out. How about letting your big daddy pamper you a bit? We'll gently stuff you back into your mother's womb, motherfucker!"
Kincaid's opening words completely ruined Zhang Jie's attempt. Zeto, hiding in the shadows, was practically red-hot with anger.
His gaze constantly flickered towards that window.
He was now also wondering whether he should really open that window, because there was a window of opportunity now: as the sounds got closer and the explosions grew louder, they might be able to mask the sound of the window being opened.
At this point, the distance between the two sides was already less than 20 meters.
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