When he was awakened by the sound of gunshots, Poison's body was still pinned down by two service industry employees. For a pervert who took killing as a way of pleasure, family and other things would naturally be unfamiliar.
Therefore, looking for people working in the service industry has become one of Poison's few pastimes. During the day, he and his men had just killed a few disobedient bastards and seized a lot of prohibited goods. Therefore, Poison decided to give a good reward. Once by myself.
After drinking a lot of wine with the service industry workers, and then having several exchanges, the tired three people cuddled up and fell asleep on the bed.
Then, it’s time for the gun to ring!
Years of fighting have honed Poison's absolutely reliable neurological reactions. When the first gunshot came, Poison on the bed had already opened his eyes. When the shuttle of bullets was finished, he had already kicked away the pressure. The two people on top of him jumped up from the bed with their butts naked.
Before the two women could say anything, Poison picked up a wad of bills from the table and threw them at them.
"Stay here and don't run around!"
After that, he had already put on his pants, and rushed out the door with his weapon in hand.
"what happened?"
In the dark corridor, Poison grabbed one of his men and asked.
"The government troops made a sneak attack and have already reached the door!"
The blood-stained man said in a hurry. Because the power supply was cut off, the unlucky guy hit the wall directly after going out. There was no exchange of fire yet, and he had already lost the prize. Fortunately, it was late at night, and he had a bloody head. It won't scare others either.
"Fake, how did those guys get here? Where are the guards?"
"The channel is occupied and there is no way to contact anyone outside!"
"Damn it, you don't know how many people are coming, right?"
"Boss, what should we do now?"
"Don't worry, there are enough weapons here to hold them off for a long time!"
Poison thought for a moment, then pointed to the roof.
"Send a few people up first to check the situation. Government troops are attacking at night. How dare they attack at night without fear of hitting their own people?"
His subordinates immediately arranged for two people to try to climb to the roof of the factory along the fire escape. However, as soon as they climbed up, a dull gunshot was heard in the distance.
Then, an unlucky guy with a bloody face slid down the ladder in embarrassment.
"There was a sniper on the top of the building, and Charlie was killed as soon as he got up there!"
The subordinates who didn't care about wiping the blood reported in a panic.
After Poison listened to a burst of gunshots, he suddenly reacted.
"Shit, these damn *** are American mercenaries, not government troops!".net
"ah?"
"Their weapons are all silenced. How can the government troops have these things!"
Panic immediately spread to Poison's heart, and he didn't even notice that his tone had changed.
"How many more of us are there?"
"I don't know, the other party came in too fast, the brothers are still sleeping..."
"These lazy idiots!"
At this moment, Poison really wanted to grab those dozing sentries and ravage them, but now that the enemy had already reached his door, and the firefight area was only a few dozen meters away from him, it was meaningless to settle accounts.
Now Poison's men are using old machines that have not been dismantled in the past and additional newly built partitions to block the PC in a gap about twenty meters wide inside.
The closest straight line distance between the two sides was less than 70 meters. The only way to block the enemy was through random shooting by his men. But this was not the solution now. Poison carefully came to the gap, only to find that except for the occasional flash when the opponent fired. Outside the bright light, he couldn't see where the enemy was.
As for the lighting, there is no need to think about it. The power is cut off and the factory does not have a backup generator. Those lights cannot be used at all. As for the fire of the grenade, it is even more needless to think about it. The throwing distance of the grenade is generally only thirty to fifty. Rice, if you throw it out, it won't blow up anyone!
But there is no other way now. Poison can only loudly encourage these new bloods of Medellin and let them persevere until they can figure out a way to deal with it.
While the poisonous medicine was rushing around, the PCs outside were not in a hurry. Fighting in the dark was to my advantage. Therefore, the movements of the PCs hiding in the darkness slowed down. Many people hid in the dark and put their weapons. Adjust it to semi-automatic, just wait for the opponent to show up and fire.
As for the gaps that cannot be broken through, there is no need to worry. The team carrying machine guns is on the way, and their 249 machine guns are enough to suppress the opponent's firepower.
Moreover, compared to the drug dealers in Medellin, the PCs were much more proactive. Seeing that they could not break through for the time being, the team commander immediately observed the situation around him, and then he discovered that there was a thread hanging from the ceiling of the factory area. Pit lane!
So the commander immediately sent two teams over, preparing to use the maintenance channel to give the opponent a hard blow!
The people in Medellin were in the dark and didn't notice anyone on the maintenance channel connecting the various districts overhead, because they didn't go there much on weekdays.
As a result, the fighting was fierce below, but two groups of people came over from above. If the Medellin soldiers looked up or fired a few shots into the passage, Shadow Company would lose at least a dozen people.
But at this moment, no one thought of it, so the two Shadow Company teams easily passed through the maintenance tunnel and went around to the back of Medellin.
The first to suffer was a group of people who were carrying bullets to the front. Because of the darkness, they could only stand in a line, feet touching each other.
This can prevent someone from throwing ammunition boxes on the ground because they can't see clearly, but the disadvantage is that when the enemy appears, the people standing in a row are the best target.
The PCs of Shadow Company didn't even want to watch the unlucky ones being shot, because it was so miserable. Everyone was shot by fully automatic weapons within a dozen meters, and the shooting range shooting was not even that miserable.
In just over ten seconds, nearly a dozen unlucky guys fell to the ground in an execution-style firefight.
After that, the PCs did not forget to shoot again at the twitching corpse on the ground, because they wanted to ensure their own safety. Therefore, in order to prevent someone from pretending to be dead for a sneak attack, they had to shoot the head again.
The sound of gunshots from behind also reached Poison's ears. When he reacted, he and a few people were about to go over to check the situation, and then he saw the PC emerging from the corner of the passage.
"There is an enemy!"
Poison directly opened a side door and rushed in, but several of his men behind him were knocked down by the bullets that struck the next second. Only one of them dragged his injured thigh and rushed in after him.
