As the one-sided bridge fell to the ground and shattered, a dozen guns firing cover downstairs also stopped.
The third attack carefully planned by the cultists failed even more miserably than the previous two attacks, and it only lasted a few minutes and ended.
Ordinary militant organizations, faced with such successive defeats, will definitely give up the attack and will no longer stubbornly chew hard bones.
Unfortunately...
These cultists are very determined!
According to Long Zhan's conservative estimate, at least 40 cultists have died since he and Dennis joined the battle, not counting the injured.
Such a huge loss is very difficult for any organization to accept.
Most people will give up because of this!
However, the cultists have no intention of leaving. It seems that this has become a matter of principle, an obsession engraved in their bones.
No matter what method is used tonight, Long Zhan and the others will be killed.
So what methods will they use?
The cultists have tried attacking with fire and smoke, sneak attacks from east to west, bombing with grenades, and invading from all angles, etc., but all have failed to achieve any results.
Any attempt to cross balconies and rooftops would result in their failure.
The two passages opened in the wall on the fifth floor had no effect at all, and the ending was even more tragic than the previous strategy.
And if you play the same trick again, you will only get the same ending.
Because Long Zhan and the other two were already ready.
In addition to these methods that have been used, what other methods can the cultists use?
Send a sniper to kill?
Useless!
Long Zhan and the three of them are very cautious and almost never appear at any window. It will be useless if you get 10 snipers to take aim outside.
…
The cultists were frustrated after their attack failed. They didn't know what plot they were thinking of.
Long Zhan had been fighting for several hours. Although he was not very tired physically, he was a little tired mentally. He sat down on the ground to rest for the first time.
"Drink?"
Eugene was even more tired. He sat across from Long Zhan, took out the brandy that Long Zhan gave him, raised it in the air and said, "How about we drink some together?"
Drinking before the fight is over sounds like a lot of nonsense.
But in this kind of high-intensity fierce battle, having one or two sips after fighting for a period of time is indeed beneficial to the battle.
Just like that stimulant, it can make you mentally better.
The premise is not to drink too much.
If you drink a bottle and end up drunk, it will have the opposite effect.
"sure."
Long Zhan readily accepted Eugene's suggestion, reached over to take the brandy, easily twisted off the cap, and prepared to hold the bottle in the air to drink.
In this environment without a quilt, it is more refreshing to take turns drinking from the bottle.
"Hiss~sizz~sizz..."
Just as Long Zhan was about to lift the bottle, he suddenly heard a piece of electric white noise.
I followed the sound carefully and found that the radio on the Eugene iifs had "resurrected".
Eugene was very excited. He stood up quickly and walked into the apartment next door in three steps. He avoided Long Zhan and started communicating with the person on the radio.
Although they have been fighting together for so long, Long Zhan is not a member of usec after all, and radio communication is a secret and should be avoided.
Long Zhan understood and had no intention of eavesdropping.
"There's still half an hour! We only have to stay here for another half hour, haha."
Within half a minute of entering, Eugene ran out of the apartment excitedly.
In the past, reinforcements would not arrive until dawn, but now they can arrive in only half an hour, which is a full three or four hours shortened.
This is indeed a very exciting thing for people who are in trouble.
"Really?"
Long Zhan was also very happy, but not excited, and the tone of his questions was dull.
Everyone who was blocked on Level 5 was likely to die in the next few minutes. Half an hour was actually a long time.
But Long Zhan didn't have any choice, so he could only choose to trust usec's support.
This is the only way!
"Of course it's true. They have already set off. On their way here, there will be no mistakes this time." Eugene said confidently.
"That's really nice."
Long Zhan raised his eyebrows and suggested with a smile: "You should tell your comrades that their injuries have been delayed for so long and they are not optimistic. This news should encourage them."
"You're right, haha, I'll go right away."
Eugene felt that what Long Zhan said was very reasonable, nodded and strode into the utility room where the wounded were placed.
A few minutes after Eugene left, Dennis, who was guarding the stairs, ran over.
"There seems to be something going on down there?"
"Let's go over and have a look."
Long Zhan believed in Dennis Laoliu's acumen, so he got up from the ground and hurried to the stairwell, listening intently downstairs.
Crackling, tinkling, rustling...
There were a lot of mixed and chaotic sounds, and it was impossible to tell whether there were people walking around, animals crawling, or cultists deploying new offensives.
It's impossible to tell the difference!
The only thing that could be distinguished was that the sound was getting louder and louder. It should be coming from the first floor and approaching the fifth floor.
No enemy had been seen yet, no smoking gun barrel appeared at the door, no attacker outside the window.
Dragon War can only stop with stillness.
Commonly known as "waiting".
Anyway, on the stairs from the 3rd floor to the 4th floor, plus the stairwell from the 4th floor to the 5th floor, Long Zhan has laid out a total of 5 booby traps, so the defense is considered full.
If the cultists dare to rush in rashly, they will be rewarded.
Just waited like this for several minutes...
"Hey!"
Long Zhan suddenly heard an English greeting. He didn't understand where the sound came from for a while. He thought it was Eugene greeting him.
Turning his head to look in the direction of Eugene, he didn't see Oxford coming out of the utility room, and then he realized that someone was coming from below.
Just then the second call came from below.
"Hey, you Americans upstairs, did anyone hear you?"
"What do you want to do?"
Long Zhan must have been the cultist who was shouting, but he didn't know the purpose of the cultist's actions, so he could only reply to him in a nonchalant manner.
"We want to talk," the man downstairs said.
"Say it, I'm listening."
"What kind of conversation is this? I have to meet you and talk face to face." said the cultist downstairs.
"In-person interviews are fine, but your person in charge must come out, and he must be alone. No guns are allowed, so that you can see me." Long Zhanti requested.
"Then you have to go down to the first floor. I'll come here." The person downstairs also made a request.
"Fuck you, you came to see me, not me begging you to meet. You have to figure out your identity." Long Zhan raised his tone.
