Chapter 91 Sad

The S.W.A.T. team plans to divide into two teams, A and B. Team A is responsible for raiding the building and arresting the target, while team B is responsible for guarding the outside of the building to prevent the target from escaping.

At the beginning, Team A sneaked into the apartment building very smoothly, intending to use the three S.A.S. principles of CQB (Indoor Close Quarter Combat) to quickly cut off the communication connections inside and outside the building, clean up the rooms floor by floor, and wipe out all gangsters.

Unexpectedly, Tamar Riadi had already received the news and made preparations in advance.

Through the hidden monitoring and broadcasting system in the building, he commanded his militants to attack the special operations team in the dark corridor.

These gangsters have received military assistance from the rebel forces. Not only are they well-equipped with weapons, but they have also received basic military training.

In a narrow terrain, with a rifle, machine gun or even a grenade launcher, bombard the special operations team indiscriminately,

Team A was directly beaten to death and half of them were maimed, and the rest could only drag the wounded back.

Team B rushed into the building for support, and was ambushed at the stairs on the first floor, causing heavy casualties. They retreated and called snipers for support.

The snipers on both sides fell into a confrontation, and Tamar Riadi dispatched his men to clean up the special forces scattered throughout the building.

What Li Ang played was a member of S.W.A.T. named John Patrick (John Patrick). After his teammates dispersed, he panicked and hid in a certain room in the building.

"Well, more than 70% of the teammates were killed and injured, and the communication within the team was interrupted. As an ordinary person, he was trapped in a tight siege and had no backup. He had to eliminate 100 heavily armed gangsters and kill the gang leader at the same time..."

Li Ang complained expressionlessly: "Are you sure this isn't making the player commit suicide?"

The only good news is that Team B had cut off the power supply system of the building before being broken up.

Now Tamar Riadi can no longer use the monitoring system, and can only communicate with his little bosses through a limited number of walkie-talkies.

Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations...what the hell.

Li Ang exhaled, holding the SCAR-H in his right hand, and slowly pressing the door of the closet with his left hand, quietly opened a crack in the door, and looked out.

This house covers an area of ​​not small, about eighty or ninety square meters, but the doors and windows are closed, and the light is very dim.

The ceiling was mold-eaten, an ugly gray-black color,

The light yellow wallpaper that was originally pasted on the wall was peeled off and mottled,

There was mud in the crevices of the tiled floors.

All kinds of sundries are piled up in the corners. The TV sets, refrigerators, tables, chairs and benches are all extremely old, revealing an atmosphere of poverty and desolation.

"Boom boom boom!"

There was a knock on the wooden door of the room, and there was a series of footsteps and shouts of curses outside the door.

"Open the door!"

"Open the door!" a man yelled in Filipino.

No one responded, and after a few breaths, the wooden door was kicked open, and footsteps rushed in.

Five people, adult males, wearing slippers, wearing body armor, thin build, holding a gun, AK47.

Li Ang listened carefully to the movement outside the door, held his breath, leaned his body back against the closet, and quietly took out the silencer pistol at his waist with his left hand, and pressed it against the closet door.

Boom, boom, bang.

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground continued to be heard outside the closet. It seemed that the five people were rummaging through the contents of the house with their guns, searching for any possible hiding places.

Tables, chairs, even a TV stand.

Li Ang listened to the sound of footsteps, combined with the scene inside the house he just glimpsed, and pieced together a crude location map in his mind.

The silencer muzzle of the Kimber automatic pistol was pressed against the closet door and moved slowly. When the five people in the room were closest to each other, Li Ang pulled the trigger.

The 11.43 caliber bullets rotated along the six right-handed rifling lines, and flew out of the muzzle in bursts. With the help of the thick and long black silencer, they only made a slight sound similar to clapping hands.

Da da da.

Three bullets pierced the heads of the three closest to the closet, blood splashing and splashing.

The closet is too narrow to afford a SCAR rifle,

The precision shooting distance of the pistol is actually quite close,

Even Li Ang was not sure that he could accurately shoot the heads of the two people farthest away with his pistol when his shooting posture and vision were quite bad.

In case of shooting on the enemy's body armor, it will not lose its combat effectiveness immediately,

The two gangsters who came back to their senses were able to pick up the AK rifle and shoot the wardrobe.

Accompanied by three gunshots, the bodies of the three people instantly collapsed and fell towards the ground.

The remaining two turned their heads and raised the muzzle of their rifles in a panic.

However, while Li Ang fired three shots with his left hand, he pushed open the closet door with the back of his left hand.

He turned sideways, took advantage of the vacant space between the lightning and flint, quickly aimed, raised the SCAR rifle in his right hand, and shot at the heads of the two men with precision.

Da da.

Huge gunshots resounded through the room, and the 7.62mm bullet lifted the skull, causing an unknown viscous liquid in red and white colors to splash on the wall.

Five enemies fell to the ground almost at the same time,

One of them was still holding the trigger with his stiff fingers. His body fell backwards, but the gun in his hand was still firing automatically.

Leaving bullet marks on the already mottled walls.

Li Ang bowed down, and waited until the unmanned AK rifle completely stopped firing, then stood up and walked out of the closet.

The loud gunshots here must have attracted the attention of the gangsters upstairs and downstairs, and they may rush here at any time.

Must be transferred immediately.

Li Ang was about to walk out of the living room when he heard the faint "click" door opening from the bedroom on the left.

He bowed instantly, tilted his body to the left, and aimed his gun at the bedroom door.

"uh-huh--"

A young Filipino woman with dark skin, humming unconsciously, staggered out of the bedroom door,

She was wearing a poor-quality gray shirt. She was thin and skinny. Her dark red hair was curly and dry, her eyes were sunken, and her dark circles were extremely thick.

The outline of the face is fairly good, but the skin is quite rough, with dark pimples, and all kinds of scars on the hands and feet.

The woman walked out holding on to the wall, and when she saw the corpses all over the floor, she was not panicked or surprised. Instead, she bit her fingers, staggered against the wall, sat down slowly, and smirked slowly at Li Ang.

A strange smell wafted from the bedroom, Li Ang stood up slowly, and glanced inside.

Amidst the smog, several women could be seen lying on the bed in the bedroom, in the same attire, in the same stupid state with dilated pupils. Some people saw Li Ang coming in, waved their hands with a smile, and pulled their clothes slowly.

Tamar Riadi bought the apartment a long time ago, soliciting tenants with extremely cheap rents, using the tenants as meat shields to disrupt official arrests.

Those who live here are either poisonous insects,

Or, it is the penniless and desperately poor-these people have a high possibility of becoming poisonous insects in a subtle way.

Poor, sad.

Li Ang was silent, and put away the gun.