Luke quickened his pace and rushed towards the stairs not far away.
"The enemies are mainly near the three entrances at six, nine, and twelve o'clock, and are gradually approaching the room where Martin and Roger are. There are about thirty people outside." Selina continued to report the enemy's movements in real time.
"Where are the enemies distributed on the second floor?" he said.
Selina: "There's no one on your side, but there are a lot of enemies gathered at six, nine, and twelve."
Luke used a small mirror to scan the situation outside the corner of the second floor.
The main building of Dito's manor is very interesting.
It is a circular structure with a garden, swimming pool and lawn in the middle, and the building surrounds this area for entertainment and leisure.
There is a staircase at each of the 3, 6, 9 and 2 o'clock directions in the main building, and there are circular corridors on the internal floors. This is why Martin and Roger were surrounded and forced into a corner so quickly.
Only a corner can prevent them from being attacked from both sides, but it also leaves them with no way to retreat.
Luke adjusted his breathing slightly, and the special P226 with a silencer in his hand, a black gun, poked out a little from the corner.
Ta-ta! Ta-ta! Ta-ta! Ta-ta!
20! 20! 20! 20!
As he fired the gun, Luke subconsciously added the sound to his mind.
There will probably be a lot of NPC experience monsters to kill tonight, so he feels it is necessary to motivate himself by leveling up in online games, otherwise it will take a long time to kill them!
More than thirty meters away, at the staircase at the ten o'clock direction, the four bodyguards who were shooting into the room fell down one by one.
At the same time, Luke stepped back and used the small mirror to observe the movements on three sides again.
No one noticed this. No one cared about the four unlucky guys who fell to the ground. The other bodyguards immediately filled their places.
What a mob! Luke curled his lips and moved his gun away again.
Ta-ta! Ta-ta! Ta-ta! Ta-ta!
Just as he took over, he opened fire at the door and killed four more bodyguards.
20! 20! 20! 20!
This time, Luke was not in a hurry to withdraw. He calmly revealed half of his face and one eye, and looked at the reactions on all three sides.
Well! It seems that there are too many people, and eight deaths don't matter. He was speechless.
Eight people fell so quickly, and no one thought to check the surroundings.
Dito’s bodyguards are truly “elite”!
Ta-ta! Ta-ta! Ta-ta! Ta-ta!
20! 20! 20! 20!
The four of them fell to the ground again, and finally caused a small commotion.
The bodyguards outside the door hesitated and did not dare to approach the door immediately.
In less than two minutes, the door was filled with corpses. The two guys in the room must be cheating!
This time, Luke was in a difficult situation.
If someone falls down away from the door, even the pigs will know that it was not Martin and the others in the room who did it.
He rolled his eyes, lowered the muzzle of the gun, aimed at the two bodyguards left on the first floor at Six O'Clock, and pulled the trigger.
Tick! Tick! 20! 20!
Two people were shot in the head.
One of the bodyguards left at the twelve o'clock staircase opposite seemed to have noticed something unusual and looked over there in confusion.
Tick! Tick! 20! 20!
He and his companions followed in the footsteps of the bodyguard on the opposite side.
Well, how many experience monsters have I killed? Forget it, don't remember this boring number! This unreliable thought flashed through Luke's mind, and he threw it away in a second.
At this moment, something suddenly rolled out of the room where Martin Roger was.
Two of the bodyguards who were approaching again from outside the house shouted in surprise: "Grenade!"
With a roar, all the people near the door ran for cover, such as hiding behind their companions in front of them and holding their companions' bodies tightly.
Martin came prepared, and most of the grenades he threw were fragmentation grenades.
As a retired elite Marine, he was very accurate in throwing grenades and could knock down several people each time.
These bodyguards all suffered psychological trauma from Martin's grenade, which was why they had been unable to break into the room for such a long time.
Just now, seven or eight people rushed in, but they were all killed by Martin's grenade.
Luke was ready when the two men shouted about grenades.
boom!
Ta-ta! Ta-ta! Ta-ta! Ta-ta!
As the explosion sounded, he stared at a group of people hiding behind a hapless bodyguard and attacked them violently.
There was smoke and screams on the other side, and no one noticed the five people dying in a row.
Luke continued to scream at the bodyguard beside him... and the man behind him continued to shoot.
Those screaming were the unlucky ones who were half-destroyed by the shrapnel. It would be better to let them live and create a chaotic atmosphere.
Click! Click!
Click! Click!
Over there, four more guys who had managed to escape the disaster collapsed.
Including the few people who screamed in agony after being blasted by Martin's grenade, the bodyguards lost more than a dozen people at once. The area near the door had become a morgue, with a large number of people lying in all directions, crouching and crawling.
This brutal scene made the bodyguards, who were originally full of energy, decisively wilted.
Who the hell can stand this? There are less than a hundred of them, and it won't take them half an hour to die like this.
"Luke, the bodyguard outside the building brought an RPG over." Selina's voice rang out, announcing some not-so-good news.
Luke: ...Is this a tit-for-tat
While thinking about this, he quickly changed the magazine of the P226 in his hand.
Martin is no idiot.
The bodyguards outside the door suffered heavy casualties, and the bodyguards outside the building were holding RPGs and fleeing over there. It was a very simple multiple-choice question.
Sure enough, another grenade suddenly flew out from the door on the opposite corner.
Upon seeing the general shape of the grenade, Luke decisively retreated to the corner.
There was a bang, and at the same time a bright light flashed across the courtyard.
Several screams were heard, followed by panicked cries: "Eyes, my eyes!"
The flash bomb, commonly known as "blinding dog eyes", is so useful.
After the flash, Luke moved out of the corner again and raised the p226 in his hand.
The figures of Martin and Roger rushed out of the room.
Martin bent slightly, moved the muzzle of the M4A1 in his hand quickly and slightly, and cleared out the bodyguards on the left side of the door with a bang.
Roger was behind him, firing continuously with his pistol, forcing several bodyguards on the right side of the door to hide behind their cover, not daring to show their heads.
Luke took action at the right time.
Click! Click!
Click! Click!
Several bodyguards immediately fell down on the right side where Roger was in charge.
Seeing Roger looking a little puzzled, Luke smiled secretly in his heart, but his hands kept moving.
Click! Click!
Click! Click!
Click! Click!
He knocked down the six bodyguards on his right one by one, from near to far.
Martin's marksmanship and weapons were very good, and there were almost no enemies left before the muzzle of the gun.
Roger couldn't do that.
After all, he is just a detective, not a SWAT officer, let alone a member of the special forces.
After one magazine was used up, Roger didn't hit a single enemy.
But with Luke's cooperation, Roger found that he seemed to be able to knock down one or two enemies every time he fired, and he was in a very brave state.
"Haha, who said my shooting skills are bad!" He couldn't help but mutter.