Chapter 593

Castle, maintenance area.

Two grave diggers wearing assault jackets and tactical pants searched forward, one left and one right against the wall.

They must be careful at every step. This is the maintenance area. There is a lot of sand on the ground. They try to keep their tactical boots from making a noise on the floor, which will expose their whereabouts.

"Grove, report the situation."

One of them, with the help of laryngeal shock headphones, quietly called his partner on the channel.

This time, eight of them followed Simon to search Charlotte in the maintenance area of the castle.

After entering the maintenance area, they are divided into four groups. They search in groups of two. If they find the princess and her bodyguard, they will immediately shoot a warning, and the other groups will quickly come closer for reinforcements.

But things didn't seem to go well, because they found that it was terrible quiet here. There was no gunfight since the four teams entered the maintenance area.

This means that no team can find the goal.

Quiet is not a good thing.

In particular, they found that no matter who they called in the channel, fewer and fewer people replied. Until now, they can't call any group of partners other than themselves.

In the maintenance area of the castle, due to repair, many lights have been removed for protection, so that workers can re color the color paintings on the wall, so the lights here seem dim.

Sand——

One of them accidentally stepped on the sand on the ground and made a noise.

The opposite partner suddenly turned his head, raised his index finger and made a "Shh" action on his lips.

Then he pointed to the front corner.

The one who stepped on the sand moved to the left, adjusted his sight and looked in the direction pointed by his partner.

At a glance, I felt that Han Mao had lost.

At the corner, a pair of tactical boots appeared, which looked like someone was lying there.

With guns in their hands, they leaned over carefully.

Sure enough, the people on the ground were members of other groups. One of the grave diggers squatted down, touched the man's neck on the ground, and then looked up and shook his head at his companion.

The meaning is already obvious. People hang up.

Sand——

There was a sudden noise in the passage on the right.

The two men suddenly turned the muzzle of their guns, and a dark figure flashed in their sight and disappeared in front of a door.

Two g36 automatic rifles fired at the same time, and the warheads hit the wall with stone chips flying around.

They covered alternately and walked towards the place where the sound came until they finished shooting the magazine one by one and replaced it with a new one.

When they got to the door, they dared not enter rashly. They made a few gestures of tactical sign language and pulled off the grenade at the same time.

Sting——

The grenade spring that pulled off the safety ring bounced up. The man on the right reached out and pushed open the door. Then two grenades were thrown into the room one after another.

This has the advantage that even if the people inside react quickly enough, it is impossible to kick or throw away two grenades at the same time.

Boom——

Boom——

The air wave directly blew the door full of holes with thick dust, and half of the door collapsed and hung on the door frame.

The power of two grenades in the confined space of the room is more than twice that in the open place.

After the explosion, the two teams burst into the room from left to right and searched for their opponents in the smoke that had not yet dispersed.

This is just a small room, about ten square meters. There is a window on the right. The glass has been broken by impact, and the cold wind blows in from the outside.

No one.

There was no shelter in the room. It was empty. You could see all the corners at a glance. There was nothing except the black blast marks left by the explosion on the ground.

"Fark!"

One of them couldn't help scolding his mother: "are you sure you saw him go in from here?"

"Didn't you see it too?" his accomplice couldn't help asking.

"There is no interior here." the grave digger scanned his eyes around. "Can he do magic!?"

They were startled almost at the same time, quickly looked up and pointed up at the muzzle of the gun.

There is no one in the room. Maybe on the roof, there will be arched domes in many places, and there is a place to hide.

There was no roof, and they were relieved.

"Shit!" one of the grave diggers couldn't help complaining, "are we going to find the boss? Why does he seem to have disappeared?"

Indeed, no matter how they called Simon on the channel, Simon didn't answer, as if he had disappeared.

"Boss, where are you? Our people seem to be dead..."

Still quiet, no response.

Poof——

With a dull gunshot, the guy's voice had not yet fallen to the ground and was paralyzed on the ground like a wet rag.

"Fark!"

Another grave digger has become a hairy cat. The gunfire comes from behind. There is also a wall. I have seen no one just now. Does this person know how to be invisible!?

Even stealth is impossible! Two grenades exploded in a 10 square meter room. Even an African rhinoceros should be killed.

When the muzzle of the gun turned, he saw the window on the wall. A dark figure stretched out half of his body, holding a Glock 17 pistol with a silencer, was aiming at himself.

“shit!”

The sentence floated through his mind, and his fingers were about to press the trigger.

Poop poop poop——

Three shots in a row, all on his neck and face, directly beating people back.

Before the air was cut off, the trigger of the gun was pressed down. The g36 assault rifle crossed a circular arc in his hand, and the flame tongue spewed out from around the flame suppressor. All the dense bullets hit the wall and roof, leaving dozens of bullet holes and a lot of dust.

Finally, his back hit the wall heavily, sat down next to the wall, wiped a large amount of blood on the wall and stopped moving.

Eric skillfully jumped in from the outside, walked to the two bodies, shot each of them, squatted down, searched the ammunition on them, picked up a g36, pushed open the door, walked into the corridor, righted the shaky door and closed it, just like a guest leaving the hotel.

After walking a few steps in the corridor, suddenly, the sound of insurance pulled up came from behind.

Eric closed his eyes and sighed.

Who else can come behind you unconsciously except Simon?

It seems that the eight people who died before were just bait. Simon knew that Eric was not an ordinary assassin. He was one of the twelve disciples of the Holy Cross brotherhood. Both sides knew the strength of their opponents very well.

Simon has been watching secretly, waiting for an opportunity to look for an opportunity.

Now, the opportunity finally came.

"John, how do you want to die?" Simon's voice was as cold as the floating ice on the sea near Castle Island.