Chapter 1727

They are all experts. Don't pretend

You can't pretend to be a cow, and you can't pretend to be a counselor.

When the gunshot sounds continuously at a speed n times higher than the normal value, it is also a very familiar gunshot. Of course, several black demons know what happened. At least in terms of shooting speed and time, each expert can subconsciously know what happened.

When you can see with your eyes and see the results of shooting, everything will show. What kind of equipment? No clothes.

Of course, Gao Yang didn't want to pretend. After scanning for a week, he put down his gun and whispered, "they're sleeping. There's another door leading to other rooms, which is more hidden, so there's no trace at the door."

After glancing around the room with her neck stuck, Tata glanced up and went out again without saying a word.

Five people scattered in an instant, and the room was not cleaned, although it is unlikely that there are people in other places.

Yalebin went in and looked. The ground was covered with moisture-proof mats. Everyone had a sleeping bag and slept on the ground in a very dirty room. However, everyone had a full set of combat equipment around him. The most important thing was that everyone had a gun, loaded bullets, opened the insurance, pulled down the gun machine and could shoot. Only two people grabbed the gun under the high shooting.

The enemy was obviously taking turns to rest and sleep, so after the eight people downstairs were taken at one stroke, the eight people upstairs were still sleeping.

For Gao Yang, the danger of raiding eight unprepared enemies is almost zero, but the difficulty is really big, very big and boundless.

No matter who it is, it's not so fast to shoot eight bottles in front of him with a pistol, but if you shoot eight people high, you must also shoot to ensure the fatal position, and you can't leave the time for the enemy to pull the gun and start shooting.

Yalebin nodded to Gao Yang, raised a thumb, and then said with approval on his face: "very strong!"

But after saying a strong word of approval, yalebin immediately turned away and waited for him to come outside with his own pistol. The remaining rooms had been searched, and two black demons came out.

Yalebin said with a gloomy face, "the result of your investigation is that there are only about ten people here, but there are eight more."

A black devil said seriously, "we can't investigate on the spot. The result of asking from the surrounding people is that several people left yesterday and didn't come back. We didn't make a mistake. We have considered that the people who left yesterday have returned late at night, but we didn't expect them to be in that room."

After thinking for a moment, yalebin nodded and said, "a little accident is neither negligence nor mistake. Who makes us short of time? Well, continue to seize the time."

After that, yalebin turned and began to walk downstairs. Gao Yang wiped his mouth with his hand holding the gun, and then tried to keep up with yalebin. When the old man talking to yalebin suddenly said, "Lebedev."

Lebedev held out his hand and was stunned. Then he inserted the pistol in his right hand back into the holster. Then he reached out to hold Lebedev's hand and whispered, "Gao Yang, you can call me ram."

Lebedev nodded solemnly, shook his high hand, released his hand, and then turned and walked downstairs.

At this time, another person standing beside also stretched out his hand, and then said seriously: "Vasili, Vasili chabayev, black devil."

Gao Yang stretched out his hand, held it with the youngest looking black devil, and said in a deep voice, "Gao Yang, Satan, Satan's head."

Vassily smiled, nodded, released his hand and went downstairs.

Another black devil who had finished the search came out. The old man who liked to stab people with a pencil came over and said with a deep hatred and a sad face: "grevatov, now I'm a farmer."

When shaking hands with grevatov, Gao Yang smiled and said, "Gao Yang, I've always been a mercenary."

Grevatov nodded, gave the pistol back to tarta, who was standing with white eyes, patted tarta on the shoulder, bowed his head and went downstairs without saying a word.

The well-dressed old man who always looked very stylish came to Gao Yang, smiled, stretched out his hand, patted Gao Yang on his shoulder, held Gao Yang's hand, shook it all the time and said with a smile: "young man, my name is roztowski. I'm glad to know you again."

After releasing his hand and patting Gao Yang's shoulder again, rostowski looked at Tata, laughed and walked down the stairs quickly.

Tata, who always smelled of wine and lent his gun to Gao Yang, looked up and down at Gao Yang, suddenly reached into his pocket, touched something, and threw it at Gao Yang.

Gao Yang quickly reached out to catch it and found that it was a magazine full of bullets.

"Tata."

After reporting his name faintly and coldly, Tata didn't shake hands with Gao Yang like others, but turned and left. However, after he went down two steps, he suddenly stopped, turned his head to Gao Yang and said, "for a young man, your shooting is good."

After that, Tata went on, Gao Yang was stunned, then quickly replaced the magazine, took two steps, caught up with Tata, and whispered, "my name is Gao Yang..."

"I already know. You just repeated it several times. I don't like talking nonsense and people who talk nonsense."

Gao Yang immediately said, "no, I don't want to introduce myself. I have a question for you."

"Then ask."

"I know a man named hammer. He is also your black devil. Now he is in Germany. Well, I find you always like to use a hammer to open the way. I'm really curious. You also like to use a hammer. Are you familiar with Mr. hammer? Because you have the same hobbies."

Tata stopped, raised the hammer in his right hand and said seriously, "I use the hammer just because the hammer head is easy to use, convenient and easy to obtain, but it doesn't mean I like the hammer."

After that, Tata pulled out the pistol at his waist with his left hand, and then said seriously, "gun is my best and favorite weapon. Hammer is my tool, gun is my favorite, everything about me, understand?"

Gao Yang nodded and said, "I see!"

Tata nodded, put the pistol back to his waist, stuffed the hammer into his sleeve, and then he shouted, "the reason why the hammer is called the hammer is because he likes the hammer, and I, people who know me, usually call me the king of guns."

After that, Tata shook her head, stared, raised her eyebrows, and said in a loud voice, "understand?"

Gao Yang nodded and said, "I see."