The film starts with the Navy SEALs

So he chose to move forward steadily and cautiously, his eyes vigilantly observing his surroundings, the gun in his hand ready to fire again at any time.

Sure enough, experience saved his life again. Fortunately, Stonebridge did not rush to chase, because behind a small house less than 30 meters ahead, there was a terrorist in yellow clothes hiding. If Stonebridge chased the fleeing person, he would definitely enter the shooting range of this "old bastard", and the consequences would be disastrous. At this moment, the terrorist in yellow clothes was hiding behind the house, his eyes fixed on Stonebridge's direction, and the light machine gun in his hand was ready to fire at any time.

Now Stonebridge was holding his gun and moving forward steadily, which in turn made the terrorist hiding behind him lose the advantage. The terrorist knew that hiding like this was not a solution, so he had to bite the bullet and rush out to fight Stonebridge.

"Da da da da da..." The terrorist rushed out with a light machine gun, firing like crazy, and the firepower was extremely fierce. The dense bullets poured down on Stonebridge like a storm. Stonebridge didn't expect someone to suddenly appear on the right, so he quickly dodged and hid behind the scrap car next to him. He quickly bent down and squatted on the ground to reduce his hit area as much as possible. The body of the scrap car was hit with a "bang bang" sound, and the bullets left bullet holes on the body of the car.

Stonebridge quickly adjusted his status after the abandoned car and called again on the radio: "Headquarters, please answer if you hear me."

This time, there was finally a response.

"Communication abnormality, please repeat."

"B1, report the situation immediately." A vague voice with a distinct electric sound came from the other side of the radio. Fortunately, the words were still audible, and Stonebridge could tell it was Colonel Coltrane.

"I am defending the Schwarzer estate. We are outnumbered. I need support." Stonebridge reported loudly, calling for help with a hint of anxiety and fatigue in his voice. At the same time, he took the time to shoot at the enemy, suppressing their attack speed and buying himself more time.

"Stay where you are, we'll be there soon," Colonel Coltrane said on the intercom.

"If we wait any longer, he will run away." Stonebeach said anxiously. He knew that Zaev might be not far away. Time was running out and every second was crucial. If Zaev was not caught as soon as possible, he would probably escape again and bring greater disaster to the city.

"B1, we're still on the way and will be there in five minutes. You have to wait for us." Colonel Coltrane ordered, his voice firm and powerful, with an unquestionable majesty.

"I have to catch up." Stonebridge disobeyed the order again. He took advantage of the moment when the other party had run out of bullets and was changing magazines, and suddenly appeared and fired three precise bursts of shots.

"Pah, pah, pah." The terrorist in yellow clothes who rushed over was knocked to the ground, and the light machine gun in his hand fell to the side. The fact that he could hold the machine gun and rush forward to shoot showed that this terrorist did have some skills. At least his physique was outstanding among this group of people. His body fell to the ground, and blood continued to flow out of his body, staining the surrounding ground red.

Stonebridge successfully killed the enemy and continued to advance towards the gate.

"Pah pah pah pah..." The gunshots rang out again, this time from the left. Stonebridge was really lucky. Perhaps the opponent's shooting skills were too poor. The novice fired a volley of bullets, but he just missed Stonebridge. The bullets whizzed past him, raising a cloud of dust. He dodged and looked in the direction of the shooting, and found that the shooting location was at the fourth-floor window of the middle building. There was a distance of more than 100 meters between the two sides. Stonebridge fired a few shots with his rifle, but found that the angle of the opponent's window was too tricky, so he couldn't hit the opponent at all.

Stonebridge simply threw the gun behind him and hung it on his shoulder with the sling. He rushed over and picked up the light machine gun that the yellow-clothed terrorist had dropped on the ground after his death, and quickly loaded the unloaded magazine. He pulled the bolt to load the bullet in one go, then raised the gun and fired fiercely towards the window.

"Da da da da da da..." The powerful continuous fire suppression capability of the light machine gun was instantly demonstrated, which was much stronger than that of the rifle. Dozens of bullets poured towards the window like a storm, and the window opposite was instantly smashed to pieces, with glass fragments flying everywhere. The enemy hiding behind the window also stopped moving, perhaps having been hit by dense bullets and fell in a pool of blood.

Stonebridge threw away the light machine gun that had no bullets, replaced it with an assault rifle, and continued to move forward carefully to suppress the enemy.

"Pah, pah, pah..." Someone suddenly appeared from the weeds in front of the right and started shooting. Stonebridge reacted quickly and hid behind an obstacle in two steps. He used his ability to identify the location by sound and carefully determined the location of the other party's shooting. He appeared from another direction and killed the other party with a few shots. The enemy screamed and fell into the weeds, and his blood dyed the surrounding weeds red.

Then, he continued to walk forward along the square. The whole process was like playing a tense and exciting Contra game. Enemies would suddenly appear from all kinds of strange corners and shoot wildly at Stonebridge. However, for various strange reasons, no one could hit Stonebridge. Stonebridge seemed to be on a roll, moving freely in the hail of bullets. With his courage, wisdom and superb marksmanship, he killed all the enemies along the way and finally arrived at the gate of the building.

He passed through the gate blocked by the rusty iron door, which made a creaking sound, as if telling the vicissitudes of time. Finally, he entered the middle building. At this moment, the building was filled with an old and decayed smell, a mixture of dust, rust and rotten wood. Dim light shone through the broken windows, forming beams of light, with dust flying in the beams, as if telling him the story of the past here. And Stonebeach knew that the real challenge might have just begun. Zaev might be in a corner of this building, waiting for his arrival. He took a deep breath, clenched the gun in his hand, and walked into the building with firm steps...

Stonebridge stepped into the building filled with a strange atmosphere, and his pursuit and vigilance for Zaev were like a taut bowstring. Although Zaev's whereabouts were like a phantom in the fog, the bullets fired from the building just now were like warning signals in the dark, making him sure that the key to solving the mystery was hidden here. He quickly scanned the hall in the middle, his eyes as sharp as a hawk, not missing any corner where people might hide. In the hall, dust was flying wantonly in the light shining through the broken windows, and the shabby tables and chairs were tilted from side to side, as if silently telling of the chaos in the past. After a brief observation, Stonebridge, relying on his keen intuition and rich experience, determined that the enemy was most likely hiding upstairs, so he ran towards the stairs without thinking.

At this moment, he was in a standard and professional CQB (close quarters combat) posture, with muscles as tight as steel and every nerve on high alert like an alarm that was about to be triggered. He slowly went up the stairs, his steps were light and cautious, and he took every step carefully, trying not to make any sound, for fear of alerting the enemy hiding in the dark. Just as he stepped onto the stairs, a dark shadow rushed down like a ghost. Judging from the opponent's eagerness, it seemed that he was trying to rush straight to the door from the upstairs and attack Stonebridge from the front and back, but he didn't expect to meet Stonebridge in this narrow corridor.

"Pah, pah, pah." Stonebridge's reaction was as agile as a cheetah. Almost at the moment when the enemy appeared, he pulled the trigger without hesitation, and three consecutive gunshots echoed in the corridor. The bullets shot at the enemy as accurately as a meteor chasing the moon, instantly penetrating the enemy's body, ending this short and fierce encounter. However, after years of fighting in the cruel battlefield, Stonebridge knew the importance of caution. Out of his usual caution, he habitually shot the enemy in the head. The second shot, a habit honed on the edge of life and death, ensured that the enemy completely lost the ability to resist and eliminated any potential danger.

After dealing with this enemy, Stonebeach continued up the stairs to the second floor of the building. He was not sure whether Zaev was hiding on this floor, but in order not to miss any possible clues, he decided to conduct a comprehensive and detailed investigation of the second floor.

But as soon as I stepped out of the stairwell door, my previous good luck, as if it was from God, suddenly came to an end.

"Pah, pah, pah..." An enemy had been quietly guarding outside the corridor. When he saw Stonebridge appear, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he shot at him without saying a word. Stonebridge stepped out rashly and was unable to dodge, and was shot twice in an instant. Fortunately, the bullet in the chest was blocked by the sturdy bulletproof vest on his body, but the bullet in the arm was like a sharp blade, causing a direct penetration injury.

"Ah~" Stonebridge couldn't help but let out two screams, his body twisted uncontrollably due to the severe pain, and he fell heavily back into the stairwell. The piercing pain came like a surging tide, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

The enemy who was shooting outside mistakenly thought that he had successfully killed Stonebridge, and with a smug and ferocious smile on his face, he swaggered forward quickly, ready to confirm the "result". However, he never dreamed that he was stepping into a death trap step by step.

Stonebridge was lying down, enduring the pain. Suddenly, a head popped up from the ground, with a pistol tightly grasped in his hand and determination in his eyes.

"Pah, pah, pah." He pulled the trigger quickly and accurately, firing three shots in succession. The first shot was like a deadly arrow, accurately hitting the terrorist's abdomen. The powerful impact made the terrorist's body suddenly soften and he was knocked to the ground. The second shot hit the terrorist's chest again while he was falling to the ground, and blood instantly stained his clothes red. The last shot was shot in the head of the terrorist after he fell heavily to the ground. Stonebridge shot him without hesitation.

"Ah~" With the desperate scream of the terrorist, Stonebridge successfully shot him dead. But at this time, he had to curl up in the stairwell because of the pain. The pain in his body was like a sharp blade, cutting his will wantonly. Although the bullet that hit his abdomen was blocked by the bulletproof vest, the intense pain caused by the bullet hitting the bulletproof vest was still like a heavy hammer hitting his chest, almost suffocating him. Coupled with the burning wound on his arm, the blood kept pouring out, which greatly reduced his fighting ability and made his movements slow and difficult.

"B1, we haven't arrived yet. It will take some time. You'd better not engage in a firefight with the enemy." Colonel Kechuan's familiar and anxious voice came from the headset again, with a hint of worry and concern.

"You know me, a few soldiers can be easily killed." Although Stonebridge was seriously injured, he did not want to make Colonel Coltrane worry, so he pretended to be calm and put on a brave face, trying to make his voice sound relaxed, as if the enemy in front of him was nothing but a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

"Hold on, we'll be there in five minutes." Colonel Coltrane replied firmly, trying to convey confidence and strength to Stonebridge.

"Boss, two minutes ago you said you would arrive in five minutes. Did your car run out of gas? I'm curious, is it you or Long who's driving?" Stonebridge did not forget to use teasing to relieve the pressure in his heart at this extremely tense moment. After saying that, he endured the pain, tore open the sleeve of his clothes with difficulty, and carefully checked the wound. When he saw that it was only a penetrating wound and no injuries to the bones, Stonebridge secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but he knew in his heart that this injury would still bring many inconveniences to his next actions.

"The car still has gas. I'm driving. We'll be there in five minutes." Colonel Coltrane emphasized again, trying to make Stonebridge rest assured and wait for support.

"If you were driving, we would never get there. I have to take care of this matter." Stonebridge complained about Colonel Coltrane's driving skills in a subtle and humorous way, then he resolutely grasped the pistol and continued to search the second floor.

Because of the injury to one hand, his movements were greatly restricted, and it became extremely difficult to hold a rifle with one hand for close-range combat that required quick response. In comparison, although the power of a pistol is far less than that of a rifle, it can be flexibly operated with one hand, which is the most suitable weapon choice for Stonebridge at this time.

"Stonbridge, don't act rashly, this is your life..." Colonel Coltrane's voice was filled with obvious anger, and he was extremely annoyed by Stonebridge's disobedience of orders. But before he could finish his words, the communication was ruthlessly interrupted again, leaving only a panicking electric sound.

"Boss?" Stonebridge only heard half of it and asked instinctively, but he got no response. He didn't have time to ask further about the situation. Suddenly, a woman in red clothes appeared at the stairs. This sudden situation scared Stonebridge so much that he immediately raised his gun and aimed at the woman, his finger tightly on the trigger. (End of this chapter)