Taxes are only within machine gun range!

Chapter 14 Making a feint to the east and attacking in the west
Milton opened the door, glanced around to make sure no one was coming this way, and then carefully retraced his steps.

Throughout the entire process, he stayed close to the cover, making as little noise as possible.

Tick-tock... Splash...

The slight dripping and flowing water masked his already light footsteps.

At that moment, Milton even had the illusion that countless eyes were staring at him in the darkness!
Even the slightest unexpected noise can immediately make one tense up, causing their heart to race uncontrollably.

After moving to the entrance, leaving the sewers via the stairs, and seeing the earth shrouded in night, Milton finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

They encountered no accidents along the way; there were no patrols or sentries.

"If my opponent were a SEAL... no, just any trained, somewhat vigilant enemy, with a few patrols, I would be completely finished."

Milton glanced at the storeroom as he left, but he didn't go to untie Sean.

Loosening the restrictions takes time, explaining takes time, and what Milton lacks most is time!

Putting everything else aside, Leah is still inside.

Two and a half minutes later, Milton arrived at the pickup truck and quickly put on all his gear and took all his props!
The heavy body armor was very heavy, and the tactical helmet made my neck very uncomfortable... Not only was I exhausted, but I also had no supplies.

But as Milton put on his helmet and loaded his magazine, an unprecedented sense of security returned to him.

Milton squeezed the scope hard and sneered, "You've been chasing me for so long, haven't you had enough? Now it's my turn to chase you..."

It's time to show these third-world insects what information suppression and firepower suppression really mean!
Even though Milton had figured out their numbers, weapons, equipment, and approximate location, and had even taken down one of them, the enemy still knew nothing about Milton!

Soon, Milton returned to the sewers.

But this time, he no longer needed to deliberately conceal his footsteps—with such a heavy load, he couldn't hide the sound of his footsteps anyway.

Milton jogged to the door of Lydia's room and learned about the general layout of the pharmacy.

This area has two floors. They are currently on the first basement level, while the assassins are on the second basement level. The only passage connecting the two floors is a narrow stairwell.

There are three rooms at the end of the stairwell: a pharmacy and two bedrooms.

The pharmacy and guest rooms have a simple layout, just a simple rectangle. Only the master bedroom is more complex, being a three-room suite with a study, walk-in closet, and bathroom.

In indoor combat, this type of room is indeed quite troublesome... because simple rooms can be rendered ineffective by simply planting grenades and flashbangs, eliminating the need for highly dangerous dynamic assaults.

Enemies in complex building layouts can retreat to the study after seeing a grenade enter, and then choose to come out again to take a superior firing position or retreat to the study to form a defensive formation after the explosion, depending on the situation.

The walls of the sewer room are made of thick reinforced concrete, making it difficult to penetrate directly.

"Wait here." Milton showed no fear, picked up his gun, and walked towards the stairwell. "Don't come out until the battle is over."

Lia, fighting back tears, pleaded, "Prosecutor, please save my father..."

"……I try my best."

Milton soon arrived at the stairwell and planned to clean it using standard procedures.

Just then, a loud footstep came from below the stairwell, accompanied by a very dissatisfied voice: "Are you done yet? You usually finish in five minutes, right? It's our turn..."

A burly figure swaggered up to Milton's face!
The assassin froze on the spot, completely bewildered.

Boom boom boom!
Milton pulled the trigger without hesitation, firing a burst of shots from his simple but reliable Type 56 assault rifle. The unprepared assassin was immediately hit and fell to the ground.

Boom boom boom!
The AK-47 never disappoints, even its replicas.

Milton quickly finished off the fallen body with one shot to the head and two to the chest. He immediately took a step forward, using a small outward arc to scout the stairwell, and then moved slowly down the wall—this position would prevent him from being hit by fire from below, allowing him to simply hold the line in front of him.

The loud noise of the automatic rifle firing was immediately noticed by the other assassins downstairs.

Milton vaguely heard a hitman downstairs shouting up, "Damn? Who's up there?! Chris, are you alright?!"

"Boss, what do we do? Charge in?"

"Charge! Take him down!"

Da da da……

Milton listened to the panicked voices and footsteps of the other party and roughly judged their position and formation.

Judging from the sound, the other side had four more people, lined up in a long, serpentine formation... The assassins didn't intend to make a dynamic intrusion, and were either unaware of the death funnel, the safe angle, or the danger angle.

Are they planning to just barge in from the front and open fire?
If he stands there at the door, he can hit anyone with a single shot!
Suddenly, the stairwell door opened, and an assassin burst out with his right hand, holding a TEC-9 rifle in his left hand and aiming it at the stairs. He then pulled the trigger!

At the same time, Milton also pulled the trigger.

Boom boom!

Two gunshots rang out almost simultaneously! But the assassin only had a general idea of ​​Milton's direction, while Milton easily blocked his inevitable path. This difference in information was enough to determine life or death.

The TEC-9 pistol bullets merely grazed Milton's bulletproof helmet, while Milton's rifle bullets struck the assassin's torso with pinpoint accuracy!

Another assassin has fallen!
BOOM BOOM BOOM...

After taking down the assassin, Milton did not release the trigger. He continued to fire at the entrance to the stairwell downstairs, keeping the remaining three assassins pinned down outside the door.

The three assassins did not retreat; it seemed they planned to wait until Milton emptied his magazine before rushing in while he was reloading.

It seems they intend to take advantage of their numerical superiority.

However, Milton's suppressive fire was merely to cover up the sound of the grenade being pulled and hitting the ground!

Milton is prepared to try and blow them up!

The powerful firepower finally subsided after three seconds.

The assassins, enduring a slight ringing in their ears, were about to rush out when they saw a strange object being thrown down.

Milton had just switched to holding the gun in his left hand, took the MK3A2 grenade from his tactical vest, and threw it into the corridor.

The battlefield, which had just been filled with the sound of gunfire, fell silent for a moment.

"This……"

"Fuck him, a grenade! He has a grenade! Run! Get to the room! Get to the big room!"

boom! ! !
In the moments before the explosion, the three surviving assassins scrambled into the room. Fortunately, the terrain was relatively open, and the blast radius of the offensive grenade was small, which prevented them from being killed again.

But by this time, all three assassins were also wounded.

They only breathed a sigh of relief after retreating into the room and quickly occupying the dead corners on both sides of the door and wall.

At this point, as their excitement and anger subsided, the assassins realized a terrifying fact... in just a few dozen seconds of firefight, half of their men had been killed!

The other party was only one person!

Throughout the entire series, despite having superior firepower, numbers, and weaponry, they were the ones being suppressed!
The assassin leader was somewhat shrewd; he finally decided not to take the offensive role in such complex terrain.

“We’ll stay in the room. If he dares to come in, he’ll be facing three lines of gunfire! He’ll have to face the two lines of gunfire in the blind spot at the same time, no matter what!”

"But boss... he seems to have a bulletproof vest!"

"What's there to be afraid of! How many parts can a bulletproof vest protect? If we fire together, with so many bullets spraying across the field, how could we miss his hands, his legs, or the gaps in his armor plates?"

"Fight him!"

"But who is he? Why did he hit us?"

"..."

While the assassin was making his hasty retreat, Milton had already cleared the entrance and corridor of the basement level.

Just to be on the safe side, he also used a stun grenade.

The noise-canceling headphones proved incredibly effective at this point—significantly reducing the explosion without completely blocking out external sounds, thus preventing Milton from becoming deaf and hindering his ability to acquire information.

Milton glanced down the corridor but found no body.

This means that the grenade didn't kill the assassins, but that's okay; at least it forced them into the next cover.

Once he confirmed that the area was safe, Milton arrived at the door of the room where the assassins were hiding.

"As expected, they chose the largest room, the one that's easiest to defend and hardest to attack..."

Milton stared at the closed door and stood against the wall in the weaker position... Perhaps at this moment, he and his enemy were only separated by a wall!
What to fight next?
No matter what, you'll face three gun lines, one of which will inevitably be from behind.

Although the open door would block the view of this gun line from behind, the assassin wasn't stupid. He could just wait for Milton to come in and then spray bullets at the door. The wooden planks weren't bulletproof anyway.

Even if I were wearing level three armor, I would still die if attacked from both sides like this.

The question is, what is the best way to shoot from behind?
The answer is no!

Throughout the entire process, Milton planned to rely on firepower, equipment, information, and tactical advantages to avoid direct gunfights with the enemy; in other words, he intended to play the sixth man.

If you can kill someone with an air bomb, never shoot them; if you can shoot them from behind, don't shoot them from the side; if you can shoot them from the side, don't shoot them from the front.

Milton slowly got up, braced himself, gently kicked open a crack in the door from the side, and forcefully threw a grenade into the room!
But he didn't pull the pin on the grenade!

This is a dud that won't explode!

(End of this chapter)