Chapter 126 2 people

Chapter 126 Two people
York kept his arms close to his torso, bent slightly to reduce his body area, and pressed his cheek against the buttstock, using only the lower corner of the buttstock to support his shoulder, allowing the M4A1's aiming line to follow the movement of his line of sight.

This gun-holding posture can put his body in a natural and comfortable state, improving body flexibility and reaction speed.

He took a deep breath, stood against the wall outside the door, and pushed open the back door of the apartment with one hand.

Yorks passed the arc at the door, trying to maintain the maximum viewing angle and see through the cut angle.

nobody.

Inside is a two-meter-long walkway connecting to the stairs leading into the apartment.

"I don't know where the ambush will be."

York shook his head inwardly, maintained a gun-holding posture suitable for CQB (close quarters combat indoors), entered the door, and continued forward.

If York didn't have a full understanding of his own strength and wanted to eliminate this unsafe factor, he would never choose to enter the building alone.

In fact, clearing a room alone is a very dangerous operation, and even elites from special forces may be in danger of their lives.

Because the limitations of single-person house cleaning are higher than you think.

Therefore, many people from the military and police departments work together to do this.

After safely entering the apartment, York maintained a steady speed and did not encounter or see anything until he reached the stairs.

At this point, the guess that emerged in York's mind was that this group of people might be waiting for him in the apartment.

Maintaining maximum noise reduction, York leaned against the wall of the stairs, with the muzzle of his gun pointed at the gap above the stairs.

The view was limited and he couldn't see anyone, but York could hear heavy breathing.

This is the source of his self-confidence. After increasing the value of his physical attributes, his five senses and hearing are actually much stronger than ordinary people.

York quickly glanced at the light above and raised his hand to hit it.

With a bang, the sound of a gunshot rang out, and at the same time, the light source was broken and the light disappeared instantly.

Although there was residual light from the lamp inside, this section of the stairs was still shrouded in darkness. It wasn't so dark that you couldn't see your fingers if you stretched out your hand, but the viewing angle was inevitably limited.

This caused the people who had been hiding on the second-floor platform to react instinctively and fired at the stairs below.

Bang bang bang!
However, what they didn't know was that York was actually still walking slowly up the first flight of stairs towards the platform connecting to the second flight of stairs.

In the dim light, the gunfire would not be very obvious, just like a small flash of flame, but it was enough for York to know where the target was.

The bullets flew in the side and over the head.

York stopped expressionlessly, leaning against the wall at the bottom of the first flight of stairs connecting the floors.

From the sound of the gunfire, he knew what kind of gun the other party was using.

The effect of continuous practice finally showed up here.

AK-47, 7.62×39 mm ammunition, fed by a curved magazine with a capacity of 30 rounds, with a choice of semi-automatic or fully automatic firing modes.

Whether in the previous life or this parallel world, the AK-47 is the most classic, popular and practical rifle in the world.

"Such fierce firepower." York narrowed his eyes slightly and let the fire continue to flow.

"Where did they get these guns from? What role did the Albanian mafia play?"

Through the gap above, Yorks stood on the first flight of stairs, looked up through the gap and saw three bursts of gunfire erupting continuously until silence.

"You see him coming up?"

"No one saw it! No one saw it!" "Damn it! Then why did you shoot!"

"What if he comes up?"

"Go check and see if that damn patrolman is dead."

A long paragraph of conversation continued, and York suddenly turned sideways and appeared on the floor platform. He raised the muzzle of his gun and pointed it at the two figures standing at the entrance of the second floor, and pulled the trigger.

Bang bang bang!
The gunshots rang out, and there was no extra operation of the rifle. The only thing to do was to vent one's anger.

Before the two figures could react, they were beaten and trembling all over.

"Nine shots."

Without paying any attention to the two fallen men, York immediately shifted the muzzle of his gun to the edge of the wall and pulled the trigger, while continuing to climb toward the intersection on the second floor to maintain fire suppression.

Bang, bang, bang! The edge of the wall was smashed into pieces by his blows, and the people hiding inside dared not show their heads.

"Damn it!"

A voice came from inside, and the man hiding on the wall at the intersection on the second floor cursed inwardly. The damn patrolman had been maintaining his firepower, and he didn't dare to show his head at all.

After thinking for a while, he looked to the aisle on the right and chose to run over with the AK-47 with empty bullets.

This was just the first ambush point. I thought I could kill the enemy easily, but I didn't expect that two of them would be killed so easily.

He now couldn't understand why this damn patrolman knew that there was an ambush here and even brought a rifle with him.

After firing nine shots again, York quickly reached the platform on the second floor. Without firing, he leaned against the wall of the platform and aimed at the entrance.

He heard footsteps approaching.

"Ran?"

York still maintained the utmost vigilance and continued to cut corners, exposing his body, vital parts and equipment as little as possible. At the same time, with the corner line as the center point, he expanded the safe zone within his center and compressed the safe zone outside the enemy's center.

"Safety."

York confirmed that there was no one on the left, and looked down at the body lying in a pool of blood. It was the familiar Latino. He was not surprised, and carefully moved along the floor platform in an arc, slowly making a 150-degree corner to look at the position where the enemy was hiding just now, which was on the right, while changing hands at the same time.

In a close-range environment like CQB, the reaction speed and shooting accuracy of both sides are actually similar to some extent.

He believes that reducing the probability of being discovered and hit is the best option.

The operation of changing hands allows him to expose his body and vital parts as little as possible no matter which direction he is in.

"Safety."

York confirmed that there was no one there, and moved around the corner with his footsteps, sight, and M4A1 at the same time. With the aiming line on the outermost side of his body, he leaned into the corridor on the second floor. When there was no one in the corridor, he continued to explore and advance in the direction of the enemy's escape on the right.

At this time, both sides of the second floor were filled with room numbers of residential units. The residents inside must have been hiding inside and trembling under such fierce gunfire.

Of course, this was York's imagination. In fact, both sides, including the corner in front, were within his vigilance range.

If anything unusual happens in the houses on both sides or the corner in front, they will be struck by his thunder.

Every time he passed a room, York would gently push the door with one hand to confirm whether it was closed tightly. This was used to determine whether the house was an enemy ambush point.

But fortunately, nothing happened in this section of the corridor, and York did not hear any unusual sounds.

However, there was a faint, fearful, suppressed sobbing sound coming from the last room in front of him, which made him purse his lips and retract his left hand to continue holding the M4A1. He sighed in his heart, paralleled his sight line with the M4A1, and continued to move towards the corner in front.

(End of this chapter)