Wolf Barrel 5.56

Once again, Bandit Buzz's Negijo.

Remove the magic medicine with your left hand and take a sip.

I can tell by the feeling that the magic is full.

Beretta M92F fitted with suppressor on right hand.

The bullet loads as much 'something special' as it did earlier.

If you fire a normal bullet indoors, the warhead will penetrate the human body and destroy even the furniture and walls. Then there's a flashy sound and the suppressor makes no sense because of it.

So I turned the warhead into a "cracked one".

In the case of this warhead, the moment it enters the body, the bullet bursts and becomes a small grain, diffusing in the body like a cracker. That gives us the advantage that the bullet that broke in doesn't go out.

However, there was also a problem.

If you use this "warhead with a crack" in my summons Beretta, the firing energy is too strong to withstand the warhead.

In fact, when I was trying and shooting, I had the experience of having an accident where a bullet burst inside the gun and the barrel and slide burst and cut my right hand deep.

The firing energy, that is, the amount of gunpowder, needed to be reduced.

After trial and error, it was found that the limit was up to one-half the amount of gunpowder.

Still, when I tried and shot the little man, I found out that it was enough to kill him.

In indoor combat, use this special bullet.

In the brain, make final confirmation of the operation.

After entering the room, quickly control the ground floor and check the safety of the hostages.

Move upstairs and shoot all the bosses and the rest of the party.

Rescue the hostages after making a safety check.

And then ad hoc.

Set a cold program on the killing machine.

Let's get started.

I move in front of you on guard. [M]

Ear the door and see if there are any people on the other side.

The door was locked in simplicity. It's easy to disarm. Through the tip of the knife for dismantling and unhook the fastener from the small crack that opened on the wooden door.

Then cut the translucent thread from the gap in the door that only opened the sushi.

Now the trap is disabled.

Slightly open the door and slide yourself in quickly to enter the room.

It was in the kitchen that I came in.

They left what they had eaten, and it seems like they scattered raw rubbish around them. The room is full of awful smells.

There are also pieces of meat and buttery debris falling on the floor.

Be careful not to step on it and slip.

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That's when the sharp hearing confirmed the footsteps walking down the hallway.

Two.

One opened the door and went in somewhere.

But one of the remaining ones is the problem.

If it stays this way, it will pass in front of the kitchen's open door.

I wasn't sure if I'd hide for a moment, but it's too late.

Immediately switching heads, I set the muzzle in the void.

Match a man's footsteps with his own breathing.

And the moment came.

A man emerges from the right side of the kitchen door and fits perfectly.

My eyes, my aim, and the moment the man's head lined up in a straight line, I hit the trigger.

Buzz! Sounds like a fork stabbed in the meat called.

A small hole was worn on the man's left cheek.

The entrance was small but cruel was happening inside.

The moment the bullet-diameter 9mm warhead crushed the man's cheekbone, it became dozens of small grains and diffused radially inside. Fine fangs less than 0,5 mm in diameter ravage arteries and organs in a mess.

Around further rattling each part of the brain, the man's life activity almost stopped.

The man, who was mauled in the head with only one shot, nearly fell like a thread had been cut.

First things first!

I rushed over quickly, supported the body of a man who was about to fall, and dragged him into the kitchen.

Phew. Exhale hot from the gap in your lips.

I didn't.

I'm glad I remembered having the same scene in the movie for a while.

Do we also have to pay attention to the sound of corpses standing?

I feel so nervous.

Had it not been for the gloves, I would have dropped my gun with my own hand sweat. I'm nervous, but I'm not atrophied.

I can see my body is full.

I tell myself to calm down and go further indoors.

I don't jump out of the kitchen into the hallway all of a sudden.

The guy who does it doesn't deserve to live.

First, keep your gun in place, stick your right shoulder against the wall by the door, and soothe (clear) what lies ahead of your gaze. Then he moved to draw a semi-circle in front of the door, and now he stuck his left shoulder against the wall, the enemy.

Thus the task of ascertaining what is in the blind spot is called "cutting pie".

This name appears to have come from clearing the pie fabric so that it can have knives at equal intervals. Anyone who is good at FPS games knows the technology.

But it's still too early to get out in the hallway.

Then he only faces out the door for a moment and sees blind spots he couldn't see.

This is called "Quick Peak".

I can't even fool around with the knowledge gained in the game.

I went out into the hallway after I was sure it was safe.

The other one was found immediately.

It was in the bathroom behind the hallway.

The door was left half open and the skinhead added something.

He doesn't realize the death of his people, and he exposes his back to me around his nose.

I approached without making a sound and processed the man through the door gap.

And examine the surroundings without losing sight of them.

After making sure the ground floor was completely controlled, I searched the entrance to the vault.

The entrance was in the room next to the kitchen, on the floor.

The handle is securely padlocked at an entrance like a door on a floorboard. Looking inside through the clearance of the plate, one boy had his arm fixed in handcuffs welded to the wall. That would be Anton the hostage.

He seems weak, but he's working properly.

Good, you're still alive.

Lost for a moment.

Can't you manage to free Anton now?

But no good ideas emerge.

If it sticks, we may have another plan, but time is limited.

After all, there are no operational changes. Continue like this.

Having checked Anton's safety, I moved upstairs.

Instead of landing from the kakato to avoid making noise, land from the toe to suppress footsteps.

I'm the best sharpener right now.

You said you killed three people, but you don't have any emotional braces at all.

I'm excited, but I can stay calm.

I feel like I'm soaking half my brain in hot water and the other half in cold water.

I hear I even have the talent for murder.