Stella motioned for Katie to go back and secure the door, and then turned to Korey and said, “Let’s go.”
As they approached the stairway door, Stella reached to open it, but Jasper suddenly pulled her back, taking the lead and descending the stairs first.
Suddenly demoted to a secondary role, Stella gave a resigned sigh.
Well, the SWAT officer was indeed experienced in combat, and leading the charge to distract the enemy was a smart move. However, the situation was now chaotic. No one wanted to take the lead, especially when the enemies had real weapons. The extent of their arsenal was yet unknown.
Faced with a life-or-death situation, Stella decided to take a backseat.
“Bang, bang, bang…”
They had only made it a few steps down when a deafening noise exploded around them. The attackers didn’t intent to fairly fight, and they had an ample supply of ammunition. They opened fire without hesitation, aiming to wipe out everyone on the 18th floor.
Jasper positioned himself carefully. Due to the angle and perspective difference when shooting from the 16th floor upwards, the bullets either hit the railings or came into the wall, but none hit Jasper’s foot.
That was right. He only exposed his foot.
As the gunfire erupted, Katie screamed, “Watch out!”
“Bang!”
A gunshot echoed from the 17th floor.
Jasper was indeed an expert. The recoil of her shotgun was considerable, causing Stella’s arm to go numb, but she managed to land a shot.
As they descended, she discreetly unsheathed her samurai sword. The reflection in the polished blade revealed Korey suddenly rising to stab her in the back. She didn’t look back. Instead, she used her right hand to shoot around her left underarm. She didn’t hit his heart, but she did hit his belly.
Korey screamed in agony, clutching his belly as he stumbled backward. Katie, who had rushed over, smacked him over the head with her cane. Blood gushed out, and he staggered a few steps before collapsing on the ground.
Meanwhile, Jasper had quickly made his way to the second door, while the people on the 16th floor had just managed to pry open the first door, aiming their guns up the stairs.
Suddenly, a fist-sized object was thrown down, and a dense fog began to billow out.
“Ah, a grenade!”
Someone yelled, and everyone turned to retreat.
The smoke was pungent, causing people to choke and their eyes to water, blurring their vision.
Jasper seized the opportunity to open fire. After several gunshots and accompanying screams, silence fell again. Stella, still on the stairs, wondered if it was her turn to go down now. It seemed there was no opportunity to take action.
“Ah…”
Suddenly, screams erupted from downstairs, followed by the sounds of a fierce fight.
“Stella, are you okay?” Angela’s worried voice rang out.
“I’m fine. What about you?”
Cody, panting heavily, replied, “We’ve taken care of them all!”
The three of them had left early in the morning with a sled, hoping to finish their task and return as soon as possible. However, upon reaching the bottom of the building, they heard gunshots. So, they dropped their firewood and ran upstairs.
A few of the attackers were dead, and the surviving ones were wary of the people upstairs, looking for opportunities to rush up again. It was a fight to the death. They hadn’t expected to be ambushed from behind!
Angela was strong and ruthless with her blows.
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