Chapter 167
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Zhang Jue and Smith rushed to the outskirts of the hospital at lightning speed.
It was dead silent all around.
Only the cawing of an unknown bird could be heard in the distance.
The two of them looked at each other, lowered their bodies, and slowly approached the main entrance.
The thick smell of blood wafted over.
It was just as Zhang Jue said.
Humans were very sensitive to the smell of blood.
This time, it was almost certain that something had happened here.
It was a little unbelievable.
Zhang Jue knew very well how strong the defense of this stronghold was.
Not to mention other things, two fully formed MTF teams, and they were even positional warfare. Even if Sir 682 came, he would not be able to do anything.
Who could take down this place?
The two of them crept into the building.
The guard tower at the main entrance was ajar.
Smith carefully opened the door.
The body of a staff member was lying inside.
His body and the wall behind him were full of bullet holes.
Someone was probably standing at the door, wildly shooting inside.
Smith stepped forward and touched the neck of the security guard.
"The time of death was around 12 to 14 hours ago, which was around one to three o 'clock last night," he said to Zhang Jue.
Zhang Jue nodded.
Most intrusions would happen in the second half of the night, because that was when the security guards were at their lowest alert.
He narrowed his eyes and walked straight into the hospital.
Smith wanted to remind him to be careful, but when he thought of the scene where Zhang Jue and the others were shooting at each other with heavy machine guns, he gave up.
The main entrance of the hospital was completely destroyed, glass shards scattered all over the floor.
There were splashes of blood everywhere.
The elevator was destroyed, so Zhang Jue could only walk upstairs.
At the corner of the first floor, he saw a body.
To be precise, it was a pile of body parts.
The head and chest were connected, the limbs were scattered to the side, and blood flowed all over the floor.
He could even imagine the scene at that time.
The security guard ran down from upstairs and met someone here.
That person used a sharp weapon to draw an "X" on his chest and abdomen.
Then, the security guard fell to the ground like tofu.
Zhang Jue didn't bother with him and went upstairs.
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