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William heard the bandit leader calling for backup. After thinking for a bit, he immediately retreated to the hotel's entrance. He found three AKs, removed the magazines and loaded the guns. He then found a dozen more magazines and returned to the pillar.
He threw the AKs at the hotel's security guards. After throwing the three AKs, he threw a dozen more magazines. The whole process took less than ten seconds.
The security guards hiding in the corner and at the staircase felt a huge boost in confidence after receiving the three AKs and a dozen more magazines. They picked up the AKs and loaded the magazines before giving William a thumbs up. They were now completely convinced that William was in cahoots with them.
William gestured to the hotel's security guard and told him that he would deal with the bandit reinforcements. The security guard looking at William nodded. He knew that if William was still waiting at the entrance, he would definitely be attacked from the front and back. It would be too dangerous.
Moreover, they now had AKs in their hands. They were no longer at a disadvantage in terms of firepower. As long as they guarded the staircase, the bandits wouldn't be able to enter the hotel. Their reinforcements would arrive in about ten minutes.
William turned around and walked out of the door. He quickly ran to the hotel's side wall and stuck his head out to take a look. He saw five or six people holding AKs running towards him from about 100 meters away.
F * ck, this isn't a good place to set up an ambush. He didn't want to have a direct confrontation with the bandits.
He looked around and saw that a window on the second floor of the hotel's side wall was open. William immediately had an idea. He took five or six steps back and rushed to the wall. He jumped onto the first floor's window and used his legs to push himself upwards.
After his body flew two meters into the air, he grabbed onto the window on the second floor with both hands. Using the momentum that hadn't completely dissipated, he pressed his hands on the window sill and curled his body into the window. He climbed into the room on the second floor.
At this time, the bandit reinforcements were still about 60 meters away from the side wall. William placed the M4A1 on the window sill where he could immediately reach it. He pulled out the Glock 17 with his right hand and hid by the window to wait for the bandit reinforcements.
The group of bandits ran to the side wall and carefully observed for a while. After seeing that there was no threat, they walked from the side wall to the entrance of the hotel with their guns.
William waited for the six people to appear with their backs to him before he suddenly appeared by the window. He fired six shots with his Glock 17, each of which was a headshot.
Some of the customers who were hiding in the hotel's rooms were frightened. They were all wondering who this guy was. He was so ruthless. Every shot was a headshot, and not a single one missed. He was also very, very sinister.
When a Polar Bear who was gambling cards with William at the same table saw William suddenly looking at the window he was in, he was so frightened by William's gaze that he hurriedly took seven or eight steps back and sat down on the sofa. His heart thumped wildly, and cold sweat immediately broke out on his forehead.
'Luckily, I wasn't in a hurry to make a move on him. Otherwise, if this God of Death came looking for me, my subordinates wouldn't be able to stop him. Damn it, I don't want to see this guy anymore.'
William suddenly raised his head just now because he felt a sense of malice, but he didn't have time to deal with that guy now.
William grabbed his gun and jumped down from the second floor. After reloading his Glock 17, he heard the sound of AK fire from the street in the distance. Ten minutes after the incident, the Montenegro police finally arrived.
William didn't care about what was happening on the street. He wanted to kill the remaining six bandits in the lobby first.
He carefully walked into the lobby with his M4A1. The lobby was now very quiet, and no one was shooting. Everyone was worried. After the hotel's security guards had AKs, the bandits didn't dare to rush in again. AKs were no joke, and any stray bullet could be fatal.
William hid behind a pillar and communicated with the hotel's security guards with hand signals. He took out two stun grenades from his tactical bulletproof vest and signaled them to be careful. The security guard nodded. William held a stun grenade in each hand. After biting the safety off with his teeth, William threw the stun grenades in the direction of the bandits.
The stun grenades were indeed very powerful indoors. Even William, who was hiding behind a pillar about ten meters away and covering his ears, felt a little disgusted, let alone the bandits who were in the center of the stun grenades.
William took out his Glock 17, walked out of the pillar, and fired at the bandits who were still in a daze.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh. Five shots in a row, and every one of them was a headshot. The security guards who were hiding at the staircase were shocked. They didn't expect William to be so ruthless. They now recognized William and knew that he was the new billionaire who had been gambling at the hotel for the past two days. These people looked at William and didn't dare to say anything.
William walked up to the bandit leader and kicked his AK away. Then, he found an M92 on him and threw it away. Carrying the bandit leader, he walked toward the elevator. William opened the elevator door and casually dislocated the bandit leader's arms.
When the elevator reached the top floor, William carried the bandit leader up the stairs to the rooftop like a dead dog. He walked to the side of the rooftop that was still exchanging gunfire with the police. William threw the bandit leader on the ground and asked, "How many of you came this time? Who hired you? How many of your mercenaries haven't arrived yet? Where's your base?"
The bandit leader spat a mouthful of blood at William and chuckled. However, he didn't say anything.
William kicked the bandit leader and sent him flying.
"Ah!" The bandit leader groaned in pain.
"Tell me, and I won't kill you. I'll hand you over to the Black Mountain police," William asked again.
"Ptui, just kill me. I won't be able to survive if the mission fails anyway. Just wait for our revenge. Our leader will definitely not let you and your family off."
Damn it. When he heard that the bandit leader was still threatening his mother even at the brink of death, William immediately pulled out his Glock and pointed it at his head. William regretted it. He should have killed this guy just now. Now that the security guards downstairs had seen him dragging this guy into the elevator, it would be difficult to explain to the police if he killed the bandit leader now.
After hesitating for a few seconds, William realized that this guy was really determined to die. William couldn't do anything to him. He took out his phone and took a picture of the bandit leader. He sent it to his contact, Shill, to see if Shill knew this guy.
William was furious. "You didn't say that I would look for your family. You definitely don't want me to appear in your house, do you?"
The bandit leader spat at William and said with a sinister smile, "I'm a war orphan. I have no family. But if you want to die, I'll tell you. Anyway, I won't be able to live if the mission isn't completed. We're a mercenary group under Alba's chief, Jett Frobby.
We were hired by Le Siever to come to Black Mountain. The chief put a lot of money on Le Siever. My order is that we must get the money, or we'll kill Le Siever. We have thirty-six people, and I'm the leader. Hehe, go find the chief. I'll wait in hell to see if it's you going to hell or the chief going to hell. It's best if both of you go to hell together. "
He pursed his lips. Of course, it was the chieftain who would go to hell. He ignored the curse of this pervert and counted in his heart. He then looked at the place where he was still exchanging fire with the Black Mountain police. It seemed that he had killed more than 37 people.
Oh, that's right, there were still Le Siever's men. Including those who were still in the crossfire, there were 42 of them. Who cares? I'll kill the five that are still alive first. Then, I'll find some time to go to Alba and kill Chief Jett Frobby.
William picked up the bandit leader and threw him off the edge of the rooftop. This guy was useless to him now. "If you want to die, then jump off the building. If you don't want to die, then wait for the Black Mountain police to come."
After that, William ignored the bandit leader. He had already scanned the bandit leader. William had thrown away all his weapons, and William had dislocated his arms.
William walked back to the hotel, took out his AWP, and went up to the rooftop. He lay prone on the rooftop and aimed at the five bandits who were still fighting with the police. Fortunately, this was a tourist city, and there were many street lights. Bang, bang, bang. He fired one shot after another, and finished a clip.
William turned around and carried the AWP, thinking that he would not be able to use these guns in the future. Otherwise, if someone wanted to identify the bullets he fired, they would know that they were fired from the same gun.
When he turned around to look at the bandit leader, the guy's face was full of despair. He gritted his teeth and said, "I'll wait for you in hell." Then, he really jumped off the building.
William cursed in his heart as he watched the bandit leader jump off the building. So cruel? Motherf * cker, wait a hundred years in hell.
He turned around and walked back to his hotel room. After thinking for a moment, he called the chairman of the Intelligence and Security Committee, Garris Mallory, and told him the situation. Garris only replied, "Got it." Damn.
Garris wouldn't be unreliable, right? Forget it, it was useless to think so much now. He went to the bathroom to take a shower, changed his clothes, and sat on the sofa in the hotel room, waiting for the Black Mountain police and the English foreign affairs department to come.
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