Chapter 40

We moved inside after about fifteen minutes. Rene received a signal from the commissar on the radio and eight of us were sent from one of the service entrances.

Although, not only we went into battle, but also several other teams. Including the special forces unit that we had. But it has already stormed the topmost floor. We were in the place where, presumably, there were the least "hot" spots and trunks on our carcasses.

Montoya burst in first through the door and immediately bumped into the local representative of the "thieves". She did not shoot, but managed to quickly knock him out without noise. Having tied it up and thrown it into the trash can, we continued to move on. We met several idiots along the way, who for some reason were relaxed, as if on a walk, and not surrounded by half of the Gotham police.

In the end, we came to a shop with fashionable clothes, where we were holding all the hostages in this wing. Renee sent a couple of unknown cops to a far corner to scout the area and, if they didn't find anyone there, stay there and cut off any attempt to break free or cut off an attempt to penetrate enemy reinforcements here. And she sent two more closer to the main entrance for the same purposes. I, Rick, Rene and her old friend, judging by the conversation of these two, remained to await the command for the simultaneous assault of all groups.

- "Red light" - Gordon's voice sounded and we moved out.

No shouts: "Stop, police!" did not have. It was useless for them to explain anything. Therefore, we started shooting to kill as soon as we saw the enemy.

In front of me almost immediately, as I entered through the broken showcase, a huge bulwark appeared, he held the barrel at the head of the hostage.

Further events rushed at a gallop.

I worked as quickly and accurately as possible.

Shot! And the shot hits the thug in the face. He falls on his side.

Scream!

Shots are heard on either side of me, this is Rene and Rick. From the third side, our unnamed colleague came in from the western part and started shooting there.

- Oh, you ... - one asshole tried to jump out at me, but got a shot from me in the stomach. Then another one, and another.

There were few of them. We killed them in just a few seconds.

The hostages were safe and sound. True, as we later found out, before our arrival, they managed to rape and kill a couple of girls.

- Isaac! Rene is injured and her boyfriend is killed. - Rick told me.

I drew attention to him and to Montoi's almost unconscious carcass. She had two wounds in the shoulder and in the leg. Belated messages from the system let me know that they were shooting both at us and my life had sunk by a hundred. It was most likely a ricochet.

- Heck! - I swore, giving the first aid kit to him. And he himself began to check and bring to new actors in the form of our two colleagues outside the boutique. They took care of the hostages, and I went to Rick to help drag Renee.

We almost reached the exit, as if on the radio that was on Rene's chest, the voice of one of ours sounded:

- "On the second floor there is a skirmish with a large group of freaks! Urgently all free officers in the building, go to the second floor to help! "

- Rene, can you drag it yourself?

- And you?

- I'm to our rescue. I would have taken you, but you also have a wound. - I pointed out to him a slight scratch.

- R-ra! It's just a scratch. Ouch!

- If there was just a scratch, it would not hurt so much. You seem to have a nerve or tendon injury. You should see a doctor. I'm fine. Don't be afraid, I won't die. Those who are buried prematurely live long. - I smiled.

We looked into each other's eyes and he nodded to me. I dropped the shotgun to him and took the M-16 from him, with ammunition. He is much more familiar to me from the years of service in the army, and more convenient.

The second floor was chaotic.

No, there were no massive fights. There were only a few minor skirmishes that turned into gunfire. The problem was different. A pile of broken furniture, and among them were the corpses of civilians, bandits and even police officers. It was a carnage.

Attention skill "Berserker Mode" increased.

Attention! Berserker Mode is on.

And here, as they say, it started. I knocked out almost all the targets I was aiming at. I moved much faster and even without cover they could not hit me with a single bullet. In about ten to fifteen seconds I walked through almost the entire square, which was strewn with corpses. Having exterminated almost all the bandits, and those who did not get it, either they tied it up or they ran away.

The cops followed me, checking almost every boutique because some of them burned with blue flames. The destruction was tremendous, as for me.

Then we reached the toilets, and there was an explosion. Armed people flew out towards us on several motorcycles. And they opened fire on us. I barely had time to drag one of my comrades around the corner so that he would not get caught in the queue.

Two cops fell dead. Motorcyclists rushed past us. I was able to shoot one of them that turned towards us for a second circle. I think I hit him right in the head. The rest decided not to tempt fate and left. For some reason, taking the body of his "fallen" comrade. I didn't shoot them. Because I ran out of ammo. I had to get a service pistol.

We continued to clear the area. Two minutes later, we were informed that the operation was over.

And then I received a message from the system:

Attention!

You have completed a hidden mission.

"Storming the Building"

This operation was optional for you. Despite the complete right to ignore this task, you have completed it. And for this you will go down in history. Congratulations!

Reward:

+ 2,500 experience,

enhancing relations with the Goddess Fortune.

+ 15 free points.

Attention you got a new level!

Attention! Some of your skills have improved! (see list)

To be continued…