Chapter 156 Explosion is Art

Leon slung the M24 back onto his back, grabbed the M4A1 hanging on his chest, and quickly slid down the outer wall to the ground.

He pressed the walkie-talkie and issued a death order to all the team members who were still struggling:

"Harrison! Everyone, keep suppressing fire! Empty every magazine you're carrying! Keep those windows pinned down!"

"I'm going in with Chloe now to avenge Nail!"

Upon hearing Leon's order, the ACU team members below, who had been suppressed and felt extremely aggrieved, instantly turned red in the eyes.

" "You bunch of bastards! Cover for the boss!"

Harrison roared, stood up abruptly, and opened fire wildly towards the fourth floor with his rifle.

In an instant, all the ACU officers downstairs who were still able to move leaned out recklessly and opened fire.

The dense hail of bullets sent dust and debris flying from the unfinished building's exterior walls, temporarily suppressing Ghost and Wrench's firepower.

Under the cover of this fierce firepower, Leon, clinging to the edge of the building's shadow, met up with Chloe, who was sneaking in from the other side, at the entrance to the abandoned lobby on the first floor of the unfinished building.

Chloe's breathing was rapid, her face filled with a morbid fanaticism and excitement. She expertly inspected the detonators on her tactical vest, seemingly eager to rush in and cause a massive explosion.

Leon had no time to pay attention to her excited state.

He pressed himself against a thick concrete pillar, his eyes fixed on the dark corridor ahead, while simultaneously opening the system store interface in his mind.

He has 1020 Justice Points left in his account.

My gaze swept past the conventional firearms and bulletproof vests and settled directly on the category of [Demolition and Heavy Firepower].

Military-grade C4 plastic explosive (1 kg/including electronic detonator): 25 points

"Give me forty dollars."

Lyon didn't hesitate at all and silently recited a phrase in his mind.

1000 Justice Points were deducted instantly, leaving a meager balance of only 20 points.

Meanwhile, in a dark corner where Chloe's line of sight was out of reach, a heavy, large black tactical backpack appeared out of nowhere.

Lyon picked up the backpack, which weighed nearly 100 pounds, with one hand, turned around, and threw it directly to Chloe, who was standing next to him.

"then."

"Ouch!"

Chloe instinctively reached out to catch it, but the exaggerated weight caused her to stumble forward and almost fall on her backside.

She was so focused on rushing into the building and making a scene that she didn't even notice whether Leon was carrying such a big bag.

In her opinion, it must have been taken out of the car by the boss just now; she just hadn't seen it clearly at night.

Chloe steadied herself and curiously unzipped her tactical backpack.

I only glanced at it.

She gasped, her whole body instantly freezing.

A backpack full! It's all one-kilogram bags of military-grade C4 plastic explosives! They're neatly stacked, and there's a complete set of radio-controlled detonators next to them.

Chloe's breathing became rapid instantly.

An unnatural flush rose visibly to her snow-white cheeks, her azure eyes gleamed with excitement, and even her legs involuntarily twitched.

"Boss... Boss..."

Chloe swallowed hard, her voice trembling. This man excited her more than any other hunky man she had ever seen.

"Did you go and loot the National Guard's armory? So much C4... enough for us to raze this building to the ground!"

"Stop talking nonsense." "Life."

Lyon had no time to pay attention to her strange state.

He raised the M4A1 rifle to his chest, turned on the tactical flashlight below the muzzle, adjusted it to the lowest brightness, pressed his body against the rough concrete wall, and began to quickly and warily scan the situation in the lobby on the first floor.

The crosshairs slid past the stairwell, the abandoned elevator shaft, and behind several massive load-bearing columns.

There were no thin steel wires to pull, no infrared tripwires, and no Claymore mines hidden behind cement bags.

Gunfire continued upstairs. The two professional assassins were held back on the third and fifth floors by the ACU's firepower from the outside. They didn't have time, or rather, didn't expect, for someone to brave their firepower and force their way into the first floor to plant explosives.

The first floor is currently absolutely safe.

"Safe. No booby traps, and the people upstairs haven't come down."

Leon lowered his voice, turned to Chloe who was still drooling over the backpack, and gave the order:

"Start setting up immediately. Locate the building's structural weaknesses. I want this building to collapse straight down, not even a rat can escape."

"Keep quiet and move quickly."

"Leave it to me, boss. I'm a professional."

Chloe licked her lips excitedly and deftly grabbed a few pieces of C4 from her backpack.

The qualities of a former army combat engineer were on full display at this moment.

With just a glance at the direction of the beams on the ceiling and the distribution of the columns on the ground, she immediately identified the four core load-bearing columns of the building.

She moved through the shadows like a nimble cat, quickly pressing the clay-like C4 explosive onto the shear point of the load-bearing column, skillfully inserting the electronic detonator, and securing it with tactical tape.