The whizzing of bullets and the sound of them striking bulletproof vests almost became the entirety of the small battlefield's noise.
"Grenade! Throw it down their passageway!"
The terrorist hiding in a first-floor room screamed into his headset with all his might.
Hearing the shout, a terrorist immediately pulled the pin of a grenade and reared back his arm to throw it towards Isabella Lindsey's location.
Another terrorist also yelled out at the same moment, "Don't..."
Before he could finish his words, the battlefield was once again filled with the roaring sound of sniper fire, like thunder!
Isabella Lindsey had hit him!
The man about to throw the grenade only felt a severe pain in his arm, as if his forearm, holding the grenade, had been loaded with explosives; it exploded in an instant, splattering bone and blood everywhere. The grenade, still held in his hand, fell vertically onto the rooftop's floor of the second story...
"Mother/fucker!"