The textile factory was shattered by a suicide attack launched by the mice. Although the main building is complete and the load-bearing wall shows that it can still hold on, the wires and network lines are all broken. The empty factory building is not illuminated and is shrouded in dust. Even the figures can't be seen clearly five meters away.
The killers who were still alive were like frightened birds at this moment, with painful moans in their buzzing ears, and their faces were filled with fear, which was no different from ordinary people.
Firefox and Wesley rushed in from the window, got a little familiar with the surrounding environment, and fired continuously. The precise shooting skills instantly took away the lives of more than ten killers.
The killers in the factory began to fight back, and with the help of a loom as a cover, a line of defense soon formed.
The two sides began to exchange fire!
After Wesley leaned against the cement column, his heart accelerated more than 400 times per minute. The dense gunfire made him lose his sense, but instead provided him with accurate positioning.
There are still many killers. As long as you still hold a gun in your hand, it is a fatal existence that cannot be ignored. But Wesley is not panicked at all. The gap between these people and him is very big. In slow motion, both sides are not on the same frequency.
Wesley swung his arm and a bullet flew out in an arc, hitting a killer hiding behind the loom.
The firefox next to him was not inferior, and he opened his bow left and right with guns in his hands. He heard footsteps approaching, took out a grenade and threw it out on the ground.
boom!
After the screams, the killers who were intending to step forward retreated.
After all, killers are killers and are used to being alone. They cannot expect them to cooperate with each other with tacit tactical cooperation. If they are given the chance to assassinate one by one, they can kill a platoon of special forces, but if the two sides confront each other and have a head-on conflict, they will be beaten so hard that they don’t even have the chance to call dad.
Sometimes, the number of people cannot be regarded as the basis for victory or defeat!
The repairman was panting and laying on the edge of the loom, although he was in a messy position, he had to do so in order to save his life.
The two invaders were fully armed and dressed like special police, but the repairman recognized one of them as Wesley and the other, 80% of them were probably Firefox.
The repairman didn't understand why Firefox betrayed the Brotherhood, but now it's not the time to consider these things. He knew very well that both of them had the ability to shoot in an arc and did not show up and shoot.
The repair work neatly put the revolver in his hand, looked at the corpses around him, and began to consider the feasibility of surviving.
At this moment, the crisp sound of tinging ding fell on his face, and he was stunned for only one glance.
Grenade!
Shit!
These two words are the last words of the repairman. Survived by the grenade's face explosion, it was the treatment of the protagonist and the B. He was just a small supporting role with a few lines and received the bento on the spot.
The sudden explosion woke up the others. There were many people in the repairman who had just lying down. A grenade was almost wiped out. The non-dead people also lost the ability to continue fighting.
Just as the killers were wondering where the grenade came from, another flash bullet appeared in their sight...
boom!!!
Because of the dust and the huge space with long hair, the power of the flash bomb explosion has been reduced, but it is enough to blind their dog eyes.
The killers fell down in pain with their heads in their arms, their noses and tears flowed all over the ground, and their ears were temporarily deaf, and they all lost the ability to resist.
Russell walked out with the M4A1 in his arms, shooting back and forth at the killers rolling all over the ground, without aiming, pulling the trigger until the magazines are all shot.
clatter!clatter!clatter!clatter!clatter
After the magazine was empty, Russell waved to Wesley, who was protruding his head there. Suddenly, the alarm in his heart was shocked, and the dangerous prediction that was about to evolve into a skill reminded him that there was someone behind him.
Russell didn't even think about it, and he pounced on the ground, and there was only a gunshot, and bullets flew past his head.
A killer who was shot in the leg was lucky enough to avoid the revolving bombing of grenades and flash bombs because the cat was in the corner.
The moment Russell landed, he turned around and picked up the Remington M870 behind him. After a gunshot, the lucky killer was directly bombarded.
If you are hit by a shotgun, there is no possibility of surviving, and even thicker bulletproof vests are impossible!
Russell didn't even need to refill the gun, and patted the dust on his body, and gestured at Wesley again.
The killer in the factory has been almost cleaned up. Next, it is time to go to the second and third floors. Just like passing the BOSS, Sloan is in the innermost office on the third floor.
As for the top floor, it is the room where the Destiny Loom is placed. The entire floor is used to place this loom. Except for Sloan's permission, everyone else is prohibited from entering.
Wesley was about to get along with Russell, but he didn't want to turn around, so Firefox walked along the stairs beside him to the second floor.
Wesley decisively ignored Russell, his body was very honest, and followed him with a mercy according to his will.
Russell: …
The second floor is a restaurant, dormitory and other areas, and the degree of damage to rat bombs is very low. Russell estimated that there were many killers lurking inside.
Sure enough, after Firefox and Wesley went upstairs, a fierce exchange of fire broke out instantly.
The one who leads the killers is the Gunsmith, one of the core members of the Brotherhood, who is the best at playing guns among all the killers.
The game here refers to the transformation. Firefox's restructuring of the M1911 pistol was written by him. Anyone in the Brotherhood made a request, the gunsmith could complete it, and transform the pistol to satisfy them.
The gunsmith has a deep attainment in this area. He is familiar with the performance of all guns, especially pistols. This cannot be achieved by hard work, and it can be regarded as a talent.
God is fair. If you open a window, you will definitely weld the door to death.Therefore, the gunsmith is very good at playing pistols, but his talent in shooting is very mediocre.
The gunsmith's favorite pistol is the M1911 pistol. I also use a modified model with a trough device and scope to make up for his lack of shooting talent.
When the rats launched a suicide attack, the gunsmith organized a group of people on the second floor to wait for the invaders to arrive.
Faced with the killers' semi-automatic firepower, Wesley and Firefox did not choose to fight back with a small pistol. The submachine gun came in handy. In the corridor on the second floor, the submachine gun was the king.
Russell followed the stairs to the second floor. He listened to the fierce gunfire and decisively went to the third floor again. He believed that Wesley and Firefox were enough to deal with each other, so he would not cause trouble.
On the way to the third floor again, Russell took the time to take a look at the system interface. He just heard a 'ding' sound, but he didn't have time to see it.
The system informed him that he had contacted the plot character "repairman", which triggered the lottery session and had a chance to draw.
I was so lucky, but when did I contact the repairman?
Russell had no impression and did not open the lottery. Currently, he also had a Wesley character card and a 'bullet time' skill card, plus excellent equipment and ability to predict dangers, which was enough to deal with the next battle.
The destruction of the Brotherhood is a foregone conclusion. When the rats charge, there is no chance to turn around. Russell can complete the task by killing Sloan. He firmly believes that he can complete this task.
I'm on the third floor, please be careful not to let Sloan run away. If you find him, don't shoot, leave it to me!
This is said to the Cross. Russell was afraid that Sloan would be killed by running away, so he would be in vain.
The cross reminded: Be careful, although the old guy is old and his strength has also declined a lot, his ability to shoot in a curve is still there.
An old man who is notorious for sexual harassment, has been squatting in prison for forty years and almost sat in the bottom of the prison. What's there to be afraid of?Russell said joking words that only he could understand.
What!?
I mean, as long as he doesn’t make a guest appearance in God, everything is easy to say!
The killers who were still alive were like frightened birds at this moment, with painful moans in their buzzing ears, and their faces were filled with fear, which was no different from ordinary people.
Firefox and Wesley rushed in from the window, got a little familiar with the surrounding environment, and fired continuously. The precise shooting skills instantly took away the lives of more than ten killers.
The killers in the factory began to fight back, and with the help of a loom as a cover, a line of defense soon formed.
The two sides began to exchange fire!
After Wesley leaned against the cement column, his heart accelerated more than 400 times per minute. The dense gunfire made him lose his sense, but instead provided him with accurate positioning.
There are still many killers. As long as you still hold a gun in your hand, it is a fatal existence that cannot be ignored. But Wesley is not panicked at all. The gap between these people and him is very big. In slow motion, both sides are not on the same frequency.
Wesley swung his arm and a bullet flew out in an arc, hitting a killer hiding behind the loom.
The firefox next to him was not inferior, and he opened his bow left and right with guns in his hands. He heard footsteps approaching, took out a grenade and threw it out on the ground.
boom!
After the screams, the killers who were intending to step forward retreated.
After all, killers are killers and are used to being alone. They cannot expect them to cooperate with each other with tacit tactical cooperation. If they are given the chance to assassinate one by one, they can kill a platoon of special forces, but if the two sides confront each other and have a head-on conflict, they will be beaten so hard that they don’t even have the chance to call dad.
Sometimes, the number of people cannot be regarded as the basis for victory or defeat!
The repairman was panting and laying on the edge of the loom, although he was in a messy position, he had to do so in order to save his life.
The two invaders were fully armed and dressed like special police, but the repairman recognized one of them as Wesley and the other, 80% of them were probably Firefox.
The repairman didn't understand why Firefox betrayed the Brotherhood, but now it's not the time to consider these things. He knew very well that both of them had the ability to shoot in an arc and did not show up and shoot.
The repair work neatly put the revolver in his hand, looked at the corpses around him, and began to consider the feasibility of surviving.
At this moment, the crisp sound of tinging ding fell on his face, and he was stunned for only one glance.
Grenade!
Shit!
These two words are the last words of the repairman. Survived by the grenade's face explosion, it was the treatment of the protagonist and the B. He was just a small supporting role with a few lines and received the bento on the spot.
The sudden explosion woke up the others. There were many people in the repairman who had just lying down. A grenade was almost wiped out. The non-dead people also lost the ability to continue fighting.
Just as the killers were wondering where the grenade came from, another flash bullet appeared in their sight...
boom!!!
Because of the dust and the huge space with long hair, the power of the flash bomb explosion has been reduced, but it is enough to blind their dog eyes.
The killers fell down in pain with their heads in their arms, their noses and tears flowed all over the ground, and their ears were temporarily deaf, and they all lost the ability to resist.
Russell walked out with the M4A1 in his arms, shooting back and forth at the killers rolling all over the ground, without aiming, pulling the trigger until the magazines are all shot.
clatter!clatter!clatter!clatter!clatter
After the magazine was empty, Russell waved to Wesley, who was protruding his head there. Suddenly, the alarm in his heart was shocked, and the dangerous prediction that was about to evolve into a skill reminded him that there was someone behind him.
Russell didn't even think about it, and he pounced on the ground, and there was only a gunshot, and bullets flew past his head.
A killer who was shot in the leg was lucky enough to avoid the revolving bombing of grenades and flash bombs because the cat was in the corner.
The moment Russell landed, he turned around and picked up the Remington M870 behind him. After a gunshot, the lucky killer was directly bombarded.
If you are hit by a shotgun, there is no possibility of surviving, and even thicker bulletproof vests are impossible!
Russell didn't even need to refill the gun, and patted the dust on his body, and gestured at Wesley again.
The killer in the factory has been almost cleaned up. Next, it is time to go to the second and third floors. Just like passing the BOSS, Sloan is in the innermost office on the third floor.
As for the top floor, it is the room where the Destiny Loom is placed. The entire floor is used to place this loom. Except for Sloan's permission, everyone else is prohibited from entering.
Wesley was about to get along with Russell, but he didn't want to turn around, so Firefox walked along the stairs beside him to the second floor.
Wesley decisively ignored Russell, his body was very honest, and followed him with a mercy according to his will.
Russell: …
The second floor is a restaurant, dormitory and other areas, and the degree of damage to rat bombs is very low. Russell estimated that there were many killers lurking inside.
Sure enough, after Firefox and Wesley went upstairs, a fierce exchange of fire broke out instantly.
The one who leads the killers is the Gunsmith, one of the core members of the Brotherhood, who is the best at playing guns among all the killers.
The game here refers to the transformation. Firefox's restructuring of the M1911 pistol was written by him. Anyone in the Brotherhood made a request, the gunsmith could complete it, and transform the pistol to satisfy them.
The gunsmith has a deep attainment in this area. He is familiar with the performance of all guns, especially pistols. This cannot be achieved by hard work, and it can be regarded as a talent.
God is fair. If you open a window, you will definitely weld the door to death.Therefore, the gunsmith is very good at playing pistols, but his talent in shooting is very mediocre.
The gunsmith's favorite pistol is the M1911 pistol. I also use a modified model with a trough device and scope to make up for his lack of shooting talent.
When the rats launched a suicide attack, the gunsmith organized a group of people on the second floor to wait for the invaders to arrive.
Faced with the killers' semi-automatic firepower, Wesley and Firefox did not choose to fight back with a small pistol. The submachine gun came in handy. In the corridor on the second floor, the submachine gun was the king.
Russell followed the stairs to the second floor. He listened to the fierce gunfire and decisively went to the third floor again. He believed that Wesley and Firefox were enough to deal with each other, so he would not cause trouble.
On the way to the third floor again, Russell took the time to take a look at the system interface. He just heard a 'ding' sound, but he didn't have time to see it.
The system informed him that he had contacted the plot character "repairman", which triggered the lottery session and had a chance to draw.
I was so lucky, but when did I contact the repairman?
Russell had no impression and did not open the lottery. Currently, he also had a Wesley character card and a 'bullet time' skill card, plus excellent equipment and ability to predict dangers, which was enough to deal with the next battle.
The destruction of the Brotherhood is a foregone conclusion. When the rats charge, there is no chance to turn around. Russell can complete the task by killing Sloan. He firmly believes that he can complete this task.
I'm on the third floor, please be careful not to let Sloan run away. If you find him, don't shoot, leave it to me!
This is said to the Cross. Russell was afraid that Sloan would be killed by running away, so he would be in vain.
The cross reminded: Be careful, although the old guy is old and his strength has also declined a lot, his ability to shoot in a curve is still there.
An old man who is notorious for sexual harassment, has been squatting in prison for forty years and almost sat in the bottom of the prison. What's there to be afraid of?Russell said joking words that only he could understand.
What!?
I mean, as long as he doesn’t make a guest appearance in God, everything is easy to say!
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