Chapter 908

"Sam!"

Lyon's eyes almost cracked and shouted.

Holding an assault rifle in his hand, pull the trigger and shoot in that direction.

The bullet hit a Corruptor who knocked down a special soldier and directly hit a series of bloody bullet holes!

"Bang!"

“-12304！”

“-3000！”

A 14.5cm sniper bullet also corrodes the conspicuous one eye of the Corruptor almost at the same time.

He blew off half of his head directly, and shot off more than half of his blood.

However, in the face of this kind of infected creature, which can almost be said to have an immortal body to a certain extent, these attacks are undoubtedly that far water can not save near fire.

The neck of the special soldier was directly torn off by the Corruptor's petal, and even the cervical bone of the spine was exposed.

Another special soldier who was knocked down was similarly unable to survive.

"Da, Da, Da..."

"Boom!"

In the hotel, all kinds of guns and energy weapons sounded.

In the face of a full five command level infectious bodies, it can be said that everyone's face changed greatly and opened fire with all his strength.

Even the two fallen federal NPC special soldiers who were not completely breathless at this time were also covered by some attacks.

A bullet hit their bodies, splashing blood!

"Abel, Wade!"

Leon's eyes were wide open and his voice was almost hoarse when he shot with an assault rifle.

"Calm down!"

The wind roared.

"Bang!"

The eye of the God of death in his hand shot a shot again to blow out the heart of the Corruptor with residual blood.

In fact, they are doomed to die whether they are attacked by their own people or not.

However, Lyon is obviously stimulated today, which is a little more.

Fengluo feels that this is likely to make him lose the anger accumulated in today's tasks after this mission.

Vent to those nearby who did not evade at all. There may even be some NPC bodyguards who deliberately shot target 3 on two NPC special soldiers.

In the face of this lucky man, these passers-by are estimated to be unlucky.

"Ow, ow..."

On the battlefield, the two Corruptors are fragile because they have very little blood.

Therefore, when only considering the food, he was attacked by explosive and powerful fire, but he didn't have time to escape, so he was killed by setting fire.

The remaining third Corruptor, seeing the same death, reacted quickly, immediately turned his head and jumped back behind the corner of the street.

However, the two tyrants t t-200 is surprisingly defensive, ignoring the player's attack.

After rushing across the corner of the street, the tall body accelerated for a distance through the sprint, and then jumped up.

"Ah, ah!"

Two of the remaining three special NPC soldiers were rushed from behind by the tyrant t t-200 who jumped more than 20 meters at once.

At the next moment, it was torn in half by the powerful tentacles of the two tyrants t t-200 that could roll up the energy military vehicle, along with the dagger like claws and the battle suit on their body!

"Hoo..."

Only the last special NPC soldier was left, panting in the air and running in the direction of the hotel.

"Roar!"

However, one of the tyrants, t-200, did not enjoy food after killing a special soldier.

Instead, he suddenly raised his head and continued to pursue the special NPC soldier.

With strong lower limbs and two tentacles, he wanted to rush towards the NPC special forces who were about to rush to the gate of the hotel.

"Bang!"

A 14.5mm sniper bullet flew into the air and directly hit the center of the lower leg of its left leg, which had begun to bend.

The black high-speed rotating bullet directly broke its famous hard bone. Then, the explosion of class B high explosive bomb blew up a large piece of meat on its leg.

Affected by this shot, the tyrant t t-200 failed to completely attack the last NPC special forces.

Only when some fell off balance, its right hand claw, which was as sharp as a dagger, scratched and pulled on the back of the NPC special soldier.

After that, its body was swallowed by countless bullets and energy attacks!

……

"Ho, Ho..."

Only the last NPC special soldier left rushed into the lobby of the hotel.

This is a soldier who looks quite young and is estimated to be only 18 or 9 years old. After stepping into the door of the hotel hall, he suddenly fell to the ground.

There are five deep visceral wounds on his back. A lot of blood is pouring out unstoppably, which has wet the tactical vest.

Obviously, the tyrant made the last attack.

Even if the wind fell and interfered, he could not completely avoid it.

"Wang Jian, Wang Jian..."

Leon had rushed over and reached out to lift the upper half of the body of the young special soldier who fell to the ground.

"Ho... Ho... Sir, mission objective, mission objective..."

The young NPC special soldier made a sharp gasp and spoke hard to Lyon.

"What happened to the mission target? Where is he? Didn't you save him?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged white man of the intelligence agency hurried up.

"Go away!"

Lyon, who has always been relatively calm, was as angry as a lion and kicked the guy to the ground.

When the NPC of the intelligence agency got up and wanted to act, he found that several special soldiers around him were pointing guns at him.

Including those NPC soldiers who had taken refuge in the rich second generation surnamed Jin, so that he could only walk away with an ugly face.

"Sir, we are useless... Useless... The mission target was intercepted by the rebels..."

18、 The nine year old special NPC soldier gushed blood from his mouth.

Obviously, his injury is even more serious than it seems.

"Come on, treat him!"

The wind fell and shouted to the female doctor player No. 222.

But his heart knows.

Although the NPC soldier's injury should still have room for treatment.

However, this kind of injury caused by the claws of tyrant t t-200 is almost destined to be infected by T virus.

Different from the last time, the wind drop test has been conducted. This time, the anti-virus serum exchanged or burst by players does not work for these NPCs.

Infected by this serious injury, the young NPC special forces will soon become infected.

The only option in this case.

In fact, it's to shoot him directly in the head to reduce the pain.

However, in the face of Lyon in this state, it is estimated that anyone who wants to speak like this will stimulate him.

This new agent, who was originally a policeman, is obviously unable to accept the death of any of his men today.

"Sir, kill me..."

However, someone spoke.

But at this time, his face has lost blood color, and his pupils have become some enlarged young special soldier NPC.

His chest fluctuated sharply because of the galloping all the way, and a large amount of blood gushed from his mouth, which completely dyed his combat clothes wet with sweat red.

"No, no... Wang Jian, don't worry, you have nothing to do!"

"I have the latest nano therapeutic agent and antiviral serum. You'll be fine."

"Didn't you say that after this mission, you will buy your parents an off-road vehicle after you get the bonus? You said your father likes the 'SNV' brand off-road vehicle best and always wants to have one. Your bonus is definitely enough to make him a 40th birthday gift..."

Leon held him and shook his head.

The wind on one side fell silent.

Nano therapeutic agent does exist. It is the standard configuration of this spy mission. Using one can delay life even if it is a very serious injury.

But there is antiviral serum, but Leon is lying!

The antiviral serum produced by the infected body can not take effect on NPC, while the antiviral serum produced by the last two branches of fengluo can only delay the infection.

Not to mention whether it is useful for this severe infection, even the last two have been handed over to Lyon when they went on a mission, and Lyon said they had been used up long ago.

"Sir, kill me... I don't want to be like that man without ghost or ghost."

"Sir, if I have another life... I still want to be your soldier..."

In the eyes of the young NPC special soldiers, there was a relieved smile.

More blood gushed out of the mouth, and some solidified black blood clots and vague tunnels could be seen.

……

"Pa!"

Inside the hotel, when there was a gunshot.

The wind that had stood on the platform outside fell, but his face was more serious.

"Roar, roar..."

Some infected bodies have appeared on the tops of some surrounding buildings and on the streets.

Because the number of these infected bodies is more and more, the attacks of players on the hotel side and those NPC soldiers and bodyguards immediately appear to be insufficient.

"Don't attack unnecessarily, save bullets!"

The wind fell and shouted.

These infected bodies all have the ability to recover.

This imprecise long-range attack is just a waste of ammunition when it is impossible to gather fire quickly to kill.

Moreover, these infected bodies, although their eyes flickered with a desire for food, did not continue to approach this side as if they were limited.

For the time being, it is not the biggest problem.

The real trouble is.

"Mr. link, see you again!"

A "familiar" sound from the loudspeaker sounded across the street in front of the hotel.

Then, from a very dark building, out of a group of people!

A group of nearly 20 people, all wearing various weapons and equipment, and after the distance approached, their chest appeared the faint red recognized by the hostile camp.

Rebel camp players.

These people obviously have the ability to shield reconnaissance.

The scout players on the federal side, or the reconnaissance equipment of these special soldiers, all lost their effect and did not detect them in advance.

Even, including reconnaissance beetles!

"Poof!"

A very ordinary "spade 5" playing card flew into the sky like a bullet, and cut the reconnaissance beetle more than 100 meters away from the ground directly in half.

Then, this poker is in the air and continues to spin back and fly down.

Finally, he was pinched by two slender fingers of a slender hand wearing a black ring with a colorful gem.

"Shall I call you manager jack or jack of spades?"

The wind looked down at this group of people, walking in the most central position, the only one who was not a player.

Dressed in a dress, the aristocratic casino manager is still quite elegant under the support of the bloody and broken limbs in the street.

Federal S-class wanted criminal, offering a reward of 100 million credit points for "spade Jack"!

"The federal secret service is indeed the most professional intelligence service!"

"I really can't hide my humble past identity."

There was no surprise on the casino manager's face. Instead, he opened his mouth and smiled.

They looked at his head calmly and appeared immediately.