Chapter 60 The Bitter Battle of Long Zhi in Bessa
Long Zhimai held the gun and turned around to strafe a shot.
In an instant, two blood flowers appeared in the air, and a muffled snort.
Tracing the trajectory of the blood, Long Zhimai fired several more times, and then with a "poof", something in the air fell to the ground, and then a large amount of blood gushed out of thin air, and the ground was instantly dyed red.
"Boom!"
There was a loud bang, so that everyone involuntarily covered their ears, but Long Zhimai subconsciously looked in the direction where the mercenary had just run out.
At this time, there was a lot of smoke and dust in the place, and it was obvious that the explosion just happened there.
The stone platform connecting the first floor and the second floor where everyone was standing just now has completely disappeared at this time, and it seems that it should have been blown up in the explosion just now.
"Captain, we must rush out, otherwise we will only be surrounded by the enemy and beaten here!" said the man who had just blasted the stone platform, wiped the sweat from his face, looked at most of the mercenaries around him who had regained their eyesight, and said.
"En! rush!" Long Zhimai rushed out first, along the passage on the second floor, running and paying attention to the surroundings.
Several mercenaries who had regained their eyesight followed closely behind Long Zhimai, and behind them, there were several people who had not regained their sight, and the mercenaries who were not blind at the beginning were all in the queue after the break.
Not long after leaving, Long Zhimai stopped, because the passage in front of him was about to leave the second floor, so he asked the people behind him to stop first, and he went to see it first.
Exiting the passage on the second floor, it was above the exit where they had entered.
But when he came in, he didn't pay attention, and now he found that there was no way down from the passage on the second floor, which means that now they were completely trapped on the second floor and couldn't get down at all.
Oh no, Long Zhimai secretly screamed badly, because the enemy must have known that there was no road here, so he must have expected that they would stay here, which means that the enemy is likely to take advantage of this a long time ago, set a trap, and wait for them to jump!
Long Zhimai was just screaming badly when he heard a shout from behind him.
"Captain, captain!" Looking back, a mercenary with camouflage oil on his face was waving his hand at Long Zhimai, and while waving his hand, he was still gesticulating.
Long Zhimai only glanced at it, and then recognized the mercenary's gesture.
Dangerous, Long Zhimai was stunned, and then shot out directly like an arrow from the string, and quickly rolled on the ground.
As soon as his body moved, an unknown sharp blade with a wind whistle "bang" hit the place where he had just stood.
"Bang!
Long Zhimai, who got up from the ground, raised his gun and hit it, but the enemy was too cunning, and he missed the blow and fled immediately, and all his bullets hit the wall.
At the same time as the shot, Long Zhimai was also rapidly retreating, and after a magazine was fired, he had already retreated to everyone's side. "Captain, we're missing three people. A mercenary looked nervously at Long Zhimai while paying close attention to his surroundings.
Missing! Long Zhimai's eyes narrowed slightly while changing the magazine, it seems that there are still a lot of enemies in this ancient castle! While harassing and attacking, he also devotes a part of his strength to secretly attack, and it seems that the enemy is not weak.
"We're almost recovered! The road ahead of us was ruined, and we had to rappel down. Long Zhimai looked at everyone, and they were almost recovered, so he quickly took out the rope and fixed it on the stone wall on the second floor.
"The people of the Fire Eagle went down part first, the people of the Dragon Clan, and the people of the Fire Eagle broke off. "Long Zhimai arranged it like this, in fact, there is still a certain amount of selfishness, although the fire eagle was established by his own hands, but if compared to the combat strength, the dragon team is the team with the real strength of the first savior, so he let the dragon team walk in the middle, and strive to protect the vitality of the dragon team.
The three members of the Fire Eagle quickly descended from the second floor, and then immediately formed a simple battle formation on the first floor.
Seeing this, the others also descended one after another and joined the people on the first floor.
Long Zhimai walked at the rear, he pulled the rope, and with a leap of his body, he had already slid down.
As soon as he landed on the ground, the front of him sank a little, and the ground with a layer of clear water on the surface trembled instantly.
Judging from the degree of tremor on the surface of the water, there should be quite a few enemies coming this time.
Long Zhimai felt the pain in his arm, beads of sweat oozed from his face, his nerves were completely tense at this time, and the hand holding the gun was slightly moist.
"Bang!
As the footsteps suddenly became louder, the guns in the hands of the mercenaries also opened fire at the same time.
Almost instantly, several of the invisible enemies were hit in the body, and blood flowed into the otherwise clear water.
"Ahh
Long Zhimai looked back and saw that a mercenary was clasping his neck with both hands, leaning weakly against the wall.
And beside him, the door that had just been opened, was still open.
"There is a door in the back, beware of enemy sneak attacks. With a low roar, Long Zhimai also rushed to the mercenary's side.
After a little checking, Long Zhimai knew that he was hopeless, because his trachea had been severed, and with their current strength, they couldn't save him at all.
The mercenary glanced at Long Zhimai, took out the pistol from his waist with the last of his strength, pointed it at his temple, and pulled the trigger.
"Bang!"
As soon as a gunshot rang out, Long Zhimai's eyes widened directly.
Way...... With a silent thought in his heart, Long Zhimai turned around, and two grenades were thrown into the door.
"Boom!"
The short passage inside the door was blown up by two grenades, and the roof collapsed, directly blocking the already short passage.
"Brothers, let's kill it!" Long Zhimai roared, even if those two scientists were still in this castle now, he couldn't care so much.
If the brothers are all dead, what is the use of rescuing those two scientists!
All the mercenaries are also ready to charge, and all kinds of powerful weapons have been taken out.
The footsteps around him became louder and louder, and the enemies who were originally only melee attacks also changed their attack methods, and some of the invisible blades were thrown directly by them.
Because they couldn't see, the mercenaries couldn't hide at all, and within a few minutes, several more mercenaries fell down one after another.
The other mercenaries did not dare to charge rashly because the enemy could not see the enemy, and the suppressed could only be a group of people leaning against the corner and fighting back with difficulty.
If you don't rush again, you won't have a chance, Long Zhimai knew in his heart that although his own weapons were very advanced, once they were constantly suppressed by the other party, their morale would definitely continue to weaken. Once the morale is low to a certain level, it is unlikely that you will want to fight back.
"Avenge your brothers, rush with me!" Long Zhimai gritted his teeth, threw out two grenades, and rushed out, and a group of mercenaries behind him seemed to be infected by his momentum, and they all rushed out fiercely.
The mercenaries who rushed to the front quickly crossed the water-covered ground and reached the corridor leading to the exit.
Two more grenades were thrown, and although Long Zhimai heard the footsteps around him that were rapidly approaching him, he did not stop, and still moved forward quickly.
This captain, I want it, in the corner, a man with a transparent body, holding a Mitsubishi military thorn in his hand, sneered and lowered his body, and then shot out like an arrow from the string, aiming directly at Long Zhimai.
The shining cold thorn was clenched in his hand, and the sharp tip was facing Long Zhimai who was running.
In a moment, the tip of the military thorn was already less than half a meter away from Long Zhimai's head, but at this moment, a gunshot suddenly rang out at the exit.