How long did the slaughter last?

The smell of blood, the earthy smell of the wreckage, the smell of gunpowder...... It's a disgusting smell. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Less than 30 minutes after the SWAT was dispatched, these brave men who were enthusiastic about protecting the people were slaughtered.

A silvery-white demon wolf stood above the ruins, its furry claws stepping on the shattered masonry, and blood flowed from something crushed by the rubble, as if it had been forcibly squeezed out of ketchup.

The smashed police car burned with red flames, and the thick black smoke and the shrill sirens mixed together to make people sick. The charred blood mixed with dust, revealing an unclean dark red, and the fragmented corpses interpreted the tragedy of war.

In less than 30 minutes, there were no living people at the scene of the massacre, and ordinary people who fell from the building were happy. More than 30 floors of tall buildings are in free fall, and the huge impact generated by them deprives them of their will in an instant, destroying their bodies and lives. The real tragedy was the people on the lower floors, who had either lost limbs or been weighed down by heavy objects and could not move, and could only savor the fear of the slow passage of life, watching the demon wolf tear its claws in any direction almost in a frenzy.

Nothing can stop its claws.

Whether it is a police car, an explosion-proof shield, or a bullet, the special police officers are brave and fearless, since they have chosen the police, it is already their consciousness to sacrifice their lives for the country...... Knowing that they would die, they still poured their bullets without reservation, and the shells of the bullets scattered all over the ground, piling up on the ground like dead leaves in late autumn, mixed with blood, revealing a corrupt dark red.

More than 100 police officers, from three directions, were slaughtered by the Berserker.

At this time, this demon wolf seemed to have lost the meaning of life, standing in a daze on this killing battlefield that had just begun to be peaceful.

The unsane Berserker will only destroy everything in front of him before he gets the order, chasing the slight magic signals emitted by the human body, and the frenzied slaughter, there is only one possibility for the beast to stop attacking.

"So, what the hell is that...... What is it?! ”

In the tall building in the distance, the SWAT officers who learned the full picture of the massacre from the sniper scope were like earth.

Werewolf?

Monster?

How can it be!

It must be fake!

It's a terrorist! It's a terrorist wearing a beast head mask to hide his identity!

The proletarian fighters are mostly atheists, and the snipers try their best to give themselves psychological hints with trembling lips to convince themselves that they are just crazy human beings.

But......

Overturn cars, smash tall buildings, tear human ...... No matter how you look at it......

"Report the situation! Report the situation quickly! ”

From his walkie-talkie, the anxious voice of his boss came, and it is not difficult to understand, I am afraid that in the eyes of the command, it is normal for the command system to be anxious because these 100 special police officers have lost contact one after another.

That's right! Headquarters!

If you tell them! They must have a way!

"Yes! Be!! It's a monster! ”

"Huh?!"

There was a distinctly skeptical voice over the intercom, a distrustful suspicion that sent the sniper into an even more frantic situation.

"I'm not lying! It's a werewolf! Wolf head! Wolf Claw! Lift off the car! Smash the earth! It's a monster! Please instruct! Bullets don't work! Heavy firepower! Call for heavy fire support! Headquarters! ”

As if grasping at the last straw, the sniper desperately calls out what he thinks into the communicator, trying to make the other party understand what he is saying.

"Calm down, calm down. Have you seen a rather frightening scene? Tell us as much detail as you can about what you see. The surveillance was physically breached, and we couldn't get to the scene. ”

"So! It's a werewolf! Werewolf!! Will go! I can stand! There are claws! There is a mouth! Tooth! The power is endless! Not afraid of bullets! It's a werewolf! Call for heavy fire support, Cross! And silver powder and garlic, ahhh ”

Why don't you believe me!!

Seeing such a tragic battle scene, Rao is sniper's spirit is superior to ordinary people, and he was also forced to the point of approaching madness, he had no time to care about how much of what he said was effective for [Werewolf], he could only say everything he thought.

There was a slight sigh from the communicator, and I guess I didn't believe him.

That's right, after all, the proletariat has always advocated atheism, and there are no cows, ghosts, snakes, gods, werewolves, etc., so naturally they will only appear in movies, television, and games.

Probably crazy. The people in Command thought so.

"Okay, we know, you can come back first! …… This is the order, retreat! Answer me! Please answer! ”

The anxious voice of the command was heard over the communicator, and the already vague sound became even more difficult to discern as the blood smeared the sound hole of the walkie-talkie.

Someone focused his cold gaze on the walkie-talkie, lifted his military boots, clicked them, and stomped them to pieces.

The person who came was wearing a pure white jacket and trousers, judging from the thickness of the fabric and neckline, it should have been treated with bulletproof, and some places were strengthened. Wearing a pair of military boots, you can make out the dagger stuck in the boots, this is a set of clothes that values performance over beauty.

In this set of pure white, it was pitch black, as if the long hair of the waterfall was pouring down on her back, and it was clearly distinguishable from the pure white clothes. A pure white scarf wrapped around the long hair, black and white, two diametrically opposed colors, the two pure colors were abruptly and harmoniously mixed together.

She had red eyes, a beautiful face, a cold attitude, and a knife.

The wide blade of the military dagger was stained with blood, staining her white palms red.

There is no doubt that this is the murder weapon that took the life of a sniper.

Quietly approaching the target's back, slicing the opponent's throat with a knife. This is a common modus operandi of murder in various modern films. If the throat is cut, the human being will lose the ability to resist in an instant. The sniper's almost roaring voice before happened to be a natural [cover] for her to hide her footsteps.

She looked at the blood on her hand, this thing was not as hot as everyone described, and it was sticky, and only after she actually touched it, she would understand that most of the words describing [blood] were nonsense.

The female killer lamented the boredom of the recorder in her mind while confirming the reaction of the neighborhood.

"It's ...... The last one. ”

She gave the answer.

The berserker will only track mana to attack, and as long as there is no mana reflection within range, it will stay on the spot like a machine. Therefore, these snipers are the most likely to leak the Berserker affair.

It's okay if it's leaked, but the less the better. The less intelligence you give to the enemy, the safer you are. This is the opinion of female killers.

"So...... Recycle the berserker. ”

A huge magical reaction suddenly erupted on her body, and the three red lines on the back of her right hand bloomed with dazzling brilliance, using this magical explosion as a signal, Berserker instantly froze his red eyes here!

Rumble!

Behemoth Jump!

Crash! The ceiling cracked again. As if prepared, the female killer was like a nimble bobcat, leaping to the side to dodge the blow.

Even if you summon your own master, Berserker who has fallen into a state of madness can't tell the difference, as long as it has magical power, no matter what it is, you have to kill it!

This is the beast that best fits the name of the Berserker.

Crimson gaze locked on its master, and it flew at it again, raising its blood-stained wolf claws, ready to deliver a fatal blow!