Chapter 112: Xiaji Tyrant Shoots Indiscriminately

Xiao Feng and the others had also heard Mo Qian and Li Qing talking before, and knew that he really wanted to complete the task.

But at that time, Mo Qian said that if there was an opportunity, for example, most of the wax figures were far away from the warehouse, they could take the opportunity to transport the feed.

Now, Mo Qian wants to artificially create this kind of opportunity.

Directly use themselves as bait to attract wax figures away and let them take the opportunity to take the feed.

This is a way, as long as Xiao Feng and the others don't shoot, and Mo Qian is surrounded by groups to kill them, the wax figure will definitely besiege and kill Mo Qian, and at most they will attack them relatively close to Xiao Feng.

The key is that even if they shoot, they have no ability to protect themselves, and they can only rely on long-range cover.

Mo Qian was already under siege, so why did he have to cover them to transport feed from afar?

Of course, they believe that with Mo Poor's marksmanship, if they are surrounded, they can always hold on and kill all the wax figures that come close, so that the encircled wax figures cannot get close at all.

It's just that in this case, Xiao Feng and they won't be so shocked.

Because Li Qing also said just now that he was killed alone from the encirclement of hundreds of wax figures, just because he accidentally scratched his hand in order to plug the gap in the wall of the production workshop.

Even so, he still fought his way out of the encirclement and retreated to the disinfection room, only because of his injuries, which caused more and more injuries, and finally fell into that appearance.

In other words, when you are under siege, it is okay to protect yourself with good marksmanship, unless you are too distracted and do a lot of things that affect your self-preservation.

Now, Mo Qian has the same plan, when he fights against countless wax figures, he has to be distracted to cover them from afar.

Isn't this to follow in the footsteps of Li Qing? There are many enemies in the near distance who are about to die, and there are still those in the distance?

"Don't be impulsive! Have you forgotten Li Qing's experience from the past? It was he who was injured in order to plug that hole, and he was reduced to his current appearance. Xiao Feng said urgently.

Mo Qian said calmly: "Then why does he still do it?"

"Of course, it is to prevent most of the wax figures from running around in the institute and then affecting the containment of other members. Xiao Feng said.

"Transporting fodder is more important than that, and the sooner we can contain the food, the guards will be able to free up their hands to deal with other containment, and then end this unrest as soon as possible. We don't need to wait half an hour to face tens of thousands of wax figures, they will be suppressed by the army in fewer hours. Mo Qian said seriously.

Xiao Feng and Blonde both hesitated, they were very reluctant.

Although the most dangerous thing is Mo Poor, who is the one who is almost certain to die, if before they leave, Mo Poor has already died because they can't withstand the impact of so many wax figures, they will die as well.

The risk is too great, and Mo Qian's plan is simply crazy and playing with his life.

If the D-class want to survive, they can open and rob here until reinforcements arrive, and then they will be protected for their help and survive this crisis.

They may be treated better in the future, which is very good.

But why would they do something more important for the D-class who have no future to speak of?

They're not members, they're not even restrictors, they're just going through a long death sentence that they don't know when it will be done.

Mo Qian saw what they thought, and to himself, it was meaningful, but to the D-class, it was pointless.

"I won't force you, but I want to say, if you just stick here, after half an hour, those more than 10,000 wax figures, do you think this floor can be placed? I'm afraid that the entire underground research institute is full of wax figures, right?"

"You've also seen how wax figures multiply, and next to each wax figure, there will be an extra one out of thin air. ”

"Even if I could shoot three hundred of them every five minutes without stopping, I don't think I would be able to wait for half an hour, but only fifteen minutes, and many wax figures would pop up around us out of thin air...... Maybe it's fighting, and suddenly there's a whole bunch of brushes in front of me, and what if I don't react? What if I die? Do you carry guns and keep fighting?"

Mo Qian said calmly, and the faces of the three D-class personnel turned extremely pale.

Especially Xiao Feng, his tears were rolling in the corners of his eyes, what Mo Qian said was a very cruel reality.

The so-called suppressed wax figures, maybe Li Qing only intended them to do their best at the beginning, and he was uncertain whether they would survive in the end, and he didn't give them any promises.

That's why Li Qing felt unusually surprised when Mo Qian even wanted to complete the feed task.

Mo Qian was also very embarrassed: "Don't think I'm an iron man, I can't hold on to fighting for thirty minutes and a second." ”

"I'd rather fight it out when there are hundreds of wax figures at this moment, so that this turmoil can end as soon as possible......"

"At least this time, I have the confidence to get out of the encirclement. I'm going to try anyway, and when I wait for the next split, I won't have a chance. ”

Simply suppress, only for the purpose of sticking to it, the more you go to the back, the more you have no other choice but to keep killing and killing.

Now, there are only a few hundred wax figures, and they have other options.

Xiao Feng squatted on the ground with an uncontrollable expression, his gums were crumbling, and tears were crumbling out, he really wanted to live.

"Anyway, you can choose for yourself, whether you go out or not, I must try, because after five minutes, I won't even have a chance to give it a try. Mo Qian said.

I saw him immediately rush out of the gate, and as soon as he got out, wax figures suddenly rushed out on both sides of the door, and he had been in ambush for a long time.

But Mo Qian crossed his hands, the gun in his left hand shot to the right, and the gun in his right hand shot to the left, killing the wax figures that suddenly attacked on both sides instantly.

These two gunshots started the frenzied killing of Mo Qiao, and also stunned the D-class personnel.

"Bang bang ......"

Dense gunfire rang out, and Mo Qian carried two rifles, his left elbow pressed against his right arm, and his arms were always crossed, forming a human support, allowing the two guns to remain stable in front of him, and shoot rapidly.

His arms were like scissors, swinging like a click, and at the same time, his legs were running fast, and Mo Qian, who was crazy about killing the wax figures, rushed into the wax figure group like this!

The wax figures love to surround and strangle, and the gap that Mo Qian rushed out of was quickly filled by the 'crowd'.

Xiao Feng looked frightened, and watched in a daze as Mo Qian rushed into the dense group of wax figures, unable to see his figure.

They couldn't see Mo Qiao, they could only hear the continuous gunfire coming from the wax figures.

Wax figures jumped one after another, including the surrounding machines, and even on the roof of the workshop, there were upside-down wax figures falling, bombarding the center of the encirclement like a humanoid bomb.

In all directions, under the siege of heaven and earth, the gunfire in the center is endless.

"He really went......"

"It's crazy!"

Xiao Feng muttered, and suddenly, the gunfire suddenly stopped.

"Shhh

The gunfire stopped, and although it could not be seen, in the midst of the heavy surrounding, the gunfire stopped, which means that it was impossible to stop the wax figure from approaching, and this was not death?

"He's too strong...... Does he think he is a member of the Blue and White Society?" Xiao Feng couldn't help but despair.

But then, just two seconds, the gunfire rang out again, and it was still as sharp as that.

"......" Xiao Feng's soul was almost frightened, and when he heard the gunshots continue, he gasped again.

At this moment, the gunshots from the countless wax figures surrounded by them were like Mo Qian's heartbeat, connecting Mo Qian's life.

When the gunfire stops, it's almost the same as the heart stops......

The break just now scared the two of them into a cold sweat, and their heartbeats almost stopped...... Now it's renewed, it's like renewing your life.

How did he know that Mo Qian was just changing the magazine just now.

After being completely surrounded, he was like a peerless person, and was frantically rushing through the wax figure group, turning towards the crane.

The body rotated like a dance, and the arms waved too much to cross the support, simply unfolded freely, and under the muzzle of the gun, the sparks of the spray drew a circle of fireworks around him.

I didn't even bother to press the gun, and no one could see it anyway, so that I was shaken by the recoil.

Where is there such a thing as aiming? It's simply a metaphysical throwing of guns.

Turning and running, shaking and throwing, others are afraid that they will not be able to hit a single shot, but here, it is a bullet to solve one.

The mysterious marksmanship is fundamentally in the ...... Xiajiba shoots indiscriminately!

But this Xiamen Extreme Tyrant shot indiscriminately, but it made Mo Qian more than easy to surround him, and the wax figures around him died wildly.

Although he had four guns with him, he ran out of bullets quickly, and he still had to change magazines.

And the way Mo Qian changed the magazine was something that Xiao Feng and others could never imagine in their lives.

He shot with two guns, so naturally he had to deliberately stagger the loading time of the two guns.

After emptying the gun, he directly pressed the switch with one hand to let the magazine fall off, and the falling magazine automatically smashed a wave of wax figures......

Then he shot as he pulled out a new magazine from his belt bag and smashed it hard, and the magazine slammed into the slot of the gun with a slamming speed.

After loading, shooting continued, and at the same time the other gun was empty.

So repeatedly, if he makes a mistake, he still has two spare guns.

The sudden interruption of the gunfire just now was a mistake.

Because he was not very proficient in guns, and he didn't grasp the time when he thought about it, the new magazine was not thrown into the gun slot, but smashed directly into the neck of the wax figure.

As a result, the magazine was not changed in time, and the other gun was also fired.

However, he also thought of an emergency solution.

I saw him stop first, then put a spare gun between his legs and clamped it, stuck the trigger with something, and caused it to shoot continuously.

In this way, he can continue to shoot the approaching wax figures, and calmly change both guns to new magazines with his hands free.

Although he doesn't have the skills of changing magazines at speed, he doesn't need to aim either.

With the action and time to aim, he can easily change the magazine.

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