The muzzle of the gun was pointed at the enemy casually, and the recoil caused the two guns to shake wildly as if they had Parkinson's.

There's no need to aim at all, just lock your eyes.

Bullets are frantically poured out, shuttling through the group of wax figures, and many times not only what can be seen in front of you are shot, but one of the crowded wax figures will also be suddenly killed by flying bullets.

Who made the wax figures all look the same? So he could change magazines without even looking at the enemy.

Without the ink to determine which one it was, the bullet would randomly hit the identical-looking wax figure.

Even if Mo Qiao's reaction rhythm couldn't keep up with the speed of the bullet discharge, he didn't have to worry about all the bullets hitting one.

Because he always determines the wax figure with the bow tie intact, when the bow tie of a wax figure is broken, it can no longer be used as a landing point, and the bullet will choose one of the remaining wax figures intact to shoot.

"Bang ......"

The wax figures died in patches, never being able to get two meters closer to the ink poor.

Mo Qian made a way out, quickly rushed to the crane, climbed into the bucket, and leaned out half of his body to shoot the wax figure that was also trying to climb up.

As he slowed down his gun, he looked in the direction of the lab, but the person he was expecting did not come out of there.

"Alas...... There was no choice but to kill and hold on. Mo Qian sighed.

With his previous burst rate, he could fire 300 rounds per minute.

Four minutes can kill a thousand people.

This is the most efficient speed, no matter how fast it is, too many bullets will be fired at the same point repeatedly, and this speed can be said to be the limit of his crazy killing.

However, the total number of bullets in Mo Qian's body was only more than 400 rounds.

It was impossible to wipe out the wax figure completely, and half of it was already consumed at this moment, so he quickly slowed down the rate of fire, and only waited until it was close before shooting.

Relying on his previous recklessness, Mo Qian attracted almost all the wax figures in this corner, making a large space in the direction of the laboratory.

It can be said that this is Xiao Feng's best chance for them to go to the warehouse.

But it seems that Xiao Feng still doesn't dare to participate.

Without their actions, Mo Qian would not be able to complete the task alone, there would have been not enough bullets, Xiao Feng did not act quickly, he could only kill back to replenish the bullets.

This opportunity was missed, and the wax figures will only increase after that.

Mo Qian didn't blame Xiao Feng for being afraid of death, he wanted to seize the initiative, it didn't mean that it was wrong to hide in the room and stick to it.

It can only be said that personal choices are different, if he doesn't absolutely hit, he can't even think of this kind of plan, let alone do it.

If you want to say that Xiao Feng and they must be fine, Mo Qian can't guarantee it, so why ask them to be crazy with themselves.

Just as Mo Qian was about to kill him again, there was a sudden explosion.

"Bang!"

Xiao Feng smashed the window with a barrel of oil and threw the oil barrel into the workshop.

The oil drum was rolling on the ground, and a lot of fuel was dripping along the way.

At the same time, blonde also ran out with a barrel of oil on his back, and the two of them shrank on the edge and rushed towards the warehouse.

Because all the wax figures were attracted to the other side by the ink poor, for Xiao Feng and them, only one side had enemies.

I saw that Xiao Feng ignited the fuel that was dripping all over the ground, and suddenly burned a wall of fire, stopping a wave of wax figures.

The wax figure was burned by the flames, and the surface suddenly blurred, and when it ran over the fire wall, its feet were still stained with burning oil, and the soles of its feet were blazing in pursuit.

"I'm here, and I found fuel, but I still have more confidence in my heart?"

Mo Qian smiled, he said that he could still take care of Xiao Feng and them remotely, cover them from being attacked by wax figures, and if there were, he could also snipe.

Of course, he is full of confidence when he says this kind of rhetoric, but others sound like a madman......

Can you take care of it yourself?

The most risky place of Mo Qian's plan is here, so that Xiao Feng and they dare not take risks.

However, they didn't dare to take risks, because they were afraid that Mo Qian would snipe and cover them, so they killed themselves, and they lost one thing and the other like Li Qing.

If they can make up for it, such as Xiao Feng, they also found a means of attack, using flames to slightly block and burn the chasing wax figures, it would be different.

At the very least, they have the basic ability to resist, and they can fight their own, rather than relying entirely on the long-range sniping of Mo Qiao.

This would relieve the pressure on the poor and they would not have to pray dryly.

"Bang bang!" Mo Qian easily killed the two wax figures who were on fire and chasing Xiao Feng to death, and the bullet directly penetrated the wax figures from behind and shot the bow tie.

But he saw that more wax figures chasing them were solved by themselves.

In addition to a barrel of oil cast into a wall of fire, blonde also carried a barrel on his back.

Xiao Feng scooped oil with something in the back and poured the chasing wax figures on them, and poured them all over their faces.

Because the soles of the wax figures' feet were on fire, oil was poured on them, and the fire burned directly from the soles of the feet to the neck and head, burning the bow tie.

In this way, although they can't shoot accurately, they always pour oil accurately, right?

Even if you don't splash the bow tie, as long as you splash it nearby, the flame will burn, but it will be warmer and melt faster.

With this hand, Mo Qian only needs to occasionally kill some wax figures whose soles are not on fire, and they can do the rest themselves.

"It's worthy of an old D-class, and it's never a fluke. Mo Qian thought to himself.

He realized, how could people like Xiao Feng not dare to take risks? When was their D-class career not taking risks? When was they not desperate?

It's all about whether it's worth it or not.

D-class personnel have not gambled their lives, and D-class personnel who have survived for a month have survived at least ten near-death attempts.

No one knows what the final result will be, they can only do their best, observe and speculate, and then no matter how dangerous the choice is, they have to fight in order to have a greater probability of survival.

Now, it's time like that again.

Xiao Feng can be instigated to the point of no dignity, but if he decides to fight, he can fight to the point of desperation, because they have nothing left except one life.

Fighting is for a better life, and they have become accustomed to doing something on their own, no matter how useful it is.

Let them leave their safety to the sniper of Mo Poor, no wonder they have no sense of security and cry with a distorted face.

"Run faster! Hurry! Hurry!" Xiao Feng roared behind him, helping the blonde lift the oil drum.

Although the blonde ran in front, it was too heavy to carry the oil drum, so it ran very slowly.

"Open the door!" roared the blonde.

Xiao Feng immediately put down the spoon, rushed to the door of the warehouse, and quickly opened the door with the access control.

At this time, several wax figures took the opportunity to pounce on them, and they were about to be caught.

Xiao Feng was sweating, but he didn't even turn his head, he just wanted to rush into the warehouse with his blonde hair as soon as possible.

Seeing this, Mo Qian sniped the wax figure that pounced on him with two shots.

This is a tacit understanding, if Xiao Feng wants to open the door again and turn back to pour oil, then he will be too late.

Because fire attack is not as good as shooting, these wax figures are still quite sturdy, and it takes several seconds to burn them to death just by lighting them like this.

If Xiao Feng turned around to deal with the wax figure just now, those few seconds would be enough for the wax figure to carry the fire to him.

"Awesome, he can really react!" Xiao Feng rushed into the warehouse with his blonde hair, and was immediately afraid.

Although he also has the means to resist, it does not mean that he does not believe in Mo Qian's technology.

Just now, he didn't have time to hesitate, and chose to believe that Mo Qian could help them solve the enemy.

It turns out that at the critical moment, if there is an enemy they don't care about, Mo Qian can also snipe him.

Along the way, several wax figures approached, but they were killed by flying bullets.

This allowed him to completely hand over his back to Mo Qian when necessary.

"You can't rely on him, no matter how good your marksmanship is, you will make mistakes, and if you pay too much attention to us, you will be caught and it will be over. Blonde said.

Xiao Feng frantically stuffed the meat into the trash can and said, "And be fast! His bullets should be running out." ”

Mo Qian is under siege, and a single mistake will be lost, and they must race against time.

Xiao Feng controlled the machine and let the ham and pork chops hanging in the warehouse fall into the trash.

This trash can is also magical, it looks like an ordinary plastic green trash can, but it keeps stuffing things into it.

It seems that the space inside is normal, but whenever it seems to be full, as long as you press down the surface, you can free up most of the space.

When it was full again, and when it was pressed again, the large pile of meat was pressed to a shallow layer again.

After repeating this, Xiao Feng pressed it more than a dozen times, but he could still pretend.

The trash can already contained nearly 100 tons of meat, after all, it was the best warehouse in itself, so there was not much meat hanging in the warehouse, and it was swept away by Xiao Feng after half a minute.

And the garbage can was stuffed with a hundred tons of meat, but it was not heavy, Xiao Feng pushed it, which was only equivalent to pushing a hundred catties of things.

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