Chapter 7: Hit a convoy from the south, named Black Bear
"Oh, Beth. It's okay, it's just that our captain and the Black Bear team did it. Sa said slowly.
"The Black Bears? Is it the convoy that robbed us last time and was robbed by us? ”
"Yes, that's the team! I wonder if they've found any good babies lately? ”
Beth, who was cautiously walking in the direction of the gunfight, even through the radio headset, could imagine that Sa must be staring at the screen with glowing eyes right now.
“…… Sa, I'm already in the battle circle, how many enemies are there? ”
"Wait, I'll see. Three gunners, two knifemen, and one is a fat cannon. ”
Fat Cannon, the mortar of the Black Bear convoy, because of his fat head and big ears, Sa gave him such a chic name for free from the first time he saw that guy, anyway, he didn't remember his name, Fat Cannon is better to remember, isn't it.
"Where's Lucy?" Because the battle situation was still unclear, Beth had to find a shelter to hide, carefully probe to take a look, circle you a fork, not even find a shelter, is this someone who looks down on our team?! Roll up your sleeves decisively, you have to do a fight!
"Inside the convenience store in front of you on the left. What's the situation...... Can't die for the time being. ”
"What about the others?"
"It's coming, it's coming!" Beryl's sweet voice sounded cheerfully, "Can you grab it this time, Sa?" ”
“…… OK. Just don't eat a bad stomach. ”
"Haole~"
“…… What about Abaddon? Beth asked.
"Do you need me to come over?" Abaddon asked rhetorically in a deep voice.
"No, it's just six people, Beth, Beryl and the captain are enough, you can go straight to the prey. Hachi, on standby. Sa said.
“…… Okay, I got it. Hachi's pure voice appeared on the radio for the first time.
'Boom! ’
The black bear convoy dispatched mortars and directly bombed half of the house where Lu Xi was located, but fortunately, Luxi saw that the situation was not good, jumped out of the house in time, and a donkey rolled and hid in another house.
…… It seems that she has seen the embarrassed appearance of her captain, Beth has a trace of embarrassment, a trace of annoyance, and a hint of schadenfreude, this mood is commonly known as 'complicated', "Those two knife hands belong to me!" ”
"Well, the fat cannon is mine. He must have something delicious hidden in him when he was so fat. The latter sentence was obviously Beryl's heart, but she accidentally whispered it. Beryl, when you pick someone, can you not think about eating, you always feel that it will extend people's minds to other terrifying places.
“…… Hey, hey, there's only three gunslingers left! At least give me one more! Over there, Lucy gasped as he dodged the heavy fire.
"There's nothing I can do." Beth replied truthfully. In the previous fight, those two knife hands were quite entangled, and it was very suitable for training, so he didn't want gunmen to disturb his actual combat training. The main thing is that she hates playing with guns, especially her own brain whip captain.
"Beryl, an orange, a gunslinger!"
"Hey, hey, deal!" Beryl's smile narrowed almost into a slit, it was so good, and there were sweet oranges to eat.
"Hahaha, you stupid bears, look at how Lao Tzu cleans you up!" After reaching an agreement with Beryl, Lucy couldn't wait to jump out of his hiding place, holding a pistol in his left and right hands, and frantically strafed the people of the Black Star convoy.
I saw that in his left hand was a black pistol, the polygonal barrel was forged, and the length of the gun was about ten inches, which was slightly longer than the golden pistol in his right hand, and it looked like a modified pistol. The right-handed pistol is a gorgeous gold, which looks the same as an ordinary pistol, but the density of the shooting bullet is obviously stronger than that of the left-handed one, while the left-handed black pistol, although the shooting speed and density are not as fast as the black pistol, and the shape is far less luxurious than the golden pistol, but it is the most headache for the gunners of the Black Bear team.
"! Jihad, Marty, give me more firepower and stop that guy's Desert Eagle! Singh, the captain of the Black Bears, roared at his teammates.
"Yes, Boss!" The two burly middle-aged men in front of Singh said in unison, quickly changed the automatic assault gun in his hand with a magazine of bullets, picked up the assault gun and fired at Luxi, and for a while, the fire was so fast that Luxi had to retreat to the nearby broken wall and ruins for temporary shelter.
"His grandmother's, there are more people and fewer people bully, right?" Lucy took a sip.
"Beryl, Beryl, call Beryl!" The special radio of the convoy came from the call of the captain Luxi, and a woman on a tall building said softly, this woman was hot, wearing a short blue-green skirt, stepping on the guardrail with one foot, looking at the personnel of the black bear convoy condescendingly, slender and white hands, each holding a sharp knife, one long and one short hanging at his side, a long burgundy hair hung down along the waves on his chest to his waist, and the cold wind blew, one after another, calling her gorgeous face, enough to make men crazy.
"Captain, captain, you keep persisting. I've seen my goals. A pair of delicate eyes, with a hint of excitement, looked at the fat man at the back of the black bear convoy.
Sam, the mortar who was originally in the rear to sweep the battlefield shelter for the team, suddenly felt a chill in his heart, a feeling of being targeted, reminded him of the black-mouthed beast he had hunted, and suddenly aroused goosebumps all over his body.
"Sam! Bomb that broken wall to me, see where he, that kid is still hiding! Singh said viciously.
"Yes, Boss!" Sam had just picked up the mortar, and before he could fire, he felt a sinking on his shoulder, and a sweet voice came from his head.
"Yo, fatty, do you have anything to eat?"
Sam looked up, and the first thing that caught Sam's eye was a pair of raging mountain peaks, and suddenly a wave of heat flowed out of his nose.
"Ah, rascal!" Realizing this, Beryl covered her chest and kicked Sam in the face, and suddenly a bright red footprint hit him in the cheek.
"Hmm!" Sam covered his nose to stop the bleeding, and rubbed his aching cheeks that were kicked, and couldn't help but be angry, stinky, dare to kick Lao Tzu!
Lifting the heavy mortar and hitting Beryl was a heavy blow. Beryl spun around and passed lightly under Sam's body, flew up with a kick, and kicked him in the back of his vest, "Hooligans, look at the move!" ”
'Bang! Sam was lying on the ground with a mortar and a dog gnawing mud.
"Ahh Stinky, bang you! Sam, who got up from the ground, stared at Beryl viciously, and picked up the mortar as a shot.
'Boom! ’
"Idiot! Where are you banging! There was Singh's roar in front of him, and Sam looked at it, Damn! I almost accidentally injured my own teammates!
"I'm sorry, Boss! I didn't mean to! Sam hurriedly apologized.
"Next time, I'll bombard you, I'll abolish you!" Singh cursed Sam and also saw the presence of Beryl, although he didn't see her during the last robbery, but in this city, in addition to the people in his own team, there are only members of the Wind team, needless to say, this sexy beauty in front of him must be from the team raised by the bitch, banana you Barra, that little bastard is really lucky, there is such a stunner in the team.
The more I looked at it, the more I felt that Beryl was sexy and enchanting, and unconsciously, Singh's adrenaline 'rubbed' soared upward, and he involuntarily asked, "Little girl, do you want to come to our team, I promise to let you eat and drink spicy food." ”
"Your team is eating deliciously?" When Beryl heard what she was eating, her eyes couldn't help but light up, and the corners of her mouth flowed silently.
"Well, sort of." Singh was a little speechless for a while, their convoy is all wild men, as long as they have wine, as for the food, the standard is basically that they can eat it, and there is still some distance from the 'fragrance', but the words have already been released, and they can't dismantle their own platform, so they have to prevaricate casually.
Beryl's eyes were bright, and she waved the double knives in her hand a few times excitedly, "Then what are you waiting for, if I cut you, I will be able to snatch all your delicious food!" ”