With Natasha's hook gun, things worked out a lot better.

Heavy machine gun octagonal fire was placed in the defensive corridor, but all of them were on the ceiling, blocking the entire corridor diagonally downward.

Shoot the hook gun into the ceiling in the middle of the hallway, relying on your abs to keep it straight.

In this way, even if the heavy machine guns are all fired, there is no infrared aiming, and in this hollow area, there is a place for Jordan.

Even the original designer could not have imagined that someone would stick it to the ceiling.

An angry lion gold coin hit the ground, and the ground pressure device in the corridor was instantly triggered, and with the sound of machinery, the eight firepower barrels instantly spewed out bullets like raindrops.

The burst of fire emitted a fiery breath, and the heat wave stinged like the licking of a poisonous snake.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The trait revolver was removed from Jordan's armpit, and in three bursts, a custom-made burst dummmy burst shattered the mechanical attachment of a corner heavy machine gun.

Bang bang!

Another heavy machine gun was shattered.

Changed hands and guns, a total of ten bullets, knocked out half of the fire points in the corridor, and it was only at this time that Jordani made a leap of strength, came to a safe place, quickly changed ammunition, and once again destroyed all the remaining fire points one by one.

Passing through the corridor aisle, the two departments of Human Experiments and Biotechnology at Fort Straker were no longer covered in front of Jordani.

Walking out of the promenade is the last induction gate.

At this time, behind the gate, there were more than twenty guards, almost all the armed forces in the two major departments had gathered, and they were all gathered in a solemn appearance.

The door opened silently to the sides.

There was a rattle of gunshots, and more than twenty guards all pointed into the passage.

There was no one, and just as the men were wondering, four flat silver-white iron boxes slid down the ground to the front of everyone.

Disheveled!

Instead of using a diffuse anti-personnel bomb, Jordani threw out a rapidly detonating smoke bomb.

Small-area shells burst into flames, and smoke quickly erupted.

This is the Experimental Department, a bunch of horrible tech nerds, and Jordan doesn't want a bomb to pass over and cause some chain reaction.

The white smoke screen was instantly bounced, and the four of them were linked, forming a wall of smoke.

"Fire, cover shot!"

Rubbing his hands with smoke bombs, a small leader in the crowd soon shouted.

But faster than these people is Jordani's figure, sprinting at close range, Jordani can burst out faster, than those people's reaction time.

What's more, there is a brief moment of stunned among these people.

The beast assault stream combat style was repeated, and in the billowing smoke wall, the white smoke screen was like a smooth thread of water, reflecting a humanoid silhouette, and then the white smoke exploded, and Jordani slammed the small leader's chest with a flying knee, shattering the glass guardrail behind him, and falling into the inner hall.

Bang bang bang!

Three consecutive shots, at close range, Jordani didn't even need to aim, and under the high-power characteristic revolver ammunition, the heads of the three people were shattered in an instant.

Rolled over and twisted the neck of one person, blocking it in front of him, and carrying several shots.

Jordani slammed his strength, and the dead shield smashed into the crowd, and there was chaos again.

Instant kicks, marksmanship, triple shots, moving shots, knee hits, random shots.

Jordani in the chaos has amazing strength, quick reaction, and can quickly avoid most conventional ballistics under the special shooting method and physical skills.

Even if it is an occasional attack that cannot be avoided, Jordani is also a bulletproof armor to resist.

The number of enemies is decreasing at an extremely ferocious rate, and Jordan has no mercy on these recalcitrant members of the hydra, and the guns are aimed at the head, heart, throat and other vital parts.

Even most of the time, Jordani relied on close-quarters combat skills, wrapped around the crowd, and put a gun against people's faces to attack directly.

In conventional combat, the current one or twenty people, without heavy firepower, pose little threat to Jordan.

In just three or two minutes, the battle was over.

Jordani casually pushed away a dead shield in front of him, so that he had time to large the entire underground space.

The lights are bright, and the underground space, which is more than the size of a football field, is illuminated as if it were daylight.

The place where Jordani and the Hydra members fight is a lookout at the exit, and the real hall is to be led down the stairs on both sides.

The two departments of human experimentation and biotechnology have obviously been mixed together.

In addition to the researchers who were staring blankly in Jordan's direction, there were a large number of scientific instruments, test benches, and a large number of experimentaries' detention places made of a transparent tempered glass.

"Who are you, do you know what kind of place this is......"

Bang!

One of the scientists who jumped out first was shot dead by Jordan, and Jordan strode down from the observation deck.

"Fools who can't figure out reality!"

As he passed by the corpse of the scientific researcher, Jordani complained and glanced at the others not far away.

"Is there anyone in charge here? For a minute, I hope someone will stand up and cooperate with me. ”

"In a minute, I'm going to start killing, I hope you don't make some unrealistic little moves and start the timer!"

Time passed, and Jordani just stood there like a falcon, scanning everyone.

Just ten seconds later, a bald middle-aged man in a white coat and glasses raised his hand tremblingly.

"Report, report sir, the director has been killed by you!"

The bald middle-aged man had a panicked face, observing Jordani's expression at all times, and tremblingly pointed to the scientific researcher who was lying on the ground, blood flowing all over the ground.

Jordani frowned, looked at the bald middle-aged man, and said, "What's your name?" ”

The bald middle-aged man showed a stiff smile that was more ugly than crying, and said: "Conrad Louis, I am a professor of biology at Goethe University, I was arrested, please don't kill me, I still have a wife and two daughters in Frankfurt......"

Watfark, is Lao Tzu so cruel!

Jordani interrupted the other party's words and said, "Pirot Maksimov, Wanda Maksimov, twins, where?" ”

Conrad secretly looked at Jordani's expression and said, "This sir, everything is on the supervisor's body......"

It can be seen that the biology professor is still very observant, and when he saw Jordani, he spoke a little better, like climbing along a pole at night, with the meaning of shirking and not wanting to cause trouble.

Jordani didn't say anything, the muzzle of the gun was slightly raised, and said, "I'll give you another chance to sort out your thoughts and answer my question." ”

Conrad's face changed instantly, and he said with a look of sudden realization: "I suddenly remembered, I know where they are." ”

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