Everyone stood motionless, like sculptures, when suddenly, the head of one of the soldiers closest to the elevator moved, as if he had found something.

I saw him turn his head to look at the elevator beside him, and found that it was still showing a state of stopping, and a trace of doubt appeared on his face under the mask, he had just heard a slight sound of the elevator running, could it be that he heard it wrong?

Just as he was listening intently again, under his gaze, the two elevator doors that had been closed suddenly and slowly opened.

The eyelids of the soldier who was listening carefully widened violently, but before he could raise his gun and point it at the elevator door, and before he could make a sound warning, a pair of black pistols quickly stretched out from the elevator door that had just been half opened, pointing at both sides, and the muzzle of one of them was pointing at him!

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

After two consecutive gunshots, the two soldiers closest to the elevator door were directly shattered by their helmets and fell backwards.

While the other soldiers heard the gunshots and turned around, Chen Mo kept his hands and quickly turned around, shooting at the most threatening target.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ……”

A continuous burst of gunfire rang out, each of which was accompanied by a soldier being shot and falling to the ground, and when the other soldiers turned around and raised their guns to aim at Chen Mo, the elevator door had already opened most of the time, Chen Mo raised his arms flat, and shot forward and on both sides one after another, while quickly rushing out of the elevator.

After rushing out of the elevator, Chen Mo's figure flashed rapidly, dodging the bullets fired around him, and at the same time shooting at the surrounding targets in various postures.

The power of the gun fighting technique was brought into full play, and every shot was shot to kill someone, but all the bullets fired were predicted by Chen Mo in advance and dodged.

These soldiers guarding the Pope were much more elite than the militants of the contraband trafficking organization outside the city, although they had killed a lot before they could react at first, Chen Mo still felt unprecedented pressure under the attack of the remaining twenty people.

With the physical fitness of the high-level priest he is deliberately maintaining now, it is only a relatively strong level among ordinary people, similar to the top special forces, under the siege of more than 20 elite soldiers, relying only on the calculation and deduction of gun fighting skills to dodge attacks, the pressure is very high, and the brain is running at a high speed all the time, and he does not dare to relax in the slightest.

However, this is exactly what Chen Mo wants, after this period of crazy combat training, his current level of gun fighting skills is comparable to John Pesston, the strongest among the high-level priests, but he feels that he has not reached the limit of gun fighting skills, but it is very difficult to continue to improve.

And these most elite soldiers of the Church who protect the Pope are the best training objects for him at the moment.

One soldier after another was killed by Chen Mo's bullets, but the manpower here has not decreased, but is gradually increasing.

With Chen Mo's killing, the soldiers guarding this floor were all attracted by the sound of gunfire, and a large number of soldiers poured out from the three passages on the opposite side, which was even faster than Chen Mo's incomparably fast killing speed.

Chen Mo had to cheer up, calculating various data faster, and trying to speed up the speed of kills to ensure that the number of people on the scene grew slowly.

As the number of soldiers on the scene increased, Chen Mo's pressure also increased, and the gun fighting skills were also used to the extreme, Chen Mo could clearly feel that his gun fighting skills were rapidly improving in this overloaded battle, in order to maintain this perfect "training" state, when the soldiers who arrived began to decrease, Chen Mo even deliberately only smashed the helmet without hurting people, so that they could take off the helmet and continue to fight.

And when all the more than thirty people present took off their helmets, Chen Mo began to attack their legs again.

These soldiers were all injected with the "Bocian" drug, and they didn't know how to be afraid at all, even if they were injured, they still stood against the wall, or knelt directly on the ground, and continued to attack Chen Mo.

The ground beside them was already full of dead soldiers, and the blood gushing from the corpses was spilling at their feet, but they were not affected in the slightest.

More than thirty people are already the limit of what the gun fighting technique can handle, and if there are more, the barrage of attacks is too dense, and there is no room to dodge at all.

At the beginning, Chen Mo still felt a lot of pressure, but later, as the battle progressed, the gun fighting skills became more and more proficient and profound, and it seemed that he had formed an instinct, and a complete set of automatic processing software was produced in his brain, all calculations were carried out automatically in his mind, the reaction speed became faster and faster, and the battle became easier and easier.

The gun fighting technique has finally been mastered in this high-intensity battle, and the power has also been greatly improved.

By the time Chen Mo felt that he could calmly deal with the current situation and his gun fighting skills were no longer improving, none of the soldiers at the scene were standing, all of them were shot in both legs, and they couldn't even rely on the wall, so they all knelt on the ground and attacked Chen Mo with their guns.

Chen Mo felt like he had come to the Dwarf Kingdom, and his tall figure kept flashing in a group of people who were a lot shorter than him, and he felt like he stood out from the crowd.

Since there was no longer a role to exercise, Chen Mo no longer wasted time and quickly killed all of these "dwarves".

The corpses of more than a hundred soldiers completely filled this otherwise spacious area, and the blood gushing out completely stained the entire ground red, like a sea of blood hell.

Chen Mo stepped on the corpses all over the ground and left the Shura battlefield in a pool of blood, and walked into the passage, leaving a bright red blood-colored footprint on the floor with every step.

Leaving behind the bloody footprints that gradually faded all the way, Chen Mo went all the way up, and finally came to the gate of the Pope's real residence.

It is a magnificent gate that is taller and heavier than the gate of the parliament, and behind this gate is the seat of the dictator of Libya, the faith of the Church, and the supreme pope.

Chen Mo is full of curiosity about the existence of the church and Libya who single-handedly created the church in the apocalypse of the nuclear war, and now, it is finally time to meet!

Chen Mo stepped forward and stretched out his hand to push open the door.

Until the gate was completely pushed open by Chen Mo, there was no attack or sneak attack.

Chen Mo was not surprised by this, and calmly walked in through the door.

It is a gorgeous and artistic rotunda, with beautiful and smooth precious marble spelling out various beautiful patterns on the ground, and a dozen marble columns more than one person thick are erected around the hall, firmly supporting the dome with magnificent zenith paintings above.

The walls behind the pillars are also entirely inlaid with turquoise marble, and two beautiful huge oil paintings hang from them.