"Landing landing!" The commanders of the Combine Army shouted, and the combat boats that were wandering in the river burst back to suppress the fire against the barrage, but the bodies under the ponchos and jackets were different, but the splashes of water were treated equally, and among the broken jade, the soldiers who climbed out of the water began to regroup!

"John Locke! You lead the team, break through the A staircase, go up, and knock out this flat-firing machine gun! Wet water droplets ran down the long black hair, under the bulletproof helmet, the non-commissioned officers raised their guns and fell, leaving watermarks one by one, killing mutant creatures who dared to block the way, and even the water ghost fish pulled out of the water and suffocated to death. The long-bearded officer wiped the dust from the floor plan of the building three or two times, and the lit flashlight accompanied the gunfire echoing in the building, pointing the way.

As soon as Sergeant Locke was ordered, he immediately pressed Altyn's heavy armor and carried a shotgun to open the way, and then dragged out of the armory box even if he fell into the water in a hurry, they didn't even turn on the light source, and they quietly reached the top, obviously, these are the third and fourth generations of post-war mixed-race humans who have evolved a shimmering radiation vision.

"The enemy is going to attack close to the shore!" Marco's call came over the walkie-talkie.

"God, you are my redeemer...... Simon ignored the beep over his shoulder, a red-hot shell crashed into the collection bag with a ripping hook, and Simon could see the side face of the technical sergeant operating the drone a few hundred meters away, hiding behind the curtain wall. This is a high-value target!

The trigger is pulled.

Not ringing.

In an instant, Simon slid his rifle and pulled it over, his elbow movement was like pulling out an afterimage, and in the blink of an eye, the unloading magazine and the magazine dialed the bolt in one go, and once again closed one eye, and the previous operator disappeared.

"Beep~" The blood mist sprayed McCandles's shoulder, and the commander of the purple poncho hurriedly flew into the water, and then the gunman's headless corpse collapsed softly, and he simply shouted in the lingua franca: "Enemy sniper!" Take cover! ”

"Give me great power, and I will give you all my glory." Simon coldly cocked his rifle and let the bullets rain behind him, but he still walked slowly to the next sniper nest, and it was only when he connected the communication and said, "I know, let them in." ”

"I'll take care of it."

The shotgun magazine twitched, and Locke shouted, "Reload!" He stroked his slender hair, calmly filled the one-headed bullet, and then pulled the gauntlet, the shield was crooked, the gun flames were blazing, and the critical hit was a super heavy bullet firmly nailed, and when the soldiers climbed step by step, who especially needed to make up for the unlucky living corpse.

"Close to ...... Approaching ......" swept more than twenty floors in one go, and the bloodthirsty living corpse shrank its head. Rao is an iron man who also needs to take a breath of relief, but Locke's team does not show any fatigue, because the machine gun and bazooka upstairs that perfectly prevent the home team's advance are close.

They exchanged glances, but their water-soaked uniforms were even wetter with sweat, and they emitted a smell of excitement mixed with stuffiness and hormones. Locker gestured, and everyone quickly pulled out the ceramic bulletproof shield and stuffed it into the chest and back of the first person who acted as a spearhead as much as possible. Locke leaned on the shoulders of the tall man with a submachine pistol, held his breath, and climbed step by step to the uninhabited tracks, but the steps revealed two completely different footprints.

"Breakthrough, breakthrough!" Mega pushed the soldier with his hand, and immediately flipped his wrist, and several stun bombs and fragmentation grenades were thrown into the machine gun corridor. A few loud noises, in the choking smoke and flickering, the spearhead and the door breaker rushed forward at the same time, taking the lead!

"Bang bang bang!" The soldiers who had killed the corner did not hesitate to shoot a round blindly, and the sound of machine guns was hoarse, but all of them opened their eyes, and there was no one on the side of Barrett and 2 who were dumped.

It's a remote-controlled weapon station.

Before he could react, a dumb tungsten steel dagger with a darker dark luster pierced the neck armor, and this thorn was so powerful and heavy! A stab actually pushed the spearhead to the back of the door with the door breaker.

"Contact!" Locke roared, reaching his waist for the self-defense pistol and pulling his legs, avoiding the bloodied spike in his neck, and heedlessly letting the doorbreaker howl and fall down the stairs. The thumb is a button!

Locke only saw a pair of cold blue pupils, and for a moment the murderous aura stagnated his heartbeat, so the next heartbeat, the wrist holding the gun was immediately grabbed by the owner of the blue pupils, as if it was a steel tong, and he "snapped" the pistol down.

"Pong!" Locke was about to fight back, but his opponent hit him with a straight knee, grabbed him by the collar and lifted him diagonally over his shoulder, and slashed backwards.

Locke suddenly felt that the world was turned upside down, and he struggled to get up in severe pain, and when he looked up, he saw the scene of his companion being unloaded by a photo. The shape of the blue eyes moved within a small square meter, as if it was allowed to be applied by its fists and feet, all of them returned with fierce fists and feet, and in a dozen and a kick, it was flesh and blood!

"Tom!" Where can there be three people in the narrow corridor, and in the blink of an eye, four or five people were beaten by the blue pupils, and the soldiers in the back row took this opportunity to finally find a chance to shoot.

The "?......" was immediately peeled off and mottled by the old wall, carrying gunpowder gas and "blizzard", bullets slashed across the cheeks, rubbed blood, passed through the fingers, and hit the belt on the side. The god of killing, who had overturned several people in one stop, turned all the way and leaped into the corridor.

As soon as Locke got up, he was about to grab the pistol at his feet, and as soon as he touched the handle of the gun, there was a direct shadow, and his five fingers pierced his heart in pain, and before he could shout, he was thrown upside down by a big kick. The whole person sat down next to the radiator.

The ricocheting bullets in the corridor burst out with a staggered glow, but after all, there was more room for siege, and a few machine gun holes that had been deliberately dug out between the corridors seeped into the rain and daylight. Through the broken glass all over the ground, the light of the two gold and iron knives was refracted.

Simon flicked back the palm of a man's hand, clasped it tightly to force him to misalign the pistol, fired several shots aimlessly, and then with a slight force of his feet, he easily pressed the man into the closet, and another glass explosion. Seeing that the two were at a stalemate, another soldier who had been kicked down staggered and rushed towards him. Simon resisted the third person and slammed the belly, but also a low kick, and the unreserved kick of the military boots nailed with non-cleats was more than a word?

As soon as his left foot stepped back, Simon's right foot was released, and he slammed his forehead and stomped on his right foot! The standoff soldier screamed, and Simon smashed the closet with his head.

"Boom!" Bumped down and bounced back, the man never had to stand up again, Simon clenched his fist and let go. The silent need not speak.

It's just that the palm of the hand is slightly raised and hung flat, and the four fingers are bent.

Let the horses come.