"Save ammunition." Astrid commanded through the built-in walkie-talkie, and the Poseidon infantry fanned out around them retracted the M47 one after another, and directly raised their steel armor punches and slashed at the ghouls' heads, only a small number of exoskeleton soldiers were still holding shotguns to control the number of ghouls pouring into the hall.

A sharp light slashed through the dusty hall, and several ghouls that had broken through the side door were instantly cut off, and the wriggling corpses were ruthlessly trampled by the infantry.

Astrid was expressionless, but no one could see her face clearly through the full-face helmet, and she slapped away the guy who was in the way with a "bang" of her palm, twisting her body slightly, using her toes as the shaft, and the manganese steel long knife out of the sheath suddenly swept through the thousands of troops.

Everyone's heartbeat seemed to skip a beat, and time seemed to be cut away by this slash for a moment. Thin red lines flickered, and Astrid had already put his knife back into its sheath, and the heavy T-51 solo mecha shook and jumped in horror as the gray-black blood flowing from the ground fell to the ground when its right leg landed.

Astrid didn't care about the calls of his subordinates behind him, and let the tide of ghouls tap in vain on the armor, except for the rotten juice that would make Astrid feel sick, those rotten ghouls who had passed for tens or hundreds of years couldn't even rub off the paint of the individual mech.

"You like to wear red coats, don't you?" Looking down at a red-clad ghoul in front of him who was constantly ramming the mech, Astrid muttered. Time has passed, and the red vest has long been embedded in the ghoul's body, looking like a postmodernist painter's random smudge on a black canvas.

Holding out both hands to hold down the struggling red-clothed ghoul, just as her sister held out her hands to hold down her disobedient brother, a smile appeared on Astrid's face shrouded in the armor.

When the follow-up infantry finished dealing with the ghouls who were numerous, but had no combat power in the face of mechas, and rushed to Astrid, the tenacious Poseidon warriors couldn't help but shudder, and stood solemnly at the side with their heads down, not daring to raise their heads slightly.

With an indifferent face, the squeaky and hoarse ghoul with broken vocal cords in his hand was torn in the center like a rag doll, and the rotten internal organs that had become juice spilled on the floor like knocking over a pot of expired borscht, however

The ghoul can stay alive as long as it has a head, so this ghoul is still squeaking.

After a moment of silence, Astrid lifted her foot and kicked the concrete wall and slipped through it.

"Clean quietly."

The infantrymen, who heard the order from the built-in intercom, rushed through the broken walls, and the unfortunate man who was last in line wanted to cry without tears, because he was the one who finally carried out Astrid's orders.

He couldn't use a gun, only a mech, and throughout the hall, dozens of ghouls with heads and bodies, or whose bodies had been torn in half by Astrid, were still wriggling incessantly.

Cleaning quietly.

Walking up the stairs that should have accumulated dust for a long time, Astrid pinched and blew up the heads of several ghouls along the way, and just walked up to the third floor of the hospital

At the first moment of being knocked down, Astrid immediately activated AATS, and through the light film that reduced the time rate, it was seen that a large ghoul hunter was lurking around the corner, and it was obvious that the cunning variant heard Astrid's heavy sound going upstairs.

His heart tightened suddenly, and the overdrive reaction made it clear to Astrid against the oncoming opponent. Hundreds of years lurking in the shadows is the ghost hunter who has degraded his vision, but has a pair of exposed eardrums like pitch-black batwing wings, even if this is the seventh floor, this ghoul hunter can accurately distinguish the tactical catwalk on the first floor.

When Astrid was a girl, her biggest dream was to be a girl like Hermione Granger, elegant and reserved, brave and fearless, and most importantly, two wonderful boys who spoiled her at all times. When facing Voldemort, dare to cast a spell loudly and die loudly!

Voldemort's bloody kiss cracked through the base of his ear, and his flat nostrils were filled with white canine teeth. This is the Ghoul Hunter, and even though this is Hogwarts, there is no Harry's staff.

In the overload time of hundredths of a second, Astrid quickly swung his most powerful right fist, and the active combat system was activated, and a jet of air erupted from the arm.

In a fraction of a second, Iron Fist slammed into the ghoul hunter's claws before they slammed into the mech's gap.

The taut string loosened, and the ghoul hunter was flipped over with a punch, and the force of the spiral even threw it face down, and in a few heartbeats, Astrid completed the counterattack from passive to active!

Clutching the fishbone braid, overloaded again, Astrid jumped sideways with the power of the rebound, this time she was on top!

The right fist has not yet broken away from the ghoul hunter's smashed sunken chest, and as soon as he bows slightly, his left hand has already reached out of the long knife behind his back, and he has practiced the sheath in vain!

Why didn't Hermione dare hold the Gryffindor Sword! It's not about blood, it's not about boys and girls! It's just about courage!

The AATS finished overloading, and the extra jetpack burst out with a blazing current, forcing Astrid to continue to retreat, replaced by a decisive slash of the manganese steel long knife!

As soon as the ghoul hunter's grim green body touched the gray-black floor, its skin began to change the color of the environment, and almost in the blink of an eye, the grim green color was about to turn to a flawless gray-black.

In the blink of an eye, Astrid's long knife had split the ghoul hunter's head in half from head to tail! The speed was so fast that the ghoul hunter with intact skin was still changing color, and when the change was complete and he was ready to flee, the ghoul hunter "poofed" and his head turned into four equal pieces, yes, Astrid slashed twice!

By the time the infantry that followed realized that Astrid had been raided, their commander had already finished the battle.

With a flick of the long knife and a drop of blood into its sheath, Astrid turned his head and glanced at the unresponsive knights. Attacked, punched, back, forward, drawn, stabbed, all in one go, with the help of the AATS system, it only took three seconds at most for Astrid to completely kill a distorted ghoul hunter that everyone talked about.

"Go ahead, we're going to find more BP, printer cartridges, take away as much as possible!" Astrid said, holding her caseless rifle, the white light of a dozen headlamps startling countless mutant creatures, hula and rushing into the deep night.

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