Whew~" Simon let out a sigh of relief, the revolver nest spun rapidly, Simon took out Magnum from his trouser pocket and filled it in, stuck the trigger, and stood with his gun in his hand.

The sound of the grenade ring rang in Simon's ears, and Simon silently counted the detonation as he shot with his instinct as he poked his revolver a little away. The explosion-proof shield suddenly "poofed" and sounded, and a pair of blood-stained steel boots stepped on the flat warhead and advanced indifferently.

"Hiss......" Simon gasped, pulled his hand and looked, that is, it was bloody, and before he could react, several grenades rolled even more, Simon subconsciously kicked his legs and kicked directly, but after being held in his hand by the Combine soldiers for a few seconds, the grenade just kicked into the air. But it exploded!

"Uh......" At the last moment, Simon turned and pounced, and his face fell through, cold sweat on his forehead, and he lost several grenades to the dilapidated furniture behind him, and so many steel balls also pierced those bodies that were not covered by body armor.

Hesitating in pain will only pay a greater price, Simon listened to the footsteps, pulled out his gun and shot directly at the wall, and for a moment the wall debris flew, the bullets shot through a wall were of course extremely weakened, and the bullets that burst into them also hit the soldiers with a turn of their guns. The gunner, standing behind the shield, fired with a short swoop. On the other hand, he learned a lesson, and the muzzle of the gun sealed all possible directions for Simon.

It's nothing more than a corridor! There can be several patterns!

"Boom!" At the same moment as the rifle flames erupted, the wall burst open. Close enough that the gunner could see the pupils of the swooper! So he roared and pulled the trigger, and a large cloud of orange flame erupted towards the incoming black shadow. However, even the spark multiplied by the angry steel can't stop a contemptuous person who treats death as a daily routine!

The bullet shot at Simon without reservation, and when it entered his ears, it was full of "clanging bells!" It was just a momentary hesitation, Simon was still colored, the revolver spun around, and Magnum bulleted the gunman to the ground in the stomach and fell to the ground. Ignoring the pain in his abdomen like a knife stabbing fire, Simon got down on one knee and slammed his hardest elbow with his hardest elbow to stand tall and his shotgun still aimed at the soldier in front of him.

"Crunch!"

Immediately screamed, Simon's elbow was more than powerful? Seeing that the man's calves were lying on his stomach and bending strangely, Simon's arm was fixed. "Bang!" The last revolver cut a hole in the gunman's eyebrows, and the tips of his right fingers, which were not holding the gun, were slightly protruding, and he shot at the fallen soldier.

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Hitting the left temple impartially, the man swept forward like a spring.

In the face of this ruthless man who turned over and killed decisively, the Combine soldiers behind aroused the ferocity that was not very hidden, and simply ignored whether there were any teammates in front of him who survived, and the rifle was raised and fired! Begun!

Simon would not be stupid enough to really take his shoulder and carry it hard, even if he inserted the heaviest bulletproof porcelain plate before the battle, it was impossible to eat a full round of magazines, even if the bulletproof porcelain plate was lucky enough to carry it, dozens of kilojoules of kinetic energy were enough to shock his internal organs to burst.

To force the Combine soldiers to do this, Simon's ferocity can be imagined, he didn't retreat, he didn't retreat, he roared, rolled on the spot, and the bullets even bounced on his helmet, but after all, he couldn't stop it!

Near!

Simon slashed his rifle. "Papa~" Gray snow fell in an instant, compared to pure physical strength, even if it was not strengthened by Hydra, these soldiers who had spread from a small radiation toxin could not stand up to Monica's "son-in-law". Almost instantly, Simon grabbed the barrel of the gun and pulled and swirled. The soldier on the opposite side immediately burst into blood, pointing at the muzzle of the gun in front of him, but suddenly aimed at his own neck.

He saw a pair of blazing steel-blue eyes.

"Puff puff puff ......" bullets penetrate fabrics, flesh, bones, and then the fabric on the reverse side. Before this discharge, it rotated, and a small warhead of tens of grams carried ten thousand mighty forces. It doesn't take a fraction of what it takes to be tens of centimeters ago.

The blood exploded into a fog, and Simon even flicked the gunner's shoulder, as if teaching a recruit to practice target shooting, clasping his hand and pulling the trigger with his index finger.

A blood line.

It wasn't until the last bullet in the magazine ran out that the last soldier, who had been beaten in half by his own rifle, fell to his knees. "Squeak squeak~" Could it be that the rats can't wait to start the feast?

Maybe.

Simon threw down his rifle, and the shieldmen who were facing him also abandoned their cobweb-covered shields, shouting at each other, drawing their guns, and hedge!

Shoot!

"Click! Click! ”

Two soft sounds, two people froze, one did not bullet, and one person stuck.

"Ah!!h A handful

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The silver-plated and lacquered python revolver was in the middle of the door, and a tactical black Browning was at the same time, with all the guns and grenades.

Only the blade.

Running wildly on each other, each of them strives to increase their speed to the highest speed at the moment of collision. With every step Simon, the floor trembles, and if this were a gallery, I'm afraid the wooden floor would have been hollowed out!

"Tom!"

Simon's shoulders were light, and a figure shot backwards like a cannonball, hitting the wall and bouncing back. Simon indifferently casually stabbed the saber in his arm, penetrated the flesh very deeply, pulled out a visible drop of red blood, and then stroked it, and quietly disappeared.

Simon crouched in front of the bloodied soldier, as if he was watching him, but it wasn't, it was just the dying vision of the soldier with his chest sunken in his life. Simon straightened him, reached out and unfastened his body armor, changed into a soldier's, picked up an AR rifle and python revolver that had fallen to the ground, and inserted the magazines into the tactical vest one by one.

Looking at the past, Simon was the only one standing.

"Hey......" Simon pulled the bolt as the dying soldier moaned as he spat out blood bubbles, as if he wanted to say something. Like what? Is it a curse? Curse this demon who has wiped out an entire team in a few minutes and hurry to hell? Or is it just a meaningless voice?

"Bang ......" was Simon's answer, and the soldier had an extra bullet hole in his eyebrows, and the last shot reverberated in the corridor, as if the enamel was illuminated between the flames of the gun, revealing a portrait, perhaps a gallery.

It doesn't matter, though.

Simon gasped for breath with every staircase he walked. Up to the upper echelons of the initial engagement. The gale of the high-rise building seeped through the cracks, blowing blood droplets out of the pools of blood. "Ahem, ahem, ahem......" Simon had just touched the sniper rifle when he heard several strange sounds in the depths of the hallway. But Simon didn't even blink his eyelids, and took a sniper stance, coldly searching for any exposed target in the river below.

There was a "beep" sound. It means that Simon has harvested another life. The sound of a painful cough was still heard, and Simon walked to the adjacent sniper point with his sniper rifle in hand, so he could see Sergeant Locke sitting slumped at the closet coughing.

Simon bent down, picked up a palm-sized piece of glass slag next to his feet, and shook his waist with force. "Poof~" The glass slag immediately pierced Locke's eye socket.

Killed on the spot.

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