Valen hurriedly took out several grenades, bit off the caps, pulled the line of fire and threw them indiscriminately.

Cover your ears with your hands, and immediately turn around and lie down.

Just like he had just avoided the damage of the grenade, it was the same.

This situation is like setting off fireworks when I was a child, and I was afraid and loved at the same time.

This guy doesn't look at three or five big coarse, but he is quite smart, he learns quite quickly, and he seems to have a good understanding.

If this is in the army, he must be a good soldier.

The grenade let out a burst of roar, and the monster didn't have time to scream, and it was all reimbursed.

The remaining few are also stumps and broken arms, and they are struggling on the ground, and they are no longer in the climate.

Staying where you are is waiting for death, and you can only run to temporarily avoid the attacks of more monsters.

"Let's go! Rush out! ”

The grenade explosion point is not far away, and the space is too narrow, presumably Valen's ears are ringing, so he can only shout loudly.

The old third tube in his hand kept spitting rays to sweep away the remnants.

"Wait a minute!"

Valen slashed his hand and smoothed the two bullet belts, wrapping them around his body haphazardly.

Deeply afraid that the cartridge belt would slip due to running, he held the cannon and clamped the cartridge belt with the help of the gun.

The running posture is extremely indecent, no less than the kind that can't hold back and runs wildly, covering your buttocks and running wildly.

In the panic, I still don't forget to look at the "little things" I carry with me to see if they are still there.

The two of them ran wildly down the corridor.

"Bang, bang, bang~"

The sound of footsteps came from the end of the corridor.

The voice was dull and dragged, gradually becoming clear as the two of them ran.

Grabbing Valen's body, Mark shouted, "Not good! We ran in the wrong direction and there was something on the other side. ”

The pace was heavy, and the dust fell with it.

The corridor is in an arc, and the searchlight on the helmet already illuminates its figure.

Under the light mapping, the dragged shadow is pulled into a vulture......

The heavy steps became clearer and clearer, and the sound was like a drum, beating the heart, and there was a feeling of nausea that was about to come out.

Driven by the rhythm of drums, those monsters that had been scattered began to gather again.

In addition to the vicious curse sound still coming from their mouths, some of the monsters were encouraged by the heavy footsteps and appeared to be extremely excited.

They clamored their uneasy emotions, their voices trembling with excitement, and they screamed bitterly:

"It's coming! It's coming~ It's coming...... Your time of death has come. Quack quack ......"

Eerie laughter reverberated through the corridors, making the atmosphere even more eerie.

Fearless of the slaughter of the Gatling cannons, the monsters craved to the top of the cloister, menacing and almost mad.

The two had to slow down their rout, only to turn around and kill the swarming monsters.

After throwing several grenades at the monsters, the explosion of the grenades caused the Gatling in Valen's hand to breathe fire like madness.

Click! ~

The cannons continued to fire, and these self-defeating monsters began to fall like rags.

Crumbs of minced meat mixed with a rain of blood scattered on the walls of the corridor, and the smell of blood filled the limited space of the corridor.

The flesh was blurred, the limbs were bursting, the moans were incessant, and the scene was almost disgusting.

"It's grandma!"

Under the roar of the machine guns, Valen's face was hideous, and he shouted: "Come on! You stinky ants, all die! ”

Things are far from being as simple as thought, this group of monsters that seem to have come to their deaths is really delaying time so that the huge monster with heavy footsteps can catch up with the two of them.

As they wished, the footsteps were getting closer and closer.

At this moment, Valen was installing the elastic belt, and beads of sweat continued to ooze from his forehead, dripping with the swing of his movements.

"Hurry up, I can't hold it anymore." Mark shouted as he cleaned up the remnants of the monster with the old third pipe.

Fortunately, the old third tube does not need to aim, as long as the direction is roughly correct, the one who touches it will die.

By the time Varun looked up, it was too late......

A half-man, half-horse monster appeared.

The horn is pointed and elongated, and the end is at the top of the forehead.

The upper limbs have four arms.

Two are hugging, and the other two are clenching their fists.

The palms and fists are pinched together, and the knuckles are rattling.

This action makes the muscles more tense, and all of them show the strength of the strength.

Upon seeing the two of them, the monster stretched out its claws as it walked, the tips of which touched the walls, creating long scratches.

"Giggle~"

The grinning grin, the monster's sharp tongue rolled, constantly licking the tip of its nose, and its expression was twisted with excitement because of the imminent slaughter.

"What the fuck is this?"

Seeing that the monster actually looked so terrible, Valen's heart was furious, and in a panic, he had already loaded his ammunition belt, and picked up the machine gun and fired fiercely.

"Die, monster!"

The long-silent cannon roared again, accompanied by Varen's mad roar.

"All ......"

The entire cartridge belt poured out.

The monster did not dodge, and used its four arms as a shield to block the large number of bullets fired from the cannon.

The arm is thick and thick, and after the bullet is embedded, the arm is like a honeycomb, and several places on the body that have not been blocked are shot by the machine gun with bullet holes the size of fists.

Bullet holes flipped out, blood gurgling, but that didn't stop it from moving forward.

After sticking out his tongue and licking the blood, the monster's face was full of intoxication.

It was as if the scarlet blood was as delicious as a sweet wine.

looked contemptuous, stared at the two of them reluctantly, and never moved away from the beginning to the end.

The corners of his mouth are slightly raised, and his posture is like that of a bobcat to a mouse about to devour, playing between the palms.

Jingle bell~

The last shell casing fell to the ground.

The crisp sound of bouncing and the "snort" of the Gatling cannon turning on its own are still in my ears.

Valen, however, was stunned by what he saw.

The monster's body is struggling to squeeze out the warhead.

The warheads are constantly falling, as dense as fried beans.

Not good!

The monster's wounds heal far faster than the lizardmen.

In a few moments, the wound was healed as before, and the monster was complacent.

Faced with this strange scene, the two stood on the ground.

"Hmph~Hmph~Hmph~"

The laughter is contemptuous, the smile is dull, and the laughter is slow......

Annoying! This monster is so arrogant.

The old third pipe is about to shoot.

Pheas......

With a scream, a winged humanoid monster suddenly popped out of the hole next to the cloister.

Although it was nowhere near as big as the one on the throne, it was still very fast.

Before he could shoot, he had already pounced and snatched it.

"Bang! ~”

The muzzle of the gun is raised, deviating from the target of the shot.

The ceiling was shot at, and the concrete blocks kept falling, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Mark is entangled with "Birdman".

Woo~ "Birdman" flapped his wings and screamed violently.

However, his strength was too small, and the "Birdman" used his hands and feet at the same time, constantly flapping his wings and obstructing the opponent's vision.

"The Kansas Warriors Never Fear!"

Dropping the cannon to the ground, he grabbed the shriveled plate armor as a shield, and wielded the axe as Valen prepared to fight.

"Bang!"

The sound was dull.

Valen threw it like a rag doll.

The shield fell, muffled.

The shriveled plate armor protruded from a huge fist print that was deeply concave.

"Valen! ~" shouted loudly, hoping that he could respond to himself.

The only answer was an echo.

"Birdman" is really hateful and entangled, making it impossible for him to shoot.

In a trance, a black shadow suddenly struck.

Before Mark could react, he received a huge hammer-like blow to his chest.

The body flew straight out like a kite with a broken string.