The big man who took the lead staggered over with a lewd smile on his face. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Yo, I haven't seen it, where did the new lady come from, the skin is pretty good."

As he spoke, this guy stretched his paw to Celia's face, looking like he wanted to rub a handful of oil, Celia's face quickly turned cold, we have all seen this senior sister's sharp skills, this guy seems to don't want to leave if he doesn't let some blood tonight.

But none of us noticed that Bang Bang, who was on the side, took the last sip of coffee slowly, and then suddenly burst out, smashing half of the coffee cup with a blow, clasping the little leader's wrist, and stabbing the sharp corners into the back of his hand, piercing through the other end, and piercing into the wooden table with a "tuk" sound.

, it hurts a little bit.

The leader of the big man screamed and knelt directly to the ground, Celia flew up and swept on the big man's calf very tacitly, his leg bones burst out with a strange sound, almost bent to ninety degrees, and he knelt on the ground screaming. The other younger brothers around us were dumbfounded, staring at us with drunken eyes, but at this time we were stupid, and we didn't even know what to do, and the atmosphere was very strange for a while.

No way, speaking of which, we are also people who have been on the battlefield, but it was all in the mecha through a camera to control the robotic arm to fire, and now suddenly we are asked to draw our own guns and kill people, but we all lack this experience.

"Damn, what are you doing, the!"

Yang Ge had already drawn his pistol and took the lead in killing a bandit, and when he saw us standing still stupidly, he immediately shouted angrily.

We finally reacted at this time, but the bandits had already reflected, unloaded the automatic rifle from the shoulder, aimed at us is a wild sweep, the whole café was immediately chaotic, we were so frightened that we hurriedly fell to the ground, at the critical moment, Yang Ge's performance was very brave, this guy casually shot the head of the little leader, snatched an automatic rifle from his shoulder, a pistol, an automatic rifle in the other, and fired fiercely.

"Come on, come on, come on, let me die!"

The flames flew out, the gunfire illuminated Yang Ge's bloodstained face, and the bandits screamed miserably, falling down one after another, and died in less than ten seconds.

Except for second-rate shootout films, this is the first time I have seen such a high killing efficiency.

The empty magazine fell to the ground, and Yang Ge spat disdainfully,

"Phew, a pile of garbage, this level dares to come out and be a bandit......... Hey, what's that sound? ”

In the farther direction, the roar of the engine continued.

"Cut, sure enough, the Hound Gang Patrol," Xiaobei jumped up, the guy regained his composure, and it seemed that everything was within the scope of his calculations, "All staff, retreat!" ”

After that, this kid picked up his duffel bag and ran away from the window, and we quickly picked up our luggage and followed Xiaobei out of the window to the street. By this time, the roar of engines in the streets was becoming clearer and clearer, interspersed with sporadic gunshots, and we dragged our heavy luggage through the streets, the sound of heavy panting echoing in the silent air, like pulling bellows.

We still have plenty of stamina, but after all, we can't outrun the wheels on two legs, and we are all a little anxious to see the patrol of the hound group getting closer and closer, in addition to the roar of the engine, accompanied by the rhythmic footsteps approaching from behind.

It would be nice if there were mechas.

A thought crossed my mind, and I had never realized that I had lost that heavy armor to be so fragile and vulnerable.

"Hey, are you going straight to hell if you run like this, just fuck these bastards!"

Yang Ge was the first to jump up and shouted, this girl was really furious, she picked up the automatic rifle and was about to start, the pervert hurriedly stopped and dragged this battle maniac to escape, and it was also thanks to this guy that he had so much strength.

Xiaobei, who rushed to the front, was muttering something.

"Soon, soon, soon, it should be this point, come out, come out, come out, come out!"

I was about to curse what the hell the hell the guy was doing, when suddenly, several armed cars rushed out of the street, and the snow-white lighting column pierced our eyes for a while.

A man's head poked out of the armed car and shouted.

"Damn, where did you come from, looking for death!"

Xiaobei shouted eagerly.

"Officer, Officer, there are people from the Hound Regiment chasing us, please help no matter what!"

The guy was startled.

"What, Hound Bunch, don't joke with me, this is our White Turban Gang's ......."

Before he could speak, the parapet wall on the corner of the street was destroyed in an instant, and two [Tsar Scimitars] rushed out with murderous energy, the electronic eyes flashed fiercely, and the huge 37mm machine gun fired frantically at us.

This meeting was more useful than any explanation, and the fellow immediately exclaimed:

"Get in the car, get in the car!"

We immediately got into two armed vehicles, which were made of civilian off-road vehicles with light armor and weapons, which were much more spacious than the average military vehicle, and could be crammed into a pile of packages and people.

The wheels of the armed convoy rubbed frantically against the ground, sending up clouds of white smoke, and all the vehicles turned their heads sharply and retreated desperately, the action was so violent that the huge inertia almost threw my brain to the skull.

"Damn, can't you slow down?" I clutched my head and shouted.

"Slow down and you'll be dead!"

Amid the shouts and curses of the guy, the [Tsar's Scimitar] fire rained down on the gunned vehicle, and the violent explosion almost turned the street over, and at any moment it smashed on the light armor of the hull with a series of muffled sounds.

No words can describe this horror, and the guy can't care less about scolding his mother and focusing all his energy on the two mechanical monsters behind him.

If only there was a mecha at this time.

Once again, I couldn't help but think that even the most honest [Guta] was much stronger than this thin-skinned matchbox.

Machine guns and recoilless guns fired in unison, and the streets were filled with fire, creating dazzling tracks, but most of them were either flying in the air or smashing into the streets, bursting into a messy fire, and the [Tsar's Scimitar] continued to advance.

I couldn't bear the firepower of this pit father, and rushed to the makeshift battery of the armed car.

"Damn, do you know how to use machine guns? How to fight to the sky! ”

The pit gunner, who was pouting and shooting, and his eyes were not on the sights, was still unconvinced.

"You can do it, you can come, don't **."

Very good, that's what I'm waiting for.

I grabbed the guy by the collar and carried him back to the cockpit, and dragged the machine gun in front of me while securing the lower slide, at this time, a row of shells flew directly over my head with a strong cannonball wind, and my scalp exploded, and then I remembered that I didn't have a thick armor plate to protect me now, just a big meatball, and a mecha machine gun grazing could easily into meat sauce.

If only there was a mecha at this time.

I tried to get rid of this frustrating thought, and after hastily correcting my sights, I fired a test shot across the machine gun, but it was slightly crooked, and only hit the shoulder armor of the [Tsar's Scimitar], which was rushing forward, and all of them were bounced off after bursting out of a spark, and [Tsar's Scimitar] slowed down slightly in surprise.

This also gave me a lot of encouragement, because I found that the mechs on the other side were better than me, and after being hit, they were stupid enough to continue running in a straight line.

The armed car sprinted wildly, and the fierce wind pressed my eyeballs and nose, making it extremely difficult to breathe and see, and I could only feel the two behemoths that were chasing me.

"Da Da Da"

As soon as I pulled the trigger all the way down, a huge fireball erupted from the muzzle of the gun, and pieces of fire flew out from the muzzle of the gun, slamming into the abdomen of the [Tsar's Scimitar] who was rushing at the front.

The 12.7mm bullet was the most powerful squad support weapon in the old century, but it was obviously unable to deal with the armored target, and only slightly repelled the target.

"Da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da."

My fingers never took more than half a second off the trigger, almost connecting to the trigger, running at full force like a fully loaded turret, driving the muzzle of the gun to quickly switch between two angles, slamming the mech's torso and interfering with the mech's judgment.

Once approached, it's death!

I knew this very well, I never felt that much pressure, and I could only desperately drive myself to pin my attention to the machine gun, nail the discharged bullets, and shoot at the two mechs together like catharsis.

The footsteps of the two [Tsar's scimitars] were visibly hindered.

"Click"

Suddenly, a strange sound cut into my eardrums, and the machine gun was dumbfounded for a moment.

Empty warehouse hang-up!

I was so fast that I had already swept away a magazine, but I couldn't even remember how to reload it, because it was all automatically controlled by the computer on the mech.

In just a few seconds, [Tsar's Scimitar] was approaching at high speed.

"Da Da Da"

Suddenly, the heavy machine gun on the side opened fire, and with a single burst of strafing slashed straight through the mech's head, a spark was carved out of the bulging head, and [Tsar's scimitar] retreated in terror.

I turned my head to look and found that the pervert had already drilled into the turret at some point, and he also manipulated the machine gun to fire at the mecha, and shouted at me against the wind while firing: "Hey, Wenxiu, look at it, sometimes it's useless to fight fiercely, and hitting accurately is the king." ”

"Pretend to be your mother, give me a few seconds first."

Turning my excitement into scolding, I picked up the new magazine as fast as I could, and when I finished reloading, the machine gun roared again.

"Reload!"

"Shoot!"

"Reload!"

“…….”

In the shouts of the two of us, the two machine guns fired alternately, and the accuracy and ferocity of the satyr's shooting made up for the shortcomings of my overly rough strafing, forming a dense firepower, leaving the hounds of the mechs with no chance to take advantage of it.

"Boom"

Suddenly, a ball of fire exploded in the street, just at the foot of a [Tsar's Machete], a mechanical leg flew into the sky, and the mecha staggered down, followed by a continuous explosion, and the mecha was cut into several pieces by the explosion fire in the blink of an eye.

The remaining [Tsar's Scimitar] was frightened, and only then did he realize that he had rushed too hard, and hurriedly braked, turning his head and fleeing.

"Goo-dong"

The pervert and I collapsed back into the carriage at the same time, the high-intensity fighting and nervous emotions severely drained our physical strength, and now as soon as we relaxed, we immediately collapsed.

"Hey, by the way, what the hell is this place?"

At this time, the little brother who brought us over finally sat up straight from the co-pilot's seat, put down his hat on his head, and gasped and said, "The headquarters of the Iron Depot People's Regiment is also the headquarters of the White Turban Gang. ”