After hearing the gunshot, Frankenstein did not immediately go out to check, but first put his hand into his arms, took out two red and black gloves, handed one of them to Zhang Luo, and brought the other one himself.

"What is this?" Zhang Luo asked.

"Press the switch to block the bullets." Frankenstein spares words as much as usual.

Zhang Luo put the glove on his right hand, then pressed the switch on his wrist with his left hand, and pressed his right hand to the metal bulkhead beside him.

Before he touched the bulkhead, he felt as if his hand was blocked by something, and he couldn't move forward when he stopped at a distance of about ten centimeters from the bulkhead, Zhang Luo took a deep breath and pressed it hard.

"Bang!"

After a loud bang, he pressed a handprint four times magnified on the solid metal bulkhead, which looked like the legendary "Divine Palm".

"Hah, that's good." Zhang Luo smiled slightly.

――The principle of this glove is to create a strong magnetic field "shield" in front of it, and with this thing, you can block bullets with your bare hands like NEO in "The Matrix".

"The test product has a limited amount of power, and it can only be used for twenty minutes." Frankenstein gestured to the gloves on his hand and walked in the direction where the gunshots were coming from.

As soon as he turned the corner, blood appeared in sight, and three bodies covered with bullet holes fell in the aisle, one of which was still twitching slightly.

Unlike the dead men, all three were dressed in frogmen's dark blue costumes, with thermal mirrors on their foreheads and black SCAR assault rifles dropping from their hands.

Seeing the dress of these corpses, Zhang Luo instantly understood where they came from:

"SEALs?"

The full name of SCAR is "SOF-COMBAT-ASSAULT-RIFLE", which is a firearm specially customized for special forces, and it is obviously impossible for ordinary soldiers to be equipped with this weapon.

"It was an automatic machine gun that killed them." Frankenstein looked up at the smoking barrel of the gun diagonally ahead.

Two silver M134 six-barreled aviation machine guns were erected diagonally in front of the corridor, the barrels still slowly rotating. In the face of the frantic firepower of this firearm, even if it is equipped with the most high-end body armor, it will be instantly beaten into a sieve.

"Well, and someone escaped." Zhang Luo added.

If you think about it on your toes, you know that the three people who died here certainly could not be the entire strength of a SEAL team. After the loss of three people, the rest of the soldiers should have been withdrawn from here. Since that's the case......

"Can you help me stop the bullet?" Zhang Luo set his eyes on the walkie-talkie that was still intact on one of the corpses: "I want to 'talk' with them." ”

Frankenstein nodded, strode forward, raised his gloved left hand, and aimed his fingers at the two machine guns in front of him.

"Buzz!"

The six barrels that had begun to slow down rotated again, and with a piercing roar, the flames erupted and lit up the entire aisle.

In the face of the wave of death of thousands of bullets per minute, Frankenstein was still as calm as usual, and even yawned, stood in place and blocked all the bullets with the invisible shield made by the glove, and looked back at Zhang Luodao:

"Hurry up, I can't stop it."

Zhang Luo forcefully tore off the walkie-talkie hanging on the corpse's chest and the wireless headset on his ear, and seeing that the bullet in front of Frankenstein was about to create a brass-colored wall, he immediately stood up and rushed around the corner, entering the safe range that the bullet could not reach.

Under the deafening sound of gunfire, Zhang Luo put on headphones that were still stained with blood, but he could only hear the "rustling" sound of noise interference, as if there was no signal at all.

-- Is it signal interference?

He was about to continue trying to use the walkie-talkie to contact the SEALs, when he suddenly felt a tingling in his scalp, and a sense of foreboding spread through his body like a virus, causing his body temperature to drop.

Enemy attack!

When the "ghost premonition" took effect, Zhang Luo turned his head to look at the other side suddenly, only to see a ghostly dark blue figure, which had quietly approached his side, and the saber flashing cold light in his hand stabbed at his waist!

Between the lightning and flint, Zhang Luo turned on the switch of the magnetic glove, and then there was a "strong King Kong palm", which was aimed at the saber in the enemy's hand without any fancy and pressed it!

"Bell!"

The saber in the opponent's hand came off his hand and hit the bulkhead with a crisp sound. But the guy didn't stop attacking, but directly stretched out his hands and grabbed them at his throat.

"Why do humans hurt each other?" Zhang Luo said and stretched out his right hand violently, and the latter came first, directly choking the other party's throat, and then twisted it mercilessly!

After a click, the man in the frogman costume lost his strength and his hands hung limply. As soon as Zhang Luo's hand was released, he slid down like a noodle and fell to the ground without moving.

"SEAL guys...... It's pretty impressive. Looking at the corpse beside him, Zhang Luo said in a low voice.

He knew very well that if he had been attacked by this person before the train incident, he would probably have gone to the west without even having time to react. Fortunately, his current strength and agility are much stronger than ordinary people, and with the "ghost premonition" skill of predicting danger, he can complete such a counter-kill.

"Are you alright?" Frankenstein's voice came from the left-hand side, and the disturbing gunfire finally stopped after she was out of range of the automatic machine gun.

"It's not a big deal, but the SEALs want to attack me." Zhang Luo said lightly, raising the walkie-talkie in his hand: "There seems to be strong signal interference here." ”

"I found out." Frankenstein gestured to his white forehead.

"Why didn't you say it earlier, so that we didn't cut off contact with the people outside......" Zhang Luo reluctantly threw away the walkie-talkie, and the conversation changed: "But this is also a good thing, because the SEALs can't communicate with the headquarters, since the people outside don't know the situation inside, we can rest assured that we can kill them." ”

"Go to the command center." Frankenstein's tone was flat, and he didn't look like he had just experienced machine-gun fire.

"Well, let's go." Zhang Luo said.

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At the same moment, at the lurking point outside the Hermes, Karemont and Jigsaw were dutifully lying in place.

"Damn! Can't reach them. Carremont frustrated his fist and slammed it to the ground. This was his twentieth attempt to contact Frankenstein, but to no avail.

"Calm down, there's no way they're going to have an accident." The old man next to him was very calm: "Do you think Frankenstein will die in this kind of place?" ”

"That kid is a novice, and maybe he'll hold Master Frankenstein back." Carremont whispered. Even though he had fought the other party in the virtual space before, he was still not very comfortable with the new guy.

Hearing this, a meaningful smile appeared on the old face of the jigsaw: "That young man is fine, I can see that even if he comes to participate in my 'game', he can probably be the last survivor." ”

"I'm not interested in tricks like killing people with industrial machinery, and the situation is obviously more serious than that......" Before Carremont could finish his words, he saw an unusual fluctuation suddenly occur on the surface of the sea a hundred meters away from the Hermes:

"Whoa!"

A heavy submarine with a black hull broke through the icy sea and surfaced, stopping not far from the Hermes.

Immediately after, the hatch above the submarine opened, and a vague figure slowly crawled out.

"That's the Conqueror's guy, let's go kill ......," Carremont said in a low voice.

But this time he couldn't finish his words, and he heard a strong male voice from behind him:

"What are you doing here? Monsters. ”