Chapter Seventy-Eight: Bombing and Killing the Tyrant (Three Watches, Make Up for Yesterday's)
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Half an hour later, the flames dissipated, the smoke dissipated, and the center of the explosion came into view.
Two huge craters with a diameter of tens of meters appeared in front of him, countless rubble was scattered inside and outside the pits, and the tracker and the axe monster were nowhere to be found, and there was not much slag left in the bombing, of course, if you searched carefully, you might be able to find some parts of the wreckage.
And some lumpy, twisted and unshaped, if you know it, you can know that it is a giant axe held by the axe monster.
Everyone in the underground base is in danger, but Wesker is as ruthless as ever, after all, he was the one who led the nuclear bomb that cleaned Raccoon City in the first place.
He personally shot one of his men, and Wesker violently suppressed the panic, so that the panic inside the base was cut off before it could spread.
Although brutal, it has to be said that violent repression is a good means, especially when there are foreign enemies.
"Send out all your biochemical weapons, including the Tyrant!" Wesker ordered.
Originally, someone wanted to speak, but when he saw the corpse still lying on the ground, he swallowed the words back into his stomach.
Outside, Duan Feng didn't let his robots attack in one fell swoop, because he knew that Wesker would never send out all the biochemical weapons for the first time, and he could know from the fact that the tyrant hadn't even appeared.
It is impossible for the Umbrella Headquarters to be free of tyrants, even if they have less control over them.
"It's coming!"
Looking at the dozens of figures that appeared in the umbrella company that basically only left the structural framework of the building, Duan Feng muttered softly.
"Forty-five Stalkers, Twelve Tyrants Type 3. And ......"
Duan Feng tilted his head and looked to the right: "Forty-eight axe monsters." Wesker must have released all of them this time. ”
Then he waved his hand and ordered: "All the Z5 robots retreat, they will be dealt with by the Blasters." ”
After the previous battle, Duan Feng already knew that these biochemical weapons were no longer ordinary bullets that could be dealt with.
Of course, this is not entirely the case, as the Axe Monster can blast its sack head with a bullet or kill it.
It's just that, it's too inefficient.
"Roar!!"
The twelve-headed tyrant type 3 suddenly jumped high, jumped out more than ten meters at once, and when he got outside, a pair of huge claws made people's hearts tremble.
The upper body is wrapped in a layer of hard muscles, which firmly encloses the fragile heart, so that it will not become an Achilles' heel like Tyrant Type 1 and Tyrant Type 2.
More than forty followers rushed out after him.
"Targeted! Launch! ”
Tiny missiles beckoned to the onrushing tyrants and trackers.
The tyrant is not a low-level zombie with no intelligence, the moment the missile hits, a pair of huge claws protect the head, and the missile is shot hard. A few more tyrants rolled to the side.
Even the trackers behind them spread out to dodge the missiles.
There was a bang, and the sparks of the explosion bloomed.
Before the smoke had cleared, the ten wounded tyrants leaped out with a brutal roar and landed among the blasters.
The giant claws swept, and more than a dozen blasters were knocked out and smashed to the ground.
However, the Exploding Breaker immediately stood up and rushed towards the Tyrant.
The shock-proof system in the Blaster's body is no joke, and when necessary, the Blaster can be airdropped from a height of hundreds of meters.
"Roar!"
A tyrant roared in a rage, and the giant claw burst through the neck of a blaster, destroying a pile of internal parts.
The light in the Explode's eyes went out, but the energy device inside his body flashed red.
"Boom!"
This Exploder blew himself up!
The tyrant was immediately blown in two, his waist was broken with blood, and his chest and head were bloody and blurred.
Several blasters and two tyrants next to them were also involved in the explosion, and although they did not die, they were more or less injured.
This is the first Blaster to be destroyed.
In the air, Duan Feng smiled, the reason why the Exploding was called the Exploding was not only because it was a firepower unit, but also because it would explode after being violently destroyed.
The power of the explosion of a miniature fusion energy reactor is not small, much more powerful than that of a miniature missile.
At the very least, a close-range explosion can kill one tyrant by the blaster's self-explosion, and the miniature missile, just bombed in a pile, can only kill two tyrants.
"If it weren't for the Explode's ability to blow themselves up, I would be stupid enough to have these ranged classes fight the Tyrant in melee combat?" Duan Feng said with a smile.
And with the lessons of the past, the remaining nine-headed tyrants immediately retreated after destroying the Burster. But even so, two tyrants were seriously injured by a large number of spontaneous explosions, and then they were killed by more than a dozen miniature missiles.
Thirteen Exploders have been destroyed here, and seven Tyrants remain.
Compared to the Tyrant's record, the Stalker is much weaker.
Forty-five trackers were killed by miniature missiles as soon as they appeared. During melee combat with the Blasters, twelve of them were killed indiscriminately, and three Blasters were buried together. Kill three Exploders in the melee and lose twelve of them, five of which were killed by the Bleach.
So much so that now there are only twelve trackers left, two of which have a missing arm and one less leg, which can be described as heavy casualties.
The most tragic is the battlefield that belongs to the axe monster.
With the help of the giant axe, the axe monster can split a Blaster in half with a few axes, even if it loses half of it when it gets close, but then kills eighteen Blasters one after another.
Also because of the Blaster's self-detonation, the remaining axe monsters were all destroyed.
And looking at the axe monster that destroyed the blaster more ferocious than the tyrant, Duan Feng considered whether to add some melee robots.
Judging by the performance of these axe monsters, it's not bad.
After the Axe Monster was defeated, the remaining twelve Blasters immediately began to bombard the Tyrant indiscriminately in the heat of battle.
Caught off guard, the two tyrants were bombed to death on the spot, and the remaining five tyrants were injured one after another.
"Roar!!"
The five tyrants roared in unison, and then, a change appeared in them.
Blood vessels as thick as water pipes burst out, and the giant claws became even larger, sharper, with hideous faces and blood-red eyes. The body size skyrocketed, rising to more than four meters tall.
Tyrant Type 3 Berserk Form!
"Boom!"
A blaster was directly pumped into the air, the missile launcher on his shoulder was shattered, and an arm was twisted and scrapped.
"I'll go, my body size has skyrocketed, and my combat power has skyrocketed. The furious form is so fierce! Duan Feng looked at the tyrant who had seriously injured a blaster with a single twitch and said in surprise.
The five-headed tyrant went berserk, and the blasters who came up came and whipped one by one, and their bodies were more or less distorted.
"Boom!" "Boom!"
One by one, the Exponents were destroyed and exploded, like flowers of flame blooming.
There are advantages and disadvantages, and when the berserk form brings the tyrant powerful combat power, it also makes them lose their minds, and they do not dodge or dodge in the face of the bombarded missiles, and they only want to get rid of the blaster in front of them.
While destroying the Blasters in large numbers, the Tyrant is also being injured and even killed.
"Boom!!"
The missile covered the last tyrant.
All the biochemical weapons were destroyed, and the blasters lost more than half, leaving only more than twenty.
The streets that were no longer recognizable were littered with fragments of corpses, and there was not much metal wreckage.
Of course, the most are the 'innocent' zombies, because of the proximity to the battlefield, the real casualties are numerous.