Today's shift is off, and there are two shifts, so I'll go charge the electricity bill first-

Fisher leaned half-bowed with his shield in front of him, lowering his body so as not to be hit on his feet, clipped the PPM-90 to his wrist, and occasionally extended the photon shield or fired it with a split-second switch photon shield. Bale, on the other hand, was close behind Fisher, who was responsible for the security of all positions on both sides.

Therefore, it can be seen that Fisher is holding a shield alone, fighting steadily and steadily, and his image is very tall and majestic. Bell, on the other hand, is looking left and right, very obscenely.

Maybe he also realized this, and couldn't help but pout, "I also want to play as a striker." ”

"Then you amputate and replace your arm with a shield!" Fisher didn't look back, and instantly switched on and off the photon shield, knocking down the soldier who poked his head out of the stairs with a single shot. After a scream, he fell from the window, twisting and falling to the ground in front of Fisher, blood spitting from his mouth and convulsing. As Fisher passed by him, he stomped on his neck as a mending knife.

Soon, relying on this way of advancement, the two came to the steps and quickly leaned left and right against the door. Fisher pressed the robotic arm against the door, and the original wooden door was replaced with an iron door, so Fisher had to use blasting. Although the door was opened by high-frequency cutting, after all, it was a big loss to suffer a lot of damage behind the door, and the best way to deal with this kind of trap was to blow it up directly.

Bell pulled out a smoke bomb and a shock flashbang, pulled the tab off each other with both hands, grabbed the grip tightly, and nodded at Fisher.

The two turned on active thermal imaging on the tactical eyepiece.

Fisher tilted his head to the side and activated the directional high-explosive rounds in his fist. As if it had been slammed with an air hammer, the iron door first deformed, with a concave piece in the middle, and then broke away from the door frame and flew out.

Bell let go of his grip and threw two grenades inside, and Fisher held up his photon shield in the doorway.

With a "squeak", the smoke grenade began to smoke, followed by a muffled sound, and the shock flash grenade exploded. I have to say that Bell had a good grasp of the timing of the explosion of the two grenades, a little earlier, the smoke bomb had not yet smoked, and the shock bomb exploded, so when the other party came to his senses, the concentration of smoke was not enough to cover his body, and a little later, the smoke concentration was too large, which affected the flash effect of the shock bomb.

Now it's just right.

The two entered the room in a staggered manner, Fisher, who had been on the left side of the door, rushed to the right side of the door with a shield, while Bell did the opposite, from right to left.

Relying on the afterglow of the shock bomb, the two of them dealt with the approaching enemy when they entered the door. The enemy in the distance, who was not affected by the shock bomb, could not turn on the thermal imaging at the first time, so he had to shoot blindly, and under the influence of the smoke bomb, the hit rate was naturally low.

The bullet fired from Bell's Gauss rifle pierced through the wall, and the bullet that slowed down and caused the wall to roll was like a large-caliber anti-materiel rifle hitting the human body, and the temporary cavity was enough to tear the person apart.

A semi-automatic Gauss rifle gave Bell the feeling of a three-point rifle, but the three bullets left the flesh of three corpses on the ground.

"Safety." Fisher had his back against the wall, his shield against the photon.

"Safety." Because Bell was not protected by a photon shield, he turned behind the counter as soon as he entered the door, and now stood up with a disgraced face.

Fisher looked at him, and stopped talking.

Bell was inexplicable, "What's wrong, what's on me?" ”

"You have ears on your head." Fisher said, pulling out his phone and clicking on it.

"I'll rub!" Bell had already groped for his head and removed half of his scorched ear, which he looked at carefully, and said to Fisher in surprise: "Look! There are sub-ears! ”

"Click, bang" Fisher first filmed Bell holding half of his ear with his phone, and then pulled out a pistol and hit it on that half of his ear.

"I'm." Feeling a small splash on his face, Bell hurriedly threw away his ears, rubbed them on his face, and glared angrily at Fisher.

Fisher ignored him, "Two paths, one left and one right, you choose one." After saying that, he didn't wait for Bell's answer, changed the magazine and rushed into the right passage.

Bell rolled his eyes, replaced the magazine, took the PPM-90 in his right hand, pulled out the pistol from the leg pocket with his left hand, held it in his hand, and rushed into the aisle on the left.

Fisher is not worried about Bell, who is diverging, with his obscene energy, not to mention anything else, just the ability to find cover, it is not comparable to Fisher.

Once in the hallway, he turned his head to the monitor in the corner of the wall behind him and gave him a middle finger. This kind of position is easy to ignore the blind spots, people tend to ignore the back and head, but it can be overcome through training. As for Fisher, no, he has a second vision.

The corners were the easiest to ambush and be ambushed, and although Fisher didn't hear the footsteps, he could see through the second vision that the four soldiers standing against the wall behind the corner. There is no doubt that through the second vision, Fisher saw clearly. They must have received the command of the monitoring room, waiting for Fisher here.

Fisher sneered in his heart and walked over as usual, as if he hadn't noticed a problem. Several soldiers leaned against their guns, and Fisher saw that their hands trembling slightly from the exertion of their guns.

As he approached the corner, he squatted down suddenly, and a voice on the other party's walkie-talkie just came out, "He found out!" Fisher extended his robotic arm around the corner and activated the directional high-explosive projectile.

The flames flashed, and the four were ignited by the gushing flames and pushed away by the impact. Now Fisher is now better able to control the recoil of high-explosive shells. After confirming that the four of them were incapacitated and that there were no reinforcements in the distance, he stood up, shook his hot arm, calmly walked around the corner, pulled out his pistol, and opened four brain holes in a row at the four soldiers who were still struggling on the ground.

He inserted the pistol back into his leg pocket, picked up the PPM-90 that was attached to his body with a strap and continued to move on.

On the other end, Bell and the man caught fire. He pushed a cleaning cart and used it as cover to shoot at each other. This autonomous cleaning vehicle can be cleaned automatically and manually, and it is also made of an alloy that is not easy to wear, which can be regarded as a good cover.

Running out of a magazine, feeling that he had gained little, Bell pursed his lips, replaced himself with a new one, and pulled out an anti-personnel grenade. This kind of anti-personnel grenade is different from the high-explosive grenade used for attacking fortifications, and it is a very classical grenade. Classical refers to the means of killing, not the technique. This is a kind of fragmentation mine, which is commonly known as a nail mine. After exploding, it will spill a large number of fragments into the surrounding killing radius, and if exposed, it will only end up with a nail blown up and killed in pain.

If the enemy doesn't kill them, pulling nails for someone is also a pretty good battlefield pastime and a means of extorting confessions.

Nail mines are more effective in tight terrain. Because those nails that don't hit have the potential to cause secondary damage in the process of rebounding.

For example, now.

Bell pulls off the tab and loosens the tablet. He likes to throw grenades, but he hardly uses his teeth to bite, after all, it is easy to bite teeth when it collides with a rigid collision with a tooth and an iron ring, don't ask Bell how he knows, know that he knows what happened. Belmer counted two counts and threw the grenade out with a backhand over the cleaning cart.

The grenade flew into the air and exploded just behind the local bunker, and the screams rang out.

As soon as the sound of "clanging" nails splashing was small, he immediately rushed out, crawled to the opposite side of the opponent's bunker, and crossed the bunker with the PPM-90 with one hand, and fired a strafing shot, emptying a magazine. Suddenly the world was clear, and even the screaming stopped.

Bell swapped out the magazine, leaned his head over the edge of the bunker and poked out a quick glance to make sure it was safe, and walked out of the bunker. At this time, or at any time looking beyond the cover, you can't poke both eyes out directly, because it will expose more of the head, which is more dangerous. If you don't use other equipment, such as reflectors and vanity mirrors, it's best to tilt your head and look with one eye.

Looking at the three soldiers on the ground who had been blown up and were dead in nails, Bell collected the available resources from them, and thought to himself, "I'm going to blow you up so much that you don't even know Mom."

He patted one of the dead men in the face, picked up a few non-lethal grenades that the other had not had time to use, patted his ass and ran away.

Don't look at Bale's always funny look, how can someone who can team up with Chris Fisher and Renault be a mortal? Bell's strength is that he is an explosive enthusiast and at the same time knows the strength of common cover.