Chapter 444: Repulsion
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"What's the daze? Do you want to order yourself! The fat man roared and snatched the Molotov cocktail from my hand and threw it at Black Manroe.
'Boom'
Black Manroe and a scorching fire burned beneath its feet. The heat wave and the blast wave of the incendiary bomb explosion flipped me down the stairs.
"Do you see its eyes?" Before I got up, I asked the fat man impatiently.
"I'm not that idle! Are you going to be friends with other people? Your interest disgusts me! The fat man roared and fired a magazine bullet into the sea of fire.
"Damn."
The fire on the ground spread very quickly, and the white phosphorus incendiary bombs exploded very scattered, although the white phosphorus incendiary did not splash on me and the fat man, but we were on the edge of the sea of fire. The scorching fire gave me only a chance to send it out
An interjection drove me to a higher place.
I left the hot area on the edge of the fire in embarrassment, and when I turned back, I saw that the fat man was still unhurriedly retreating, and as I retreated, I kept shooting into the fire. When I retreated to my side, I found this item
The skin on his face was roasted and cracked.
"Reload me, can't let it out." The fat man shouted and threw me a couple of empty magazines.
At the moment, bullets can cause some damage to Black Manro, so this scorching sea of fire can definitely hit it hard, even kill it, or at least repel it. I understand the fat man's intentions, but in front of my eyes, it is
Has a pair of anthropomorphic eyes. Those eyes not only convey a certain message, but also convey human emotions. Got me scared about killing it.
Suddenly, there was a terrifying roar in the sea of fire. It's like a prehistoric beast waking up and wielding.
The voice pulled me back to reality. I'm not qualified to worry about Black Manro, my first priority at the moment is my life and that of my team-mates. I am not God, and fraternity is not my task.
I quickly pressed the empty magazine, but I couldn't shoot faster than the fat man. Soon, there was an intermittent period of the fat man's shooting. And although Black Manro is constantly battered, it really can't die
It seems that during the interval between shooting, they actually walked towards us from the inside of the sea of fire, and soon appeared on the edge of the sea of fire, and it seemed that they would be able to get out of the sea of fire immediately.
A pistol without bullets is just a piece of scrap metal, and the fat man threw the gun to me. A straight knife that pulls out the Hakka people from behind.
"Qiangzi, it's now, leave that Yankee alone, run up. Lao Tzu didn't want to fight for him. ”
I gritted my teeth, it was time to choose. Glancing back at Jack, I exclaimed, "Jack, let you look at the Hakka girl, what about the people?" ”
It's been so long. Jack didn't climb very far. When I looked at him, the thing was still pouting and climbing up. But I didn't see Tang Yumo.
Jack turned around, and in the firelight, I saw that his face was covered with sweat, and I don't know if he was tired or hurt from his leg. But in his state, it is estimated that it will be difficult for him to climb to the top of the altar alone.
"Didn't you ask me to take care of her, I thought it was too dangerous for her to run first."
"Damn. I let you look at her. You let her go instead. Silly you. ”
Jack's face was facing me, his eyes wide, distracted, but he didn't look at me, his gaze was on the fire a little below. At this moment, Black Manro has come out of the sea of fire. Moreover, it milli
It was ignited without suspense, and once again turned into a humanoid torch.
My optimism was a bit blind, guns and fire could hurt the weakened Black Manroe, but not enough to kill it, or even stop it in its tracks.
The fat man and the humanoid torch confronted each other on the stairs, and the fat man did not retreat or look back, just stood on the stairs a little obliquely and waited for the humanoid torch to come to him. I fell down the stairs not far behind him
Up the ladder, Jack was on a higher ground.
My flashlight is no longer on, although I haven't lost it. Of course, I can't lose it, I tie it around my waist and follow me even if it breaks. Jack's glow stick is not in his hand,
It should have been taken away by Tang Yumo.
At this moment, it was dark on our side, and the sea of fire and the black manroe who had come out of the sea of fire were shining brightly. Under the projection of fire, the silhouette of the fat man with his bare head was unusually majestic, even though he was in me and Jack
Below.
I made a decision.
"Fatty." I shouted.
"It's still ink! Wait for death, you. The fat man roared hoarsely. What's up! ”
I answered him with the voice of action and action.
"Click" "When, When, When"
I flicked off the safety of a grenade, and the safety bolt landed on the stone staircase, a sound as pleasant or shrill as ringing a chime in such a quiet space.
"Grass."
This voice is undoubtedly harsh to the fat man's ears. I have no doubt that a mercenary who survives a war-torn environment can instantly distinguish between a flicked grenade and a flare or smoke grenade safe
The difference between .
After the fat man burst out with a foul word, he immediately turned around and ran backwards. With this run, his majestic image instantly turned into a rat with his head in his arms.
I didn't wait for the fat man to overtake me, and the moment the fat man turned around, I let go of the grenade in my hand. Like a peculiar musical instrument, a steel grenade casing, bounced down the ladder and rolled down, flicked on and on
On the same staircase, different sounds are made. Pleasant and terrifying.
It only took me two steps to jump up next to Jack, throw him on my back with an over-the-shoulder throw, and run up the stairs as hard as I could.
At this moment, my explosiveness was surprisingly good, if it wasn't for the fact that the fat man with Jack on his back couldn't catch up with me, but unfortunately, my weight dragged me back, and the fat man quickly ran past me.
But when he overtook me, he gave me a very envious look. And said from the bottom of his heart: "I also want to carry the Yankees, but you took the lead." ”
Jack made an indignant voice on my back. "Grass." It seems that this is the only word that can express his mood at the moment.
'Boom'
The damn grenade delay was too short, and we were on a staircase with nowhere to hide, and the blast wave of the grenade knocked us down the stairs in one fell swoop, and I felt pain in my knees and jaws.
But I'm more concerned about the results of this grenade. Bearing the pain, I turned my head to look down.
It worked surprisingly well and completely exceeded my expectations. Black Manro was blown backwards by the grenade, tumbling into the flames, and tumbling all the way down, falling to the other side of the fire. We
Get rid of it, at least temporarily.
"Keep running," I said halfway through my words, which came to an abrupt end.
I saw the fat man not far away, kneeling on the stairs and pouting his ass and shivering, and he was actually wet between the two strands. I've never seen a fat man cowardly like this, and he can make a fat man's fart and pee, that's so good
It's a terrible thing.
Although I didn't see the danger around me, it was enough to see the fat man's cowardice, and in an instant my hair stood on end, and I pulled out a pistol with a half-loaded bullet, and cried out nervously
"Who?" (To be continued......)