A dull gunshot rang out, and a special steel bullet erupted from the extra-long barrel, piercing a steel barrel on the shelf.

At this moment, Leng Huo's figure reached its highest point, and hundreds of rats had already jumped into the air in the frenzy of rats following him, volleying into Leng Huo's fragrant body. The sharp canine teeth of the berserk rat were only a stone's throw away from the cold buttocks.

Once Leng Huo's body falls, the fate of the corpse is already doomed!

Furious rats, known for their berserk, are the most irritable creatures in the nearby forests, and once they are aroused by their ferocity, they will be completely unafraid.

Leng Huo's gaze was like that of a falcon, staring at a branch diagonally above.

There was not a hint of wind in the sweltering forest, and there was not a single swaying of the leaves. In Leng Huo's gaze, the branch that was originally as quiet as a virgin seemed to be given a punch to it, and it suddenly bent like a bow, pressed down, and happened to fall into Leng Huo's hand.

Right now!

The steel cylinder burst violently, and three hundred irregular steel balls swarmed towards the rat swarm like cannonballs out of the chamber. In the next moment, like a domino overthrown, tens of thousands of steel cylinders exploded one after another.

Under the impetus of the reaction force, the steel frame suddenly retreated 10 meters before it twisted and turned over. The grinding sound of steel twisting and falling was drowned out in deafening

Deaf gunfire.

The steel balls that shot out covered 100,000 square meters of land, and the four million steel balls did not leave any dead ends.

Flesh and blood flying!

In contrast, the berserk rat that leaped into the air was even more miserable! It was comparable to an assault rifle, and the steel balls with an initial velocity of 600 meters per second tore through the thick fur of the berserk rats, shattering their flesh and bones.

The stinking blood swayed all the way down, like a poignant splashed ink landscape painting. The Raging Rat crashed down, its corpse tumbling in the flesh and mud, and then, standing still.

Cold Fire moved from tree to treetop, extremely fast, each delicate branch and leaf seemed to be an extension of Cold Fire's arm, and his movements were ten times more agile than the ghost-faced monkeys living in the jungle. In fact, if it weren't for the fact that the trees here are more than five meters above the treetops, the cold fire would be even more pleasant.

In just three seconds, the cold fire had crossed a distance of fifty meters, even faster than when he was running on the ground. Leng Huo slid down the trunk of the tree, and before he could hit the ground, Leng Huo had already pulled out the pistol stuck in his waist, and his left hand was holding a pitch-black military thorn behind him.

As a scout of the [Pretty Girl Sentai Team], Cold Fire has not undergone any strength or agility to strengthen, and the reason why he is able to do this job is because Cold Fire is born to run faster than others.

The vulgar mercenary name of [Pretty Girl Squad] is naturally not something Leng Huo is willing to use, however, Leng Huo's several protests have been neatly suppressed, and in the end he can only accept it reluctantly. As a celebrity once said, if you can't resist the rape of life, then you might as well relax and enjoy the afterglow of orgasm. Cold Fire can't be as free as this master, and his solution is to stay away from the town and not look at those strange and bantering eyes. What is unexpected is that Leng Huo has obtained unexpected benefits because of this.

And now, the reason why Leng Huo is like a great enemy is because he also understands that it is impossible for just four million directional blasting steel balls to deal with tens of thousands of berserk rats.

In fact, that's exactly what happened!

Two six-barreled Vulcan cannons were spewing the nets of death with all their might, and the steel storm of red-hot warheads knocked the already battered rats to the ground again.

Controlling the six-barreled Vulcan cannon were two women, dressed in black leather clothes that wrapped around the most important parts of their bodies, and the rest of the body was covered with large chunks of exposed wheat-colored skin. Circles of brass bullets wrapped tightly around their snakes' waists. This scene perfectly unifies the sexy and the brutal

The tight skin trembled rapidly with the continuous firing of the Vulcan cannon, like the afterglow of being completely satisfied. Another woman dressed in white was carrying a silver AK series gun clan and acting as a firefighter, shooting the approaching berserk rats one by one.

When Leng Huo arrived, the woman in white was in a hurry, the rampaging rat had already approached five meters, and the smell of blood was unbearable.

"Leng Huo, I didn't even find out that you are just a girl, slowly, is it the eldest aunt who is here?" Even though Leng Huo's speed was fast enough, the form of extreme danger still made his beautiful captain Sophia scold.

Leng Huo grinned and didn't care, there was naturally another reason for this.

He snapped the hammer and slammed it into the tender chest of a rampaging mouse.

A special dummmy bullet passed through the flesh-wrimmed wound and into the berserk rat's body, turning all internal organs into a bloody mass. Although the marksmanship is not excellent, it is easy to hit a mouse the size of a soil dog within a range of five meters.

With the addition of Cold Fire, Sophia finally breathed a sigh of relief. As soon as she took a breath, Sophia scolded: "The one-eyed old dog, if there is no gun in thirty seconds, the old lady will cut his stinky bird when he turns around!"

He understood that this was Sophia's own way of illustrating that they had to hold on for thirty seconds to buy enough time for One-Eye.

Only by killing the leader of the Berserk Rats will the rats fall apart immediately, otherwise, sooner or later, they will be torn to pieces by the sharp teeth of these little things!

However, standing and talking does not hurt my back, and these thirty seconds are by no means so easy to suffer now. In just five seconds, the Raging Rats had advanced a distance of forty meters, placing their blood-red minions under their noses.

Cold Fire used a silver revolver, an almost stubborn preference for him. The crosshair on the barrel had been frustrated, and it was clear that his master was extremely confident in his marksmanship. However, this is not the case.

Leng Huo did this just to make it easier to draw his gun! His marksmanship can only be regarded as average in this day and age, barely passing.

However, Cold Fire used the rate of fire to make up for its shortcomings, although it was a revolver, however, Cold Fire was extremely fast in reloading bullets, and the continuous firing of Sufia's assault rifle was only about a third slower.

Besides, as a scout, the cold fire can't carry too much weight. These reasons are the reasons why Sophia is able to tolerate cold fire and pretend to be cool.

Controlling the six-barreled Vulcan cannon are two sisters, Gao Lan and Gao Hui, who are firefighters, and their main task is to block the largest part of the berserk rats. Without their firepower, it would have taken only three seconds for all four to be torn to shreds.

The most important thing for a team is to trust each other, as it is now, the teeth of the Berserker Rat are about to touch their tender skin, but the eyes of both of them are always fixed on the Berserk Rat in the distance.

For the goal that is all at hand, both of them are stingy with a mere look!