"There are a total of sixteen people from the Great Chongguan Mansion, one of them is a Warlock of the Patrol Division, and the remaining fifteen should all seem to be people from the Patrol Bureau, so there are at most fifteen flintlock pistols in the steam car!"

Before he started, he had already carefully observed the number and location of the enemy: there were four cars from this great Chongguan Mansion, and one car could seat four people, a total of sixteen people.

One was dead, one was far away from the main force, and the remaining fourteen were distributed around the four vehicles in numbers of four, four, four, and two.

The Dachong government not only strictly prohibits the use of force by the people, but also restricts the people in the government as strictly, even if the people in the government are wolf barbarians.

According to the system, the patrol carries a maximum of one flintlock pistol, and if the patrol shoots in some cases, a written report of the shooting must be submitted to the superior afterwards.

Therefore, Thorn judged that they had a maximum of fifteen firearms.

Flintlock pistols, a maximum of two or three shots per minute, that is, it takes twenty or thirty seconds for the opponent to reload the gun after firing.

According to the background of the game, the flintlock pistol of this era is still very backward, although it can be reloaded in advance, but the ammunition is very susceptible to moisture, and it must be shot as soon as possible after reloading in advance, otherwise it may not be able to shoot out of moisture.

A series of information flashed through Thorn's mind, he pulled out the cane sword that had just pierced into the vest of the yellow-faced young man, and without looking at the wolf barbarian warlock who was killed by his sneak attack, his figure moved, and without hesitation, he pounced on the four Dachong patrolmen in front of him, who were untidy and had not even taken their weapons.

"Get your gun!"

The casual patrol who immediately reacted reminded his colleagues loudly, and then pounced on the trunk of the steam car, reaching out to pick up the firearm placed in it.

The patrolmen woke up from a dream, quickly dropped their clothes, and some of them were disheveled and even naked, and ran to the nearest steam car.

The distance of a few steps is the dividing line between life and death.

A dark shadow flashed, and Thorn Thorn stabbed into the thigh of the man who had shouted for help earlier, and the man fell to the ground with a miserable howl:

"I'm a catcher! Don't kill me! Don't kill me! ”

Thorn didn't want to kill this wolf barbarian now, and his body didn't stop while stabbing out with a sword, and he quickly pounced on the patrols who were gathered.

In just two breaths, he had reached the side of one of the steam carts, and by this time two of the four patrolmen had already picked up flintlock pistols, and when they saw that the assassin had arrived, they immediately raised their guns and pointed them at Thorns.

"Bang bang!"

Two gunshots rang out in unison, and the bullets flew through the air, but nothing hit.

How can it be!

The two patrolmen were shocked to find that the man had dodged the bullets that had been fired.

Of course, the speed of Thorn was not as fast as that of bullets, and he just predicted the direction of the opponent's shot in advance and made evasions.

The two men looked in horror at the assassin in front of them, who was approaching like a phantom, and suddenly reacted, and at the same time, they let go of their hands, dropped the guns that had already been fired, and turned to pick up the other loaded firearms in the trunk.

But it's too late.

The other two patrols who were a little farther away from the steam car, at this time were still running forward with their backs to the thorns, he raised his cane and sword and hit it twice, but he didn't hit the vital point, but he stabbed the two of them lightly in the back, and a little hot and cold mana immediately broke into the internal organs of the two.

"Ahem......"

The two of them instantly felt a sharp pain in their backs, and their internal organs were as hot and cold as if they had been roasted and frozen, and blood spurted out of their mouths as soon as they opened their mouths.

The strength of the body quickly drained, and the bodies of the two fell to the ground.

One of the two patrolmen, one of whom had just shot a gun out of the air, was closer to the trunk, and he reached out to pick up his new firearm before turning around and opening fire on the Assassin.

When he turned around, he was horrified to find two of his colleagues falling to the ground, and the Assassin had pounced in front of him.

Under fear, he had the heart to fight for his life, and he picked up the muzzle of the gun vigorously and wanted to shoot a bullet:

"Die!"

A sword light pierced, this person's hand was only half raised, his eyebrows had been hit by the sword, and a mixture of hot and cold mana broke into his brain, and the patrolman's body collapsed to the ground limply, killing him on the spot.

Almost at the same time, another patrolman who reached out for the flintlock pistol also put his sword in his vest, and with a rush of mana, blood splattered on the spot.

"Bang bang bang!"

Four gunshots rang out before and after.

Not far away, four patrolmen picked up flintlock pistols that had been preloaded with ammunition, and they immediately opened fire on the black-clad assassins.

The bullet sliced through the air, but it didn't hit the assassin as they had hoped.

While stabbing the thin sword in his hand to harvest the lives of the two, Thorn was also paying attention to the movements of the rest of the patrols with the corner of his eye.

Seeing them raise the muzzle of the gun, he quickly activated the mana, poured his feet, kicked hard, and hid to the back of the steam cart beside him, and occasionally dodged the deadly projectile.

"There are four guns in this car, and two more can be fired, one in the trunk and one in this man's hand. Of the ten people on patrol, four have already shot, and there are six left to fire! ”

Thorns peeked through the window pane of the car, glaring over the four men who had shot earlier, staring at the movements of the last six.

The last six patrols saw that Thorn had killed four of his colleagues in an instant, and had dodged the shots of several of them, and immediately someone shouted:

"Don't shoot randomly! Li Daring, you are ready to get on the bullets! ”

"This assassin killed four people in an instant with a sword, such swordsmanship is terrifying."

It was a catcher who gave the order, and he held the flintlock pistol in his hand tightly, and a trace of cold sweat broke out from his back.

The four men who had just shot earlier did not need to be reminded, and they immediately began to reload the flintlock pistols they had just shot.

Thorn's eyes froze, and he immediately bent down, avoiding the muzzles of the guns that the remaining six people had already aimed at the window glass, and reached out and pulled the body of the person he had just killed in front of him.

"Be careful, he took Zhang Yang's gun away, there are bullets in it!"

Seeing Thorn dragging the corpses of his fallen colleagues behind the car, the head catcher who had just spoken immediately reacted and reminded his companions loudly.

"It's useless to be careful."

Thorn smiled coldly, took off the flintlock pistol in the corpse's hand, and then played a full twelve points of energy, operated the mana in his body, and converted a part of the hot and cold mana into fiery mana, with the change of the nature of the mana, Thorn's body trembled slightly, and the body felt burning pain, he endured the pain and poured a trace of mana into the flintlock pistol in his hand.

His cultivation of "Kan Li, Water and Fire Sword Qi" is only the beginning, and at this stage, he can only slightly change the nature of his mana, and he can't do it at all, and his body has to bear huge pressure.

"But it's worth it, these big officials are almost going to die!"

The cold light in the thorny eyes of the thorns was great.

In the game memories of the previous life, with the revival of the aura, the transcendents not only practiced the use of spells, but also used the supernatural power to better use the steam machinery of this era.

Some mortal bureaucrats still think that the transcendent is nothing more than Erer, and a few teams of soldiers can kill them with guns, which is really ridiculous.

Who says the transcendent can't use steam machinery?

How could mortals use these tools as mightily as those used by transcendents?

Thorn was engrossed in grasping the mana distribution of the ammunition in the flintlock pistol, restraining the mana little bit to prevent heat leakage.

Time passed minute by minute, the four people who had just shot had already reloaded their bullets, the person who gave the order before made a gesture, the rest of the patrols nodded tacitly, and everyone dispersed, slowly surrounding the steam car where Thorn was hiding.

"It's the tipping point, it's now!"

Hearing the sound of approaching footsteps, Thorn Thorn did not lift his head, but walked to the other side of the body, raised his flintlock pistol, and fired a bullet at the car closest to him except for the car in front of him.

"Bang bang!"

Two gunshots rang out in front and back, one from Thornthorn and the other from the head catcher who had just given the order.

A little blood bloomed on Thorn's forearm, and the bullet from the patrol pierced Thorn's arm.

"The thief has been shot, take him down!"

The man shouted in ecstasy.

Thorn snorted, and a large amount of blood was left on the pierced forearm, and when he heard this, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he quickly fell to the ground, and covered his ears with his hands while enduring the pain.

The bullet he had fired earlier, one shot hit the steam car.

Of course, it is impossible for a bullet to break through the steel shell of a steam car, but mana can!

The bullet infused with the fiery mana of "Kan Li, Water, Fire and Sword Qi" hit the steel plate of the steam car, and the huge power caused the warhead and the steel plate of the body to be deformed to varying degrees.

And the little bit of fiery mana on the ammunition, along with the impact of the bullet and the body, penetrated into the steam car, and broke into the boiler where the steam car was stacked with fuel!

"Boom!"

The boiler of the steam car was disturbed by the raging heat and exploded in an instant.

The huge heat flow and air waves swept away the Great Chong Patrol who was surrounding the thorns for the first time!

"Ahh

The head catcher sneered and stopped, directing the other patrols to continue to approach the steam cart where the assassin was hiding, when suddenly the steam cart next to him exploded, his eardrums were shattered by a loud roar, and the bursting steel plate pierced his body.

He wasn't the only one who died.

All the patrols who had no cover were killed by this round of explosions!

Thorn quickly got up, glanced at the scene after the explosion in front of him, the bloody and miserable scene, and the charred corpse after being swept by the flames, and then walked quickly to the capture division who was still screaming after being stabbed in the thigh by him earlier.

The man had been behind the car and had not been affected by the explosion, but had apparently gone insane.

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me! ”

This white-skinned middle-aged catcher begged for mercy, he was glad that the assassin didn't kill him, and he was thinking about how to torture this person after taking it, but he didn't expect that in a blink of an eye, everyone except himself died!

Coupled with the roaring explosion of the steam car just now, his eardrums have been shattered, and a trace of blood flows out of the ear holes, and his spirit is in a state of confusion, and he only knows that he keeps begging for mercy.

Thorn used his mana to reach the bleeding wound on his arm, blocking the outflow of blood, and then slapped him in the face with his other hand.

The white-skinned middle-aged man was knocked unconscious by a slap, several teeth were knocked out, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and his cheeks quickly became swollen like a pig's head.

Thorn gave the man a cold look, then picked him up and ran into the alley leading to the slum in front of him.