"Click."

It took Jack less than half a minute to drain the remaining bullets from the magazine, replacing it with a new one as he searched for a new target.

The ogres near the police station were in a mess, and to be precise, the ogres in the entire town were boiling in an instant.

These guys are just not afraid of pain, not death, and when they see their companions suddenly lose half of their heads, or their entire arms fly away from their bodies, they will also scream in fear and look around for a place to hide.

Jack has a semi-automatic sniper rifle that can only shoot one bullet with a single pull of the trigger, not the Vulcan cannon mounted on a helicopter.

By the time he finished firing the second magazine, the monsters at the crossroads had already dispersed, leaving behind more than a dozen corpses, and a few ogres who didn't know whether they were smart or stupid tried to return fire with their bows and arrows after discovering that the attack was coming from the bell tower.

"Bang!"

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The 338 Lapumagnum bullet easily pierced through the two thin layers of iron of the pickup truck, piercing the arms and chest of an ogre who tried to stretch his bow and arrow, and burrowed into the asphalt road unabated.

"Babbling"

After a few night owl-like howls, the dozen or so remaining ogres near the intersection seemed to have received orders, and as if they had received orders, they flipped over the pickup trucks that were used as barricades, and took advantage of the dead spots of the surrounding buildings to run wildly towards the clock tower.

"Jack, be careful! They're coming at you! ”

Hearing a reminder of Jiejie's worries in his ears, Jack was not worried but happy.

"Get ready to act, and when they come in, you rush over, and be careful not to be accidentally injured by those fools in the police station."

He ignored the slightest commotion coming from beneath the bell tower, and focused on continuing to empty the third magazine of the ogres far away on the shopping street.

This distance was beyond the limit of his mastery sniper skill bonus, and the Barrett MK22 was not an anti-materiel sniper rifle, and without the .50 frenzied multi-purpose armor-piercing incendiary grenades, he had little to gain.

At the same time, seeing the ogres pushing and shoving into the entrance at the bottom of the bell tower, Emily couldn't hold back any longer and activated the birds of prey.

Two blinding pillars of light shot out from the headlights of the Raptor and startled the few ogres who had not yet squeezed into the bell tower, and then a roar rang out, and the big pickup truck with full horsepower galloped in.

Jiejie leaned out of the back seat, and Hodgner went straight through the skylight, setting up a gun on the roof of the car, and the two assault rifles opened fire in unison, smashing the three ogres into a sieve before they had time to squeeze into the bell tower.

As agreed, the Raptor did not stop under the clock tower, but made a sharp turn at the end of the street and headed for the intersection.

On top of the bell tower, Jack grabbed a crowbar from the ground with his left hand and pulled out FK7.5 with his right hand, waiting for the first ogre to rush to the top of the tower.

"Bang bang bang!" He didn't save his bullets, and pulled the trigger on the chest of the monster that was still snorting and panting.

Although the bell tower is less than 20 meters, climbing up the spiral staircase built along the four walls is indeed individual work, whether it is for ordinary humans or ogres who seem to walk left and right, but in fact move quite agilely.

Before the ogre who rushed to the front could even out his breath, the corners of his mouth were still filled with disgusting foam, and his violently undulating chest was instantly opened with several large holes, and his breathing suddenly became transparent.

The sword of physics wielded in Jack's left hand slammed into its head from one side, and with a muffled thud, the ogre flipped over the low improvised handrail and fell down without saying a word.

A few seconds later, there was a muffled crash from the bottom of the bell tower.

"Bang bang bang!" The muzzle flame of the gun flashed again on the dark staircase, and in the flickering light and darkness, the second ogre who followed him fell down the escalator.

The FK7.5's alloy steel magazine has a capacity of 15 rounds, but Jack has no intention of saving ammo at all, blocking the machete wielded by the third ogre with a crowbar in his left hand, and pulling the trigger again and again with his right hand.

By the time the fourth ogre fell down the stairs, there was finally some uneasy commotion among the monsters that followed, and Jack could get them to run away and began to rush downward.

He was now fully sceptical, and his short body dodged a blind arrow from the stairs below, and with his right hand he inserted the FK7.5, which had already emptied the magazine, back into the holster, and handed the crowbar in his left hand to his right hand, swinging a powerful blow from the bottom up.

The bent end of the crowbar slammed into the jaw of an ogre, crushing its throat as it slammed it, and then flung it to the side, sending another corpse down the stairs.

"Dang!" A logging axe slashed down and was blocked by a crowbar, and sparks flew in a shrill grinding sound.

The left arm of the ogre in front of him was like the small hands of the Tyrannosaurus Rex, which could only be sealed, and it was deformedly shrunk to the thickness of a child.

As if to compensate for its left arm, its right arm was unusually thick and muscular, and the heavy logging axe in its hand seemed to have no weight, and it flew at an extremely fast speed, like a sledgehammer, and slashed at Jack's head again and again.

Jack held the crowbar with both hands and blocked it three times in a row, only to feel the tiger's mouth numb, and his feet quickly moved, silently climbing two steps backwards.

The axe slashed again, but this time it was not blocked by a crowbar, and slammed into the steps, shattering the steps.

In the ogre's astonishment, Jack turned the crowbar upside down and stabbed it into the eye socket with a sharp end, and with a pop, the crowbar poofed out of the back of the head with blood and brains.

Kicking the dead ogre down the stairs, Jack looked behind him, and now there were only the last two.

The two ogres looked at each other one after the other, and began to push each other.

Will these beasts be scared too? It's like seeing the delicious chicken thighs on your plate suddenly open your mouth, and this must be a rare experience.

Jack sneered, and walked down the stairs step by step, and the two frightened ogres finally stopped pushing, one with a bow and arrow, and the other let out a ghost cry wolf howl, and rushed at him with the dagger in his hand.

"Poof!"

The crowbar easily knocked the dagger away, and then slammed into its knee, and just as the ogre in front of it was forced to kneel, an arrow shot from behind it.

Jack stomped on the kneeling ogre, dodged the arrow sideways, and threw the crowbar in his hand, which was already stained with fishy liquid, pinning the monster to the ground that was about to shoot a second arrow.

Pull out the FK7.5 from the armpit holster again, replace it with a new magazine, flip the release button, and the sleeve resets.

"Bang! Bang! ”

"Guys, I've got it, what's going on over there." Jack turned around and walked down the spiral staircase back to the top of the bell tower and picked up the Barrett MK22 again to observe the situation below, while asking over the radio.

(End of chapter)