Bowen: Nash, I'll hand it over to you from the Rockridge Mountain side in the future, and military technology has sent another batch of goods today.

Nash: Awesome, my brother, take the line of military science and technology, we will be developed in the future!

Bowen: That's what you kid did a good job of chasing Adicado's idiots around.

Bowen: Anyway, the land will be yours in the future, work hard.

Nash: Hey, you still need to say, the drone is so good, it's just that those two idiots are a little brainless, but I'm going to do a better job myself!

Bowen: Feel free to have fun, but don't really kill them all, you know?

Nash: Why? Shouldn't we work hard?

Bowen: Don't ask, listen to me, you just run after them, and just kill two of them and give them to the military technology.

Bowen: If there are kids, remember to catch me.

Nash: Got my brother, we're sure to give you the best.

On Rockridge Mountain, Nash, who had just joined the Night Wanderer, rubbed his hands and prepared to unpack.

On the box is a row of large letters: Military Technology.

"Baby, you're awesome now, military technology is sending us equipment."

Nash, with a blue mohican-headed woman next to him, is also a nocturnal ghost, but apparently the two have an unusual relationship.

As soon as they finished speaking, they gnawed on each other.

"Hmm~ baby, this is the beginning, see what good things are in there"

"I want to see your good stuff."

Mohican grabbed the big baby with his head and hand, and his prosthetic body vibrated repeatedly.

Nash looked intoxicated: "Ahhh ”

This person can also have a big health care when he unpacks, which is a beautiful thing.

So Nash brought himself another shot of medicine and opened the box at the coolest time:

An aesthetically pleasing rifle lies in the box, and the matte material has an indescribable sense of allure.

A brand-new Achilles rifle made with military technology.

"Haha, look at this big baby, fire two projectiles at once."

Nash said as he picked up the magazine in the case - the magazine was also marked with a biohazard logo around it.

"And it's poisonous!"

Nash raised his gun and excitedly pulled the trigger out the window!

Bang!

The electromagnetic projectile hit the wall outside, startling the soldiers standing guard.

There was even a corrosive effect where the bullet hit, and the already shattered concrete quickly corroded and deformed under the action of some kind of chemical

"Cool!"

After an indescribable movement, the leaning Mohican-headed woman lifted her head and swallowed the contents of her mouth.

"Cool!"

"Baby, you're going to kill all sides with this gun in the future, why don't you give it a name?"

Nash became more and more excited under the effect of the drug: "Just call it a widow maker--haha, Lao Tzu likes widows the most, killing men, widows X-

Cool, cool! ”

Bang--bang-bang!

Nash pulled the trigger like crazy, and the dim sky kept flashing the trajectory of the electromagnetic projectile, which became clearer and clearer.

"When they meet stupid people, they are afraid that others will not see them?"

As the sun set, the trajectory of the electromagnetic projectile was quite clear, and from a distance through the Adicado convoy, I saw that someone was shooting in the small town of Rockridge Mountain.

Jack scratched his head and let out a puzzled sound.

Cedric explained coldly: "You can't look at the mongrels of the Random Knife Society with the eyes of a normal person, and the Night Wanderer is even more of a scumbag in the Random Knife Society.

Who knows if this group of mongrels is stumbling.

Guys, do me a favor, and if you see that guy - see Bowen, you must let him die, preferably painfully. ”

In the same car, Jack asked, "Do you have a grudge?" ”

"There's a grudge." Cedric clutched a pistol in his hand, "Great feud." ”

"Got it - how do we do it?"

The latter words are asked by Lille --

The answer is simple.

"Just drive in, and shoot at all!"

Boom –

The engine roared, and the night wanderers raised their heads in unison, and the sound of the engine came from far and near--

"Team Adicado!"

Rumble--

The convoy surrounded the town and rushed in quickly from all directions!

A nocturnal ghost had just shouted before he was struck into a sieve by bullets!

"All the people are near the bar, keep the fire suppressed!"

The firepower of the four MK31s is extremely terrifying, and the bullets of the heavy machine guns can make cracks when they hit the concrete, leaving an exaggerated hole on the person!

The night wanderers instinctively look for cover, but the drones in the air have already locked on to their location!

Four machine-gun pickups crossed in from different directions, completely sealing off the space where they were hiding!

The intersecting firepower net swept away all the night wanderers standing outside in ten seconds!

The night wandering ghost sniper squatting on the roof was a little stiff, and the stimulant syringe in his body instinctively activated, and with a needle, he took a breath and turned around to set up a gun-

Bang!

On the west side, V said, "Sniper down the line-Panan, I've got it." ”

"Damn, why is my guy so daring - let you hide from Lao Tzu. Grenade! ”

Rumble!

On the roof of another building, a grenade exploded, bringing out a large amount of minced flesh and severed limbs.

Lille glanced at V: "You and . . Uh, why does this guy named Panan sound familiar? ”

V looked a little suspicious, but still said:

"It's all not that we don't know each other - when we first met, I didn't go with her to save people, my marksmanship is pretty good, I like it."

"You're pretty familiar, there's someone in the room."

"Shall we go in?"

Lille looked at the bar -

There may have been four or five other people in there, but there was no movement at all.

It's a bit dangerous to get out of the car and go in.

There are a lot of grenades, throw two grenades to explore the way."

In the bar, Nash was halfway up his pants, and he was hiding behind the wall, panting for breath and his eyes full of horror.

He was still shooting in his hand and under his crotch 20 seconds earlier.

Twenty seconds later, all of his men were dead, and there were only five nocturnal ghosts left in the bar.

"Baby, how are we"

Nash's mind was already a little out of order in the coolness of the medicine and the fear of the attack, and when he heard the question of the Mohican-headed woman, he.

He slammed the woman's head and pressed it down into his crotch.

"Don't talk, keep talking."

“？ Uh-huh—"

"I've got a way, I'll count one, two, three, let's fire together and try their water -- one, two!! Grenade-"

Rumble!

Third, after counting, there was only one night wanderer in the bar who was by the window poked his head out and pulled the trigger.

Then his head simply disappeared and melted under the rain of bullets.

At the same time, a woman jumped out of the window on the second floor, a blue-haired Moxican-headed woman—

No one could tell how the woman had jumped out, only that she had fallen out in its entirety.

Every time the spear flame flashed, a part of her body was missing, and when she fell to the ground, only minced flesh remained.

Smack!

The rest of the people all ran away from different directions by hitting the window!

But how can the encirclement of the wanderers let them run away?

Two of the cunning guys were beaten into a sieve on the spot, and it can be seen that they have a fairly high degree of prosthetics--

At least one hand grabbed the door - half of his body fell to the side.

But one of them still ran away: this guy is extremely fast, and it seems to be equipped with a very powerful Sanweistan, and the Rover drone used by Lille is a little unclear.

He ran straight into the car and drove away—

But that's just Lille letting him go.

Lille's expression was a little strange: "This person seems to have taken drugs, like. The pants are only half. Come along, and he'll take us to the base. ”

"Halfway through your pants?"

Many of the people in the channel have a strange complexion.

This kind of art, even for them, is a little too far ahead of its time.

"Not sure, I'll take another look. Anyway, keep up first, and remember to check the magazine - I'm talking about the newbies. ”

Small and a more

(End of chapter)