"What!? Armed ambush?"
'"Damn it! Can any of you tell me where these damned militants came from? Is raccoon city no longer under our control? Or did they fall from the sky? Are you all s**t eaters?" A roar suddenly sounded from the temporary camp of the umbrella company.
A group of technicians were shouted at by the supervisor, their hearts trembling with fear.
"Aren't you going to investigate for me?" "If you can't find out, you can go feed the zombies. I think the children must be very hungry."
The technicians immediately moved closer to the computer and typed on the keyboard with crackling fingers. Then, the CPU of the computer with the "Sony" brand on it started to overload. Video windows were constantly being pulled out and closed, and then other windows were being pulled out, and so on and so forth.
Finally, a short technician with an Asian face stood up and said with a trembling voice, "Sir … I've found out."
"Speak."
"Hey Yi!" The short technician nodded and said, "Preliminary estimate is that they are … a group of … a group of … Chinese students from the convenience store at 21 Oak Street, South Side." The short man squeaked and finally organized his speech.
Pa!
'"Pig! Don't you understand what I'm saying? I'm looking for information about the militants, not some Chinese student you're looking for!" The short technician's fat face immediately turned red with a crisp slap.
"Hey Yi!"
The short technician habitually whispered, "But sir …"
"Forget it!" The supervisor suddenly loosened his headphones and said, "It doesn't matter. Nicholas has already fought them. Although I am curious where this force came from, I am tolerant of a group of people who will soon return to God's embrace." With that, he waved his hand.
Then, two security guards walked in and dragged the short man out.
"Sir … sir … please listen to my explanation … no, no …"
The supervisor gently drank a mouthful of bright red wine. "Alright, the annoying flies have been chased away. It's time to start working. Let's begin …"
The technicians were stunned for a moment, then quickly understood, "Yes, sir!"
"Project Vengeance, activate!"
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Ding ding ding ding--
Fierce bullets struck the frame of the car, splashing out a series of sparks, giving the dim environment a total of some light.
As the darkness and light crisscrossed, Yin Kuang's pale face was filled with fear and excitement. It was filled with complicated and contradictory emotions.
At this moment, he was curled up in the chassis-facing car he had been hiding in.
Not far away, Li Shuangmu had already completely disappeared under the territory of a car. Occasionally, he would poke his head out, shoot a gun, and then quickly roll back to the ground.
As for Wang Ning, he didn't know where he was hiding anymore.
No matter what, Yin Kuang couldn't find his shadow. It seemed that his special skill, "Low-key King's Dao", had activated its effects. However, this was also good. Even his own people could not find his location, and Yin Kuang's absolute enemies might not be able to find him. Perhaps this fellow was hiding somewhere, preparing to fire a sneak attack at the enemy.
"I wonder what happened to Zeng Fei. Ever since he shot that black man to death, he hasn't opened fire again. Could it be that he was discovered by the enemy? … However, I really admire him. He actually dared to kill someone. And with such accuracy, he blew his head off with a single shot. I'm afraid Uncle Biao's golden head explosion isn't as powerful as his."
"Uncle Biao" was his roommate in high school, a CF ashes player, who played amazingly well with AK and Sniper. Especially the sniper, what jump sniper, flick sniper, when you haven't seen the enemy, the screen pops up a golden explosion icon!
"If Uncle Biao had come here, he probably wouldn't have been beaten into such a sorry state like me, right?" In any case, Yin Kuang couldn't help but think nonsense because he couldn't lift his head from the rain of bullets.
"Tsk! What time is it now? You still have the heart to think nonsense. You don't want to die!" Yin Kuang was shocked. He helplessly let out a bitter smile and looked at the gun in his hand. "If it wasn't for your good luck, you wouldn't have been able to hit him. Next time, I'm afraid his bullet would have blown your head off. No, we can't hide here anymore …"
At this moment, a black dot suddenly appeared in the afterglow …
"Grenades!!"
Yin Kuang was like a cat with its tail stepped on, its hair standing on end.
"Run!!"
Not only did Yin Kuang face this "big pineapple", but Li Shuangmu, who was not far away, had also unfortunately eaten one.
Li Shuangmu suddenly shouted from afar. At the same time, his body sprinted out of the car's territory.
Boom!
A ball of red light suddenly appeared. Flames surged, and the air currents scattered. A powerful shock wave directly pushed Li Shuangmu to roll on the ground.
And what about Yin Kuang? Although he got out of the car at the first possible moment, he was still a step too late. He was directly blown away and smashed into a clothing store on the street, shattering the glass on it.
It had to be said that Yin Kuang's luck was really good. After flying into the clothing store, it was fine. It was also wrapped in a pile of clothes. The violent shrapnel of the grenade was blocked by the car, the flames were blocked by the outer wall, and the flames that invaded the clothing store were sprayed onto a thick layer of clothes. Therefore, although he was indeed blown away, the actual fatal damage he suffered was limited.
Of course, it was an indisputable fact that he was blown away.
He, who didn't have much health, immediately lost half of his health.
It had to be said that Li Shuangmu's side really wasn't enough compared to those elites from the Hundred Battles. Although Li Shuangmu's personal abilities might not be weak, when the two sides engaged in a gunfight, they relied to a great extent on their comrades' cooperation, cover, alternating firepower, scouting the enemy's situation, and so on. Therefore, the role Li Shuangmu could play alone was actually very limited. As for Yin Kuang, this is the first time he has come into contact with a pistol. Could it be that you want the first person to fight against a group of veteran generals on the battlefield? Only Wang Ning. Alright, this guy didn't know where to hide from beginning to end.
A very realistic question was placed in front of Li Shuangmu's group. They did not even know how many of the enemies were, nor did they know where the enemies were. From the beginning to the end, apart from killing a black man who only knew how to chatter, Qiao'er also coincidentally injured a white man, they had never achieved any results. They had always been suppressed by the enemy without the slightest bit of strength to retaliate.
To tell the truth, this battle really couldn't be fought!
"Hurt! Hurt!" Li Shuangmu, who had always been gentle, blushed, "A bunch of idiots! They're simply a bunch of idiots! What a bunch of idiots! When the time comes, they're all scared. Why am I so unlucky to be in their group! I'm so regretful to take on this damn mission!"
Li Shuangmu hatefully spat out a mouthful of saliva. This was the first time he had done such a rude thing. If it was at home, he would have been punished very severely, simply because he spat out a mouthful of phlegm. But here …
"Ha! This is the first time I feel that this place is actually not bad!" Li Shuangmu laughed self-deprecatingly.
Then, Li Shuangmu took out a mirror and quietly peeked out.
Through the reflection on the mirror, Li Shuangmu saw that the two black figures were slowly moving in this direction. On the road, they parked or flipped over a lot of cars. These became their natural shelters. In addition, they moved forward very carefully and cooperated perfectly. Therefore, Li Shuangmu could not find a chance to make a move at all.
Moreover, he didn't know how many muzzles were aimed at him in that invisible darkness.
"Damn it! What the hell is that kid Zeng Fei doing?" Li Shuangmu scolded, "Forget it, begging for help is better than begging for help! I don't believe that my dignified Li Clan's Young Master will not be able to handle you miscellaneous fish!"
As he spoke, he took off his clothes and threw them out!
Da da da--
The storm of bullets landed on his ragged clothes. Before his clothes could land on the ground, he had already been shredded into pieces by the bullet.
Meanwhile, Li Shuangmu herself appeared in another direction.
As soon as he leaned out, he fired two shots in a certain direction, and then rolled onto the ground …