Hank is a sergeant. He can be a sergeant in the "51 Zone" where the most elite and outstanding soldiers gathered, so he naturally has his own outstanding features.

"Gun mastery" is Hank's ability. In fact, in the official recognition, he is just a "superman" whose visual perception has evolved.

However, every time I pick up a gun, I feel like I am making my fingers, so Hank, who has been playing with guns for half his life, stubbornly gave his abilities a more appropriate name.

When the alien army attacked in the early morning, Hank, who was not on duty, was resting at his home in a residential area. When the fire broke out, he woke up immediately and wanted to rush out with a gun.

At that time, the alien air force almost enveloped the whole city, and the ground was full of alien traces. Seeing a companion living downstairs rushing into the yard, before he could fire, the alien was torn into pieces. Hank, who was shocked and angry, grabbed the gun without hesitation and glanced out of the window.

It was his wife who stopped him, including his daughter. The two rushed over and grabbed his gun, but they were afraid of attracting the object.

A man like steel also has his own fragile side. His beautiful wife and daughter are Hank's only one. When he saw more aliens pouring into the city, the sad Hank had no doubt that the base had been destroyed.

It still surprised him a little, at least those aliens did not rush into the residential area to start a massacre.

Soon, Hank discovered the clue.

As long as you don’t open the door and go out, don’t try to hide in the house and put cold guns. As long as you think that countless cruel monsters do not exist, they will also act as if you do not exist and will not attack actively.

Of course. This is not absolute either.

At least Hank saw the military and police station on the corner of the street. The military and police who were deeply disgusted by soldiers closed the door and did not come out, but were still broken into the door by monsters. Just listening to the shrill screams, Hank knew that there was no living inside. He must have been slaughtered.

I don't understand how these monsters distinguish them, but obviously their attacks are very regular, and I prefer to attack those that may cause serious casualties to them.

Until dawn, the terrified Hank's family had never calmed down.

"It's not okay to hide like this all the time. There is no extra food at home, so we can't hold on for a few days. You guys don't want to go out to hide here, I'll go and have a look first."

Lying on the window and repeatedly confirming that there was no monster in his sight. Hank couldn't help but pick up the gun and wanted to go out.

"Hank. Wait a little longer, it's not dawn."

Hank's wife grabbed him, and his three-year-old daughter also grabbed the corner of his clothes in panic.

Without saying anything, he hugged his wife and had it affectionately, kissed her forehead, Hank lowered his head and kissed his daughter's hair, then broke free and went out like a gust of wind.

Hank was quiet in the corridor, and he was not surprised. He didn't hate "Clones" as much as others. On the contrary, he felt that they were very quiet, and he lived with several comrades in the residential building of "Clones".

He walked slowly along the stairs. During this period, Hank encountered no abnormalities and soon arrived at the first floor lobby.

Standing at the gate, the cautious Hank did not rush to go out and observed the crack in the door for a while.

Everything was so calm that it was scary. On the street in front of the door, his untalking comrade-in-arms fell to the ground. The blood flowing from the corners of his tightly closed mouth had long dried up.

There was no sound of gunfire, nor any human sounds. After standing for a while, Hank was about to go out. Suddenly he heard a sound.

"If I were you, I would go back and stay with my wife and daughter, and don't go out and seek death."

Hank turned the gun and looked back nervously, unable to help but be slightly stunned.

The woman who appeared behind him silently in a clean casual clothes and a quiet expression, did not seem to have survived a nightmare disaster.

"Who are you?"

Hank asked vigilantly without hesitation.

He didn't know this woman, more than 95% of the residents in this building were "clone", while Hank was familiar with the others.

Ignoring Hank's question, the woman ignored the muzzle of the automatic rifle that had been opened, raised her foot and walked towards the door.

"stop!"

Hank was anxious, raised his gun, and his fingers tightened slightly on the trigger.

Suddenly, his eyes burst into tears and his heart screamed in his heart. Hank pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The latest silencer perfectly concealed the gunshots, and amid the low and short gunshots, Hank saw a purple light pouring into his eyes.

The clear eyes turned into strange purple pupils, and the woman who appeared in front of Hank in an instant, her invisible eyes seemed to have tangible light waves, invading Hank's wide eyes.

After a moment, the woman withdrew her gaze and slowly walked to the front door.

The purple light flashed in his eyes, and Hank, who had recovered from normality, lowered his muzzle and stood respectfully behind the woman.

"What are they looking for? This is the third time this carpet-style search."

Just as I was about to raise my foot and go out, suddenly the woman's brow frowned.

Turning around and stretching out his white wrist, Hank hurriedly handed the gun in his hand over as if he knew what the woman wanted to do.

The tender hand grabbed the steel gun, just like twisting a trick, and the woman twisted the automatic rifle into a ball of iron lump in just a few moves.

Without looking back, he reached out and threw the scrap iron into the trash can not far away. The woman turned around and walked up to the corridor.

With a respectful look, Hank looked around and walked to the trash can at the corner of the building and sat down.

That wasn't over. He grabbed some disgusting garbage from the trash can and wiped it. Until the stench completely covered up his own scent, he buried his head between his knees, and he began to tremble like a fearful homeless man.

Soon, the empty door of the building opened.

A monster penetrated into the skull, and the huge kiss of saliva stuck to trembled slightly. After a moment, it opened the door and walked in slowly.

It was probably attracted by the smell of gunpowder in the air. After all, no monster stepped into the building for a whole night. After standing in the lobby on the first floor for a while, the monster began to walk towards Hank.

A strong smell of blood came to my face, and it was mixed with an indescribable terrifying aura.

Hank's reaction was even more intense, burying his head deep into his crotch, and his body trembled sharply.

Stopped in front of Hank, the messenger alien lowered his head, and the huge kiss trembled and poked out from the smooth bone hood, as if he was sniffing it.

Perhaps because he didn't notice anything abnormal, the messenger alien soon lost interest in him, turned around and ran up the corridor.
Chapter completed!