"Commander, we have confirmed that a team of apprentices is moving north, 1.25 kilometers away from here."

The reminder sound of the auxiliary AI made the middle-aged man glance to the north. One kilometer sounded like it only took an armored vehicle to step on the accelerator. But now, if all the resistance in a building is not resolved, his soldiers will be unable to move forward.

"The drones are watching them and if they are running away... leave them alone."

At this time, it is no longer realistic to think about killing all the apprentices in the tower. The intensity of firepower and fighting will shown by the apprentices amazes me. The veterans of the independent war group even have the illusion that they are in the Temple of Chaos.

Fight the most cunning Chaos Cultists in the area.

The apprentice at his feet was still panting. The middle-aged man pulled out the pistol from his waist and beat the half-grown boy to death: "Keep pushing forward and tell everyone that we are fighting for the high-ranking ones. Even if we all die,

Here, our family will also have a family fortune! The Red Tiger Chapter will still be rebuilt!"

After saying that, the middle-aged man glanced around. The hall of this dormitory was full of corpses. In order to go upstairs, his battle group lost 300 combat machines and half a company of veterans. The apprentice opposite him died.

Number person.

And upstairs, there are more deaths... It's a big loss, isn't it?

But it doesn't matter, as long as enough blood is shed today, the so-called making the best use of everything is what it means today.

………………

Lin Zhengkuan rolled and crawled into the ventilation duct buried under the flower bed. His comrades were covering him, and from here he could enter the warehouse without opening the warehouse door. There were two other dogs who came in with him.

Among the house goblins, one is the senior brother who came to support from the 35th floor, and the other is the junior brother who has been hiding in the corner since the beginning of the battle.

"Climb left at the corner in front." Senior Brother said.

"But don't you go right to enter the warehouse?" Lin Zhengkuan asked.

"Then you will face a heavy-duty explosion-proof door that requires a twenty-four-digit password. If you go left, you can bypass the explosion-proof door. I have climbed through this ventilation pipe dozens of times." The senior brother's answer was reasonable and well-founded, and Lin Zhengkuan was very convinced.

So he climbed to the left in front and passed a long pipe. Lin Zhengkuan kicked open the cover of the ventilation pipe and sprained his foot when he jumped down. The house goblin screamed and cursed, then jumped a few steps and stopped.

In front of a giant bipedal machine.

"What is this?" He looked at the machine.

It was so huge, filled with craftsmanship that Lin Zhengkuan didn't understand, the artillery that Lin Zhengkuan could drill into, the magazine that was bigger than Lin Zhengkuan... He turned to look at his senior brother: "Is this fearless!"

"I don't know. Fearless are all driven by artificial electronic brains, but this one uses an operating chair." At this point, the senior brother took his ID card and swiped open the internal security door. He turned around: "Lin Zhengkuan, what's next is

It’s time for you to perform.”

"Okay!" As Lin Zhengkuan nodded and walked towards him, the dull sound of the firing pin hitting the primer area of ​​the cartridge rang out in the warehouse.

When Lin Zhengkuan fell to the ground, he saw his senior brother reaching out to block the bullet flying towards him.

The next second, he collided with a Dulin wearing optical camouflage.

Lin Zhengkuan struggled, but he had no feeling in his legs. He touched his lower back and found a bullet hole in the middle. He gritted his teeth and probed with his fingers, and felt a deformed bullet.

Senior brother and the Dulin tribe were fighting each other, and both sides were trying to kill each other in the simplest and most direct way.

But the Dulin tribe was obviously an adult. Having gained the advantage in strength, he pulled out the dagger from his waist, first cut open his senior brother's face, and then pushed the dagger desperately into his senior brother's eye socket.

Lin Zhengkuan struggled and pulled out a folding knife from his waist. This knife was originally intended to be used by him one day to poke into the eyes of the slanderous Wang Dang waist, but today, he had never thought of using this folding knife like this.

Stab that Dulin to death.

The Dulin tribe from central and southern China roared, and the senior brother was desperately resisting. The dagger got closer and closer to his eyes, until his eyeballs were cut open.

But the senior brother never gave up.

Lin Zhengkuan's knife was still an arm's length away from the Dulin tribe's waist.

A small hand took the knife from his hand.

It was the little junior brother. With his face covered with tears and snot, he took the knife and stabbed it into the Dulin tribe's neck.

The senior brother snatched the control of the dagger. Having lost one eye, he pushed the Dulin away, grabbed the Dulin's hand that was clasping toward his eye socket with his left hand, and stabbed the dagger directly into the heart of the Dulin with his right hand.

Lin Zhengkuan smiled and took out his mobile phone from his pocket and put it in front of himself.

The strength gradually disappeared from his body. The seriously injured house elf unlocked the phone panel with his fingerprints, and then pushed it towards his senior brother with all his strength.

Just as the senior brother was about to stand up, a gunshot froze the smile on his face, and then two more gunshots were fired.

The senior brother fell in a pool of blood. Lin Zhengkuan looked desperately at the Dulin tribe who was still struggling - he had undergone transformation! Two hearts!

"Run!" Lin Zhengkuan subconsciously looked at the junior brother, only to find that he had already picked up a hammer.

The sound of gunshots and the muffled sound of hammers hitting flesh echoed in the warehouse at the same time.

The junior brother raised the hammer in his hand again, and a blood groove appeared on his face.

The braincase of the Dulin tribe has been deformed, revealing the transparent electronic inner shell inside, and the current is flowing inside, which is proof of being hit hard.

With the second hammer blow, the inner shell protective cover was damaged, and the Dulin clan could no longer move.

Lin Zhengkuan crawled to his senior brother and found that he was dead. The bullet entered from the left side of his waist, completely mincing his heart and lungs.

"Junior brother, come here." Lin Zhengkuan looked at the child and said, at the same time he took the gun and filled the magazine with the Dulin corpse.

The little guy came over and looked at Lin Zhengkuan: "I, I'm so scared. I'm walking slowly."

"No, you came just in time. Come, take this thing, go over there, put it on the scanner in front of the big shelf and scan it. The password is reset to zero."

"Senior brother, I will take you there."

"Senior brother, I can't do it anymore, you go..." The expression on Lin Zhengkuan's face gradually solidified, but he still put his thumb on the phone - that was the last step in the complete unlocking operation. He had lost his visual ability and listened.

The cry was no longer real, and he handed the mobile phone in his hand to the direction where the child might be: "Go...listen to me..."

………………

Mars saw a tall tower in the distance, with flames blazing into the sky.

"We must make them pay the price." There were tears in Nie's voice.
Chapter completed!