MTL - Darkness is Coming-Chapter 133 battlefield

   In order to fire the first shot, Shiro, who was standing on the tall building, prepared for a long time.

   As the only saint who can use firearms, Bai knows that he has great strategic significance in this raid, especially the first shot he fired will directly guide the trend of the entire battle.

   He did not choose Yang Xiaoqian or Liu Yuanzhou as his target, not only because the colored baffles that blocked the line of sight perfectly blocked their figures, but also because Bai knew very well that Liu Yuanzhou and Yang Xiaoqian would not be so easy for him to succeed.

   Not only Xie Chenghao was exposed to Bai's sight and range, but Xie Chenghao's ability was the most difficult for Bai, so he became Bai's first target.

After    pulled the trigger and shot Xie Chenghao, Bai quickly put away the gun rack and hid in the shadows to prepare for transfer. Facing the most elite warriors of mankind and the Awakened with a variety of methods, even Bai did not dare to be too big. After revealing his position, he immediately moved his position, leaving Wang Hai's counterattack empty.

Before the two teams of saints were only cannon fodder to attract attention and consume the strength of the other party, they had already completed their mission and let Bai successfully kill Xie Chenghao. Can pose a threat to humans in the International Trade Building.

   In human army tactics, the coordination of infantry and artillery is a very important part. From Bai's point of view, this is also the same when it comes to the saints who originate from humans and are higher than humans.

If there is no firepower suppression that can pose a threat to the opponent, relying solely on corpse sea tactics or mindless charging, it will be a death sentence. Even if the physical strength and mobility of the saints are much higher than that of humans, the mere two hundred still cannot break through the machine guns and artillery. barrage of death.

   Now Xie Chenghao is dead. In the tall buildings near the Guomao Building, dozens of windows are wide open, and all kinds of venom, bone spurs, and sarcoid bombs fly from the windows to the front of the Guomao door, pointing to the soldiers' positions.

The thick dark green corrosive venom will die instantly, and the bones will melt into a liquid; the penetrating power of the long bone spurs is not weaker than that of a standard rifle, and bulletproof vests cannot resist it. What is even more terrifying is that those thick and long bone spurs are hitting. When it reaches the object, it will burst into dozens of pieces like a grenade and splash around; the bomb-like sarcoid will be thrown over and exploded, releasing a thick stench of poisonous smoke, making people nowhere to avoid.

   "Biochemical suit! Helmet!"

  Wang Hai gave an order, and the soldiers in the back row put on the biochemical suits that had been prepared earlier, put on helmets and gas masks, and replaced them in front of the battle to let the soldiers in front retreat and change their clothes, and the position of the front finger fell into a short period of misfire.

   "The opponent came prepared! Don't underestimate the enemy's combat IQ!" It was not despair, but Wang Hai felt cold at this moment and was not optimistic about the outcome of this battle.

   Because all their preparations are based on the idea that the other is a mutant.

The    Falcon Squad, and the Distant Rescue Club, are often at war with mutants. In terms of understanding of mutants, they ranked second, but no one in Yuanjiang dared to recognize first. But in everyone's impression, the mutants are just high-level zombies who have recovered a little IQ and can only use physical power. I never thought that the mutants would use tactics like the human army, and they still learned the same way.

The    mutant's body is stronger than that of humans, and its vitality is stronger than that of humans. Now it can use weapons and strategies like humans. For a moment, Wang Hai felt that the superiority of being a human was gone.

  These mutants must be killed! Otherwise the consequences are unimaginable.

   At this time, taking advantage of the cover of their companions, the three teams of mutants charged towards Guomao. After the rudimentary fortifications, the fighters in bio-suits and gas masks began to fight back, mutants with venom spurs and bio-bombs, and they also had machine-gun grenades and mortars.

   The two sides fought back and forth fiercely for a while, but there were many high-rise buildings around, as many windows, and dozens of mutants scattered everywhere, so most of the bullets and shells fell in the air.

"Cha" A sub-machine gunner who was attaching the chain to the machine gun stopped and looked at his right arm blankly. Just now, a bone spur smashed his side and slashed the biochemical suit he was wearing. and his right arm muscles. Just as he looked down for a moment, the wound quickly festered and oozes pus. He couldn't feel the pain, but he could feel that his life was passing quickly.

   The bone spurs that bounced out of the mutant body must also contain a virus, right? If you are caught and bitten by an ordinary zombie, you will be infected and become a walking corpse, not to mention your muscles will be cut by the bone spurs of the mutant?

   "Xiaobao!" His comrades shouted, but the soldier called Xiaobao stared blankly at his wound as if he hadn't heard it.

   "Small bag! Hidden!" The shout was even sharper, even overshadowing the roaring gunfire around him.

   Xiaobao still ignored it, and then stepped back abruptly to avoid the hand of his comrades who stretched out to pull his shoulder, pulled out the pistol around his waist and pressed it against his temple.

"Xiaobao, don't!" Although the most correct thing to do at this time is to immediately shoot Xiaobao in the head and help him, but they have been together for so many days and nights, and they don't know how many times they have saved each other's lives. Where is this kind of brother who has a life-long relationship? Got to go.

   Xiaobao moved his index finger on the trigger, but did not pull the trigger.

Watching Xiaobao put down his pistol, he was worried that his comrades in arms found that he did not relax at all. Instead, he had a strange and inexplicable thought: Xiaobao should have committed suicide... If he is infected, there is no way to save him. The pain of choice is left to others, to the self who is closest to him.

   "Team King!" Xiaobao suddenly shouted and started to strip off his biochemical suit.

   Wang Hai looked at Xiaobao, stunned for half a second, then understood what Xiaobao wanted to do, and shouted: "Xiaobao, don't!"

But Xiaobao had made up his mind, and Wang Hai's order was just as if he didn't hear it. He tore off his biochemical suit, unbuttoned his body armor, threw down his gas mask, bent his legs and jumped out of the pile of sandbags, leaving his position and moving forward regardless gallop.

I am dead. Xiaobao thought to himself, but I don't want to shoot myself like a coward, I don't want such a meaningless and worthless way to die, I'm going to rush out, I'm going to pull a few **** mutants to back my back, I'm going to die like seniors Died on the same road.

   The biochemical suit is too heavy, the bulletproof vest is too heavy, and the gas mask is too heavy. They will affect the speed of my running. I am a dead person.

   Xiaobao's running is different from ordinary people. He sometimes jumps left and right, sometimes rolls on the spot, and sometimes uses his hands and feet to make various irregular movements. This is the tactical evasion that the instructor taught them to avoid sniping. He has never learned it well. Until now, he finally used the classic textbook-like evasion on the real battlefield. The venom can't touch him, and the bone spurs touch Without him, the poisonous smoke festered his skin and corroded his internal organs, but it couldn't stop him either.

   "The King Team—"

   Before losing his strength and falling down, Xiaobao used all his strength to roar. Wang Hai gritted his teeth and kept shooting. Xiaobao used himself as a target to attract firepower and pointed out the locations of the mutants hiding in the tall buildings.

   Xiaobao, relying on the only remaining vague consciousness, pulled the pull ring of the tactical grenade and rushed towards the mutants in front. At this time, he was only one step away from the mutants rushing towards Guomao.

   "Boom"

   The explosion sounded, and there were no bones left.