Steel Steam and Flame

A pair of steel arms stretched out from the yellow sand in the crack, supported on both sides of the crack, moving gently and quietly, the crystal yellow sand fell from his body, and a pair of tightly tied military shoes were light and light. The ground stepped on the dry ground without making a sound.

　　 All the hunting team members were violently attacking the snipers on the roof in front of them. They put on face masks. Although the two round lenses on it filtered the strong light, they further narrowed their vision. Sometimes, the range that the eye sees determines the length of one's life.

　　 Cassia got out of the crack. It was very uncomfortable and the air circulation was too poor. He felt the vibration from the steam locomotives in front of him very early, and he only crawled out quietly until he heard the signal of gunfire resounding above the entire station.

　　 Sure enough, as I thought, Cara’s attention was drawn to him, and Cassia’s dark mask showed a triumphant smile.

There are six huge double-barreled shotguns that have been loaded and filled with ammunition hanging around his waist. He took a few steps gently, and the remaining hunting teams of more than twenty people are still arching and hiding. Behind the car.

　　 The sniper on the opposite side is so powerful, a bullet can be eaten by just showing his head. The bullets fired by the untargeted blunderbuss can't organize an effective firepower net to suppress them. They all cherish their lives and hide in the cover of the steam locomotive. They were being hit by a single person, and their bullets couldn't even wipe the clothes of the sniper opposite.

　　 really hell! In the years since they completely controlled the supply station, how could such a thing happen again? Is there anything that can't be solved with a clip?

　　 No, they haven't seen anything like this in the past few years. Even if he was once surrounded by wolves in the desert, he didn't finally come back by relying on the fire-breathing iron blocks in his hands. The attack this time really made them completely unable to raise their heads, and they did not dare to raise their heads.

　　 A thin, skinny man casually hit the bullets in the firecracker, and could no longer withstand the pressure on his head, so he turned his body sideways, wanting to take a break when he reloaded.

　　 But when he took out the magazine from the sideways clothes bag, he unexpectedly found a pair of feet wearing black shoes in his sight. His brain circuit is a bit slow. Is there anyone who can stand without being killed by a sniper at this time?

His eyes follow the upper of the shoe all the way up, his gaze has not touched the waist of the owner of the feet. The muzzle of two double-barreled shotguns with the diameter of a baby's arm are facing away from his eyes, and the barrel seems to be The bottomless dry well in the desert has no trace of water, which means there is no trace of life.

　　 "Hello." He truly heard the death call from the darkness of the barrel.

The iron sand spewed out with a high-compression hot air current, showing a circular fan-shaped forward expansion. There were two or three people hiding behind the steam locomotive. They were defenseless behind them, but Cassia was completely prepared. , The left and right hands were tilted with the shotgun, the well-loaded shotgun hung on his waist was drawn and fired. The great recoil was not a slight deviation in his steel-like arm.

　　 "The first round, five."

　　 The fingers were released, the two shotguns had not yet landed, and the second round of firepower in Cassia's hand was ready again.

　　 "嘭" "嘭"

　　 The sound of the double-barreled shotgun was not very loud. On the contrary, in the feeling of Cassia, it was a sudden release of the steam valve, and the high-pressure gas inside suddenly burst out of a large area.

　　The unsuspecting hunting team finally discovered that there was someone standing behind them, but when they discovered that behind dozens of steam locomotives lined up all the way, more than a dozen people had lost the ability to fight.

The large caliber of the 　　 shotgun means its immense power, and Cassia doesn’t need to deliberately aim, as long as he sees the general direction, his finger can pull the dark steel trigger without hesitation. The iron sand splash also carried some unextinguished gunpowder sparks, and the people hiding behind the car were completely exposed to the bombardment range of Cassia. The thick clothes on their bodies can't have the slightest defensive effect, and they are spread over them, and they are **** sights.

　　 Countless iron sand is embedded in the body, unless the shotgun's attack range is brought closer, and a shot easily interrupts the body of an adult male, the cause of death is excessive bleeding.

The ammunition in the last two shotguns finally spit out, and several people were pushed out of the car body under the impact of close range. Kara's sniper rifle bullets also came at the same time, filling their heads one by one. .

　　 "I see what else do you have!" The hunter's face was fierce.

　　 All the bullets in the six double-barreled shotguns on Cassia’s waist were shot, and more than 20 people fell on the blood-filled concrete floor. The last two shotguns were used by him as throwing weapons. Even though there are twenty-four inhibitory tubes in the body, Cassia's strength is still two-thirds of the normal level, which is close to seven hundred jin.

　　 The gun body of the shotgun, which is comparable to an iron ball, flew over with a strong wind, and a muffled sound of broken bones rang out in response. A person's chest was completely collapsed by the blow, and his heart was limp because of the broken ribs. And the other person also reacted, and barely raised the fire gun in his hand to resist, but he couldn't stand it under the huge force and was completely stunned.

Cassia squatted down with a bow at the right time, using the steam locomotive in front to dodge the bullets fired by the gun. He also approached the two people hiding behind the locomotive in front of him like a wolf. He stretched out his arms as fast as lightning. This time, he didn't have the surplus in his hands like he did with the lean man. The steel fingers twisted their necks when they held their throats. At this time, Cassia was not a lazy nap cat who was still basking in the sun, it was exploded and exposed to blood. A beast with sharp claws.

　　 "There are still three people left." There is still sunlight in the voice, but there is a sound of mourning in the ears of the remaining three people.

　　 In a short period of ten or so seconds, when they figured out what happened in their brains, the entire hunting team had only three of them left alone. Where did the person with the black crow mask in front come out? They have not figured out now~www.ltnovel.com~ The fire guns and pistols in their hands are still spitting flames, but they can't hit the one in front of them. The man holding the barrel of a shotgun like a gust of wind. His footsteps were too fast, his running speed was like a shadow, and his irregular pace made all their bullets miss.

　　 "Stop, stop. Don't let the bullets finish together!" At this time, someone finally remembered the experience of hunting all year round. The cross of fire cannot be stopped, and the man in front of him cannot be brought close.

　　 Some of them shuddered and couldn't imagine the terrible scene.

　　 But they didn't have any special training in the first place, and their mental qualities were all trained in fighting against the sand wolves. After all, sand wolves are just a bit fierce beasts. Compared with the endless malice carried by human beings, it is like the difference between the sand under their feet and the desert.

　　 They were so nervous that their arms were tense in the smell of blood. After all, they had forgotten the experience of capturing the sand wolf. The bullets in the three magazines were all shot at the same time.

　　 It takes at least one or two seconds to change the ammunition. They took off the cartridge of the firecracker and threw the cartridge case from the revolver. The gray hardwood **** of the double-barreled shotgun was like a sharp sword.

　　 The crackling sound of broken bones took a person's neck into a meniscus shape. In panic, the other two crawled and wanted to stay away from the man. They had just got out of the steam locomotive's head. Two sniper rifle bullets shot through the air, with the sound of clear spring water, they had waited for a long time. .

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