Steel steam and flame

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

Everyone in the hunting team was fiercely attacking the snipers on the roof in front of them. They put on masks. Although the two round lenses on them filtered the strong light, they further narrowed their field of vision. Sometimes, the range of what your eyes can see determines the length of your life.

Cassia got out of the crack. It was very uncomfortable inside and the air circulation was too poor. He felt the vibrations from the steam locomotives in front of him very early. It was not until he heard the gunshot signal that resounded above the entire station that he quietly climbed out.

Sure enough, just as he thought, his attention was attracted to Kara, and Cassia showed a victorious smile under her dark mask.

Hanging on his waist were six huge double-barreled shotguns that were already loaded with ammunition. He took a few steps forward lightly, and the remaining hunting team of more than 20 people were still hunching and hiding. Behind the car.

The sniper on the opposite side is so powerful that he can take a bullet just by exposing his head. The bullets fired from the unaimed muskets could not form an effective fire network to suppress them. Each of them cherished their own lives and huddled under the cover of the steam locomotive. They were being suppressed and beaten by one person, and their bullets could not even scratch the clothes of the snipers on the opposite side.

What a hell! In the few years since they have completely controlled this supply depot, where have they encountered such a thing? Is there anything that can't be solved with a clip of bullets?

No, they really haven't seen anything like this in the past few years. Even if he was once surrounded by wolves in the desert, he would not be able to walk back by relying on the iron blocks that breathed flames in his hands. This attack really hit them so hard that they couldn't even raise their heads, and they didn't dare to raise their heads either.

A skinny man casually fired the bullets in the gun magazine. He could no longer bear the pressure on his head, so he turned sideways and wanted to take a rest while reloading.

But when he took out the magazine from the bag on his side, he unexpectedly found a pair of feet wearing black shoes in his sight. His brain circuit is a little slow. Is there anyone who can stand at this time and not be killed by a sniper?

His eyes followed the uppers of the shoes all the way up. His eyes had not touched the waist of the owner of the feet. The muzzles of two double-barreled shotguns with calibers as thick as a baby's arms were facing his eyes. The barrels seemed to be filled with The bottomless dry well in the desert has no trace of water, which also means no trace of life.

"Hello." He actually heard the call of death coming from the darkness of the gun barrel.

The iron sand spurts out with high-pressure hot air, spreading forward in a circular fan shape. The people hiding behind the steam locomotive are all gathered in two or three. They are unprepared for what is behind them, but Cassia is fully prepared. , tilting the shotgun in his left and right hands, he drew the loaded shotgun hanging on his waist and fired. The huge recoil force did not show any deviation in his steel-like arms.

"First round, five."

The fingers were loosened, and before the two shotguns landed, Cassia's second round of firepower was ready again.

"Bang" "Bang"

The sound of the double-barreled shotgun was not very loud. On the contrary, in Cassia's opinion, it was the sound of a steam valve suddenly releasing and the high-pressure gas inside suddenly impacting over a large area.

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

The large caliber of the shotgun means that it is extremely powerful. Cassia does not need to deliberately aim at all. As long as he sees the general direction, his finger can pull the black steel trigger without hesitation. The iron sand splashed with some unquenched gunpowder sparks, and the people hiding behind the car were completely exposed to Cassia's bombardment. The thick clothes on their bodies had no defensive effect at all. When they were spread out, they were covered in a bloody mess.

Countless iron sands were embedded in the body. Unless the attack distance of the shotgun was narrowed again and a single shot could easily break the body of an adult male, the cause of death would be excessive bleeding.

The ammunition in the last two shotguns was finally sprayed out. Several people were pushed out of the cover of the car under the close impact. Carla's sniper rifle bullets also came at the same time, pouring into the heads of these people one by one. .

"Let me see what else you have!" The man in the hunting team looked fierce.

All the bullets in the six double-barreled shotguns in Cassia's waist were exhausted, and more than twenty people fell on the concrete floor filled with blood. 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 nearly 700 kilograms of strength.

The shotgun barrel, which was comparable to an iron ball, flew over with a strong wind, and there was a muffled sound of broken bones. A man's chest was completely collapsed from the blow, his heart was pierced by a broken rib, and his body twitched and collapsed. The other person also reacted and reluctantly raised the fire gun in his hand to resist, but he couldn't resist under the huge force and was completely knocked unconscious.

Cassia hunched down and squatted down in time, using the steam locomotive in front to avoid the bullets fired from 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 any remaining strength in his hands like he did with the lean man. When the steel fingers grasped the throats of the two people, they broke their necks. At this time, Cassia was not a lazy kitten still basking in the sun. She had exploded hair and exposed blood. Clawed beast.

"There are three people left." There was still sunshine in the voice, but in the ears of the remaining three people, there was a mournful sound.

In just ten seconds, when they figured out what happened in their minds, only three of them were left in the entire hunting team. They still haven't figured out where the man with the black crow mask in front of them came from.

The firecrackers and pistols in his hands were still spitting out flames, but they could not hit the man in front of him who was grabbing the barrel of the shotgun as fast as the wind. His footsteps were too fast, running as fast as a shadow, and his irregular pace caused all their bullets to miss.

"Stop, stop. Don't let the bullets run out together!" At this time, someone finally remembered their years of hunting experience. The cross firepower cannot be stopped and the man in front of them cannot be allowed to get close.

Some of them shuddered, unable to imagine the horrific scene.

However, they had not received any special training in the first place, and their mental qualities were all developed in fighting with animals such as sand wolves. After all, sand wolves are just more ferocious beasts. Compared with the endless malice carried by humans, they are like the difference between the sand under their feet and the desert.

Their arms were already tense due to the smell of blood. After all, they forgot the experience of capturing sand wolves. The bullets in the three people's magazines were all fired at the same time.

Reloading took at least a second or two before they removed the gun's magazine and threw out the cartridge case from the revolver. The gray hardwood butt of the double-barreled shotgun slashed across like a sharp sword.

The sound of cracking bones caused a person's neck to completely turn into a crescent shape. The other two people were so frightened that they rolled and crawled away from the man. As soon as they came out of the cover of the steam locomotive, two sniper bullets streaked through the air, with a whistling sound as clear as spring water. They had been waiting for them for a long time. .

Therefore, Kara and Cassia did not wait until the sun came out in the end, which was their complete plan.