The picked firearm spit out flames instantly, illuminating the mist in front of the muzzle, and a refracted light as beautiful as a rainbow appeared. He raised his right arm extremely high and swung it extremely fast, and the flames and the surrounding magnificent light refracted and dispersed quickly, like a red fan that suddenly opened.
After a few muffled sounds, I don't know how many bullets hit the militants, and how many hit the hard concrete walls. In the darkness, only the shadowy figures of six or seven militants could be seen. One of the shadowy figures groaned and his neck collapsed.
Xu Le had never joined the army, but just for the Ministry of National Defense's mechanic sergeant examination, he wrote down countless military regulations and battle formations. In fact, this knowledge was not very useful for his examination, but Feng Yu The uncle asked him to learn, and he learned it honestly. He didn't expect that it would work at this moment, and the bullet scattered randomly in the nervousness actually successfully hit a target.
This should be the first time he fired a shot. The heavy feeling on his wrist and the slightly numb recoil made his body a little uncomfortable lying in the water. This standard burst gun should belong to a security guard of a certain Tai family, but the security guard has already died in the raid of the military mecha, and the corpse is not known how many fragments it has broken into. Fortunately, the firearm's insurance had already been opened, allowing Xu Le to complete the shooting as soon as possible.
Xu Le's response was quick, and what was even more admirable was his unyielding, silent and firm character. Being shaken to the ground by the mecha, his subconscious action was to grope for a weapon on the ground. Keep fighting for your life...even if it's just fighting.
In order not to expose his target in the dark, Xu Le raised his right arm to shoot at a very high level. That's true. The group of well-trained militants still accurately determined his position. A hurried rain of bullets sounded, and there was a sharp sound of breaking the air, and countless water splashes and cement fragments were hit and flew!
Just got bitten by a mosquito.
Xu Le leaned against the back door and breathed rapidly, his chest kept rising and falling, and he felt a few pains on his right arm. He knew that he had been hit by those militants before he slipped through the door, but in the dark, he had no idea that he was in the Where is the gun, I only know that there is a penetrating wound on the right arm. The bullet hit him in the upper arm, blood was flowing, and the pain was destroying his nerves.
Just got bitten by a mosquito! In the dark, his face was pale but no one could see him, his eyes brightened to a terrifying degree, he breathed heavily, ignoring whether the militants could hear him or not, and kept repeating words related to mosquitoes, persuading him. Don't care about your injuries, convince yourself that you can still live in such a difficult time.
More serious than the gunshot wound was the injury to his right leg. In order to shake the huge and heavy mecha, he concentrated all the power in his body and kicked it out on his legs. Although he successfully destroyed the attack of the mecha's main cannon, the huge counter-shock, It directly destroyed his right leg, which was twisting in a terrifying posture at this time, and the broken bones inside were poking at his red and swollen leg muscles.
It was very painful, but it was numb to the extreme, and Xu Le couldn't feel it at all.
The rain in the underground parking lot was still spraying, and the smell of blood was lighter than before, but the smell of burnt was getting heavier. I don't know if the room in the far distance of the gym that was hit by the main cannon of the mecha was blazing.
Xu Le lay on the ground silently holding the unfamiliar metal firearm. On the other side of the door are several militants involved in the assassination. Those militants obviously had a military background and were accustomed to following mechas in group operations, but they were no strangers to individual combat.
This silent and tense confrontation didn't last long, at least not as long as Xu Le felt at this time. The group of militants didn't have much time to spend with him, and they had to retreat before the federal authorities could react. Although under the brilliance of the First Charter, even if they retreat, it is estimated that it will be difficult for them to escape from the Federation.
The gunshots resumed, and countless bullets shot against the heavy door, spattering sparks and debris. If the door of the underground parking lot is not made of metal, I am afraid that Xu Le behind the door has already been beaten into a hornet's nest.
Xu Le, who was behind the door, curled up as much as possible to prevent himself from being affected by the stray bullets splashing around in the passage. He didn't dare to raise his head or move at all. However, he raised the gun consciously and aimed it at an angle beside him. It was entirely his intuition.
As soon as the gunfire stopped, a sharp figure rushed in. Xu Le's index finger was lightly pulled, and the bullet shot out from the barrel of the gun in his hand, knocking the figure down directly...
However, after he pulled his index finger, he realized that he was wrong, because this was not one of the militants, but the corpse of a security officer whose body had been slashed by mecha shrapnel!
Xu Le's pupils shrank, knowing that at the moment when he reached the time of life and death, a new energy surged up in his already empty body. He snorted, kicked the back of the door with his only intact left leg, and forcibly slid half a meter to the side on the ground.
Just as he slid, a dark barrel poked silently from behind the door, hitting where he had been, causing a spark.
Dangerously dodging the shot, Xu Le's slightly narrowed eyes burst into a bright light, and he threw himself to the side, and the gun in his hand opened fire again.
The militant who rushed into the door with a submachine gun in both hands was immediately shrouded in the rain of bullets. The bullet hit the person's body armor, making a dull sound, and slammed him directly into the door. A loud bang.
Xu Le raised his gun slightly and shot the person's head into a watermelon that fell from the sky.
The half-open door, in the dark environment, is like the big mouth of a legendary monster, which seems to swallow all life. The militants on the opposite side of the door should think so, and Xu Le behind the door even more so. He squatted against the wall with difficulty, not knowing how many bullets were left in the gun in his hand.
He was supposed to pick up the submachine gun of the dead militant, but he just moved there cautiously. Hiding his body behind the corpse, his right hand slowly lowered and touched beside his boots.
At this time, in the quiet and dark passage behind Xu Le, there was a sudden sound of footsteps. The footsteps were very light. If not a child, it should be a very light woman, and the footsteps should not be a person.
At such a tense time, there are still people in the stadium who have not evacuated. Xu Le's eyes were filled with deep worry. If those innocent people were allowed to come here, it would only be a dead end.
"Fuck you! Fuck you!" Xu Le said swear words expressionlessly, not knowing what these swear words meant to him, but his always smiling, sincere eyes did not It is getting brighter and more decisive.
"Don't come here!" he shouted to the owner of the footsteps behind the darkness.
As his voice appeared, the gunshots outside the door rang out again. The gunfire split the space in front of Xu Le. He couldn't do anything at all. He could only watch the figures of two armed men rush over and enter behind the door.
"Fuck you!" Xu Le scolded softly, then rushed towards the two figures. The two militants obviously didn't expect him to hide in such a close place so fiercely and fearlessly, and they didn't expect the other party's reaction to be so fast.
Xu Le's movements at this time were indeed extremely fast. At the time of his life and death, he exploded all the strength in his body. Those tremors began to squeeze his already exhausted body, as if to squeeze every pair of muscle fibers out of him. Come.
Like a gray shadow, he pounced on him, pulled the trigger within a very short distance, shot the militant a little further away, and instantly lost the gun in his hand, and when the gun left his hand, He slammed into another militant.
The elbow protrudes and hits the opponent's throat cartilage.
Pushing the crotch, using the bone on the side of the waist, hit the opponent's crotch ruthlessly.
Probing his fingers, his fingertips stabbed into the opponent's eye socket.
The practice that started in the mine, and the concierge at Ewha University, didn’t stop for a day. After hard training, the ten postures that Uncle Feng Yu taught Xu Le had become some kind of instinct of his body. In this instant, his strength exploded in an all-round way and showed it to the fullest. That comfortable and violent feeling actually made him forget that he was dragging a broken leg and was shot several times.
It's all weird and heroic melee skills!
The throat was broken, the scrotum was broken, the eyeballs were swollen, and the blood and juice were soaring.
However, his body was already exposed at the door at this time. Xu Le didn't pause at all, and rushed out silently and bravely against the corpse of the militant.
The sound of gunshots rang out, and a metal tool suddenly appeared on Xu Le's elbow. When he pressed his finger, a blue electric arc suddenly illuminated the corner of the underground parking lot.
A militant on the side was hit by the arc, and as soon as he fell down, the submachine gun bullet that was still shooting in his hand hit a partner in the thigh.
Xu Le rushed over, the tip of the stun stick in his hand had already protruded out, and he poked directly at the guy who was kneeling on the ground. However, these militants are worthy of being the elite soldiers in the army. Although Xu Le, a sudden variable, inexplicably killed several of his companions, this guy who was accidentally injured by his companions, at this critical moment, still showed that the federal soldiers are extremely Excellent soldier quality.
In such a short period of time, within such a close distance, it was impossible to raise a gun to shoot. The militant groaned, and within the extremely short arc lighting time, he could clearly see the direction of Xu Le's stab, and put the submachine gun in his hand. Grid, very skillfully caught Xu Le's wrist.