There was no minefield or abyss in front of him, but Xu Le, who was hiding behind the wall, still felt an infinite chill, because there was a hail of bullets there. Now that he has crossed the stars to come here, he will move forward bravely, but the screeching gunshots and the splattered pieces of cement in the corners blocked his way.
He twitched his nose, lowered his head and took out two black Cayenne foldable repeater light machine guns from his bag. The fire at the door was so intense that it directly suppressed him behind the wall, and it was impossible to probe at all. The dust had already filled the dimly lit corridor, and the alarm bells kept ringing. Hit him, there is a little pain, especially the exposed jaw, blood can already be seen.
If he was in the MX mech at this time, this building could be easily destroyed by him, why was it blocked in this small space with bullets.
He put the travel bag on his back tightly, leaving a hole of the right size. He raised the gun in his hand and shook his wrist vigorously. The folded Cayenne light machine gun in his right hand was full of cold killing intent. With a soft sound, the alloy fastener automatically disengaged, the gun handle was still in hand, but the black barrel was already pointed in the direction of the corridor door.
Some dry and white lips quivered a few times quickly, as if swearing a few swear words, Xu Le took a few deep breaths to get rid of his nervousness, a hint of strength flashed in his eyes, stood up Get up, pull the trigger.
A low and huge gunshot sounded, and countless bullets roared out.
At the same moment, he stepped on the corner of the wall riddled with bullet scars, and all the terrifying power in his body kicked out, and the whole person swept across the smoke-filled corridor, but it was diagonally upwards, straight to the corner of the wall.
The muscle fibers on his left leg collapsed, bursting out with great power, but it was just a blink of an eye, Xu Le's body had already swept to the corner of the wall, and then forcibly turned, rushed into the smoke.
While doing this series of high-speed movements, the flames of the two Cayennes in his hands never stopped, hitting the walls inside the building with a clatter.
The firepower at the gate was suppressed a little, and then it rose again. These well-trained militants, who followed Medellin did not know how many battles they had experienced in Qinglong Mountain, naturally would not make such tactical mistakes, even bullet density. It became a little more violent in an instant, because they knew that the invasion would definitely choose to forcibly dash forward.
However, the choice of the militants made a habitual mistake. The direction of the bullets was mainly directed downward, because generally speaking, people with strong firepower who want to avoid the fire blockade will choose to slide fast against the ground. It never occurred to me that today's intruder had such a strange and terrifying physique, that he could swept a distance of more than three meters with just one kick.
The corner of the wall had been blasted softly by gunfire, and was kicked by Xu Le's left foot, and suddenly collapsed. Just when the oddly-shaped cement blocks fell to the ground, Xu Le also passed through the smoke and landed heavily on the side of the gate. Towards the place, he narrowly avoided the dangerously flying bullets in the corridor.
Da Da Da, the two Cayenne spewed flames and slammed into the three militants in front of them. Xu Le rushed over with his head lowered, and before he had time to swing his arms forward, he directly kicked the still standing. At the man's knee, there was a click, and the man's knee suddenly bent, deformed and broke.
Before the screams could be heard, Xu Le's hands were already retracted, and with a wave of his left hand, he dropped the MP5 submachine gun that the man was holding tightly. Pulled the trigger.
If the dull sound like a rainstorm hit a dense forest suddenly sounded, the militant did not snort, and the ammunition spewed by the muzzle was directly hit and flew out, and the blood was scattered in the smoke, which was extremely bloody.
Xu Le wiped the blood off his face, and didn't look at the itchy wound on his left shoulder. Since the movement of his left arm was fine, it was probably just shrapnel that had been wiped away during the melee. Looking at the corridor in front of him, he quickly took out the magazine from his back and put it on, lowered his head and continued to charge.
An intruder with amazing speed, two Cayenne light machine guns, two flames, a rain of bullets, the dense and dull gunfire in the Foundation building, and the figures falling on both sides of the road.
With the help of the wonderful power in his body, Xu Le's strength and speed are stronger than the best professional soldiers. The mechanic's calmness allows him to perfectly control his every movement on such a dangerous battlefield. . What is even more astonishing is his observation ability and reaction speed. Among the smoke debris and whistling bullets, he is like a shadow, relying on the few covering objects in the corridor to quickly dash forward.
He hadn't learned any of the rushing tactics in the federal army. Such a brave and fearless rushing forward seemed more like a stupid act of seeking death. However, it was this very unprofessional tactical choice, combined with his extremely powerful combat ability, that caught the armed personnel in the building by surprise.
These militants who had just woken up from their sleep and were intercepted with weapons in front of them had no idea that after the intruders broke through the first gate, they rushed over in a hail of bullets without taking any rest.
The Cayenne in Xu Le's hands kept spewing flames, reaping the lives of those on the field. He can find the other party's position earlier than the other party, so as to make effective avoidance, and make the shooting action in the shortest time. I have to say that in the underground armory of Baishui Company, Secretary Bai spent more than ten days of special training, making him truly become a killer.
In less than fifteen seconds, he had passed this corridor, leaving behind the bodies of five militants.
At the moment when the door opened, Xu Le clearly heard the beeping sound when the last bullet from the Cayenne light machine gun in his hand was ejected. At the same time, he saw two shadows under the outer wall of the door, hiding there. With the two of them, he has quietly raised the firearm in his hand, ready to shoot.
He didn't stop rushing forward, thrust his arms through his arms, and threw the Cayenne in his hand. The all-metal machine slammed heavily on the wall, and with that huge force, it smashed back incomparably quickly, hitting the two people hiding behind the door.
The two militants turned their guns subconsciously. At this time, Xu Le had already rushed behind the door, his right hand protruded like lightning, grabbed the hot barrel of the other party, and bent hard, only to hear a strange sound The sound, the metal barrel is actually deformed and bent!
His palm was passed along the barrel of the gun and slashed at the man's throat. At the same time, his body was slammed back, pressed into the arms of another militant, and the man's hand was slammed back. The firearm was also pressed in between, making the man unable to shoot.
The single elbow slammed out and hit the hard firearm, but the huge force shook into the militant's body.
The militant who was slashed in the throat with a palm knife had a look of shock and disbelief in his pale eyes. The wall collapsed.
The other militant behind the door, with his sternum shattered, fell to the ground, unconscious and dying.
Xu Le, whose body was covered in blood, took a few steps to the left, hid himself behind the printer, and took a few quick breaths before his pale complexion became slightly normal.
But then, he put his trembling right arm into the travel bag behind him, took out another Cayenne, and stood up.
This is his best gun. Since entering the building, thirteen people have already died in his hands. The crisp sound of the Cayenne light machine gun and the clear sense of shock have made Xu Le very clear about what he is doing. At this time, he didn't have time to think about whether he was right or wrong to kill Medellin today, and he didn't have any emotions to analyze, whether there was a hidden element of violence in his body, he only knew that he had to speed up.
Glancing at the structure diagram of the Foundation building displayed on the watch, Xu Le wiped the blood on his face and walked towards the East Third District.
The images of this road were all recorded by the monitoring equipment inside the building, and then transmitted to the temporary headquarters in the annex building. It was this series of fast-moving, stunned scenes that made the Secret Service captain shudder.
On the other side of the foundation building, some voices calling for arming could be faintly heard, but Xu Le didn't seem to hear it. As he ran towards the other side quickly, he looked at his watch and calculated the appointment time for Secretary Bai to re-enter the system. At the same time, he conducted a final inspection of his equipment.
At this moment, there was a loud noise several hundred meters away from the building. After the violent explosion, a black cloud rose up, and the strong shock wave directly swept over, smashing all the glass windows in the foundation building. Shattered, countless fragments clanked and danced in the space.
Xu Le walked forward with his head lowered, covering his head with his arms, and didn't seem to care about the sudden explosion. In fact, he knew that it must be the Magnolia on the top of the mountain that detonated the plastic high-energy bomb placed in the toilet at the entrance of the parking lot.
The bomb was installed by Xu Le himself. He was very aware of the power of the explosion. According to the information provided by the anti-government forces, the secret passage leading from the MP's office to the underground parking lot should have collapsed, but he didn't know it. Has Medellin been bombed, or is that Mr. Member of Parliament was bombed back again.
Since he couldn't confirm it, he had to charge in again and kill that fellow with a gun.
However, before breaking into the East 3rd District, he felt a little strange, because after a burst of noise, the inside of the building suddenly became quiet. With superhuman ear power, he could vaguely hear the sound of hurried footsteps below.
Has the MP's back-up security finally arrived? Xu Le's eyes narrowed slightly. In his plan, these backup forces should have arrived long ago. I don't know who is helping him delay, but it seems that this delay has lost its effect.
Holding the Cayenne in both hands, he squinted and looked at the empty hall in front of him, but the smell of infinite danger, slowly raised the gun, placed it on his eyes, and began to accurately aim, while the pace gradually slowed down.