Accompanied by an impassioned grenadier march, the musketeers in bright red uniforms and tall hats marched neatly, marched out in formation under the command of the military drum, and stopped opposite the gate. Then, under a series of orders from the officer,
Put the gun under your shoulder, load it, level the gun body, and prepare to shoot!
At the rear of the formation were ten 12-pound guns. At this time, the gunners had calibrated the target and thrust the red-hot gun into the gunpowder pool.
Boom, a ball of fire emitted from the muzzle, lead bullets flew out, and a thick cloud of white gunpowder smoke rose up. The sweating artillerymen immediately pushed the artillery that had been displaced due to the strong recoil back to its original position, and held the loading hand
Pick up a long-handled brush, dip it in water and put it into the gun barrel to clean...
Zhao Guangji and the hawker were so frightened that five lead bullets came through the air with a whistling sound and hit the floor. Then they immediately bounced up due to the strong kinetic energy and continued to jump around. Wherever they went, they were like spider webs.
It cracked and stone chips flew.
Boom, a big hole was knocked out of the museum door, and wood chips were scattered everywhere. At this time, the musketeers were ready. Under the shooting order, a sound like exploding beans sounded. The door was completely smashed into a sieve, and the light leaked through the back. In the middle of the night,
Extremely eye-catching.
The way out was blocked, and the two newcomers were helpless for a moment, but the artillery on the opposite side had already turned around and aimed over. Boom, the second round of artillery fired happened to land in the herd of bone beasts running past, smashing out all the ground.
bone.
Zhao Guangji finally remembered that he still had the AK74 in his hand, and pulled the trigger to fire, but it did not fire. Then he remembered that he had not pulled the bolt, and the vendor simply held his head and could not get up.
A volley of gunshots came over and pinned them down in the corner.
Lin Weiguo and Qin Yan protected Emma and kept smashing the mummies chasing after them. Fortunately, they had strong firepower. Otherwise, they would have been breached long ago with just a few rifles. Finally, the reporter and the man in the ball cap were not so useless and started to
fight back.
Tang Zheng shook the reins, and the velociraptor jumped onto a long table filled with food and sprinted past. He looked back and realized that it was the "Last Supper" walking out of the oil painting. Judas was disturbed by Tang Zheng, and his hands
With a shudder, the money bag he had just received fell to the ground, and thirty silver coins rolled out with a jingle.
Bang, the Demon-Slaying Holy Flame opened fire, killing one of the ghosts. Seeing Tang Zheng catching up, the remaining two let out ear-piercing screams and called for help.
Tang Zheng turned the barrel of the gun with one hand and fired again. Another one's head was blown off. The remaining one caught the fallen crown, swam desperately, and flew towards the ventilation duct on the ceiling dozens of meters high.
go.
The buckshot flew past the ghost. After three rounds, it was finally broken into pieces, and the crown flipped over and fell.
Tang Zheng was about to reach out and catch it when he caught a glimpse of a dark shadow from the corner of his eye. A pterosaur with a skeleton as big as three elephants flew through the arch. Every time it flapped its wings, the strong airflow would overturn the bottom.
All the cultural relics, including many porcelain and pottery pots, were broken.
Tang Zheng jumped off the Velociraptor, took out the Terminator captured from the captain of the Vodka Squad in Castlevania, aimed it at the skeleton pterosaur flying in mid-air, connected the current, and the six barrels rotated sizzlingly, then spurted out a stream of
Metal barrage.
The bullet group was like a fire dragon, chasing behind the skeleton pterosaur, hitting the ceiling, as if it had been plowed, and the plaster fell down with a splash.
Ding dong, the crown fell to the ground, making a crisp metallic sound, but Tang Zheng had no time to pick it up. The skeleton pterosaur began to dive with majestic momentum like a high-speed train traveling at full speed. If he was hit, it would definitely be serious.
The consequences of broken bones.
Tang Zheng held the gun in both hands, leaned back slightly, and pointed the gun at the pterosaur. This time he finally hit the target. Under the barrage, the pterosaur began to shatter, and various bones and debris fell down.
Seeing that they were about to collide, Tang Zheng quickly put away Gatling, rolled to the side, and picked up the crown.
With a bang, the skeleton pterosaur fell to the ground, and then sailed far away, completely falling apart. The entire prehistoric exhibition hall was completely in a mess.
"I got the crown, where are you?" Tang Zheng rode on the Velociraptor and fled towards the gate. The shooting just now consumed at least 2,000 rounds of psychic bullets and made him feel distressed. Fortunately, there were trophies captured.
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"I'm stuck in the China Exhibition Hall." Qin Yan's voice was very urgent, and intensive gunshots could be heard in the earphones. It was obvious that a fierce battle was going on.
"Wait, I'll rush there immediately, Tantai, where are you?" The topography of the museum was in his mind, and Tang Zheng didn't worry about getting lost, which saved him a lot of time.
"It's okay, hurry up right away." Tantai killed a few Roman cavalry and met a group of Greek warriors. These guys who ran out of the oil painting were quite powerful in combat and almost died several times. Moreover, their ammunition was low.
It consumed a lot.
Hearing that Tang Zheng had got the crown, Tantai was happy but also a little disappointed. He was an agent, but he couldn't even compare to an ordinary student.
The musketeers released the lead bullets, which made Zhao Guangji unable to lift his head. Seeing that the accelerator could not be released, and the opponent walked up to the beat of the drum, he gritted his teeth and retreated decisively to find Qin Yan.
"Where are you going?" The hawker didn't have the courage to leave. He just wanted to hide or escape quickly. When he saw Zhao Guangji leaving, he broke out in a sweat and couldn't hold the AK74 firmly.
"Looking for someone." Zhao Guangji didn't want to be with this burden. The hawker took a step to chase him, but another round of artillery fire came over. When he saw the splashing shells, he shrank back into the wall with a pale face.
This time he completely lost the chance to leave. He didn't dare to look up for fear of being hit by bullets. He couldn't even determine where the musketeers had advanced.
Ten seconds later, watching Zhao Guangji disappear through the arch, the hawker struggled in his heart and finally decided to catch up. However, after he got up and ran a few steps, a volley of gunfire went off, and the lead bullet hit his body, which was heartbreaking.
"Save...me..." The hawker was seriously injured and fell to the ground, but he had not yet breathed his last. He was climbing up covered in blood. As a result, the second round of gunfire fired, completely beating him into a honeycomb, and then the musketeer's leather boots ran him over.
His corpse.
Zhao Guangji did not dare to raise his head to look at the position of the musketeers, but he heard that the sound of the drums meant the shooting started, so he dared to seize the opportunity and run away. However, the hawker was always nervous and did not consider these things at all.
The Spartan warriors armed with shields and spears charged desperately. Although they did not cause any casualties to Qin Yan and the other five, they successfully blocked their footsteps and allowed more than a dozen mummies and two sphinxes to catch up.
After joining the battle group, there was also a tribe of primitive people wearing animal skins who kept hitting rocks the size of their fists with slings. The aim was quite fierce. The man in the ball cap had a swollen forehead and blood was flowing out. They were the ones doing it.
of.
The reporter was not much better. There was a bloody hole in his left rib, which was stabbed by Sparta. If Lin Weiguo had not rescued him in time, he would have died on the spot.
All the cultural relics in the entire museum came to life under the influence of the cursed shadow, attacking humans crazily and even killing each other. They were in such a mess that there was no resting place.
When Tang Zheng rushed to the China Exhibition Hall, he saw a group of Eight Banners soldiers also joining the attack sequence and attacking Qin Yan's formation. A hundred meters away, three hundred iron pagodas wearing heavy armor began to charge, crushing everything along the way.
, dozens of Spartan and Roman soldiers who were involved were trampled into a pulp without even being able to flip over.
Tang Zheng jumped off his mount and was about to take out the Gatling to mow them down. A group of 300 Song soldiers wearing infantry armor made of 1825 iron leaves lined up and blocked the only way to pass the Iron Pagoda.
At the moment when the two sides collided, he stabbed out the Mo Dao in his hand.
"Tang Zheng, this way." Tantai and Tang Zheng rushed over and violently crushed them. There was no other way, Qin Yan and the other four were surrounded.
The monsters did not pay attention to the enemies appearing behind them, and were immediately killed. The road was cleared and everyone hurriedly evacuated. Zhao Guangji was lucky and caught up with them following the traces of bullet shells. However, he was also injured and his chest was dripping with blood.
"Start the car, we're going out, get ready for battle." Tang Zheng called Pang Meiqin through the communicator and asked them to get ready, "Are the police here?"
"No, what happened inside? We can't see anything here." Lu Fan was worried and interrupted. At the window next to her, a machine gun had been set up and could fire at any time.
"Perhaps the curse has blocked the entire museum." After turning a corner, Tang Zheng saw the musketeers walking from the side. The drum beat changed. They had just raised their guns. He had already taken out the Gatling, and then the metal barrage completely
Submerge them.
Screams, mutilated limbs, organs, blood and broken muskets intertwined into a feast of death. Several artillery pieces were smashed before they could fire.
Emma gasped, her jaw almost dropped as she watched Tang Zheng commit violence. This scene was so cruel, and she never imagined that this gentle oriental young man could be so bloodthirsty.
"But it's so powerful!" Emma was not a nymphomaniac, but when she saw Tang Zheng carrying a dozens of kilograms of Terminator and shooting it effortlessly, a few little stars popped up in her eyes.
Seeing that the mainland leading to the gate was open, the reporter and Zhao Guangji immediately accelerated and ran like crazy. The man in the ball cap also wanted to run, but unfortunately he didn't have enough physical strength.
Emma's physical strength was no longer good, and one of the high heels she wore had been thrown away long ago. Her stockings were torn and bled a lot.
"You cover." Tang Zheng put away his weapon and held Emma on his shoulder. There was no time to waste. Unfortunately, when he was about to go out, the ground in the hall suddenly shook, and a stone door suddenly rose up, blocking the door.
A way out.
"What's going on?" Before Lin Weiguo could figure it out, the reporter was hit by a stone fist that suddenly shot up from the ground and hit the wall like a rag. Blood spurted from the mouth. Zhao Guangji was not spared either.
After punching the person with the stone fist, he opened his palm and pressed it on the floor. A monster made of stone rose up from the ground, eight meters high, and full of Egyptian characteristics.
"It's Anubis who protects the dead." Qin Yan still has some research on this knowledge. The black body and jackal head are enough to explain the identity of the monster.
