"Let's talk about it. How are you doing now? Can you still continue to fight?"
With the force on his back, Hu Biao continued to use his bone blade to directly catch the two German soldiers to death between a series of rolling movements.
Enduring the pain of a strong gun butt on my back, I shouted this while looking at the seemingly empty first floor hall.
All in all, less than a minute has passed since Hu Biao took the lead and rushed into the lobby on the first floor.
However, in such a short period of less than a minute, there was a fierce battle with more than twenty German sticks entrenched inside.
In order to survive, or in other words, the German side had no time to think about surrender.
Anyway, both sides fought like wild beasts, and in the end, the Zhongzhou team won the final victory without any suspense.
But in such a battle, commander Hu Biao had no idea how much the team had paid.
He heard the sound of frying beans in his ears, which seemed to be being beaten fiercely.
In the final analysis, the main reason is that after being tortured by the system, their equipment is too inferior. Only Hu Biao has a revolver as a secondary weapon.
Without the weapons they used to have, the members of the team were unable to exert even half of their usual combat effectiveness.
Fortunately, after Hu Biao's inquiry, the results he heard were quite good.
The answers that everyone in the team gave one after another made Hu Biao put down his worries.
"It's okay! I didn't even activate the madness, and these German soldiers fell down." This is what Xu Feng said while quickly pulling out a Walter 38 pistol from the body of a German second lieutenant.
the answer given.
"It's okay. I was scratched by a bayonet just now. It's just a little flesh wound."
This is a very arrogant answer from Bai Xiang, who has taken the "Elementary White Jade Giant Elephant Bloodline".
Indeed! Since taking this relatively unconventional, defense-focused Mammoth bloodline, her body size and weight have increased dramatically.
As a result, my personal fastest speed is just slightly faster than ordinary people.
Not only is it not as fast as Jason, the fake foreign devil, but the speed of such a tauren bloodline is also not as fast as the speed of a bloodline like AT.
But instead, in addition to gaining astonishing brute strength, White Elephant's physical defense has also been greatly enhanced.
It's completely nonsense to say that bullets can't penetrate him, but in this kind of close-quarters head-to-head combat, that's an advantage.
In short, Hu Biao breathed a sigh of relief after everyone reported it one after another.
According to everyone's theory, according to the statistics of his head, until now, that is, the magic stick was shot to pieces in his left palm.
Aoyama was stabbed in the thigh by a bayonet, and Hei TCM was hit on the head by the butt of a rifle. He seemed to have suffered a mild concussion.
Furthermore, Xi Ling's left arm was scratched, and Da Huyou's neck was pinched for a few seconds. Now he is sitting on the same spot, seemingly not completely relieved.
However, for the battle in Zhongzhou, the above injuries are not disabling as long as they are not disabling.
Other scratches and bone fractures after being hit by a bullet are not considered a thing.
And it was when Hu Biao was going to spend about ten seconds to let everyone pick up some equipment from these German sticks, and then continue their efforts to climb to the second floor.
Suddenly, an angry roar came from outside:
"Hu Biao, you are so desperate. Hurry up and find a way to suppress the firepower upstairs. Otherwise, how will I blow up the tanks? Hurry up and get rid of the opponent's team. Most of their people are suppressing us on the second floor."
This roar was made in Chinese, and it was Yang Dongli's voice that everyone in the team was very familiar with.
In such a sound, everyone can completely hear the huge anger contained in it.
It must have been a very difficult task for them to blow up the tanks.
After hearing this sound, Hu Biao didn't dare to delay; he pulled out the revolver on his belt and rushed up the stairs.
His mouth was also like a machine gun, and he issued a series of new commands:
"Xiling, Python, Feifan, Feng, Shengun, you guys continue to clear the money in other rooms on the first floor. By the way, look for the basement of this stupid youth palace. Don't be blocked by this unknown team.
Lived in the back road.
Qingtian, translator, neo, Yeyu, the four of you go to the third floor.
Hanzi, AT, Bazi, Langqing, the four of you go to the fourth floor. Anyway, I don’t expect just a few of you to bring down the entire floor. Be careful to save your lives and at the same time contain them to some extent.
All the rest, follow me and go up to the second floor to kill those grandsons who don’t know what team they are.”
However, Hu Biao only rushed to the halfway point of the stairs, and with a depressed and embarrassed expression on his face, he backed away wildly with his legs "climbing".
Caught off guard, he almost collided with AT and Xu Feng behind him.
That's because he rushed up to the corner between the first and second floors of the stairs, and was greeted by a string of bullets above.
The dense bullets immediately hit the concrete stairs, causing a burst of debris to fly.
In Hu Biao's peripheral vision, he could see that there were actually three people carrying an MG34 and a 98K guarding there.
What's more important is the guy with 98K.
He was still wearing a white shirt, a black suit, and a tie, which made him look extremely eye-catching.
Just by looking like a modern business elite, Hu Biao could tell that this guy was a rookie on the opponent's team.
The opponent team had already made preparations in advance, blocking their way forward.
In the critical situation just now, if Hu Biao had moved a little slower, he would have been shot now.
After retracting urgently, Hu Biao took out a Maozi F1 defensive grenade from his pocket without even thinking about it.
After unplugging the safety, Lang Qing, Bazi, Neo and other rookies behind him looked in horror. They held it in their hands for at least two seconds before throwing it against the wall in front of them.
Miraculously, the grenade that was apparently thrown empty flew towards the second floor with the help of the rebound from the wall.
The problem was that at the same time, a grenade with a long wooden handle upstairs also smoked and rolled down after landing.
By the way! In response to this common situation in a battle, both sides throw grenades at each other.
The Zhongzhou team actually had a proper response plan in place during many previous drills.
If the grenade is a type with a relatively long fuse, naturally the best thing to do is to throw it back, or avoid it and lift it away.
But if some grenades have a fuse that only takes four seconds to detonate and are thrown by experienced hands, someone needs to make a little sacrifice.
Pounce on the grenade, use your body to press the explosive fragments, and suppress the maximum damage from these grenade explosions.
So when I saw the German M24 grenade rolling down, I jumped at the nearest ashtray without even thinking about it.
Of course, others are not stupid. For example, they took off the M35 helmet from their head and put it on their stomach, and they did not forget to use the helmet to cover the grenade.
Then, at the moment when the ashtray was knocked down, two grenades of different types exploded almost simultaneously.
Without bothering to look at the ashtray, Hu Biao had already rushed up the stairs with his revolver in hand.
Then he could clearly see that the unlucky man in a suit was stepped on by a strong man holding an MG34 general machine gun.
It seems that he forcibly blocked Hu Biao's F1 defensive grenade by using his teammates as human Saba.
I don’t know if I will be punished and deducted points by the system in this way.
The problem is that even so, the unknown team was staggered by the impact of the explosion, but it was not like they fell to the ground.
However, within a second or two, the movement of the hand holding the muzzle of the gun was affected and became a little slower.
Seeing this, Hu Biao was not willing to let go of such a good opportunity.
Having used the "Basic Mastery of Pistols", he naturally used Maozi's Nagant M1895 revolver without any problems.
"Pah, pah, pah~" was heard in a burst of gunshots.
Hu Biao used his thumb to move the hammer backward in advance, and fired 6 shots at an astonishing speed.
One of the shots killed the man next to him. The other one quickly let go of the MG34 bullet chain in his hand and tried to pick up the 98K sub-shooter on the ground.
The remaining five rounds all hit the strong man holding the MG34.
The reason for this is because this strong man is also a strong bloodline who is good at defense. After feeling the huge crisis, he decisively activated the power of his bloodline.
But even so, when both eyes were accurately shot by pistol bullets.
He instinctively opened his mouth in great pain, but Hu Biao fired the remaining three bullets directly into the big mouth.
His entire head was a mess mixed with pistol bullets.