Chapter 147 Isn't it normal to fight and demolish a few buildings?
Chapter 147: Fighting, isn’t it normal to demolish a few buildings?
Although it was only for a short moment, Su Ji still caught a glimpse of the black vines.
It was exactly the same as the one wrapped around the door lock when they first came in.
Your sister stepped on you and screamed like a slaughtering pig. As soon as the attention of other teammates around you was attracted, his body was already dragged away from the balcony, and then pulled up again.
Judging from this direction, this cluster of vines seems to be emerging from the top floor.
If we make reasonable inferences from this, the owner of this house was probably abducted by this weird vine in the same way.
"Go to the rooftop!" He ordered loudly with a knife but no umbrella.
All the investigators were a little confused at this time, and it took a while before they realized what they were doing and started to move.
Did you actually bump into someone else tonight?
And it looks quite difficult to deal with...
Indeed, most of them are seasoned investigators. This is the first time that investigators who have worked in Muhai City for so many years have encountered such a scene in this city.
After all, the city of Muhai has always been a good place for investigators to go fishing. Although the wages are not high, and can even be said to be low, there are still many Tianxuan workers who choose to come here.
Lie down here comfortably.
So when they really encountered such a critical and unexpected situation, the old oilies were a little at a loss.
A group of people trotted to the stairs leading to the rooftop. They were about to rush up, but they had no choice but to take several steps back.
Because they didn't need to go up at all, those weird black vines had already spread down from the rooftop.
Like countless venomous snakes, they continue to grow and twine along the ceiling, walls, floors, stair railings, and other places where they can climb, and are attacking everyone.
At this point, everyone no longer cares about whether it will attract the attention of the residents.
Assault rifles, submachine guns, sabers, daggers...all have been copied.
Some players with extraordinary props in their hands also took out their big treasures. Superman Can't Fly also took out his [Boiling Blood] and threw it at the vines, even the handrails of the stairs were damaged.
Most of it melted away.
But even so, the team was somewhat unable to withstand the strong offensive of the black vines.
The speed at which it grew wantonly was so fast that several players who were standing slightly forward had no time to dodge. It seized the opportunity to grab their ankles or arms, and then quickly wrapped around their bodies.
Throughout the corridor, painful and lung-breaking screams could be heard continuously.
Su Ji observed that there was a layer of fine and sharp barbs growing on the vines.
You can imagine how painful the ordinary human body would feel if it was tightly wrapped around this thing.
In order to repel these vines that kept popping up, everyone fired continuously and suppressed them with fierce firepower.
But even so, it only temporarily slows down their advance.
When the bullets were empty, Su Ji had no choice but to pull out the [Unmarked Sword] and prepared to engage in close combat.
"No, when you go out to perform a mission, can you bring a slightly better knife?"
Superman Can't Fly looked at the twenty centimeter-long knife in Su Ji's hand, and his mentality suddenly exploded. What kind of weird teammates are these?
Su Ji was struggling with the vines and had no time to spare, nor did she have time to explain so much to him.
Fortunately, he had learned dagger attack techniques from Lu Xiaoguai, and the length of the unmarked sword in sage form was almost just right.
Every time a vine is cut off, the Unmarked Sword will greedily suck the spiritual energy from inside the vine, and then transform it into the gems at the sword grid.
Among the densely packed gems embedded in the sword grid, one is already filled with dark spiritual energy from the Necrons.
He obtained this from the giant wolf Fenrir who was killed not long ago. If necessary, he can release the energy within it and become a real man for once.
"What the hell is this thing?"
Su Ji retreated and fought, and at the same time said to Fingertip Liuli beside him.
The girl's eyes kept lighting up and going out. Every time the brilliance bloomed, a large cluster of vines in front of her would be broken out of thin air, and juice would shoot out. It looked particularly violent, but also very relaxing.
It's so cool, coach, I want to learn this trick...
"It feels like it's a plant player." Zhijian Liuli said during a break in the battle.
"Plant race?" Su Ji opened her eyes slightly when she heard about this kind of creature for the first time, "Is there such a race? Are they very good at fighting zombies?"
"Isn't this the time for such bad jokes?"
Zhijian Liuli said, "Besides, what's all the fuss about?"
"This year's Killing Fields game is very special. You will encounter all kinds of strange races that you have never seen before. The plant race is already quite normal, right?"
"It clearly seems to be intelligent, and its attributes such as aggression, combat effectiveness, and vitality have all reached a level close to lv10."
Su Ji was stunned: "lv10? Isn't that the level of casually annihilating all of us?"
"It's hard to say." Zhijian Liuli shook her head and said, "We are still very hopeful."
"Do you have an idea?" Su Ji asked.
"Of course!" Zhizhi Liuli raised a nice eyebrow, and then took out a wine bottle-shaped throwing weapon from his backpack.
"This is..." Su Ji blinked and asked a little uncertainly, "Molotov cocktail?"
The so-called Molotov cocktail is actually a homemade Molotov cocktail.
Initially, this thing became famous in the late 1930s.
In that era when tanks were used as the main combat force in land assaults and blitzkrieg, this type of incendiary bottle became the cheapest weapon to manufacture, but also had great threat and lethality to tanks.
Its destructive power to tanks is far greater than that of cluster grenades. As long as it is thrown into the fragile engine exhaust port at the rear of the tank, those arrogant steel beasts on the frontal battlefield will immediately burst into flames.
Su Ji remembered that she did not have something like a Molotov cocktail in her equipment box, probably because it was less commonly used during missions and took up more space.
In comparison, an egg-shaped fragmentation grenade is not only easy to carry, but also has stronger explosive power instantly, so it is naturally more popular.
"right."
Zhijian Liuli laughed, "Most plant players have one thing in common, that is, they are generally very afraid of fire."
"They may not necessarily be afraid of cluster grenades, but an ordinary incendiary bomb is enough to make them drink a big pot!"
After saying that, Zhijian Liuli said to the knife but not the umbrella:
"Captain, you can leave this place to us for the time being. You can quickly send a few people to evacuate the people and leave the building."
"This is a high-level alien player. We will definitely have a fierce battle tonight."
"Okay." With a knife but no umbrella, he immediately turned around and gave orders to the other team members.
The first person to be kicked out of the house was the poor underwear man, followed by his little lover who rushed out in disheveled clothes wrapped in a cup and trotted downstairs.
After that, Fingertip Liuli also threw out the Molotov cocktail in his hand.
The glass wine bottle was smashed on the steps of the stairs, and liquid mixed with wicks, rubber, kerosene and other flammable substances was instantly poured out.
Within the corridor, a large raging fire suddenly ignited.
If he saw a scene like this, if he were an ordinary person, he would definitely feel extremely frightened at this moment.
But for players who have long been accustomed to fighting alien races, it is just an ordinary small scene.
Fight!
Isn’t it normal to set a fire, demolish a few buildings, and blow up a few streets?
Anyway, the main task of the Executive Bureau is to kill outlier players. As for the follow-up matters, aren't there people from the Logistics Bureau responsible for wiping the butt?
Bang!
With the crisp crackle of the Moroff cocktail.
The blazing flames quickly spread in the corridor.
