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Chapter 730 Transformation (twenty)

"Hessler, they don't have anyone in their hands. Although they don't know where they went, that's what happened later." Cassia turned on the communicator and informed Hesslie of the location of the building where the enemy's temporary foothold was. "

There seem to be people inside both buildings, and I wonder if the enemy will change positions later."

"Attacking over now?" Hessler asked. He saw the woman's final outcome and didn't have any thoughts in his heart. This may have become a normal state for him. The relationship network in the family seems to be similar to this.

It just needs to be cleaner and not violate the above rules.

"No, I think we'll wait until Delya gets here." Cassia walked towards the door. During the call, the window had been shattered into pieces by sniper bullets fired in. The attack continued, and the entire building

Houses have become targets, and the sound of soft footsteps echoing outside the door is probably the enemies who just passed here are coming from the corridor.

"On the premise of ensuring your own safety, just reduce the number of enemies as much as possible. There is no need to run out of this building, it is better to delay the enemies here, so as not to wait for Delya and others to come, but the enemies will leave first.

If you want to find them then, you will waste more time." Cassia walked into the master bedroom, lifted the owner of the house and put it in the corner to prevent him from being hit by random bullets.

Returning to the hall, footsteps were already echoing in the corridor. Cassia stood in the blind corner of the kitchen, pulled out the pistol, and her breathing calmed down at this moment. Then her heart beat violently, and her slightly loose clothes tightened.

Fine black scales covered his body. His mood was unusually calm at this moment. He did not know the whereabouts of his mother and sister, but as long as they did not fall into the hands of the enemy, it largely meant that they were still safe.

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"But where will it go?" Amidst the sound of metal clashing, the flames from the fire gun penetrated the thin metal door and broke it into pieces. In conjunction with the sniper shooting outside the window, the interior of the house was shot again.

Several walls were pierced with a line, and bullet holes soon filled the floor of the hall. Then dozens of fist-sized objects poured into the hall, and Cassia naturally closed her eyes, as if listening to

Like beautiful music, lean against the kitchen wall and listen to the reverberation of the sounds of explosions and gunfire.

"Other than myself, who else knows the name of Meselia?" Explosions sounded one after another. The people outside the door had enough ammunition and continued to throw steel-cased bombs and flash bombs for several waves.

"Coach Bie?" Cassia suddenly remembered that when she returned to the small town to take her mother and sister to the Meselia area, it was the eve of going to the volcano base. She had contacted Coach Bie, and through the local empire management agency

Using the equipment, he and Coach Bolei once transmitted a piece of data, "But until now, I have not received any contact from Coach Bolei. Or is it that he is also in trouble there?"

Her thoughts were interrupted by approaching footsteps. Cassia opened her eyes, exhaled, and walked into the hall.

It's just a very ordinary house, and the number of people that can be squeezed into the lobby is very limited. Holding bulletproof shields, and heavily armed personnel want to move flexibly and shoot here, and the number of people will definitely be limited. And the bulletproof shields are in Cassia's eyes.

Here, it won't have any effect at this time.

As he expected, there were only seven or eight people in the hall defending each other. The moment he stepped out of the kitchen, several dark gun muzzles were already aimed at Cassia's head.

If you lower your head a little, the eyes are still the most vulnerable part of the surgeon, and ordinary bullets can easily penetrate them and reach the inside of the brain.

Pieces of impact force came from all over the body, and the clothes suddenly turned into pieces, and the black scales all over the body began to splash with sparks from the big tent. The pace of progress became even more complicated because of the impact of the bullets.

It took a lot of effort, but this did not prevent Cassia from stepping in front of an enemy in a few steps. Before the enemy could move behind him, he grabbed the top of the shield with his left hand, and then pressed it down suddenly.

The surgical stage is not on the same level as Cassia. Even though he is also the surgeon, in the scaly state, Cassia's power is almost not as strong as that of the surgeon at the same stage.

The shield was directly pressed to the ground. With the sound of bones, Cassia saw the red and white face behind the shield that was red and white due to pain. Then the subtle flame from the muzzle covered the face in the next moment.

Picking up the shield, Cassia used it as a weapon. The huge power can turn any solid thing into a powerful killing weapon. The toughness of the shield can just meet this requirement. The body moved, and Cassia retracted it.

With a pistol and a shield, you can simply rely on your own strength to collide head-on with enemies holding up shields.

No one could resist, and the enemies flew up and smashed through the fragile wall. After a few seconds, Cassia was the only one left in the hall.

Picking up a few steel-cased bombs from the groaning enemies, Cassia opened the lock and walked towards the door.

There should be a lot of people gathered in the corridor, Cassia thought, how can they avoid these things? In his eyes, the terrain and the number of people seem to be relative. In this kind of housing building, several small groups of people are crowded together.

Together, it doesn't seem to be a good thing.

The steel-cased bomb ricocheted off the wall. Cassia stood at the door and waited until the explosion subsided before stepping into the corridor.

The cold wind was still blowing, and the strong smell of gunpowder smoke stimulated Cassia's body, which seemed to become more excited. But it was not the excitement of being in the battle, it was just that the body was restricted by the inhibitory tube, and the long-lost feeling after being liberated

Feeling of relaxation. Although the feeling brought to the body by the suppression tube has become one of the daily feelings of all surgeons, it is difficult to notice.

The effect did not achieve what Cassia imagined, and there were only a few corpses left in the corridor. The enemy's cooperation and evasion speed did meet the standards of the Defense Force. And most of these people were surgeons, not members of the Defense Force.

The elite among them also belong to the special forces column.

You can still hear the footsteps in the corridor, moving away from here.

"Did you retreat?" Cassia threw the shield and looked at the house behind him: "I hope that after this incident, Messelia's management agency will provide compensation." With this apology, Cassia walked to the elevator.

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The wind whistled in the ears, and there was no sound of anyone chasing behind them, but Reza and several of his teammates did not dare to slow down their speed at all.

It wasn't until they rushed from the 24th floor to the first floor and exited the building that they breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. They still didn't let go. They passed through the encirclement and hid behind the limousine used as a bunker.

Then it stopped.

"Milton, I want to ask what's going on!" Resa immediately turned on the communicator, very excited, his face turned red. The fear and anger could be seen in it, "The scaly state is not a student studying in a military school.

The surgical development can be completed by students. I think it would be better to contact the Knights."

"Moreover, if we want to trap prey in a building, our current weapons are not good enough." Ressa continued without waiting for Milton's answer, "We need heavy weapons and artillery. If the defense forces don't have them, we can get them from May immediately."

Call the Celia garrison!" (To be continued)


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