Hiss! What a suffocating operation. Since you have a way to control the rats, act quickly. If you delay for another second, people will probably throw grenades into the pile of rats.
Rats scurrying around severely slapped the faces of the killers, and small black and gray figures walked through the crowd at extremely fast speeds, rushing towards the building from the killers' crotches, legs, and in front of their eyes.
After being stunned for a moment, Sloan roared angrily and madly. All the killers knew it was a rat bomb, but how were they supposed to stop the rat from approaching? Shoot? There was no sound like firecrackers just now.
Let the rats panic a little. Now that they are scattered, it is naturally even less likely to scare the rats away. As for shooting them one by one with bullets, that is even more nonsense.
Maybe they can pull the trigger faster than the mouse, but their speed of changing the magazine is far slower than the mouse. So the result can only be one, boom!
Explosion! Explosion! Explosion!
The rubble and tiles raised up smoke and dust more than ten meters high under the action of the air waves. Fires shot out from all parts of the textile factory, and loud noises echoed in the ears. The floor was cracking, the walls were collapsing, and people around
People collided with each other uncontrollably. Some people could stand up unsteadily after falling, while others could only spill their blood on the ground.
At this moment, life and death became a fleeting fear in people's hearts. As a killer, they walked between life and death, but they had never tried it. It turned out that this was how it felt when death was approaching.
Bang! A flower of blood suddenly exploded on the head of the person next to him. This made the person who had just survived stand up stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that the enemy must have taken advantage of the aftermath of the explosion to attack! However, this
Knowing this was his last thought, because a bullet pierced his temple a thousandth of a millisecond later.
Cross and Wesley attacked. The father and son were like two invincible killers. They jumped through the window and entered with their finger on the trigger. With every pull, they brought up a phantom, bullets or straight lines.
Or injecting into each killer's body in curves, taking away lives one by one, at the same time the father and son are also pushing forward crazily.
This is a quite large textile factory, but it is definitely not the place where Wesley fights from beginning to end in the movie. It would be simply wishful thinking for the father and son to really rely on the bomb to cover up all the killers in an instant.
This is when Black and White's help is needed.
Black and White jumped up from the truck, and used the height of the roof to reach the top of the textile factory in a few jumps. Regardless of how long it had not been cleaned, he directly put Bartley on the ground and turned on the heat.
Xianyi began his sniping journey.
Black and White didn't know how many people were needed to complete this task, but he knew that Cross's choice of attacking at dusk was the greatest care for him.
Under the fading sunlight, the light in the textile factory is getting darker and darker. Except for some windows that can still shine in the sun, the remaining corners have fallen into darkness. And this feature has obviously been discovered by the killers.
One by one, they sneaked into the darkness like a clever person, planning to shoot the father and son once they got close.
It's a pity that Cross is always superior! Under the thermal imaging camera, the red-glow thermal images completely exposed their position to Bartley's gun.
"Hey, this may be the easiest sniper mission in history!" Black and White smiled a little self-deprecatingly. There was no need to measure wind speed or humidity because the distance was too close. There was no need to hide, because the enemies were all covered by the textile factory.
The two father and son inside were attracted.
Boom!
The huge gunshot made Black and White feel his ears ringing for a moment. In the thermal imaging camera, the target he had just aimed at seemed to be split in the middle. A red light and shadow separated from its body, and then the target fell down.
Without any hesitation, Black and White immediately moved the muzzle of the gun slightly and started another sniper attack.
Maybe the killers were still immersed in the previous explosion and didn't notice much about their accomplice whose main body was suddenly blown apart. They always believed that their enemies only had two people.
However, after one killer after another died tragically in front of each other, they finally realized that something was wrong. Someone was shooting at them with a black gun, and they were using heavy fire weapons. At least they were sure that the pistol would not be able to leave such a big hole in the wall.
!
Bang bang bang! As each killer fell, Black and White became more and more proficient in using Bartley. He didn't know the level of these killers, but he knew that every time he killed a killer, his firearms proficiency skills seemed to advance.
It jumped a little, and the precision experience bar advanced a bit slowly. Of course, this was also related to the current state of Black and White. He didn't need to use any precision skills at such a close distance.
"Hurry up and take cover, defend in the side hall!"
The repairman took his special revolver and began to command the panicked killers. As he was speaking, his voice suddenly stopped and he suddenly rolled to the ground. There was a clang, and the spinning wheel next to him was violently collapsed. Bartley's power was not
These ordinary spinning wheels can withstand it.
The repairman, an elite killer of the Assassin League, has probably never been so embarrassed. He faced the wall with a ferocious expression, as if he could see the black and white outside through the wall. "Give me a few people and kill the snipers outside!"
However, before the killers rushed out, a premonition of death began to hit his back crazily. This chill almost numbed his brain, "Damn it!" The lazy ass rolled again, and he only felt the outside of his thighs.
Burning, severe pain.
Looking down, he saw a huge blood groove on the outside of his thigh, and a three-inch long piece of meat was blown away by the bullet!
The repairman gasped, not daring to make any more mistakes. He endured the pain and began to hide behind the cover. But Black and White, who was already concentrating, was not going to let him go.
His eyes turned to the side, and there were several killers running out, presumably to kill him. On the other side, the father and son were approaching the repairman quickly. The moment the father and son met the repairman, this was his chance!
The gunshots were fired in succession, and two strong figures jumped around the corner. The repairman was shocked. The premonition of death appeared again, but this time he could not tell whether the premonition came from Wesley and Cross or from Cross.
There are snipers outside.
Perhaps it was the fear of Cross in the past that made him subconsciously think that Cross was more dangerous, and the moment he raised his gun to fight back, after two loud noises, the beams behind him were interrupted, and huge strips of cement
It fell from the sky and hit him accurately on the back of the head with a thud.
Well, there was a muffled groan and blood splattered, and the repairman collapsed forward uncontrollably. A third loud noise came, and before the repairman's head fell to the ground, Bartley blew it up in mid-air. And the repairman's death also made the repairman's head explode in the air.
Black and White's precision skill experience bar jumped forward by a full three percent!
"Well, no wonder Christian said before that the arc shooting skills encountered some bottlenecks after reaching D level. It turns out that to upgrade again, you have to fight elite monsters. Only an elite killer can only jump 3%. Even if the entire Assassin League is massacred,
No matter what, it’s not enough to upgrade!”
Black and white shook his head and moved the muzzle of the gun towards the killers who wanted to go out to deal with him. However, just when he was about to pull the trigger, he was suddenly interrupted by a biting chill. This was the first time he had felt this way.
He didn't know what was going on, but even if he hadn't experienced it, he had heard of it. This was probably due to his sensitivity to the approach of death!
Black and White ignored Bartley and rolled over urgently. Ding, a spark flashed on Bartley's sight. From the angle of being hit, the bullet came from behind!
Black and White didn't dare to look up and look back rashly. He reached out and took off a smoke bomb from his waist and threw it out. Then he picked up Bartley and started jumping downstairs. Of course, he was not Spider-Man. If he jumped down rashly, he would be half disabled.
So his target was a window on the third floor of a textile factory.
The window couldn't withstand his impact and the glass shards flew everywhere. Before jumping down, Black and White glanced back. A group of fifteen gunmen rushed into the textile factory from the gate. These people were Black and White.
They don't know each other, but the greed that only belongs to players in their eyes is all too familiar.
"Damn, it's another player who is messing around!"
The particularity of Big Universe OL makes many players keen on getting something for nothing. Tasks that others have worked hard to analyze and take over are often robbed by these people very violently. If you don't agree, I'll beat you to death and let you waste all your efforts. If you can't bear it,
They must get a share of the pie.
Of course, there are also cases where these people from the outside will kill the mission person as soon as they come up. Black and White guessed that some of this group of people should know the plot of "Assassin League", so they feel that as long as they help Wesley get revenge, the mission has been completed. As for the mission
You don't have to worry about intercepting people or anything like that.
I have to say that this kind of thinking is very naive, but sometimes it is also very helpless. If Black and White is beaten to death, Wesley will probably not be hostile to the people who helped him when he really takes revenge. Well, unless Wesley
Lee saw with his own eyes the scene of Black and White being beaten to death, but wasn't he in a textile factory?
Black and White shook his head and had no intention of going out to confront those people again, because the killers who were chasing him did not see the scene of him jumping into the window. In other words, the first thing those killers saw when they came out would be
They are ruthless gangsters who rob the plot one after another!
Black and White made a sign of the cross on his chest for those robbers, wishing you good luck, haha!
But in the next second, Black and White couldn't laugh anymore. He finally had time to look at his location. This... is a slaughterhouse!
There were strips of chopped pork hanging all around, and the red tone of the blood on the ground made people feel uncomfortable. How could there be a slaughterhouse in a textile factory? Well, Black and White knew that he had jumped into an elite killer nicknamed The Butcher.