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One of Mission5Coins

Foreword:

Rich people spoil their dogs, and poor people spoil their children.

[Part1·Inner Demons]

The battle in the Krum area went smoother than expected.

Hasband took over the command of the Snow Owl Militia. The job of these community security guards was to cooperate with the gang to blackmail ordinary citizens with force. Now they have to fight side by side and still retain a good combat effectiveness.

Fighting their way out of the underground shelter onto the street, the machine gun squad immediately boarded the military vehicle, opened up the situation under the cover of the infantry, and shot down the apostle monsters on the street one by one.

It is not necessary to distinguish their forms in detail - transformed from beasts or psykers? These are not important. The point is that the M2 heavy machine gun they use can kill most carbon-based creatures on the earth.

A machine gun bullet with a caliber of 12.7 mm can emit 14,000 joules of kinetic energy, but the data may not allow you to intuitively feel its power.

If we take the full charge of the ancient knights and the thrust of the lance as a warhead, then this attack is equivalent to four thousand joules of kinetic energy. The lance can penetrate the wooden shield and break any slatted armor except the frog-shaped helmet.

.This is the golden age of knights. The powerful attack power bursts out when fully armed for knights' competition.

But it is far inferior to an M2 machine gun bullet. This is the gap between the industrial era and the agricultural era of mankind.

Hot bullets are shot out from the 34-kilogram machine gun. It only takes three people to operate this delicate and deadly firearm at the same time to defeat enemies weighing between 400 pounds and 1,700 pounds.

The fleshy monstrosity shattered into pieces.

The freaks who poured out of the zoo fell down like wheat when they encountered this magical sword that created the world in the industrial era. They attacked from the streets and alleys, heard the crackling bullets, and rushed to die, calling the hot iron

The stream penetrated the body.

At the tail of the team, a hairless monster like a rhinoceros sprinted forward. It climbed up the ramp and panted. It was more than three meters tall and weighed more than four tons. Its head was also covered with

A thick layer of bone armor.

This kind of mythical unit was something that Homo sapiens could not confront head-on for two hundred years. No matter how brave the warrior was, it was difficult to get an advantage at the hands of the apostle. Even the Morpho with the soul power had to find a way to outwit it.

Fight bravely and use terrain, firearms, explosives and other elements to win.

Today, as soon as it started charging, a faint green tracer bullet marked its location. Then three machine guns followed the command and turned around to fire. More than fifty rounds of bullets were thrown out, and the hard head shell of this rhinoceros monster was smashed to pieces.

, with dozens of bloody holes piercing it from beginning to end.

There is no scene like the zombie monsters in the movie that are not afraid of bullets - the essence of these small toys assembled by the Incarnate Butterfly is composed of carbohydrates and proteins, unless the Incarnate Butterfly gives them a flesh-and-blood torment on the spot.

Only by spiritual ascension and turning them into steel monsters can they withstand the direct fire of M2.

It's only possible because Laoganma is a weapon used to shoot tanks and masturbate airplanes.

The only thing that needs attention is the mental damage.

After arriving in the city from the underground garage, Hasben had already experienced symptoms of tinnitus twice. There were butterfly-shaped patches of color in his eyes with unknown meaning, much like floaters.

The same goes for the brothers in the surrounding combat squads. Every few minutes, someone will wail sadly, fall into convulsions, and then cheer up with the encouragement of the squad leader.

In this kind of spiritual disaster environment, the stress response of psychics will be even greater. Hasben has been hiding in the radar car. He can feel that the skin on the front and back of the chest and around the center of the spine is beginning to itch. He switches his phone to

When I used the mirror mode to take pictures of the skin under my neck, I saw that the area from the Adam's apple down was red.

That was the Vita brand that was created under abnormal circumstances.

He felt a dull pain in his chest, a strong dizziness that made everything begin to "melt", and the vehicles and streets he saw in his eyes also became "mellow", they were slowly squirming and deforming, and they were shaking with the sound of gunfire one after another.

.

"Boy, you should take medicine." Little Canaan reminded the host: "If you continue like this, you will go crazy."

This is the most serious mental injury Hasben has suffered since he started working as a soldier. He has not yet met the butterfly incarnation head-on, and his physical body is about to betray him.

"No, I have two liters of panacea in my backpack, but I can't use it here. I can't drink the medicine in front of the soldiers until the source of the pollution is completely eliminated."

Hasband rejected Canaan's proposal outright.

He patrols the streets repeatedly, and whenever a team member becomes depressed, he must boost their morale.

"These soldiers are also afraid of Canaan."

He quickly walked towards the source of the screams, and immediately pulled up a soldier next to the sand and stone blast wall. He opened the soldier's eyelids to listen to the heart rate check status, and then immediately poured all the energy into the craniocerebral injury of the wounded man.

medicine.

The wounded soldiers regained their consciousness in an instant and immediately became stronger and braver. Seeing the commander personally coming to the group to treat the wounded, other gang members and soldiers cheered up and burst out with enthusiastic war cries.

"If I leave the battlefield, even for just ten seconds, I can't guarantee whether these soldiers will mutiny. If I drink medicine in front of them - they will also doubt whether I am a reliable leader. It will affect morale.

The impact is unpredictable, which I cannot accept."

Hasband's eyes could not see clearly and were covered with a layer of fog.

He heard the sound of flapping wings in mid-air, and Husband knew that it was the arrival of a butterfly!

He did not raise his head to look, but followed the direction of the spiritual disaster indicator and the reminder of inspiration, and issued shooting instructions round by round with the rest of the team.

Patrolling through the low-rise building area, the transformed butterfly flapped its four wings and happened to pass by the two residential areas from Sixth Street to Seventh Street in Broome - it flew a little lower, only eighty meters above the ground.

Come on.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! A fierce rain of bullets erupted from the 400-meter-long street from the middle to the end of the building area!

It was beaten all over, and there was not a single piece of good flesh left on its body! The first squad's shooting angle was not enough, and the firepower was about to end. The second squad followed immediately, fearing that this monster would not be killed completely!

It was held up by the hot metal jet and could not fall to the ground at all. Every bullet in the back delayed its fall to the ground. Three seconds passed, and its broken body fell into the position like a meteor shower.

, threw himself at the outer wall of the building in the neighborhood, and disappeared from this world, leaving only a bloody mural.

"Well done!" Husband Madison roared, "Well done! Well done!"

Meanwhile, on the other side of the seaside street.

9527 has rushed outside the base of the Eureka Armory. Through the armored vehicle channel of the Snow Owl Militia, she shouted to the defense personnel in the base.

"The Archon is requesting support! Requesting fire support! Now the volcanic city of Eureka is suffering from a spiritual disaster. I."

There was playful banter coming from the armory channel.

The telephone correspondent in charge of the call answered immediately.

"You bitch, how dare you pretend to be a militia? Women from Eureka Volcano City are not qualified to join the army!"

9527's expression changed, and he suddenly lost his temper.

She first switched to Cantonese to express a Cantonese charm, and then switched to English to discuss the matter in a good voice.

"Don't worry about who I am. Now the Archon wants you to deal with the monsters with heavy firepower. Just say whether you want to go or not?"

The guard at the checkpoint picked up his gun and drew a heart with bullet holes next to the military vehicle, taking this rude and romantic confession as an answer.

9527 rolled his eyes, grabbed the walkie-talkie and cursed: "You won't eat the soft ones, will you? Wait for me!"

The entire armory is guarded by more than a hundred soldiers——

——Including the base’s reservists, administrative staff, etc., there are nearly 400 people.

They absolutely do not want to get involved in the spiritual disaster of the Incarnation Butterfly. The Armory is the city with the highest defense level in Eureka. As long as they can survive this spiritual disaster, such a rich city will become a dead city. Anyone with weapons

The soldiers will become the new owners of this unclaimed land. These bandit soldiers will not help the consul, they are all worms who follow the wind.

Hasband's worries are not groundless. Without a commander with strong willpower to come to the front line, Crazy Butterfly's gang and militiamen will not have much combat effectiveness at all. They are better at dealing with the weak than challenging the strong.

As long as Hasband relaxes for just a moment, the troops fighting in the Broome area will collapse in morale under the tremendous mental pressure and flee.

Xiaoqi was also a person of few words. She drove to the blind spot of the machine gun post, picked up the Milky Way gifted by her lover, and hit the shooting positions of the post one by one. She turned off all the bright lights and searched the area.

As soon as the light comes on, the VSS warhead will be blown to pieces.

The surveillance camera on the outer wall turned into a pile of shredded engineering plastics, and then she started running. The distance of more than two hundred meters was just an appetizer for physical training for the anonymous warrior.

She climbed up the slope along the cliff, crossed the protective wall silently, and found the heavy firepower warehouse on the tactical map drawn by Xueming's early steps - she did not hesitate to mention that Yinhe had killed the warehouse administrator, and killed the warehouse administrator.

Four patrols dropped.

Just listen to the screams of seagulls coming from the room, echoing the waterbirds on the beach.

Just two minutes later, a pickup truck carrying rocket fuses and various warheads rushed out of the checkpoint and smashed into the railings. Only then did the armory's siren react belatedly, watching the pickup truck rush to the front line.

The sergeant at the armory quickly rushed into the warehouse to check the losses, his face full of disbelief——

——An enemy was doing zero-yuan purchases in the base in front of them. And

I didn’t wait for this [and] thought it over.

The official responsible for checking the quantity of equipment took two steps into the dark warehouse when he felt a chill in his calf and broke two trip wires.

One of the wires pulled off the wooden box on the first floor and opened the safety of more than 40 RDX explosives. The other wire pulled off the bottle cap of the Molotov cocktail on the second floor and removed the cheap and easy-to-use incendiary bombs.

The burning material falls downwards.

Xiaoqi drove to the seaside road and rushed back to the city like flying. She heard the fireworks behind her and took out her sunglasses from the storage compartment of the vehicle at the right time. She opened the gold-printed helmet with the sun god Apollo on it and gave it to her with a smile.

Put on your sunglasses - she knows that BOSS likes to see this.

[Part2·Bone and flesh crack]

Looking beyond the beach road, there are many pavements for cultural and artistic activities on the beach. In the park full of landscape trees and artificial flower beds, our gunsmith with a will as strong as steel is standing there, motionless.

Xueming's Morpho clothes were covered with blood. After many consecutive battles, he still maintained his best condition. He captured three decoy targets——

——There are a pair of twin brothers and the owner of a fortune-telling shop. These three people are considered to be prominent psykers in the entertainment city.

Because the Avatar Butterfly likes the characteristics of psykers, Xueming tied them up and threw them in front of the beach to attract the Incarnate Butterfly.

These three unlucky ghosts were standing on three chairs, with their backs leaning against each other, with cloth stuffed in their mouths. They all looked like they were in pain with tears streaming down their faces. In order to prevent them from being harmed by the spiritual disaster and erupting with the Vita Brand, Xueming had already cast a mask on them.

Eyes closed.

Many corpses of apostles fell on the beach. They were all monsters made by combining waterfowl and human bones. Judging from the wounds, they were all killed by a single shot.

The goddess of hunting is a precise and deadly weapon in the hands of a gunsmith. He does not have Belloberg and does not have heavy firepower. He can only watch the fleshy spherical angel flying slowly in the sky five hundred meters away.

An incarnate butterfly that covets the flesh and blood of psychics is much bolder - it is hovering about one hundred and twenty meters away. As long as the gunsmith turns the muzzle, this cunning incarnate butterfly will immediately change direction and climb up.

A waste of gunsmith's bullets.

So Xueming was not in a hurry to deal with these two targets, and was leisurely fishing on the beach to deal with the apostle monsters that came to the door.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! At this moment, at this moment, three apostles rushed out from the street, aiming directly at the psyker beside the gunsmith——

——At this moment, Xueming felt an evil thought, and a bone-chilling murderous intention locked them firmly.

The incarnation butterfly wants to take this opportunity to break through the gunsmith's defense.

The three monsters made of flesh and blood are not as clumsy and huge as the apostle hounds. They seem to be just to pull the gun line and attract the gunsmith's firepower. They sprint in two directions, southwest and northeast, with a shape like a cheetah.

All four legs were running in the soft sand.

The wide webbed toes dug out dimples, and the flying sand stirred up smoke and dust.

The two pitiful psychic brothers immediately screamed: "Help!!!! I don't want to die! Hero!"

The owner of the fortune telling shop was cursing: "Let me go! I can help you at least!"

Xueming took out his combat knife, unhurriedly opened his gloves, and cut off the fingers of his left hand one by one.

The violent change in spiritual pressure caused the incarnation butterfly in mid-air to lose its mind——

——Seeing such delicious essence falling into the flower bed, it couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to end the battle in one round.

Pricking a circular needle into the neck, the panacea restored the finger, and the gunsmith's soul power also regained part of its chirality.

At this moment, Xueming abandoned his spear and drew out his jingguang to face the enemy.

As the muzzle flash erupted with bursts of thunderous gunfire, fist-sized holes appeared on the body of the cheetah-like apostle unit, which were all hit at the muscle connection between the two forelimbs and the neck - like a gunsmith's repeated experiments

, the weaknesses obtained by repeatedly beating the bodies of other apostle units will be written into the data in the Great Crack of All Things in the future.

These flesh and blood monsters rolled and fell to the ground, their hind legs still paddling vigorously, trying to crawl forward with their remaining bodies.

The seraph in mid-air suddenly swooped down and spread its powerful arms to hug Xueming into his arms and love her deeply——

——With no time to reload, Xueming abandoned the short gun and dodged with an eye in the back of his head.

He moved out two or three places like a ghost, and heard the wine rack in the small shop building being smashed to pieces by the Incarnate Butterfly. It was like the duel between a matador and a bull was coming to an end, and the Incarnate Butterfly failed in its attack, and immediately stirred it up with its wings and limbs.

He smashed the wooden board, grasped his center of gravity and flew in the direction of Xueming.

The iron knight's rapier was unsheathed and thrust straight! The incarnation butterfly was fast and steady, as if it had retained some of its human sanity, grabbing the blade of the sword and holding it tightly in its hands with the combined strength of both arms.

In this confrontation of pure power, only a second or two passed before smiles emanated from the hundreds of evil eyes transformed into butterflies, and ecstatic ridicule was heard from the mouthpieces in the palms of both arms.

Xueming felt that the Iron Knight's rapier was motionless, as if it had been pierced into the rock.

The incarnation butterfly is very proud, thinking that by grabbing the enemy's blade, it can defeat the warrior's will to fight.

But the next second, Xueming lifted up the goddess of hunting, took the spear from the hand of [Fragrant Fantasy], poured bullets into the faceless head that transformed into a butterfly, and promoted a set of meals that did not speak of martial ethics.

The face of Lyndon Van Persie gradually emerged from the broken skull of the butterfly. It could no longer smile. Its legs were weak and it was about to kneel down. It was also called [Fragrant Fantasy] and it lifted the iron knight war hammer and smashed its jaw.

, the body stood up immediately!

It wanted to run away, but Xueming stepped on its feet. It was like a child's fighting trick, but it was extremely effective.

With just one breath and one breath, the Hunting Goddess beat the butterfly's head to pieces, causing it to collapse to the ground. Then, it was struck again by the war hammer of [Fragrant Dream], and the magazine was emptied repeatedly.

This incarnation butterfly, which is about two hundred centimeters tall, is this strong mythical unit that is as fragile as a child in front of the gunsmith. Its body finally begins to destroy and turns into fly ash.

After doing this, Xueming began to wait again, waiting for the fat guy in the sky to take the initiative to land for a decisive battle. Maybe he felt that the owner of the astrology shop was really noisy——

——He took off the blindfold of the astrology shop owner.

The owner of the astrology shop just took one look at the hell-like scene around him and was immediately frightened to the point where his blood pressure rose, his eyes went straight, and even the whites of his eyes turned blood red.

"No, no, no! I'll just sit here, I'll just sit here! Hero! I can't help! I was wrong!"

Xueming put the boss's blindfold back on, took out the combat knife, and prepared to cut off the fingers on his right hand.

He didn't say a word, wasn't affected by any spiritual disaster environment, and didn't even waver for a second. The monster that made ordinary sapiens and psykers fall into a state of madness, in his opinion, was just a monster that was difficult to kill——

But the monster will die when it is killed, this iron law is still valid.

There are still sixteen minutes until the next reinforcement arrives.

That's another unknown Blackstone person, Teacher Su Ling, who is coming.

Xueming is still very scared. He is afraid that his friends will not survive the darkness before dawn——

——As long as the Love God Mercy Society can be defeated, the future will be smooth.


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