Everyone stood there motionless, like sculptures. Suddenly, the soldier closest to the elevator moved his head, as if he had discovered something.
He turned to look at the elevator beside him, and found that it still showed the stopped state. A trace of doubt appeared on his face under the mask. He had just heard a slight sound of the elevator running. Did he hear it wrong?
Already?
Just when he was listening attentively again, under his gaze, the two elevator doors that were originally closed suddenly opened slowly.
The soldier who was listening carefully had his eyelids widened under his helmet. However, before he could raise his gun and point it at the elevator door, or issue a warning sound, a pair of black pistols quickly shot out of the half-opened elevator.
There were protuberances sticking out of the door, pointing to both sides, and the muzzle of one of them was pointing at him!
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
After two consecutive gunshots, the two soldiers closest to the elevator door had their helmets shattered and fell backwards.
When other soldiers heard the sound of gunfire and raised their guns and turned around, Chen Mo kept his hands on the ground, quickly changed direction, and fired repeatedly at the target that threatened the most.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!..."
Continuous gunfire sounded continuously, and each gunshot was accompanied by a soldier falling to the ground. When other soldiers turned around and raised their guns to aim at Chen Mo, the elevator door was already half open, and Chen Mo had his arms flat.
He raised his hand and fired continuously towards the front and sides while quickly rushing out of the elevator.
After rushing out of the elevator, Chen Mo's figure flashed rapidly, dodging bullets fired from around him while shooting at the surrounding targets in various postures.
The power of the gun fighting technique was brought into full play. Every time a gun was fired, one person was killed, but Chen Mo predicted all the bullets in advance and dodged them.
These soldiers guarding the Pope were much more elite than the militants of the contraband trafficking organization outside the city. Although they killed many of them before they could react, Chen Mo still felt unprecedented pressure under the attack of the remaining twenty people.
pressure.
The physical fitness of a senior priest that he deliberately maintains now is only relatively strong among ordinary people, similar to that of top special forces. Under the siege of more than 20 elite soldiers, he relied solely on calculations and deductions of gun fighting skills.
To dodge attacks, the pressure is very high, the brain is running at high speed all the time, and there is no way to relax.
But this is exactly what Chen Mo hopes. After this period of crazy fighting training, his current level of gun fighting is comparable to that of John Peston, the strongest among the senior priests, but he feels that he has not reached the level of gun fighting.
It's the limit, but it's very difficult to continue to improve.
And these most elite soldiers of the church who protect the pope are his current best training targets.
Soldiers were killed one by one by Chen Mo's bullets, but the manpower here did not decrease, but instead gradually increased.
Following Chen Mo's killing spree, all the soldiers guarding this floor were attracted by the sound of gunfire. A large number of soldiers poured out from the three passages on the opposite side, even faster than Chen Mo's extremely fast killing speed.
Chen Mo had to work hard, calculating various data faster, and trying to speed up the kills to ensure that the number of people on the scene increased slowly.
As the number of soldiers on the scene increased, Chen Mo's pressure increased, and his gun fighting skills were used to the extreme. Chen Mo could clearly feel that his gun fighting skills were improving rapidly in this overloaded battle.
Ascension, in order to maintain this perfect "training" state, when the number of arriving soldiers began to decrease, Chen Mo even deliberately smashed the helmets without hurting anyone, so that they could take off their helmets and continue to fight.
When all the more than 30 people present took off their helmets, Chen Mo started attacking their legs again.
These soldiers were all injected with the "Bossian" medicine and had no fear at all. Even if they were injured, they still stood against the wall or knelt directly on the ground and continued to attack Chen Mo.
The ground around them was already covered with dead soldiers, and the blood from the corpses flowed to their feet, but they were not affected at all.
More than thirty people are already the limit that gun fighting skills can handle. If there are more, the barrage of attacks will be too dense and there will be no room to dodge.
At the beginning, Chen Mo felt a lot of pressure. Later, as the battle progressed, he became more and more proficient in gun fighting. It seemed that he had formed an instinct and a complete set of skills in his brain.
With automatic processing software, all calculations are automatically performed in the mind, the reaction speed becomes faster and faster, and the battle becomes easier and easier.
The art of gun fighting was finally mastered in this high-intensity battle, and its power was greatly improved.
By the time Chen Mo felt that he could deal with the current situation calmly and his gun fighting skills were no longer improving, there were no soldiers left standing. All of the soldiers on the scene were shot. They couldn't even lean against the wall. They all knelt down on the ground.
, raised his gun and attacked Chen Mo.
Chen Mo seemed to have arrived in the dwarf kingdom. His tall figure kept flashing among a group of people who were all much shorter than him. He felt like he stood out from the crowd.
Since there was no longer any use for training, Chen Mo stopped wasting time and quickly killed all these "dwarves".
The corpses of more than a hundred soldiers completely filled this originally spacious area, and the blood that poured out completely dyed the entire ground red, like a sea of blood hell.
Chen Mo stepped on the corpses on the ground and left the Shura battlefield with pools of blood, and walked into the passage. Every step he took left a bright red footprint on the floor.
Leaving behind gradually fading bloody footprints, Chen Mo went up all the way and finally came to the gate of the Pope's real residence.
This is a magnificent door that is taller and heavier than the door of the Parliament. Behind this door is the residence of the dictator of Libya, the faith of the church, and the supreme pope.
Chen Mo was full of curiosity about this person who single-handedly founded the church and Libya in the apocalypse of nuclear war. Now, he was finally going to meet him!
Chen Mo stepped forward and reached out to push open the door.
Until the door was completely pushed open by Chen Mo, there was no attack or sneak attack.
Chen Mo was not surprised by this and walked in through the gate calmly.
This is a gorgeous and artistic rotunda hall. Beautiful and smooth precious marbles spell out various beautiful patterns on the ground. There are more than a dozen marble columns as thick as a person erected around the hall.
The dome with the magnificent ceiling painting above was firmly propped up.
The wall behind the stone pillars is also inlaid with green marble, and two beautiful large oil paintings are hung on it.