After reaching behind the barbed wire fence, Gu Zhuo climbed up along the barbed wire fence. With the blessing of the war machine and his already good skills, he climbed up in no time.
After climbing up the barbed wire fence, he jumped down from the top, gradually bending his knees to ensure that this posture would minimize the noise he made when he jumped down.
When Gu Zhuo jumped behind the helicopter, the pilot of the helicopter was still sitting on his seat, humming a tune leisurely.
He was overconfident in his helicopter, and with the group of believers in front of him clearing the way, he never thought that anyone would dare to sneak attack from behind.
Seeing that the pilot didn't notice him at all, Gu Zhuo leaned on his waist and walked towards the cockpit close to the outer edge of the helicopter.
"Why are those guys silent? I don't know if there is anyone inside. If there is a pile of supplies, those old guys must be crazy with joy now and are grabbing supplies. You guys, I should have known to go down with them.
.There is no movement at all now, it’s really boring to ride a horse.”
The driver murmured, feeling bored.
The few shuttles he just drove down here were just to lure the survivors out, so that he could take the opportunity to kill them and relieve their boredom. Anyway, by that time, even if those believers were dissatisfied with their actions, there was nothing they could do.
But who would have thought that after several trips, there would still be no one in the watchtower, which made him feel very angry.
At this time, Gu Zhuo had already touched the edge of the helicopter cockpit. He put his hand on the door handle, and then pulled it out with force. But obviously, the door was locked tightly and he could not open it easily.
"What the hell!"
The pilot was still complaining in his heart, but he felt a sound from the hatch next to him. He was startled, looked to the side, and saw a man wearing something like an Iron Man suit standing in front of the hatch.
“Fuck!!”
The pilot acted as if he had seen a ghost. He quickly changed his casual attitude and hurriedly operated the helicopter, trying to get it into the air.
How could Gu Zhuo give him a chance? He grabbed the hatch and pulled it back hard. However, the helicopter's hatch was welded tightly and it was a tight fit. He couldn't pull it open with brute force.
Seeing this, the driver felt a little relieved:
As long as he takes off quickly, this guy can't do anything to him! He doesn't believe that there really is an armor as powerful as Iron Man in reality.
However, to his surprise, when Gu Zhuo saw that he could not open the hatch with brute force, he took a step back, raised his pulse cannon and aimed it at the hatch.
I saw a blue light gathering in the palm of his hand. The light became more and more dazzling and blinding, which directly stunned the driver.
What the hell, how can someone really shoot a pulse cannon from the palm of their hand!?
He didn't care about anything else and frantically pulled the joystick of the plane, trying to raise the helicopter.
But the next second, the pulse cannon blasted up, and with a "bang" sound, the originally solid hatch was completely blown open, sending thick black smoke upwards.
The driver was knocked backwards by the impact, coughing all the time, and his throat felt as if he had entered a fire scene.
Gu Zhuo ignored him, kicked open the blasted hatch, and walked into the cockpit.
He picked up the pilot from the ground and threw him out of the helicopter.
The driver was a strong man with good physical fitness. However, when he was thrown out by Gu Zhuo, he had no ability to fight back. He fell heavily to the ground, landed on his face, and ate a mouth full of dirt.
"Help, help!!!"
Seeing how fierce Gu Zhuo was, the driver gave in. He quickly raised his face, and before he could spit the dirt out of his mouth, he shouted for help, trying to call out the believers in the watchtower.
The believers had just entered the watchtower. Although they didn't find any survivors, they saw supplies, vegetables, and cans all over the floor. They were about to loot the place when they heard a "boom" outside.
There was an explosion, followed by the driver's cry for help.
"Fuck, there's a sneak attack!"
Several believers looked at each other, and then rushed out with guns in hand, regardless of getting supplies.
As soon as they rushed outside, they saw a shocking scene:
They saw a man wearing a mechanical armor, with his back to them, standing in front of the driver who fell on the ground. The driver looked frightened, completely lacking his previous arrogance.
When he saw a few believers, he quickly shouted at them:
"Come and save me, save me!"
Hearing his shout, Gu Zhuo turned his head and looked at the believers behind him.
"Fuck, you idiot, what are you shouting for?"
One of the believers cursed with a black line on his face.
Then, they all raised their guns and fired at Gu Zhuo.
The bullets hit the war machine, and there was only a "bang bang" sound like raindrops falling on the greenhouse, but these bullets failed to cause any damage to Gu Zhuo.
On the contrary, the driver behind was hit by a stray bullet and fell into a pool of blood before he could scream.
Gu Zhuo walked forward slowly. He looked at the black robes worn by these people and saw the blood-red double-eyes symbol. He couldn't help but frown in disgust.
It’s the damn prophetic religion again!
He now has no other emotions except extreme hatred for this religion.
Gu Zhuo was still approaching slowly, as if what was being hit in front of him was not bullets, but a few small raindrops.
"Don't come here, don't come here!"
The believer who was standing at the front unconsciously took a few steps back. Seeing that the bullets were useless, he gritted his teeth, threw the gun in his hand to the ground, and took out a grenade from his waist.
This was originally just for comfort, but I didn't expect it to actually be used now.
He was just about to pull the tab of the grenade and throw it at Gu Zhuo. Unexpectedly, the mini Gatling on Gu Zhuo's shoulder aimed directly at the cultist and fired a burst of fire. Even if the cultist was wearing a body armor, at this time
No longer useful.
Before he could pull the grenade ring open, countless bloody holes were punched in his body, and he fell to the ground.
The grenade rolled away like a funny toy.
Gu Zhuo took care of one of the cultists, then aimed the mini Gatling at the remaining ones, and fired again wildly.
"Run, run!"
Several believers knew that they were no match for the man in front of them, so they immediately threw away their guns and ran outside the observation tower. Even though they knew that they could not run very far, they could not just watch themselves die.
Gu Zhuo snorted coldly:
"One of you counts today, none of you can escape."
He raised his hand, and while the mini Gatling on his shoulder was firing, he also aimed the pulse cannon in his hand at the fleeing figures.
He blasted over, and immediately there was a burst of explosions. Blood splattered in front of him, and the corpses shot by the pulse cannon flew everywhere. The believers who were affected by the energy were all knocked to the ground by the aftermath, feeling
All the bones in his body seemed to be falling apart.
"Are you still running?"
Gu Zhuo put away the pulse cannon in his palm, stopped firing the mini Gatling on his shoulder, and walked slowly to the last cultist.
Now, except for him, everyone has been wiped out, and no one is left.
"Hey, stop pretending to be dead and get up."
Gu Zhuo pulled the cultist up from the ground and looked directly at him.