Chapter 53
The night wind on the rooftop is very strong.
The supporting SEALs were seven minutes ahead of schedule.
Under the huge noise of the helicopter.
Karen yelled at Cole, "This is Captain Baine! Baine Morris, in charge of this operation!"
The two shook hands
"Cole · Walker.".
The Nordic-looking Bain frowns said, "Tell me the destination! David will stay on the helicopter to cover us!"
Cole loudly said, "Let the helicopter escort us Karen left, and the others followed me downstairs."
Bain nodded, after some arrangements, Karen flew out of Los Angeles under the escort of two team members in the helicopter they came.
On the way downstairs.
Cole continued, "We may encounter a lot of obstacles along the way. Vampire doesn't need you to do it. I only need you to help me solve the local gangsters and desperadoes."
"The gangster?"
"They work for Deacon ·Frost, the current leader of the Elder Council."
Four SEALs looked at each other in blank dismay.
Obviously, they can't quite understand what Cole is talking about.
However, regarding the authenticity of the identity of the vampire hunter, after seeing him for the first time, the four of them no longer doubted.
Who would think that a fully armed, bloody, murderous-looking guy with cold eyes would be an ordinary citizen?
Walking to the corridor on the top floor, everyone is going to take the elevator downstairs.
But after the four SEALs saw the scene inside...
"God..."
"Fak. "
"Damn, what happened here?!"
Then they all looked towards Cole.
Cole lowered his head and lit his cigarette, jokingly said, "Do you think that vampire will play Texas Hold'em with me while waiting for you to come? Time is running out, let's go."
In the elevator.
Bain looked at him and couldn't help but said, "So, your blood is all from them?"
Cole didn't answer.
Everyone found a car that could be started on the street, slammed down the accelerator, and drove quickly to the destination of the trip.
The purpose of Cole calling for support is the same as he told Bain.
For ordinary vampire, he alone is enough.
However, in the face of local gangs and desperadoes armed with firearms, they lack effective fire suppression and tactical cooperation. It will be very difficult for one person to cross the streets that have become War Zone alone.
Tell the SEALs some common sense to deal with vampire species.
On the way, they encountered three waves of criminals holding guns.
A fierce gun battle.
With the advanced weapons and equipment and powerful tactical qualities of the SEALs, they can kill all the opponents without risk.
At a distance of more than one kilometer from the destination.
They finally encountered the first big trouble.
The intersection was intercepted laterally by a large burning truck, and a large number of cars were jammed at the intersection, making it impossible to drive through.
all around there are many blood-sucking species who are full of blood and are caring.
Get off and walk.
Cole took a look at the time, 3:41 in the morning.
There are still nineteen minutes before the time-limited mission fails.
Confirming that it has not been noticed by too many people, Bain made a forward tactical gesture, and everyone bent over and lowered their bodies, clinging to the shadow of a building, and proceeded quietly.
When crossing an intersection, passing a convenience store.
Under the street lamp in the distance, four blood slaves held a human corpse, biting wildly, and venting their bloodthirsty nature.
It is completely impossible to avoid them.
Cole walked in front, raised his hand to make a fist, and motioned for the four team members to stop silently.
Remove the pneumatic crossbow.
With the help of cars stuck on the road, quickly approach them.
Activate blood flames.
Cole was about to silently assassinate the four blood slaves in the distance, but suddenly heard a scream from behind him, followed by a deafening shot.
"Asshole! Let go of Roy!"
"Bain! Be careful behind you!"
The four blood slaves turned their heads suddenly, not only saw Cole, who was half of his body exposed, also saw the light of the gun shot not far away.
With a howl of ghosts, he ran frantically in the direction of Cole and the SEALs.
The blood slaves and blood-sucking species that they had avoided before, are also like sharks smelling blood, following the gunshots, screaming and running all the way.
Cole expressionlessly, squeezed the trigger of the crossbow arrow.
The flying crossbows engulfed the flames of blood, and instantly killed four mad blood slaves.
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Pull out the machete, the figure is like an arrow from the string, with a running speed far exceeding human beings, kicking and lying on the SEALs to suck blood Blood slave.
Turning around, grabbing the hair of the other blood slave who tried to bite Bain, cut off his head, and the blood suddenly splashed on Bain's face.
Finally, a pneumatic crossbow was used to shoot to death the blood slave who was prepared to run away.
The other two SEALs were completely shocked by the scene in front of them.
One of them held a carbine with empty bullets, opened his mouth wide and froze in place, until Cole called him for help, and then hurriedly walked to the side of the team member whose neck was bitten.
"Squeeze his neck hard!"
"Oh...oh."
He held his helmet and said in horror, "Walker, They’re the kind of ghosts you’re talking about?! God, I emptied the magazine and he didn’t have anything to do!"
Take out the syringe from the small tool bag you carry and put the perfume Pour the garlic solution in the bottle, and Cole pressed the injured player’s chest and said, "This may be painful."
"Ah——"
mournful scream, like a bloody night The Carnival Catalyst.
One by one, vampire species appeared under the street lamp at the distant intersection, holding various weapons in his hands, singing loudly and laughing, in the form of madness.
As a veteran who has rich combat experience and came down from the Gulf battlefield, Bain aimed his guns at the densely packed enemies that appeared in all directions.
At this moment, his hands trembled slightly because of uncontrollable fear.
Originally as the commander of the squad, he witnessed the horror scene where a single bullet could not kill the vampire, his expression was highly tense, cold sweat was dripping from his temples, and he shouted, "Cole, what do we do now ??!"
Injecting garlic solution into the players’ necks, Cole looked up and looked at the distance, indifferently said, "Most of those are low-level blood slaves. They are all over the streets of Los Angeles, you guys. Didn’t you prepare a silver bullet before departure?"
"The time you requested is too tight. The headquarters is worried about the delay. After receiving the order, we did not stop and rushed over."
Take off the G3 rifle and pass it to Bain, and then hand the remaining Glock and pneumatic crossbow to the two team members respectively, saying, "There are not many silver bullets left, so save it."
"What about you?"
The long knife Cole drew responded to their question.
Looking down at the players with less air intake and more air, indifferently said, "Bain, shoot him in the middle of the eyebrows."
"What?!"
without the slightest hesitation, take out the Colt M1900 from the holster, aim at the team member who has been infected and lost too much blood and is completely unsaved, pull the trigger.
Boom!
The brains are blooming.
next moment, the two team members pointed at Cole with gunpoints at once, with a frightened expression and a sweaty face.
"Hi!!"
"Walker! Asshole...what did you do?!"
Cole put the gun away indifferently said, "He didn’t Saved."
Ignoring the muzzle pointed at him, glanced at his watch: 3:52 in the morning.
The time-limited mission failed, Blade Iworld restarted, all gains disappeared, and only the last eight minutes were left!