"Damn it, it's that monster" When the roar in the apartment building appeared, the army captain's face instantly became ugly.
He stood sideways in front of the old general, pointing the 4a1 assault rifle in his hand at the crack in the balcony in front of him, while pointing at a soldier and shouting loudly.
Said: "Lead the general and retreat immediately.
Sichel stays behind and holds me back."
Without any hesitation, the soldier named Sichel stood up with his 4a1 assault rifle and stood side by side with the captain.
He stared at the crack in the balcony with an equally ugly expression, but said nothing more.
Everyone understood that the so-called delaying of the two of them was to cover the departure of the old general and another soldier behind them at the cost of their lives.
"We have deviated from the planned route, where can we escape now?"
But the old general did not turn around and leave.
Instead, he slowly stretched out his hand to take off the big-brimmed hat on his head and smoothed his gray hair.
The corners of his eyes that were already full of old age lines were full of indifference to life. 1911 semi-automatic pistol, smiling at the captain: "It is more glorious to die on the battlefield than to die in a nursing home."
He panted slowly.
The previous strenuous exercise was already quite strenuous at this age.
Even holding a 1911 semi-automatic pistol, he felt so weak that he couldn't help but secretly sigh at the invisible pressure of aging.
But he didn't say much.
He pointed towards Liszt and said to the three soldiers on both sides: "Support him."
But before the three U.S.
Army soldiers could come forward to support him, Lister's figure was pushed towards the back.
At the same time, a huge figure jumped out of the balcony and violently hit the low and thin masonry.
On the wall, as a burst of smoke rose, the low brick wall was completely reduced to a piece of broken bricks scattered on the ground.
"I don't think that little pistol of yours is very useful, old man."
Liszt took a few steps back, glanced at the 1911 semi-automatic pistol in the hands of the old general, shook his head slightly, threw him the AKS74U short assault rifle stuck in the backpack behind him, and said loudly: "Deal with that man."
Dude, this thing works better.”
"Well, Soviet stuff."
The old general soldier subconsciously reached out and took the AKS74U short assault rifle.
Looking at the rough and powerful rifle, he couldn't help but show a look of nostalgia on his face.
But he didn't hesitate.
He stretched out his hand and pulled the gun bolt.
With the crisp sound indicating that it was loaded, his wrinkled face also took on the look of a young man, and he laughed and said: “Simple, reliable and durable, to be honest, even I like it very much” "You can use it if you like it, old man.
I think it's best to shoot this guy in the head."
Holding his Winchester 1887 shotgun, Lister took a deep breath, and he looked at the gray fog in front of him, the body of the Death Claw standing in the middle of the street, slowly twisting.
As he came over, he couldn't help lowering his head and gritting his teeth to remind: "I won't be able to take care of you for a while."
"Just fight side by side.
If we are not opponents, just run away."
The soldier captain took a step forward first and stood slightly in front of the old general and Liszt.
The 4a1 assault rifle in his hand was pressed tightly against his shoulder, and he looked at the dead man on the road outside.
Zhao, said calmly: "You civilians should not be involved in the war."
But before he finished speaking, the Death Claw that was originally standing on the road had already pounced on it.
The short distance of four or five meters was not a matter of just a few steps for it to walk.
With the low roar, it had even reached In front of them, they instantly waved their sharp claws and fiercely covered Liszt and the others.
"Get out of the way" Liszt didn't expect the death claws to be so fast.
Compared to the two death claws he encountered before, they were almost twice as fast.
He didn't have time to make any moves, but instinctively rolled to one side, supporting his body with his elbows and quickly rolled three or four meters away.
When he stood up, he suddenly discovered the target of the death claw.
It's him A pair of scarlet eyes had locked onto Liszt, and the big mouth full of sharp teeth was breathing fishy bad breath.
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Liszt glanced at the soldiers and the old general who were also scattered around, but he couldn't help but cursed secretly, directly raised the Winchester 1887 shotgun in his hand, put it against his shoulder, and pulled the trigger hard. .
"Bang" The dazzling muzzle flash suddenly appeared in the darkness, and the arrow-shaped shotgun exploded with the expansion of the gunpowder, instantly turning into a deadly metal jet, easily cutting through the creature's skin according to eternal physical rules.
At the same time, the rotating warhead encounters resistance and rolls laterally in the muscle, drawing a beautiful cavity in the muscle layer.
Blood splattered everywhere, and the power of arrow-shaped shotguns had already been concluded on the two death claws before, and Liszt also believed in the old man in his hands.
The reputation of hundreds of years is still as reliable even now, and he ejected the useless cartridge case as if opening a lever, and then reattached the gun body neatly.
The black muzzle of the gun was still pointed at the death claw in front, and then continued to ruthlessly Pulling the trigger, another burst of dazzling gun flames "Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang" Continuous gunshots were heard all around, and the three original soldiers and the old general had spread out to pull the trigger on the death claw.
The successive and orderly gunshots showed their precise shooting, and clouds of blood exploded on the soft skin.
But the death claw seemed to recognize Liszt.
On the bloody front face, the scarlet eyes were filled with viciousness and ferocity, and it opened its big mouth and continued to pounce towards Liszt.
Even though its body, head, and chest were covered in blood from the bullets, it didn't care because of its own vitality.
The Winchester 1887 shotgun is undoubtedly powerful at close range.
Although the gun has been around for almost a century and a half, we can only see the shadow of this gun in museums and hunting associations.
There is no doubt that as long as it is Guns can kill people.
As long as it is a shotgun, its power at close range is undeniable.
"Damn" Liszt rolled on the spot without fear, dodging the sharp claws like a knife.
He knew the weakness of this death claw from the radiation in his previous life.
Although the attack was strong, he had a lot of vitality and was extremely fast, but The inability to cope with the enemy's flexible rolling within a small area is the most direct weakness of this creature.
Death claws are studied as biological weapons.
They are designed to quickly disrupt the enemy's defense line in complex situations.
They have no intention of confronting large-scale systematic regular troops.
No matter how strong you are, you will still be nothing but a pile of rotten meat when faced with hot weapons.
Even if hundreds of Death Claws are exposed to enemy artillery fire, they will be no different from humans in a round of artillery fire.
In other words, it is because of insufficient intelligence and coordination.
The reasons for being too large will be worse The scientists who developed the death claws did not expect that human beings would dare to roll around the death claws to avoid attacks, nor did they expect that the muscle layer, which is more effective in defending against rifle fire, would face a close range shotgun blast.
When used, it cannot produce the original effect of reducing bleeding and quickly closing the muzzle.
"roar" The death claw violently waved its two claws around, and even its thick tail was sweeping the surrounding land fiercely.
The originally well-manicured lawn was almost in a mess in just three or five strokes.
However, Liszt still dodged the Death Claw attack like a civet.
With the help of the surrounding low walls and the corners of the apartment, he managed to avoid the Death Claw attack.
"Well done, young man, come here quickly" Quickly lowering his waist to avoid the volley of the tail, Liszt's back hit the cold and hard wall of the apartment.
He was gasping for air.
The violent exercise just now also made him a little bit too much.
The death claw looked over again with scarlet eyes.
He gritted his teeth and was about to continue fighting when the window next to him was opened instantly.
The old man in general uniform picked up the AKS74U short assault rifle and fired fiercely.
Pull the trigger and shout loudly: "Come in, let's go" But Liszt stared at the death claw with a bloody face, and spat fiercely to the side with a serious and solemn look on his face.
The 1887 shotgun was loaded, and he pressed the wooden handle tightly against his shoulder.
He looked through the notched front sight and smiled disdainfully: "Let's go."
He looked at the figure with the death claws rushing towards him and couldn't help but take a deep breath, but something new seemed to appear in his brain.
He held his breath, as if the flow of time around him had changed.
Slow.
And the sight had already been locked between the eyebrows of the death claw, and then he pulled the trigger hard, and another dazzling light burst out in the darkness.
"Bang" White brain matter mixed with a small half of the skull flew out.
The death claw didn't even have time to stop running wildly.
The scarlet cruelty in its eyes had already lost its expression, and it crookedly hit the wall of the apartment. , with a burst of shaking, the wall covering and many broken bricks fell down.
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Liszt was breathing heavily on the side, his eyes were already bloodshot, and he turned his head to look at the dead death claw, and the smile at the corner of his mouth slowly raised.
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