It was pitch black, the water splashed everywhere, and the gun Xu Le picked up instantly spit out flames, illuminating the mist in front of the muzzle, and flashing a brilliant rainbow-like refracted light.
His right arm was raised extremely high and waved very quickly, and the flame refracted with the magnificent light around him, and quickly dispersed, like a red fan that suddenly opened.
There were a few muffled pops, and I don't know how many bullets hit the militants, and how many bullets hit the hard concrete walls.
In the darkness, only six or seven militants could be seen, and one of them snorted and fell down with a snort.
Xu Le has never joined the army, just for the Ministry of National Defense's mechanic non-commissioned officer exam, he wrote down countless combat regulations and combat formations in the army, in fact, these knowledge did not have much effect on his exam, but Uncle Feng Yu asked him to learn, and he learned it honestly, but he didn't expect it to play a role at this moment, and the bullets scattered indiscriminately in the tension actually succeeded in hitting a target.
This should be the first time he has shot, and the heavy feeling at his wrist and the slightly numbing recoil force made his body lying in the pool of water a little uncomfortable.
This standard repeater should belong to a certain Tai family's security guard, but the security officer had already died in the raid of the military mecha, and the corpse was broken into no one else, but fortunately, the safety of this firearm had already been opened, so that Xu Le could complete the shooting in the first time.
Xu Le's reaction was very fast, and what was even more admirable was his unyielding, silent and firm surname, which was shocked to the ground by the mecha, and his subconscious action was to grope for a weapon on the ground, and he wanted to fight for his life without stopping, even if it was just a struggle.
In the darkness, in order not to expose his target, Xu Le's right arm raised his gun to shoot extremely high, Rao is so, the group of well-trained militants, still accurately judged his position, a rapid rain of bullets sounded, a sharp sound of breaking the sky made a loud noise, and countless splashes and cement fragments were shot up and flew around Just bitten by a mosquito.
Xu Le leaned against the back door and breathed rapidly, his chest kept breathing, feeling a few pains on his right arm, knowing that before he slipped into the door, he had been hit by those militants, but in the dark, he didn't know where he was shot, only that there was an additional penetrating wound on his right arm, the bullet hit his upper arm, the blood was flowing, and the pain was destroying his nerves.
Just bitten by a mosquito His face was pale but unseen in the dark, his eyes were so bright that he was terrible, he breathed heavily, ignoring whether the militants could hear him, and kept repeating the words about mosquitoes, convincing himself not to care about his injuries, to convince himself that he could still live in such a difficult time.
More serious than the gunshot wound was the injury to his right leg.
Previously, in order to shake the huge and heavy mecha, he concentrated all the power in his body and kicked it out on his leg, although he successfully destroyed the attack of the mecha Jiagong's main cannon, but the shock of that huge force directly destroyed his right leg, and at this time his right leg was twisting in a very terrifying posture, and the broken bones inside were killing his red and swollen leg muscles.
It hurts, but it hurts to the extreme, but it is numb, and Xu Le can't feel it at all.
The rain in the underground parking lot is still spraying, the smell of blood is lighter than before, but the smell of burnt is getting heavier and heavier, I don't know if the room that was hit by the mecha main gun in the distance of the gymnasium is burning brightly.
Xu Le lay on the ground silently holding the unfamiliar metal firearm, and on the other side of the door were several militants who participated in the assassination operation, those militants obviously had a military background and were used to following the mecha to organize operations, but they were no strangers to individual combat.
This silent and tense confrontation did not last long, at least not as long as Xu Le felt at this time, the group of militants did not have much time to spend with him, they had to retreat before the powerful departments of the Federation reacted, although under the glory of Charter One, even if they retreated, it was estimated that it would be difficult to leave the Federation.
Suddenly, the gunshots started again, and countless bullets shot at the heavy door, splashing sparks and debris, if the door in the underground parking lot was not made of metal, I am afraid that Xu Le behind the door at this time has already been beaten into a hornet's nest.
Xu Le behind the door shrank as much as possible, so as not to be affected by the stray bullets that splashed in the passage, and he didn't dare to raise his head or move at all, but the firearm was consciously raised by him and aimed at a certain angle beside him, which was completely from his intuition.
As soon as the gunfire stopped, a sharp figure pounced in.
Xu Le's index finger was lightly picked, and the bullet sprayed out from the barrel of the gun in his hand, directly knocking the figure down However, when he flicked his index finger, he realized that he was wrong, because it was not one of the militants, but the body of a security officer whose body had been cut off in half by mecha shrapnel Xu Le's pupils constricted, knowing that the moment he arrived at the time of life and death, in his empty body, a new force surged at some point, he snorted, kicked the back of the door with his only intact left leg, and forcibly slid half a meter to the side on the ground.
As he slid away, a black barrel creeped out from behind the door and struck where he had been, causing a spark.
Narrowly dodging this shot, Xu Le's slightly narrowed eyes burst into an extremely bright light, and he slammed to the side, and the firearm in his hand opened fire again.
The militant who rushed through the door with a submachine gun in both hands was immediately enveloped in a rain of bullets, and the bullet hit the man's body armor with a dull sound, slamming him directly into the door with a loud bang.
Xu Le raised the muzzle of the gun slightly, and directly shot the person's head into a watermelon that fell to the ground.
The half-open door, in the darkness, resembles the mouth of a legendary monster, as if it wants to swallow all life.
The militants on the other side of the door should have thought so, and Xu Le behind the door thought even so, he half-squatted against the wall with difficulty, not knowing how many bullets were left in the firearm in his hand.
He was supposed to pick up the dead militant's submachine gun, but he just cautiously moved that way, hiding his body behind the dead corpse, his right hand slowly hanging down, and touching the side of his boot.
At this time, in the quiet and dark passage behind Xu Le, there was a sudden sound of footsteps, the footsteps were very soft, it was not a child, it should be a very light woman, and the footsteps should not be a person.
At such a tense moment, there were still people in the gymnasium who had not withdrawn, Xu Le's eyes were filled with deep worry, if those innocent people were allowed to come here, it would only be a dead end.
"Fuck you, fuck you."
Xu Le was expressionless and swearing, not knowing what these swear words meant to him, but his eyes that were forever smiling and sincere were getting brighter and more decisive.
"Don't come here," he shouted to his master at the sound of footsteps behind the darkness.
As his voice appeared, the gunshots outside the door rang out intensively again, and the gunfire cut through the space in front of Xu Le, and he couldn't make any movements at all, so he could only watch the figures of the two militants rush over and enter behind the door.
"Fuck you," Xu Le scolded softly, and then pounced towards the two figures.
The two militants obviously didn't expect him to hide so close so fearlessly, let alone that the other party's reaction would be so fast.
Xu Le's movements at this time were indeed extremely fast, at the moment of life and death, he burst out all the power in his body, and those tremors began to squeeze his already exhausted body, as if to squeeze out every pair of muscle fibers of his little bit of strength.
Like a gray shadow, he pounced, pulled the trigger in a very short distance, shot down the militant a little farther away, instantly dropped the gun in his hand, and at the same time as the gun left his hand, his body slammed into the body of another militant.
Protrude your elbow and hit the opponent's throat cartilage.
Top the crotch, use your waist side hard bones, and hit the opponent's crotch fiercely.
Reaching out, the fingertips slammed into the opponent's eye sockets.
The practice that started in the pit did not fall a day after I became a porter at Ewha University.
The hard training has made the ten postures taught to Xu Le by Uncle Feng Yu have become a certain instinct in his body.
At this moment, his strength exploded in an all-round way, and he gave full play to it, and that comfortable and violent feeling actually made him forget that he was dragging a waste leg and was shot several times in his body.
It's all weird and heroic With a severed throat, a broken scrotum, a blooming eyeball, and a rush of blood juice, the militant fell down in front of Xu Le without snorting.
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However, by this time his body was already exposed in the doorway.
Xu Le did not pause at all, and rushed out silently and bravely against the corpse of the militant.
The sound of the gun rang out, and a metal tool suddenly appeared in Xu Le's right hand, and with a press of his fingers, a faint blue arc of electricity suddenly illuminated the corner of the underground parking lot.
One of the militants on the side was hit by an arc of electricity and fell down, but the submachine gun bullet in his hand, which was still strafing, was shot in the thigh of a companion.
Xu Le rushed over, and the tip of the electric shock baton in his hand had already poked out, directly hitting the guy who was kneeling to the ground.
However, these militants are worthy of being elite soldiers in the army, although Xu Le, a sudden variable, inexplicably killed several companions, but this guy who was accidentally injured by his companions still showed the excellent individual quality of federal soldiers at this critical moment.
In such a short period of time, at such a close distance, it was impossible to raise a gun to shoot, the armed man snorted, and in the extremely short arc lighting time, he saw the direction of Xu Le's knife clearly, and the submachine gun in his hand was very skillfully blocked Xu Le's wrist.
To be continued: