1141 Demon Veteran's Battle

Explosions swept across the first floor, and a demon who had just walked into the back of the collapsed magic tower was beaten into a sieve by steel balls, spitting black blood from his mouth and fell down like a puddle of mud.

The demon veterans who were already ascending the stairs secretly thought something was wrong, because the explosion meant that the enemies they were about to raid knew they were coming.

So, he stretched out his hand and pushed the demon in front of him, signaling him to speed up his pace—since the sneak attack was impossible, he had to attack by force!

The success of the storm depends on whether they can rush up the stairs in time! If the opponent doesn't hold the stairs, then they have a chance to fight at close quarters!

There are still three of them left, and they can still take advantage of it in the process of hand-to-hand combat! If human beings are allowed to give full play to their weapon advantages, the chances of winning are basically close to zero.

The demon walking in front of him also knows this truth, the most dangerous place is the stairs. He worked hard to climb up, and the sound of his heavy footsteps on the stairs was particularly obvious.

However, he didn't care too much. Holding the rusty long sword, he walked up the stairs like this and occupied a good position.

On the other hand, because the building is really a bit overwhelmed, the deputy shooter did not dare to throw another grenade to test whether the building can withstand the baptism of an explosion.

He sighed, reached out his assault rifle, and aimed at the stairs over there. As long as there is something rushing up, he can easily shoot the shuttle first, and then say hello to the other party.

Sure enough, a demon suddenly appeared in his holographic scope. He pulled the trigger, and the bullets hit the body of that hapless demon densely.

Some bullets hit the wall at the corner of the stairs, leaving dense bullet marks on it. There are still white ash splashing everywhere on the wall, mixed with black blood, which has the taste of a beautiful black and white silent film.

The demon who had just walked up to the second floor was shot and fell down. The long sword in his hand fell to the floor with a heavy sound.

Immediately afterwards, the demon, who had been pierced through the neck and chest by several bullets, fell backwards. His body fell on the floor, finally causing the dilapidated floor to collapse.

With a loud bang, the stairs also collapsed, including half of the floor, and the corpses on the floor rolled down to the first floor.

Dust filled the air, and the deputy shooter had no choice but to retreat into his room. He squinted his eyes and backed away, holding his breath and aiming his weapon in the direction of the door.

The vibration of the collapsed stairs made the sniper give up the task of blocking the street. He turned around, drew out his pistol and aimed it in the direction of the door.

He didn't know why there was such a big commotion, and now he was already considering leaving this damn place.

In the direction of the stairs, there were only two demons left. The stairs collapsed, and the recruit following the veteran fell back to the first floor with the stairs.

Unfortunately, he is now buried in the ruins of the stairs, and he has no ability to help for a while.

The demon veteran didn't plan to wait for the new recruit to regain his strength. If he didn't take advantage of the rising smoke to reach a suitable attack distance, his attack would be considered a failure.

It's a pity that he has already been discovered, and even his retreat is full of danger! Who knows where the elusive human sniper will set up an ambush, and then he will become the prey.

The depressed veteran rushed to the corridor on the second floor with his long sword in his hand. In the smoke and dust swirling all over the sky, he squinted his eyes to find his target.

Because the air was so turbid, the veteran couldn't help holding his breath. Because of the unique body of demons, they can hold their breath for a long time, which is obviously more suitable for this kind of dirty environment than humans.

He was more cautious this time, because there were no comrades in front to explore the way for him. So his feet moved carefully, avoiding the gravel and rubble on the ground that made noise easily.

As he advanced, he held his long sword flat in front of his eyes.

If he saw the target, he could quickly thrust out a sword, a deadly sword!

Of course, maintaining the stabbing posture like this is not without disadvantages, that is, the blade of the long sword protrudes too much from the body, so that when the side passes a corner, it is easy to be spotted in advance.

The dust is gradually subsiding and visibility is starting to improve noticeably. The demon veteran knew that time was running out for him. Once visibility is restored, the advantage of humans with long-range weapons will expand, and his situation will become more passive.

So, he decided to speed up his pace, even if he made some noise. Even if the whereabouts are slightly exposed, it is much better than missing the opportunity to attack.

But what he didn't know was that the human soldiers in the room had moved the infrared thermal imager on the helmet to his eyes. In a cloud of dust, the fiery red image representing the body temperature of the devil had already appeared on the human body. It's all in sight.

"He's quite cautious." The deputy shooter muttered in a voice that only he could hear. Through the wall, he had already aimed his assault rifle at the unaware demon veteran.

The opponent finally took another step forward, and his body was just exposed within the firing range of the weapon. The soldiers of the Alan Hill Empire pulled the trigger of their weapons, and the demon veteran also saw his two opponents in the dusty room.

"Tud chug!" There was a continuous gunshot, and the demon veteran felt several heavy shocks hitting his chest. He staggered back two steps and leaned against the wall of the corridor. The cold feeling instantly passed from his body. The back passed to his whole body.

He slid his seat along the wall to the floor, and the long sword that he had taken care of to be fairly sharp fell aside, making a crisp sound.

The demon veteran lowered his head and saw the circular holes in his breastplate, because of the huge impact force, there were slight depressions around these holes.

The black liquid was slowly flowing out of these holes, and the feeling of pain only reached his brain at this time.

It turns out that this is what it feels like to be hit by a bullet. Such a thought flashed through the veteran's mind. Then he raised his head and saw two humans with night vision goggles and weapons passing by in front of him.

The two humans avoided his legs, looking down at him who was no longer capable of struggling... The demon veteran tried his best to breathe, and tried hard to continue living. But those gunshot wounds were depriving him of his life, and there was no mercy at all.

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