Chapter 55 Sneak Attack
If possible, Song Jian really wants to kidnap this stubborn old man directly like those militiamen at Base 101, but the mission is not about this old man, but about the story behind this grenade fragment;
Song Jian guessed that this should be a series of tasks, and this grenade fragment is just an introduction, so this Dr. Eberstein, it is better not to offend him as much as possible;
Seeing Dr. Eberstein's fearless look, Song Jian's face was ugly, but he finally nodded and turned to leave the room.
From the conversation between the two guards at the door, I learned that someone will come to change the shift in a while, and I don't know if I can take the opportunity to kill two more.
There are too many people in the room next to it, and the captain is obviously a fifth-level elite boss with firearms. If they rush in rashly, they will definitely be beaten into a hornet's nest;
"Wait until they're drunk, that's the best time for me to take action." Song Jian thought to himself.
Killed two guards, only a bottle of mineral water and a can of canned beef fell, and there was nothing left. Although the clothes and their weapons and rifles were all there, they did not have any attributes. They belonged to the scene props, and the clothes were still there. It can be worn on the body to disguise, but the rifle can't even shoot, it can only be held in the arms and used as a fire stick;
Song Jian waited patiently, and more than half an hour later, the door of the next room was pushed open, and two drunken men used their rifles as crutches, supported them, and walked staggeringly towards Song Jian;
"Airy, Cook, you two must be in a hurry, haha, don't worry, we have left you a lot of good things, and there are still several barrels of beer, enough for you to drink."
"Shit, these two guys are all asleep. They dare to sleep while standing guard. If the captain finds out, they will definitely whip you guys, Airy, you idiot, you are still sitting on the ground..."
Song Jian held the rifle, pressed the peaked cap very low, covering most of his face, leaned on the door frame and closed his eyes slightly and pretended to sleep. Airy next to him was put into a sleeping position by him, and he heard the two of them talking. Screaming in a low voice, Song Jian was very nervous. If these two people found any clues and shouted, Song Jian's difficulty in completing the task would greatly increase, and the task might even fail;
Song Jian took a deep breath, his muscles were tense, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any time;
five meters...
Four meters...
Three meters...
The two were getting closer and closer. Song Jian aimed at the two from the corner of his eye. The two looked to be in their thirties or forties. Their faces were flushed from drinking, and they couldn't keep their eyes open. He walked forward with his eyes half closed, looking like he would fall down at any time.
Can such a person come out to stand guard? Song Jian made a bet that even if they changed shifts, at most five minutes, the two would sleep like dead pigs;
When the two of them were still one meter away, Song Jian yawned, as if he had just woken up and stretched.
bang~
Song Jian pretended not to hold the rifle in his hand, and threw the useless rifle to the ground;
"Cook, you bastard, when you stand guard..." The man closest to Song Jian laughed and scolded, reaching out to pat Song Jian's shoulder, Song Jian took the opportunity to pull his hand and pulled him into his arms. Holding the dagger tightly in one hand, it stabbed the opponent's chest fiercely;
puff puff~
The alcohol paralyzed the militiaman's nerves, and his response was very slow. Three consecutive stabs only made his body instinctively twitch a little. Before he could react, he lost all his strength. Song Jian let go, the militiaman soft lie down on the ground;
Seeing his companion lying on the ground, the other man didn't even notice any danger, he mumbled twice, and bent over to grab the other's collar: "Don't pretend to be dead, Eric, do you want me to stand guard alone? ?"
Seeing that the person in front of him was not alert at all, Song Jian was not polite, and directly slashed his throat with the dagger, then stabbed the dagger into the opponent's neck, and blood spurted out...
After a while, Song Jian was covered in blood and stood there, with three corpses lying under his feet, and the cold wind blew, Song Jian couldn't help shivering, and there was an inexplicable expression on his face;
"This, is this what it feels like to kill? I, I killed..."
This game is too real. Although Song Jian has been telling himself in his heart that the other party is just a game NPC, he still has no way to let go, feeling that he is no different from killing in reality;
After standing for a while, Song Jian sighed, dragged one of the corpses into the room where Dr. Eberstein lived, and then put the remaining two corpses into a posture of sitting on the ground with a gun and leaning on the door frame to sleep soundly;
System: You killed the [LV3-101 Gathering Militia] with a dagger and gained 190 experience points; your 101 gathering place reputation dropped by 5 points, at this time your relationship with 101 gathering place is indifferent
System: You killed the [LV3-101 Gathering Militia] with a dagger and gained 190 experience points; your 101 gathering place reputation dropped by 5 points, at this time you are hostile to the 101 gathering place
System: Dr. Eberstein's favorability towards you increases by 10 points, and your relationship with him is now normal;
Three consecutive system prompts made Song Jian slightly stunned;
"The relationship with the 101 gathering place has declined too fast. If you kill the four of them, the relationship will be reduced to hostility?" Song Jian thought to himself.
However, after killing four militiamen, the relationship with Dr. Eberstein has improved slightly. For the side missions, it is obviously a good start;
"There are still four people, including an elite boss, who is still more numerous than me, and holds firearms. If you fight head-on, there is absolutely no chance of winning. A sneak attack is the best choice." Song Jian secretly calculated;
The rifles held by these militiamen look outdated and old-fashioned, but their power is weak at all. Song Jian has seen the leader of the White Tiger Gang use this kind of rifle, and the damage is extremely high. Hit three or four shots and you will die;
"Be patient, and when they're all drunk, I'll be able to kill them all without breaking a sweat."
At this moment, a shout suddenly came from the room: "Why haven't the two guys, Cook and Airy, come over yet, if they don't come again, I won't keep these two barrels of beer for them."
Song Jian's heart sank, it seems that he can't wait for all these people to get drunk before he starts;
"Lavin, go see what those two guys are doing?" A hoarse and low voice sounded from the room: "Take the guy."
"Okay, Captain!"
bang~
The door was pushed open, and a burly man with a long knife in his right hand and a rifle on his shoulder stepped out of the room.
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