Chapter 230 Saving People (Part 1)

The defensive strength of the entire backyard can be described as a copper wall and an iron wall. Twelve snipers were scattered on the roof of the warehouse and the ancillary buildings of the villa, covering the entire backyard and the surrounding kilometer area. In the courtyard covering an area of ​​thousands of square meters, there is a joint attack network composed of defense robots and machine gun boxes.

It can be said unceremoniously that this is a small military stronghold. Of course, in the eyes of Tang Fang, Aluosi and others, except for a few kidnappers who were full of hostility and were of military background, most of them were just half-baked civilians.

Obviously, the patrolling personnel following the two defense robots didn't think they were just a bunch of rookies. In the process of walking from the west wall to the east wall of the courtyard, the holly bushes in the central flower garden of the courtyard moved a little. A black man in a black T-shirt and with his strong biceps bared his mouth to his two companions, who nodded Head, left and right towards the holly bushes.

"Srustling." There was a soft sound from the 1-meter-high holly bushes, and the two guards raised their rifles and boldly approached. On the other side, the four snipers on the roof of the warehouse and the greenhouse on the opposite side aimed their sights at the holly bushes at the same time.

The target was getting closer and closer, and the swaying of the leaves intensified. The two guards stood a meter away from the holly bushes, then looked at each other, nodded, and then jumped up at the same time, and rushed over.

However, when the two were on the verge of an enemy, they used the m-505 saber in their hands to pick apart the holly branches, only to find that there was nothing in front of them, only a lump of yellow-green stool.

"Fuck." The mole on the corner of the mouth of the two cursed, put away the gun, and pinched the communicator on the shoulder: "clear."

The four snipers on the roof let out a sigh of relief and took their eyes off their scopes. But at this moment, an accident happened. In the central flower garden, gray shadows flashed among the knee-length flowers. The two guards had no time to react, and they were killed by two and a half people. The hound-like creature fell to the ground.

The guy with the mole on the corner of his mouth let out a roar, and was about to raise the m-505 saber slung across his chest, when suddenly, a cold bone spur that was as sharp as a spear pierced through his right shoulder. Blood spattered all over his face. The heart-piercing pain of broken tendons and broken bones immediately overwhelmed his whole body.

The blood was foaming outwards, and the pale bones clinging to the blue and red meridians and plasma made one's scalp tingle.

"Ah, ah..." He wailed loudly, trying to open his eyes blinded by blood plasma. In the blood red, he finally saw clearly the terrifying creature that threw him down. What an ugly alien it was, with sharp fangs, a jaw that was dripping with saliva, and those sharp triangular eyes that made one's body feel cold at first glance.

"This... what the hell is this." Resisting the pain from the wound on his shoulder, he was about to ask for help. He suddenly heard an incomparably shrill cry from not far away.

The man with the mole subconsciously looked towards the place where the scream came from,

In the shade of flowers and plants, a figure fell on the ground, and above it was a terrifying creature that was exactly the same as himself.

"Pfft." A puff of blood flew up and hit the stems and leaves of flowers and plants. Pull out a long line of slurry.

"Hansa, it's Hansa." The man with the mole was completely shocked. At the other end of the line of sight, his companion was being fixed on the ground by the short, short and sharp front paws of the alien, and the horn-like chisel teeth extending from the neck opened his chest from top to bottom.

Blood gushed out like a spring, flowing down the belly and chest. Flow everywhere. The colorful viscera were arched by the shaped jaws, then chewed and swallowed. Hansa's whole body was twitching non-stop, and the blood plasma gushed out from his sore throat one after another like a stream of insufficient pressure, accompanied by body convulsions. Dripping down the corner of the mouth.

It's too miserable, too miserable, the man with the black mole is almost mentally broken, where did this thing come from? Where did it come from!

As a shadow approached, he smelled a stench. Then, I felt a chill in my throat, and the blood spurted out immediately stained the ugly face of the monster in front of me red.

"Gudu", the blood gushing from the neck flowed back into the trachea along the throat, and the stress response of the respiratory tract squeezed out the blood again, and it spewed out from the ruptured throat like a spring.

He wanted to yell, to call for help, but when the words reached his throat, he only got balls of blood gushing out.

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From the time the two guards were knocked down by the aliens to their death, the whole process took only a dozen seconds. The snipers on the roof couldn't help being slightly taken aback because they couldn't distinguish the situation below.

When they heard the guard's screams and were about to shoot and kill the two gray shadows, suddenly, a golden and blue light appeared in the corner of their eyes. Then, they only felt their heads lighten, their eyesight shook violently, and in the rapidly rotating field of vision, the neck wound of a headless body spurted streams of blood upwards.

The bright red instantly dyed the clothes red, the wall red, and the gun body red.

Standing behind the headless corpse was a strange creature in golden battle armor. A little bit of plasma splashed on them, and they were directly evaporated. And the lightsabers in their hands are as green as the sea and as dense as fire. Looking from a distance, they are suddenly chic and majestic like gods.

However, this astonishment only lasted for a moment before being surrounded by boundless horror. The headless corpse lying limp on the eaves, blood flowing down the wall like a waterfall is so familiar, it seems to be their own body, it seems to be their body.

The field of vision is rotating, blue sky, white clouds, flower beds, stone roads, walls shining with silver light, and blood, sticky and stinky blood. They want to wave their hands and twist their bodies. However, everything was in vain, and the only response was the dull sound of heavy objects falling on the ground, "Boom!"

This scene is slow to say, but in fact it is only a moment. When the puppy threw the mole man and Hansa down and bit them, more than a dozen bloody human heads fell from the roof like balls, and rolled away for a long distance, staining the floor with blood red.

The well-built black man was stunned, and the faces of the guards next to him changed drastically. The hand holding the gun was shaking violently, and their faces were so pale that no trace of blood could be seen.

"Help... help." A guard growled uncontrollably while stepping back.

More than a dozen bloody human heads fell on the ground, and flesh and blood flew across the grass, like the Shura field of hell. The miserable scene at the scene almost broke his courage.

"Pa-ta." With a stagger, he fell to the ground, and then, he only heard a neighing sound in his ear. He looked back abruptly, and an ugly and ferocious animal head appeared in his field of vision. Thick saliva dripped down the gap between the row of sharp canine teeth, and landed on his forehead drop by drop.

"Shoot...shoot..." The black man finally came back to his senses, and fired rows of bullets at the aliens in golden armor on the roof. It's useless, everything is in vain, just like the blood, the bullets quickly melted on the surface of their bodies, turning into puffs of green smoke, disappearing without a trace.

"What... what's going on?" He couldn't understand, no matter what. "This must be a dream, everything is fake, everything is fake." He fired wildly, and the bullets splashed ripples like water on the fanatic's plasma shield.

"Boom, boom..." After killing all the snipers on the roof, fanatics jumped off the roof one after another.

The black man was afraid, and he started to back away, step by step. So far, he can only hope to defend the robots.

Beside him, the 2 general defense robot has adjusted the attack angle, the machine gun is raised, and the bullets are loaded.

However, at the moment when the machine gun rotated and the rain of light came out, a shadow flashed at the other end of the line of sight, and the golden armored warrior suddenly disappeared. Then, a cyan brilliance came from far to near, leaving an afterimage in the air. In an instant, he was close to him.

He saw a gleam of light, a gleam of blue light, a blue light filled with flames, it easily cut through the chest, pierced the heart, and brought up a cloud of red blood flying.

"Plop." The black man fell to the ground. The flashes of the machine guns on both arms of the defensive robot illuminated his blood-stained face, and suddenly, a "silver thread" surrounded by electric light flew over, and hit the robot's shoulder with a "do".

"呵呵呵味..." There was a strange noise, and the upper body of the defense robot twitched a few times, then lowered its body with a "buzz", and turned into a shutdown state.

His consciousness gradually blurred, and when he was dying, he saw a cyan flash passing by at the speed of light beside him. Behind him, there were screams from the machine gunners hiding in the bunker.

The battle in the backyard was one-sided. Under the attack of the fanatics with the "Charge" skill, these militants couldn't even fight back, and they were harvested by the spiritual blade. As for the six defense robots, the internal circuits were overloaded under Tang Fang's point-and-shoot, turning into balls of steel garbage.

It took less than a minute for the puppy to throw down the man with the mole, and for the fanatic to deal with the machine gunner in the bunker. By the time the militants in the warehouse reacted, the fighting outside had ended. Of course, they didn't know this, because the surveillance system suddenly failed for some unknown reason, and the screen was completely white.

Wembley's face was as gloomy as water. He didn't know what was going on outside, but the screams of his companions were heard in his ears without a sound.

"McCarthy, Bruce, go and take care of the 'cargo', Ellis, and wake up Kingsley and the others. The others come with me, and I want to see who dared to come here to play wild. "The naive Wembley thinks that even if the companions outside are invincible, they can barely block the enemy's attack, because there are defensive robots, and it is difficult for ordinary firearms to effectively kill them. Unless rpg, high-explosive grenade and other heavy weapons with armor-piercing and powerful shock effects are used. However, judging from the sparse gunfire outside, the enemy didn't have such weapons at all.

The entire warehouse is divided into 3 parts, adjacent to the side door, the prison area used to guard the "goods", the rest room on the second floor, and the connecting corridor leading to the backyard computer room.

Wembley was smart, he didn't go through the front door, that would be a living target. If you rush out from the humble computer room, you will definitely catch the enemy by surprise.