Nine Hundred and Fifty First: Fight

The soldiers who were evacuating on the lower floor saw that any comrades who touched the sea would be electrocuted to death. They were so afraid that they didn't bother to take anything, and ran directly to the upper floor of the corridor.

This wave of sea water rushed in, and the bottom was affected and more than a hundred people died from the water rush and voltage.

When everyone was preoccupied, several small boats of members of the Stranger came over, and the soldiers in the high corridor shot at them.

Chekhov took a sniper rifle and shot in the head.

When the yacht hadn't approached the aircraft carrier, Diesel and Vala jumped up high, inserted the sharp blades in their hands into the fuselage of the aircraft carrier, and then jumped up like a gecko, on the fourth floor of the aircraft carrier where the sea water did not spread After jumping up, seeing the soldiers in the corridor was the beginning of a fight.

Mario shook the trident in his hand and threw it up to the aircraft carrier to hold it, and then climbed up. There were soldiers in the corridor coming to shoot at him. Mario directly threw the trident over, piercing After hitting the opponent's abdomen, he kicked and flew, knocking the soldiers who came out behind him.

He used his own body to push the bull, and after knocking away the first few soldiers, he picked up the AK on the ground and aimed at the bulging eyeballs of the soldiers in front, shooting wildly without blinking.

When it was over, he threw the rope down the yacht again.

Zhang Xiu and Chekov caught the two ropes.

Mario frantically flicked his two arms, sending the two of them flying up from the bottom.

"Damn!" Chekov almost lost his grip and fell. It was like flying the two of them with a kite, this strength was too domineering.

The two were thrown from the second floor to the fourth floor.

"There are three corridors leading to the seventh-floor plywood on both sides, two on the outside and one on the inside. Choose by yourself." Mario shared the spoils with the two.

"Zhang Xiu, let's go from inside. There are more soldiers outside. Mario and I are easier to fight than you."

Zhang Xiu nodded. Chekhov's marksmanship is superb. The key is that his ultrasonic waves can predict where the enemy troops are. Before they find him, he can kill them first. Mario is even easier. Keep it simple and rough, so Zhang Xiu doesn't try to be brave, he takes the path with relatively few internal soldiers.

On the sixth floor, several colonels defended the commander and said, "It's not good, strangers have come in, let's go to the plywood on the seventh floor, sir."

The commander saw that gun battles and screams had erupted on the fourth and fifth floors below, and he knew that it was not too late. With the support of many officers, he quickly assembled on the plywood on the highest floor. There were already Jiusou fighter jets hovering above his head. In the sky, I am afraid that I will encounter an air attack from the Independence Army in the land of mercenaries at this time, so the air must be well defended.

Diesel and Vala had a great time killing each other on the fifth floor. After they were done, the three Marios on the fourth floor came up, saw that everyone was dead, and despised the two of them, "Will you keep some?"

At this time, Zhang Xiu said in the most relaxed way: "It seems that there are a lot of soldiers on the sixth floor above."

As soon as he finished speaking, in a flash, Mario, Chekov, Vala, and Diesel rushed up the corridor, as if there was a flowery girl waiting for them to ruin their blood. The posture of the fungus.

"Ci'ao, a bunch of birds/beasts!" Zhang Xiu cursed.

Mario took the lead and took the stairs with his whole body standing there to prevent others from taking the lead. Vala and Diesel didn't bother to compete with him. After jumping out of the window in the corridor, they stuck their claws into the wall like a gecko thinking about the stairs. Climb up the corridor on the upper floor.

"Damn!" Mario saw that they still had this move, and after glaring, he ran up, his steps too heavy, like a group of statues rushing.

Chekov is more insidious. He knows where soldiers will emerge from and ambushed by soldiers better than Mario. He will not rush to charge and let Mario go up as a target. When soldiers shoot at him At that time, before Mario's fist reached his face, Chekov's bullet had already pierced the soldier's forehead!

Several times Mario saw the enemy army, and when he wanted to go over and tear them apart, Chekov's bullets suddenly killed them.

Mario's fists and feet were all empty, and he couldn't help turning his head and glaring at Chekov: "Despicable! If you believe it or not, you will fight me again, and I will throw you into the sea from here and let you climb up by yourself."

Chekov whistled, and said without his common sense: "Can you blame me for your short hands? Try it. I'll tell the leader to confine you in no man's land for a month."

At this time, Di Sai and Vala came here from the other side, and Vala looked at Di Raceway: "33!"

Diesel dismissed it: "46!"

Chekov snorted: "49!"

At this time, Diesel and Vala looked at Mario with questioning eyes, meaning they were waiting for him to broadcast the data.

Mario stood there with a blushing face. Without saying a word, he smashed a window glass with his fist, and walked up to the upper floor with a snort.

"You haven't said how many you killed yet." Wala chased after her and asked.

"Let me answer for him." Chekov said with a half-smile: "0!"

Mario turned to look at Chekov in shame and snorted, "If you don't shoot, all 49 will be mine!"

At this time, Zhang Xiu's dismissive voice came from the internal communicator: "A bunch of scumbags, do you know how many mistakes I picked up from the fifth floor to the second floor? How many hiding soldiers have to be let go, I have already caught 34 fish that slipped through the net on the third floor!"

The four people on the sixth floor stared wide-eyed.

"Damn it." Mario said, and immediately ran downstairs to claim the credit.

Wala and Diesel jumped directly from the window from the sixth floor to the steps of the corridor on the second floor, and suddenly clasped their claws, hanging on the railing of the corridor, and then jumped into the corridor on the second floor with a somersault .

"Nimma!" Mario was about to collapse, and he had to go down the stairs. Next time, he would not be able to perform tasks happily with these two people. He was simply here to grab credit.

Chekhov also ran down with Mario, and Mario yelled at him directly: "Stop talking to me, I haven't warmed up with itchy hands yet, I can't find anyone in a while, I'll practice with you."

"Idiot." Chekov gave him a blank look, and went down through another exit.

As for the seventh floor, leave it to the leader for now.

Because there are armed soldiers above who have made defensive arrangements, they will be killed by stray bullets when they go up and emerge from the corridor, so they don't go up.

On the seventh-floor plywood, the commander saw that there were less than a hundred soldiers left in the assembled army, and he asked puzzledly, "What's going on? Where are the others?"

"Dead...dead! When I came up, they were chased and killed by members of the Stranger, and none of the other companions behind me seemed to have come up." A soldier said with a face full of fear.