Chapter 123

Xiao Feng and his companions had heard Mo Qiong's conversation with Li Qing before, and knew that he wanted to complete the task.

But at that time, Mo Qiong said that if there was an opportunity, such as most of the wax figures were far away from the warehouse, they could take the opportunity to transport the feed.

Now, Mo Qiong wanted to create such an opportunity artificially.

He could directly use himself as bait to attract the wax figures away, so that they could take the feed away.

This is a way. As long as Xiao Feng and his companions did not shoot, and Mo Qiong was surrounded and killed, most of the wax figures would definitely surround and kill Mo Qiong, and at most those who were closer to Xiao Feng would attack them.

The key point is that, let alone not shooting, even if they shot, they would not be able to protect themselves, and could only rely on Mo Qiong's long-range cover.

Mo Qiong was already surrounded, and he had to cover them from a distance to transport the feed?

Of course, they believed that with Mo Qiong's shooting skills, if he was surrounded, he could persist and kill all the wax figures that approached, so that the wax figures that were surrounded could not get close at all.

But in this case, Xiao Feng and his companions would not be so shocked.

Because just now Li Qing also said that he fought his way out of the encirclement of hundreds of wax figures alone, just because he accidentally scratched his hand while trying to plug the gap in the wall of the production workshop.

Even so, he still fought his way out and retreated to the disinfection room, but because of the injury, his injuries became more and more serious, and finally he ended up in that state.

In other words, when you are surrounded, if you have good marksmanship, you can protect yourself without any problems, unless you are too distracted and have to do many things that affect your self-protection.

Now, Mo Qiong has the same plan. When he fights against countless wax figures, he has to distract himself to protect them from a long distance.

Isn't this going to follow in Li Qing's footsteps? There are so many enemies nearby, how can you care about those far away?

"Don't be impulsive! Have you forgotten Li Qing's previous experience? He was injured just to plug that hole, and ended up in his current state." Xiao Feng said anxiously.

Mo Qiong said calmly: "Then why did he do it?"

"Of course, it is to prevent most of the wax figures from running around in the institute, and then affecting the admission of other members." Xiao Feng said.

"Delivering feed is more important than this. If we take in the Taotie earlier, the garrison will be free to deal with other objects and end the turmoil as soon as possible. We don't need to wait half an hour to face tens of thousands of wax figures. They will be suppressed by the large army in less time." Mo Qiong said seriously.

Xiao Feng and Jinfa were both in hesitation. They were very reluctant.

Although Mo Qiong was the most dangerous and the one who was almost certain to die, if Mo Qiong died before they evacuated because he could not withstand the impact of so many wax figures, they would die as well.

The risk was too great. Mo Qiong's plan was simply crazy and life-threatening.

D-level personnel wanted to survive. They could start looting here and wait until reinforcements arrived. At that time, they would be protected because of their help and survive this crisis safely.

They might be treated better in the future, which was good.

But Mo Qiong's plan, although it was doing more important things, for D-level personnel who had no future, why should they do it?

They were not members, they were not even limiters, they were just experiencing a long death sentence that they didn't know when it would end.

Mo Qiong saw their thoughts. For him, this was a meaningful thing, but for the D-level personnel, it was meaningless to fight so hard.

"I won't force you, but I want to say that if you just hold on here, after half an hour, there will be more than 10,000 wax figures. Do you think this floor can accommodate them? I'm afraid the entire underground research institute will be full of wax figures, right?"

"You also saw how the wax figures multiplied. There will be one more beside each wax figure."

"Even if I can shoot and kill 300 without stopping every five minutes, I don't think it will take half an hour. It only takes fifteen minutes for many wax figures to appear around us... Maybe while we are fighting, a large group of them will suddenly appear in front of me. What if I don't react? What if I die? Will you carry your guns and continue to fight?"

Mo Qiong said calmly, and the three D-level personnel were extremely pale.

Especially Xiao Feng, his tears were rolling in the corners of his eyes. What Mo Qiong said was a very cruel reality.

The so-called suppression of wax figures, maybe Li Qing only intended them to do their best at the beginning, and it was uncertain whether they could survive in the end, and he did not give them any promise.

That's why Li Qing felt unusually surprised when Mo Qiong even wanted to complete the feed task.

Mo Qiong also said with difficulty: "Don't think I'm an iron man. I can't hold on to fighting for thirty minutes and a second."

"I would rather fight at this moment when there are hundreds of wax figures, so that this turmoil will end as soon as possible..."

"At least at this time, I have the confidence to escape from the encirclement. I have to try it anyway. If I wait for the next split, there will be no chance."

Simply suppressing, with the purpose of holding on, the more you go, the less other choices you have, and you can only keep killing.

And now, there are only a few hundred wax figures, and they can have other choices.

Xiao Feng squatted on the ground with an uncontrolled expression, his gums were tightly broken, and tears collapsed. He really wanted to live.

"No more, you choose by yourself. Whether you go out or not, I must try, because after five minutes, I won't even have a chance to try." Mo Qiong said.

He immediately rushed out of the gate, and as soon as he went out, wax figures suddenly jumped out from both sides of the gate, and they had been lying in ambush for a long time.

But Mo Qiong crossed his hands, and the gun in his left hand shot to the right, and the gun in his right hand shot to the left, instantly killing the wax figures that suddenly attacked from both sides.

These two gunshots started Mo Qiong's crazy killing, and also shocked the D-level personnel.

"Bang bang bang bang bang..."

Dense gunshots rang out, Mo Qiong held two rifles, his left elbow pressed on his right arm, and his arms were always crossed to form a human support, so that the two guns remained stable in front of him and fired rapidly.

His arms were like scissors, swinging like a click, and his legs ran quickly. Mo Qiong, who was crazy about killing wax figures, actually rushed into the group of wax figures like this!

Wax figures love to surround and strangle, and the gap that Mo Qiong rushed out was soon filled by the "crowd".

Xiao Feng looked horrified, staring blankly at Mo Qiong rushing into the dense group of wax figures, and his figure could not be seen.

They couldn't see Mo Qiong, they could only hear the continuous gunfire coming from the wax figures.

The wax figures fell one after another, including those jumping off the surrounding machines, and even the wax figures hanging upside down on the roof of the workshop, bombing the center of the encirclement like human bombs.

Under the siege from all directions, the gunfire in the center was endless.

"He really went..."

"Too crazy!"

Xiao Feng murmured, and suddenly, the gunfire stopped.

"Hiss!" Everyone took a breath, their hearts pounding, and their heart rhythms were irregular.

The gunfire stopped? Although they couldn't see it, the gunfire stopped in the heavy encirclement, which meant that the wax figures couldn't be stopped from approaching, so they wouldn't die?

"He's too arrogant... Does he think he's a member of the Blue and White Society?" Xiao Feng couldn't help but despair.

But then, in just two seconds, the gunfire rang again, and it was still so sharp.

"Fuck..." Xiao Feng was almost scared to death, and only when he heard the gunshots continued did he catch his breath again.

At this moment, the gunshots coming from the countless wax figures were like Mo Qiong's heartbeat, connecting Mo Qiong's life.

The gunshots stopped, almost like the heartbeat stopped...

The interruption just now scared the two of them so much that they were sweating profusely, and their heartbeats almost stopped... Now it resumed, it was like extending their lives.

How could he know that Mo Qiong was just changing the magazine just now.

After being completely surrounded, he was rushing madly in the group of wax figures like he had opened the Wushuang, turning towards the crane.

His body turned like a dance step, and he was too lazy to cross his arms to support them, and simply spread them freely. Under the muzzle of the gun, the sparks sprayed out circles of flames around him.

He was too lazy to even suppress the gun, anyway, no one could see it, so he was shaken by the recoil.

Where is the aiming here? He was just swinging the gun in a metaphysical way.

He turned and ran, shook and swung. If it were someone else, he would miss a single shot, but here, he could kill one with one bullet.

The mysterious shooting technique was simply... Xia Ji Ba's random shooting!

But this Xia Ji Ba's random shooting made Mo Qiong able to handle the heavy siege with ease, and the wax figures around him died madly.

How easy was he? Although he brought four guns, the bullets would soon run out and he still had to change the magazine.

And the way Mo Qiong changed the magazine was something that Xiao Feng and others could never imagine in their lifetime.

He fired with two guns, so he had to deliberately stagger the loading time of the two guns.

After the gun was empty, he pressed the switch with one hand to let the magazine fall off, and the magazine that fell off automatically hit a wave of wax figures...

Then he took out a new magazine from his waist bag while shooting and hit it hard, and the magazine was pushed into the gun slot at a speed of slamming.

After loading, he continued to shoot, and at the same time, the other gun was empty.

Repeatedly, if he made a mistake, he still had two spare guns.

The sudden interruption of the gunshot just now was a mistake.

Because he was not very familiar with the gun, he did not grasp the time when thinking, and the new magazine was not thrown into the gun slot, but directly hit the wax figure's neck.

This resulted in not having time to change the magazine, and the other gun was also used up.

However, he also thought of an emergency solution.

He stopped first, then put a spare gun between his legs and clamped it, and stuck the trigger with something to make it fire continuously.

In this way, he could continue to shoot the approaching wax figure, and free up his hands to calmly change the new magazines for both guns.

Although he did not have the super-speed magazine changing skills that the members had practiced hard, he did not need to aim either.

Freeing up the action and time for aiming, he could easily change the magazine.

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P.S.: Sorry.