Chapter 124: Race Against Time

Mo Qiong pointed his gun at the enemy casually, and the recoil made the two guns shake wildly as if they had Parkinson's disease.

There was no need to aim at all, just lock the eyes.

Bullets were fired wildly, shuttling through the group of wax figures. Many times, not only the ones in front of you were shot, but one of the crowded wax figures would also be suddenly killed by the flying bullets.

Who made the wax figures all look the same? So when changing the magazine, he didn't even need to look at the enemy.

Without Mo Qiong's eyes to determine which one it was, the bullets would randomly hit the wax figures that looked the same.

Even if Mo Qiong's reaction rhythm couldn't keep up with the speed of the bullets, he didn't have to worry about all the bullets hitting the same one.

Because he always determined the wax figure with a complete bow tie, so when a wax figure's bow tie was broken, it could no longer be used as a landing point, and the bullet would choose one of the remaining intact wax figures to shoot and kill.

"Bang bang bang..."

The wax figures died in groups, and they could never get close to Mo Qiong within two meters.

Mo Qiong fought his way out and quickly rushed to the crane, climbed into the bucket, and leaned out half of his body to shoot the wax figure that was also trying to climb up.

He slowed down his gun speed and looked in the direction of the laboratory, but the person he was expecting did not come out from there.

"Alas... there is no other way, I can only fight back and hold on." Mo Qiong sighed.

At his previous shooting speed, he could fire 300 rounds per minute.

He could kill a thousand people in four minutes.

This is the most efficient speed. If it is faster, too many bullets will be repeatedly shot at the same point. This speed can be said to be the limit of his crazy killing.

However, Mo Qiong's bullets combined are only more than 400 rounds.

It is impossible to wipe out all the wax figures. At this moment, half of them have been consumed, so he quickly slowed down the shooting speed and only waited until they were close before shooting.

Relying on the previous reckless charge, Mo Qiong attracted almost all the wax figures in this corner, freeing up a large space in the direction of the laboratory.

It can be said that this is the best opportunity for Xiao Feng and his team to run to the warehouse.

But it seems that Xiao Feng and his team still dare not participate.

Without their actions, Mo Qiong could not complete the task alone. He did not have enough bullets. If Xiao Feng did not act quickly, he could only kill back to replenish bullets.

If he missed this opportunity, there would be more and more wax figures.

Mo Qiong did not blame Xiao Feng for being afraid of death. He wanted to seize the initiative, but it did not mean that hiding in the room was wrong.

It can only be said that personal choices are different. If he did not have an absolute hit, he would not dare to think about such a plan, let alone do it.

Mo Qiong could not guarantee that Xiao Feng and the others would be fine, so why should he ask them to go crazy with him.

Just when Mo Qiong was about to kill back again, there was a sudden explosion.

"Bang! Bang!"

Xiao Feng smashed the window with a barrel of oil and threw the barrel into the workshop.

The barrel rolled on the ground, spilling a lot of fuel along the way.

At the same time, Jinfa ran out with a barrel of oil on his back. The two of them, one in front and one behind, huddled at the edge and rushed towards the warehouse.

Because all the wax figures were attracted to the other side by Mo Qiong, for Xiao Feng and the others, there was only one side with enemies.

Xiao Feng lit the oil that was flowing all over the ground, and a wall of fire suddenly burned out, blocking a wave of wax figures.

The wax figures were burned by the flames, and the surface suddenly became blurred. When they ran through the wall of fire, their feet were still stained with burning oil, and they chased with fire on their soles.

"You're here, and you found the fuel. It's true that you still have more confidence by relying on yourself?"

Mo Qiong smiled, and said that he could also look after Xiao Feng and his friends remotely, and cover them from being attacked by wax figures. If they were, he could also snipe them.

He was of course full of confidence when he said this, but to others, it sounded like a madman...

Can he take care of it himself?

This is the most risky part of the plan that Mo Qiong said, so Xiao Feng and his friends didn't dare to take risks.

However, they didn't dare to take risks because they were afraid that Mo Qiong would snipe and cover them, and end up killing themselves, just like Li Qing.

If they could make up for it, for example, Xiao Feng and his friends also found a means of attack, and used fire to slightly block and burn the chasing wax figures, it would be different.

At the very least, they have the basic ability to resist, and can fight on their own, instead of relying entirely on Mo Qiong's long-range sniping.

This can relieve the pressure on Mo Qiong, and they don't have to pray dryly.

"Bang bang!" Mo Qiong killed two wax figures that were on fire and still chasing Xiao Feng. The bullets penetrated the wax figures from behind and shot the bow ties.

But he saw that more wax figures chasing them were solved by themselves.

In addition to the barrel of oil that was cast into a wall of fire, Jin Jin also carried another barrel.

Xiao Feng used something to scoop oil from behind and poured it on the chasing wax figures, pouring it all over their heads and faces.

Because the wax figures were stepping on fire, when the oil was poured on, the fire burned directly from the soles of the feet to the neck and head, burning the bow ties.

In this way, although they couldn't shoot accurately, they could always pour oil accurately, right?

Even if they didn't pour it on the bow tie, as long as it was poured nearby, the flames would burn up, and the temperature would be higher and it would melt faster.

With this trick, Mo Qiong only needs to occasionally kill some wax figures whose feet are not on fire, and they can handle the rest by themselves.

"As expected of an old D-class personnel, he never relies on luck." Mo Qiong thought to himself.

He realized that how could someone like Xiao Feng not dare to take risks? When was their D-class personnel career not taking risks? When was it not risking their lives?

The key is whether it is worth it.

It’s not that D-class personnel haven’t gambled their lives before. D-class personnel who have survived for more than a month have at least survived more than ten times.

No one knows what the final result will be. They can only try their best, observe and speculate, and then no matter how dangerous the choice is, they have to take a chance, in order to have a higher probability of survival.

Now, it’s time again.

When Xiao Feng is timid, he can be timid to the point of having no dignity, but if he decides to fight, he can fight to the point of risking everything, because they have nothing left except their lives.

Fighting is for a better life. They are used to doing something by themselves, no matter how useful it is.

It’s no wonder that they have no sense of security and are so timid that they cry with distorted faces when they leave their safety to Mo Qiong’s sniping.

“Run faster! Faster! Faster!” Xiao Feng yelled wildly from behind, and helped the blond to lift the oil barrel.

Although the blond ran in front, the oil barrel was too heavy to carry, so he ran very slowly.

“Open the door!” the blond yelled.

Xiao Feng immediately put down the spoon, rushed to the door of the warehouse, and quickly opened the door with the access control.

At this time, several wax figures took the opportunity to rush over and were about to catch them.

Xiao Feng was sweating all over, but he didn't even turn his head. He just wanted to rush into the warehouse with the blond hair as soon as possible.

Mo Qiong saw this and sniped the wax figures that rushed over with two shots.

This was a tacit understanding. If Xiao Feng wanted to open the door and turn back to pour oil, he would be too late.

Because fire attack is not as good as shooting, these wax figures are still quite strong. It takes several seconds to burn them to death just by lighting a fire.

If Xiao Feng turned back to deal with the wax figure just now, those few seconds would be enough for the wax figure to rush over him with the fire.

"Awesome, he can really react!" Xiao Feng rushed into the warehouse with the blond hair, and was immediately scared.

Although he allowed himself to have the means to resist, it did not mean that he did not believe in Mo Qiong's skills.

Just now, he had no time to hesitate and chose to believe that Mo Qiong could help them solve the enemy.

Facts have proved that at critical moments, if there are enemies that they themselves can't take care of, Mo Qiong can also snipe them.

Several times along the way, the wax figure approached, but was killed instantly by the flying bullets.

This allowed him to completely leave his back to Mo Qiong when necessary.

"You can't rely on him completely. No matter how good his shooting skills are, he will make mistakes. If he pays too much attention to us, he will be caught and it will be over." The blond said.

Xiao Feng stuffed the meat into the trash can frantically, saying: "And be quick! He should not have many bullets."

Mo Qiong was surrounded, and a mistake would be doomed, so they had to race against time.

Xiao Feng controlled the machine and let the ham and pork chops hanging in the warehouse fall into the trash can.

This trash can is also magical. It looks like an ordinary plastic green trash can, but it can continuously stuff things into it.

It seems that the space inside is normal, but every time it seems to be full, as long as the surface is pressed down hard, most of the space can be freed up.

When it is full again, press it again, and the pile of meat is pressed to a shallow layer again.

Xiao Feng pressed it over and over again, and it was still able to fit.

The trash can was already filled with nearly 100 tons of meat. After all, it was the best warehouse, so there was not much meat hanging in the warehouse. It was swept away by Xiao Feng in half a minute.

And the trash can was filled with 100 tons of meat, but it was not heavy. When Xiao Feng pushed it, it was just like pushing something weighing 100 kilograms.

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