Son of the Tower

Chapter 364 Under the Moon I

Under the moonlit night, on the rooftop, Mars ran at the end of the team, using greasy spells from time to time to deal with the approaching plague mutants.

Entanglement spells such as spider webs can't really control the plague mutants. It only takes a second or two for the strong plague mutants to break free, but the greasy spells are different. They have a large area, and the plague mutants can't control them well at all. Control their footsteps, it only takes one mistake, and they can rush out of the roof and head towards the surface.

It would be even better if they fell straight away, and more Epimorphs would be tripped up, causing a chain reaction.

Zhong Chun had already jumped over the gap between the roofs with Sergeant Zhao, and when Mars jumped up, he found a thin and small Puppet variant jumping out of the window beside him.

Mars hesitated, but finally before it fell into his arms, the psionic palm pushed the small plague variant away for its master, who struggled and fell to the surface.

Landing on the ground, Mars looked at the ground, the little figure fell on the roof of the car, and there was no more movement.

A magazine has been replaced in Zhongchun: "There are still four magazines."

"Two." Sergeant Zhao patted Mars as he said, "Sir, what's wrong with you."

"I just saw a mutant of the epidemic, which was transformed from a young child. It is really the alternation period between the old era and the great destruction. The planet under our feet is really a manifestation of purgatory." Mars felt. At the same time, he raised his pistol, and shot to death the small plague mutant that came out of the skylight in the corner that Zhong Chun and Sergeant Zhao couldn't care about.

I pity them, pity their misfortune, but I will not pity them now, because they are no longer them. Although the planet under the feet of humans and plague mutants is large, the land is actually small.

100 meters ahead, the ammunition supply box has been released, and I have already released ultraviolet flares nearby.

Meng Zou gave the trio good news.

Seeing the flare, Mars patted Zhong Chun's left shoulder, and the kid immediately pointed the gun to the right side and began to fire. He knew Mars would take good care of his left side.

"I'm behind you." The gun in Sergeant Zhao's hand was also working, and behind him several plague mutants that had just climbed up were blown off the back of their heads by bullets.

"Let's go." When Mars changed the magazine, the psychic-operated dagger lifted the cover of the plague mutant, and the unlucky guy who had just smashed through the nearby skylight and poked his head out immediately disappeared behind the window.

Zhongchun pointed the muzzle of the gun to the right when Mars was reloading, and before the Plague variant that had knocked open the rooftop door had time to scream, a bullet penetrated its forehead.

Mars looked to the right, held the crossbow in his psionic palm and pulled the trigger. Following Mars's aim, the crossbow hit the large plague variant jumping over the roof, interrupting the latter's roar and killing it. Take it and fly out.

The psychic palm was pulling the crossbowstring, Mars held the gun in his left hand, and tapped the air three times quickly with his right hand. A psychic lightning burst out with the fingertips pointing, and another large plague mutant and its nearby similar Together they turned into fly ash.

The trio jumped over the roof, and the drone operated by Meng Zou flew over and dropped several ultraviolet light flares with parachutes. Burnt smoke came out.

Zhong Chun quickly ran to the supply box, took out a short-barreled semi-automatic rifle and threw it to Mars: "Forget about your crossbow."

"Yeah, forget about it." Mars put the crossbow next to the box, and then took the gun.

Zhongchun helped Mars cut off the crossbow bag, Sergeant Zhao jumped to the edge of the box, reached out and used his power glove to pull out a small box full of magazines and threw it on the ground.

February and he set about replenishing the empty slots on their carrying gear.

Mars equipped his semi-automatic rifle with a straight grip with a UV light, an infrared laser sight, and a 'big and good' red dot sight.

Then Mars put four double-link magazine pouches into the carrying gear on his chest, and then opened the storage box on the side of the box. When Sergeant Zhao and Zhong Chun began to attach parts to the gun, Mars took out three A goggle - this is used to catch the red dot from the infrared laser sight.

Then Mars began loading magazines into his belt satchel, and then loaded eight magazines into his chest carry.

"Mars, help us." Zhong Chun shouted.

Mars took the magazines, and put six magazines in each of the two magazine pouches on Zhongchun's back - Zhongchun walked in the front, and both Sergeant Zhao and Mars who walked behind him could get out of the way when the battle was fierce. It is easier to extract new magazines behind him.

"It's time for us to go, the lights are starting to dim," Sergeant Zhao said.

So the trio continued north.

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"How is the situation of the chief gentleman of the tower?" the old man in the intelligence center who just walked in asked.

None of the young officers answered, and everyone was watching the live broadcast on the big screen in front of them.

The old man shook his head, walked behind them, and looked at the big screen in a condescending manner with the unique height of the long-horned and high-hoofed tribe.

The little human trio on the screen are changing their equipment and starting to continue north.

"Your Excellency, the Chief of the High Tower found Sergeant Zhao and Corporal Li, and now they are heading north, saying that they are going to the north to find the remaining three soldiers." A young Lagni woman walked up to him side.

"I saw that young people are really reliable in their work. Gaota and our Sergeant Zhao cooperate well. They are a very standard three-person combat team." Good news, hope they can find the other three boys and bring them all back."

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Half an hour later, the three-person team who finally got rid of the pursuit stopped near a construction site. After Sergeant Zhao found the traces left by his own people, he immediately led Mars and Zhong Chun to a half-covered door. In front of the door, he patted the door: "Thunder."

"Lightning, my God, is anyone still alive?" A surprised whisper came from inside, and then the door was opened, and a Dulin kid poked his head out and saw the trio: "My God, Sergeant Zhao! And His Excellency Mars! I am not dreaming..."

Mars smiled: "If it's a dream, you can do it longer."

The trio entered the room. The Dulin kid named Zhang Lin is a standard southern Thai Dulin, warm and hospitable. He even cleaned this small room. In this safe area with ultraviolet lamps, even There was also a brewing coffee pot.

"Shall I have some, sir? It's the best coffee on the peninsula." Sergeant Zhang smiled and took out three small cups from his backpack.

(End of this chapter)