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Chapter 149 Snakes
One snake person is easy to solve, but five snakes are a bit troublesome.

Ten had better ask for help, and twenty huddled behind the bunker and waited for rescue.

If a person faces hundreds of...

Just shoot yourself in the temple and die a quick death.

The entire colorful pattern on the rock wall, the countless strips in the darkness, and the sound of snake-like creatures uttering messages from all directions made the hairs of everyone outside the laboratory stand on end.

The red-eyed monster tore off the rope at will, and shook his head: "We have stabbed the snake's nest."

The gunshots sounded, and the people of Giant Spirit City and the members of the Brotherhood were still fighting on their own.

boom!
A bullet hit the player on Brother Wolf's left.

A large hole had been ripped out of her abdomen.

"Which son of a bitch shot me?" The female player clutched her stomach and looked in the direction of the bullet.

There are no other creatures there except the snake people.

The person who just shot was swept away by snakes?
The female player squatted down, waiting for the health to recover.

She raised her head and saw a snake man spitting out snake letters and raising a gun at her.

That was the gun of the dead humans in the dispute just now.

They... know how to use guns?

Another bullet came, piercing the female player's left shoulder, and then hitting the knee of a player behind.

"I was shot in the knee!" The player behind rubbed his leg and limped behind the wall of the laboratory. "It seems that I'm still destined to be a guard."

"Everyone! Find cover!" Brother Wolf shouted.

Veterans react the fastest, followed by other players.

A few guns won't do much, but a large herd of snakes is a nuisance.

These slippery and disgusting creatures, under the blue-gray snake scales, are covered with strong muscles for binding.

A fraternity member loses focus in a moment of inattentiveness and is overwhelmed by snakes.

He struggled vigorously, but hundreds of snakemen swam past him, and a dozen of them entangled various parts of his power armor.

The built-in display of the power armor, all the parts are showing a dazzling red.

"Help me!" he yelled, but there was no one to help him.

The fraternity member could only pull out the latch of the plasma grenade with one hand, causing the grenade to explode near the power armor.

The blue electric arc blasted the pile of snakes and roasted them half-baked.

He relied on the power armor to withstand the electric shock from the grenade, and got up panting heavily.

What about his siblings?

Why not come to rescue him?
The fraternity members look back.

All snake people, snake people who submerge human beings like a flood.

They can't take care of themselves.

The scalps of fraternity members are about to explode.

He left the team.

In this case, leaving the team is tantamount to death.

All the snake people around were staring at him with cold and sinister eyes.

They leaped forward, pinning the fraternity member back down in less than a second.

"Monster! You monsters! Die to me!"

The laser gun in his hand quickly ran out of energy, and the available energy in the fusion core gradually decreased.

Nobody came to his rescue, not a single person.

The first thing to be damaged was the power armor on the arm.

Extra flexibility is needed there, so the armor thickness is thinner than other parts.

click!

The thick armor on both arms was torn apart by the snake man.

He thought about how he would die, but he didn't expect that his arms would break away from his body first.

In almost fainting agony, the fraternity man could feel the fangs of the serpent man, the sensation of a foreign body piercing his arm.

They are eating his hands.

The power armor that fell on the ground suddenly scattered the snake crowd like a flash of light, and stood in the group of snakes with difficulty.

The air on the back is getting hotter and hotter.

"Brotherhood shall bring the dawn!"

A brotherhood cry, followed by a blinding white light and an explosion that shook the ground.

Thousands of snake people died in an instant.

He detonated his fusion core, fulfilling the oath he had originally sworn into the Brotherhood.

……

"The whole team! Counterattack!"

As soon as the captain of the fraternity guerrillas stepped out of the laboratory, he saw the image of a nuclear fusion core exploding.

His anger is getting higher and higher: "Repel these monsters!"

Compared with the uniform Brotherhood, the attacks of the Giant Spirit City Exploration Team are extremely diverse.

The seemingly colorful prosthetic body abilities in their hands are no worse than those of the fraternity.

"Defense protocol! Free attack!"

The leader of the Giant Spirit City Exploration Team came out of the laboratory.

Dozens of members of the exploration team twisted the prosthetic body gears on their chests, and then the crystal-clear light red energy carapace protected their whole bodies.

The soldiers in the front row took off the huge bulletproof shields on their backs to block the impact of the snakes.

Two extremely flexible prosthetic bodies were attached to the rock wall with palms, and then they flicked extremely sharp monomolecular wires.

The captain of the exploration team turned into a phantom and forcibly rescued a fallen explorer from the snakes.

His left arm was broken and bleeding profusely.

"Handle it yourself!" The captain threw him to a safe area behind the crowd.

Turning around, the captain turned into a phantom again, and forcibly killed all the snakemen within a ten-meter radius by himself within three seconds.

If someone could see his movements clearly, they would find that the leader of the exploration team's attack was simple and monotonous: hold the knife, cut off the snake's head, change another one, and cut off the snake's head again.

He's just getting to the point.

The phantom moved behind the crowd.

Panting, the captain injected himself with an immunosuppressant.

Using this inhuman speed is not without cost.

If it is used too much in a day, the military prosthetic body Sian Weistein on his back will corrode the nerves, greatly increasing the probability of him becoming a cyberpsychopath.

"Giant Spirit City, Brotherhood, all blocked the snakes," the player who was shot in the knee asked, "If you had to choose, which side would you join?"

The female player who was shot in the abdomen waited quietly behind the wall for blood to return: "Do I still have to choose? Being strong is only a matter of a moment, and being handsome is a matter of a lifetime. It is too difficult to show off the power armor of the Brotherhood; the power armor of the Giant Spirit City Prosthetics are much simpler."

"Pay attention to your back!" Brother Wolf shouted.

Snakes appear behind.

Although the number of snakes is three-quarters less than that of the front, it is still very difficult for players who are generally not strong.

"Fire in the hole!"

Brother Zhu Jun threw out his Molotov cocktail.

Glass drink bottles shattered and black gasoline was splattered everywhere.

Then the flames exploded, quickly sealing off a large area behind.

Snakes are afraid of the flames, and the number of rushing snakes has been greatly reduced.

But this is only temporary.

The flame doesn't last long.

If they forced their way, they would find that the flames were not enough to kill them.

"Brother Wolf!" Brother Zhu Jun shouted, "Xiao Dai found a passage behind the laboratory! There are several metal doors in the passage, more than enough to stop these basilisks!"

Brother Wolf glanced at the people in Giant Spirit City and the Brotherhood, and shouted, "Evacuate, immediately!"

The players followed Zhu Junxiong to the back of the laboratory.

"Are you leaving just like that?" The red-eyed monster looked at the members of the exploration team, and then at the flames of the incendiary bombs that were about to go out.

The large group of snake people behind them were about to move.

Facing enemies from both sides, the giant spirit city exploration team will inevitably suffer heavy losses.

The lunatics of the lunatic religion can run away, but he can't.

In the current situation, the exploration team must keep up with the pace of the Madman God Cult.

As for the tin cans of the fraternity, go to hell!

The red-eyed monster shouted: "Captain, this way!"

The captain of the exploration team noticed this.

He jumped onto the rock wall and watched the members of the Flying Potato Cult run into a hidden passage.

"Everyone, follow me."

Everyone in the exploration team has received the message.

(End of this chapter)