Building a Salvation Organization from Scratch

Chapter 67
In the silver-white building, rooms are closely distributed among them.

An instant acceleration.

Russell escaped the tightly blocked firepower net.

Panting quickly, he once again broke through the blockade of his minions, and hid in another room, buying himself a little time to breathe.

However, the dense metal barrage that continued to pass by in a short time, and the bazooka that exploded around from time to time still made Russell feel exhausted.

It has been more than three hours since the four of them rushed into the lair, and all aspects of the lair have reacted.

Russell didn't have time to ask the others what was going on, but it was predictable that their situation wouldn't be too good either.

Although he could deal with these minions by virtue of the complex terrain, it did consume a lot of energy for such a long time.

He is only a mid-level psyker with level 0 spiritual power, and even with the dawn battle suit that can increase his combat power, he can barely reach the peak of level 0 spiritual power at this moment.

Although these medium-caliber bullets and the bazooka that exploded from time to time couldn't break through his defense, the accumulated impact was still uncomfortable.

If there wasn't a lot of spiritual water stored in the space token, it would really be waiting for death when the spiritual power was exhausted.

"Continue to disperse the formation of these people twice more. Then they can probably guide them to remove the load-bearing columns in this building."

"By the time……"

There was a gleam in Russell's eyes.

He didn't fight street battles in the more complicated buildings outside, but chose to rush into a relatively large building to circle around, with the purpose of annihilating some of the enemies as quickly as possible here.

Try not to be so obvious to guide the enemy to remove the load-bearing columns by themselves.

Let the collapsed floors destroy the group of people chasing and killing him.

Then he can quickly break through the wall and get out without being buried by the countless reinforced concrete.

Thinking of this, Russell closed his eyes and listened carefully to the law of the metal barrage outside.

This group of minions, who are not too professional, have subtle gaps when shooting in segments, and cannot form a seamless metal barrage.

Every time Russell was able to break up the formation before, it was through this opportunity.

Otherwise, if he forced himself to carry too many bullets, he wouldn't be able to bear it in the dawn battle suit.

pondered for a long time.

At the moment when the room was about to be turned into a hornet's nest, Russell suddenly opened his eyes.

Shooting stopped!

It's now!

He jumped up almost without hesitation, crashing into the already riddled wall.

Like many previous attempts, the view was blocked by the shattered masonry and powder all over the sky, and Russell rushed into the formation at this moment.

The first two minions had no time to react, the muzzle of the gun was directly blocked by Russell with his hand, and then twisted into a twist at will.

Then, Russell picked up the two and threw them out, knocking them out of a range.

Taking advantage of the gap created at this moment, Russell rushed out in three steps at a time.

His line may seem chaotic, but it is actually very clear.

The pursuers behind him reacted, and two RPGs helped him bomb and break a load-bearing column again, achieving part of the goal.

This made Russell's eyes light up.

He looked at the row of more than a dozen distinctive blue portals in front of him, and decisively chose to continue speeding up.

He was about to rush into the room not far in front of him to take a break again and use it as a cover to hide for a while.

But until the moment he opened the door, he immediately froze in place.

When he pushed the door open, dozens of pairs of numb eyes looked up at him from inside.

In this room was a group of ragged children.

Some old or new scars could be seen under the tattered clothes, and every child was silent as if they had lost their energy.

Even though there has been artillery fire outside for a long time, they still stay here without moving.

Facing these gazes, Russell pondered for a moment.

This sudden discovery shattered his thoughts, interrupted his combat thinking, and didn't know how to react for a while.

But Russell, who has always been calm, reacted immediately after being stunned for a moment.

Gritting his teeth fiercely, he directly closed the door.

He didn't run away to either side, and the blue doors nearby were mostly closed to children.

So, after taking a deep breath.

Russell turned around almost without hesitation, and rushed towards the approaching minions.

The speed of the outbreak was so fast that these chasing minions did not react immediately, but soon they burst into fire.

At this moment, Russell was already approaching, and he didn't dodge at all.

In order to avoid being affected behind him, Russell will even choose to move consciously this time, trying to resist all the damage as much as possible.

The bullet slowed him down, and the accumulated momentum made him feel pain gradually in his already tired body.

The powerful explosion caused him to be blown back several steps, and then he gritted his teeth and continued to move forward.

Muscles are full of soreness.

In an already exhausted situation, he was still advancing against the metal barrage that could not last long in his heyday, so that every step he took was to grit his teeth while his body creaked.

When a bullet hit him as the last straw, he knelt down slowly with blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Consciousness gradually blurred.

The vision in front of my eyes began to have double images, and the voices in my ears began to become distant.

Russell, who was kneeling on the ground, lowered his head, unable to see the scene in front of him clearly.

But he could imagine that the minions of the surrounding lairs must be tentatively preparing to approach.

"It seems that this is my end."

"It's not bad..."

"At least, there are signs that the dream is about to be fulfilled."

Russell murmured in his heart, reminiscing about the past like a revolving lantern in his mind.

seem……

It's also good to be on the way to realize your dreams.

It's just that I'm sorry for the organization, and I haven't been able to contribute much to the task of fighting the abyss.

Thinking, his breathing gradually weakened.

In order to ensure that the children would not be affected as much as possible, he expended too much power.

"boom!"

A loud noise suddenly echoed in my ears.

Russell's memory was interrupted, he wanted to see what happened clearly, but his drifting thoughts and uncontrollable body obviously couldn't do it.

The next moment, continuous screams sounded.

And in his body, there was also a continuous influx of spiritual power, which began to heal his injuries.

This healing method is very skillful, Russell can feel that his condition is improving rapidly, and he quickly regained control of his body.

Although he was still somewhat half-dead, he was at least out of the dying state.

He raised his head and looked at the picture in front of him that no longer had double images.

The five figures in dawn battle suits are confirming the life and death of the corpses on the ground, and making up the knife according to the situation.

And beside Russell, there is also a figure in the dawn battle suit, who is supporting his shoulders and continuously outputting spiritual power.

Above their heads are the broken ceiling and the blowing snow, and under their feet are the minions of the lair that have fallen to the ground.

Howling wind and snow blew in from the broken ceiling and slapped Russell's face.

Breathing the cold, fresh air, Russell knew he was alive.

Next, as long as I see the leader, no matter how serious the injury is, it can be easily healed.

He couldn't help but want to cry.

But after thinking about the presence of everyone, I held back my tears again.

"It's good to be alive."

Russell took a deep breath, and the tears he held back turned into a calm word.

(End of this chapter)