death of hope

Chapter 332 "Corporate Warrior" (247) Siege

As soon as Marcus Lynch pushed the corpse away, he heard a manic bark,
"Crash!" A genetically modified Caucasian bulldog jumped through the broken glass,
This big dog has a strong build, like a colt, wearing a digital camouflage overalls specially designed for military dogs, with its bloody mouth wide open, its white canine teeth artificially ground into sharp triangles, and its saliva dripping down .

The collar continuously sends out electric shock signals, stimulating the modified creature,
With the needle embedded in the vein, the dog-specific stimulant is automatically injected, and the beating heart accelerates its lifespan in exchange for double bloodthirsty madness.

"Dios mío! Sálvame!" (God! Help me!)

The guerrilla wearing glasses had his throat torn apart by the big dog. With a "creak...", the cervical vertebra was bitten off, and the bite force was comparable to hydraulic clamps.

The irascible creature, with a mouth full of blood, is about to pounce on a wounded female guerrilla again.

"Shhhhh!" Lynch whistled, and threw a piece of broken glass at the big dog, immediately attracting hatred,

The bloody mouth went straight to the throat again, and a broken billiard cue pierced along the dog's mouth. The crazy big dog didn't care about the sharp pain in the pierced esophagus and stomach, and struggled when it couldn't bite the throat. Wanting to tear off Lynch's ears.

The teeth were about to touch the earlobe, and a pair of big hands like iron pliers snapped its spine, ending the short and sad life of this genetically modified creature.

"Get out of the way! It's about to explode!"

As if picking up a small bench, Lynch easily lifted the heavy plywood table and pressed it on the dog's corpse. The chip detected that the bulldog lost its vital signs, and the detonator buried in the body automatically connected to the battery:
"Puff!" A large cloud of dog hair and blood sprayed out along the bottom of the table.

"Poor dog, I'm already ugly enough, what can I do if you bite off my ear?" Lynch muttered to himself, "Fortunately, the explosive yield is small."

Qi Gewale stared at the bloody hunk in shock, and calmly responded to such a frenzied attack,

With his deep familiarity with the structure of equipment, his rich experience in fighting genetically modified creatures, and his crushing advantages, he didn't even use half of his strength to meet the invading place on this hellish battlefield of Asura.

"Boom!" A big hole exploded in the wall,

Two genetically modified Caucasian bulldogs jumped in at the same time, and the remote controller has already found out who is the most powerful in the room.
The two ferocious beasts attacked Lynch from left to right. Compared with before, there was less brainless rage, and more strategies and tactics, which doubled the difficulty of coping.

"Mr. Lynch! Watch out!"

"I'll deal with these two beasts! You guys just hide and try to survive!"

Qi Guwale felt that he was underestimated by others, but now he had no chance to breathe.

A well-equipped militant broke into the bar. He was a heavily armed goalkeeper with excellent offense and defense.
A full-face titanium alloy helmet, full-body bulletproof heavy armor, a lightweight polymer material shield tied to the left hand, and an all-steel Desert Eagle .50 caliber pistol in the right hand.

The small-bore bullets of the guerrillas felt like itching in the boots, but instead exposed their position,
The jukebox that was used as a cover was completely penetrated by Yishuo 50 pistol bullets, billowing electric black smoke,

The guitarist hiding behind was shot in the chest and abdomen and fell in a pool of blood.

"Kill my buddy! Fuck you XX generations of ancestors!"

Qi Gewale yelled and kicked up, and the goalkeeper who was changing the magazine was kicked off the gun.

The heavy Desert Eagle hit the ground with a bang.

The well-trained goalkeeper swung his left arm and smashed it with the shield. Qi Gewale was so smashed that his eyes were staring at him, and he almost fainted. Relying on the hatred and willpower in his heart, he barely stood still and did not fall down.

The bridge of the nose and the brow bone were severely injured and bled, and the blood turned his vision red. Looking at the corpses of guerrillas on the ground, the huge amount of adrenaline secreted temporarily numb the pain.

Like a raging scarlet beast,

Qi Guwale held the opponent's right hand to prevent him from pulling out the spare gun, and pushed his knee hard. Fortunately, the opponent only wore thigh bulletproof plates and did not wear a crotch protector.

Hit the X ball with all his strength on his knees, this is a man's weakness, the pain made the door-breaker howl, instinctively stretched out his hand to protect his crotch, and instantly opened the door.

Qi Guwale didn't waste the opportunity, jumped up and pulled out the Spanish gauntlet sword used for decoration on the wall of the bar. The blade penetrated along the gap between the neck guard and the mask, penetrated the jaw, and stirred left and right to destroy the brain tissue.

Pushing away the body of the doorbreaker, he found that Lynch had also repelled the powerful enemy,
The bodies of two big dogs were thrown out, and they exploded one after another.

The enemy didn't seem to dare to attack rashly, and fired wildly at the bar with heavy machine gun fire. Several grenades and grenades flew in, killing the bartender and waiter hiding behind the bar.

Qi Guwale was so suppressed by the firepower that he could only lie on the ground, listening to the bullets whizzing by in the air,

He picked up a blood-stained revolver from the corpse of a guerrilla, opened the cylinder and saw that there was only one bullet left, and yelled hysterically:
"There's something coming in!"

Lynch crawled sideways and crawled around the bar twice, and found that the Chilean guerrillas were almost wiped out, and even the cats in the bar were blown up by grenade fragments.
Unable to find a lover, I am extremely anxious:
"Sig! Where are you?"

"When the fight started...she was still...eating...eating ice cream..." A female guerrilla who was seriously injured and dying said to Lynch in broken English while clutching her wound:

"Her submachine gun was no match for a heavy machine gun, her arm was bruised, she cursed a curse word, and she jumped out of the east window..."

"and then!?"

"Me perdona por favor." (Sorry...) The female guerrilla opened her pale lips and said in Spanish.

Her painful expression gradually froze, and her black eyes were wide open, motionless.

Lynch's heart skipped a beat, like a heavy hammer hitting his heart, he slowly got up, and looked out with his head.

"Don't do anything stupid! Captain!" Qi Gewale yelled at him, "She's dead!"

(No! No... no no no!)
Lynch's mind went blank, a bullet grazed his scalp, and blood flowed down:

(This silly girl! Why did you come here to help me! I told you not to let her get involved in this matter! Stupid bitch! Stupid! Why did you rush out to die!)
Desperation, anger, sadness, frustration, guilt... Dizzy, the burst of psionic energy makes the hair stand on end...

(She did nothing wrong, she was besieged to a dead end, if she rushed out, she might still have a chance...)
Marcus Lynch picked up the Desert Eagle pistol, touched the magazine from the body to replace it, crawled out along the big hole that had been blown out before, and hid behind an old taxi with a flat tire, and was shot again suppress.

A guerrilla shouts: "Estás loco? Vuelve aquí!" (Are you crazy! Come back!)
A few seconds later, the heavy machine gun misfired, and the rifle's firepower and explosive throw were significantly lower than before.

"They...are changing bullets?"

With the mentality of betting on his life, Qi Guwale pointed his head and fired a shot. The bullet that returned fire hit the window lattice. It was obviously just a rough shot, without the precise sniper firepower before.

Confused, he stuck his head fully out, fired five shots to empty the cylinder of the revolver, killed a rifleman in camouflage, and crouched to change the cartridges.

"Is it an illusion?" The guerrillas who were still panting also got up one after another: "The enemy's firepower... seems to have weakened."

"Out of bullets?"

"It's not like, do you... want to go around behind the bar and steal our chrysanthemums?"

"Impossible, there is a concrete wall behind."

"Boss, what shall we do?"

"To be honest." Qi Gewale said while changing the bullets, "I don't know what happened,
Perhaps other comrades came to help, and it can be determined that the enemy sniper was killed, and now the enemy convoy was attacked from a height, and the machine gunner was killed. "

"Bah bah!" There was a dull and loud noise from the Desert Eagle pistol outside, which indicated that Lynch had started to move.

As the number one person in the organization, how could Qi Gewale be willing to stay behind:

"Brothers and sisters who can still move! Come with me!"

(End of this chapter)