Chapter 1073 Death Code
Lance stepped three meters away from the zombie, even if the zombie opened its eyes wide, it seemed that he was like air.Now is not the time to conduct experiments. Lance raised his saber and ran over to slash the zombie's neck.Three zombies fell to the ground, making a little noise, and a zombie in a long yellow dress came out from the door on the left, walking towards him with dull eyes.The blood from the necks of the three zombies just killed covered Lance's whole body. He gave up the pleasure of piercing the flesh with the knife, and hit its neck hard with the knife in his hand, and fell limp after losing go down.

Oriot came out, saw several corpses on the ground, and looked at Lance who was covered in blood.

Lance grabbed the knife with his backhand, and when he encountered a zombie blocking the way, he hit it hard with his hand knife. Basically, there was no need to make up the knife.Oriot followed him with a gun raised, feeling weird.In the corridor leading to the top floor, Lance stopped. Through the iron gate, he could see a sniper holding a large-caliber sniper rifle and lying on a ventilation duct. His camouflage effect was good, if it wasn't for Lance's experience , may think that the other party has transferred.The iron gate is locked, and there may be anti-personnel mines planted outside. If you break in by force, it will not only scare the enemy, but may also cause casualties.

Lance withdrew his body, gestured for Oriot to stay here and continue to observe, and went downstairs by himself, intending to climb up from the back window.

When Lance climbed up, he was secretly glad that the wind was blowing from the northwest, otherwise he might have been found within 50 meters covered in blood.He was like a ghost at the moment, walking more dexterously than a cat, breathing indistinctly, and the air around him was like a vacuum, not affecting him at all.Ten meters apart, this distance is just over a second.He suddenly erupted, and rushed forward like an arrow that left the string!
The other party is obviously a ruthless character who has experienced life and death. Feeling the murderous aura from his back, he rolled to the ground without even turning his head, and jumped up at once. A TO saber appeared in his hand. Through the reflection of the moonlight, the faint light revealed above made Lance's eyes chill.

Lance's saber was inserted into the aluminum ventilation duct, and he saw a cold light coming towards him. He hurriedly used his right hand to pull out the knife to block the opponent's blow, and then jumped down backwards.Both sides felt their palms tingling, but the murderous look in their eyes overwhelmed everything. The opponent took a step forward, resting his left hand on the ventilation duct, while stabbing with his right hand with a knife.Lance didn't move too slowly, he took a step or two back, and kicked the opponent in the abdomen the moment the opponent came down.

Combat boots made of special rubber, coupled with Lance's strength, are hard enough to break the ribs of ordinary people, and only special soldiers who have undergone anti-strike training can withstand a blow.Seeing that the opponent suffered a loss, Lance hurriedly took a big step, and slashed across the opponent's strength with a knife in his right hand.The man didn't dare to take it hard, so he could only fall to the left, and then crawled to the other side like a dog, but a big cut was cut on his shoulder.

"Billy?" Through the gap in the arm, Lance saw the tattoo on the right arm of the other party, and associating with the muffled groan he just made, he sounded someone, and asked a question tentatively.

"Kader?" The other party obviously recognized him, but Lance didn't feel the excitement of meeting an acquaintance, and took advantage of the moment when the other party was in a daze, he chased after him again.

After all, Billy was a step too slow, and the saber that was blocking was kicked away. He could only use both hands to hold on to the saber that was piercing his heart. His palms were immediately covered with his own blood, and they fell to the ground bit by bit, making a slap. There was a very light cracking sound.At this moment, the knife was only 2 centimeters away from him, and Bill tried his best to maintain this distance.

Feeling that the other party's strength was draining, Lance actually gave up his efforts. Taking advantage of the other party's strength condensed in his hands, he lost his strength a little bit, and hit the other party's face with his elbow instead. Billy, who was half a head taller than Lance, was unexpectedly beaten Knocked out.Looking at the ex-Delta player fainted at his feet, Lance gave up the last knife and walked towards the passage. There were no anti-personnel mines there, and the chain was rusty. Lance easily tore him off.

"Fixed it?" Oriot asked, looking like a collapsed Lance.

"No, I knocked him out. He's Billy, you know him, B Squad C Sniper."

"I said, what if he wakes up?"

"It's up to you, either leave here, or kill yourself. I made a few tricks in the sniper rifle, and hope he retreats." The three of them wandered the streets again, and now the situation is just the opposite. The mercenaries formed an anti-encirclement.

"Bang", a bullet hit the car next to Lance, penetrated the armor of the car and entered the concrete wall behind, causing a bullet hole the size of a thumb.Lance hurriedly made a concealed gesture, smashed the car window, leaned over it and fired five shots in a row.

"George, where are you? We are on D7 street, we have already exchanged fire with them!" The communicator got in touch, proving that their distance should not be very far.

Sure enough, George replied: "Yes, I heard the gunshots, we killed the three of them, Miles is dead."

"Damn it!" Lance cursed. Victor and Oliott were still attacking and shooting. The number of opponents should not be many, but there is no guarantee that reinforcements will be sent.

Special Operations Command Center.

"Captain Berg, 7 of your men have lost signs of life, and there are 6 more." The staff quickly tapped on the keyboard and said.

The captain of this suppression operation, Wilson, was heartbroken. He naturally knew how many people had died. Unexpectedly, more than half of them were killed within an hour.He stepped forward, pinched the staff member's shoulder, and said viciously: "Sir, please help me connect with Captain Kadel!" His hand was gradually exerting strength, and it would not be difficult to crush the other party's bones.

The poor staff could only say tremblingly: "Ma...immediately...do it." After a while, the communication seemed to be connected.

Lance was shooting short bursts. The firefight was not like in the movie where there were explosions from time to time, and then people kept falling. They had been fighting fiercely for 5 minutes, but they only emptied one magazine, with zero casualties.Hearing a harsh voice from the communicator, he hastily pulled it away from his ears. After a while, the voice finally became clear: "Kader, good evening, it seems that your situation is not good?"

Lance thought about it carefully, but was not very impressed, so he asked, "Who are you?"

"You don't even remember me." Wilson's hoarse and dignified voice was so clear on the communicator.

"Sorry for the noise, but I know, you are the commander of the team ahead, right? I'm sorry, I just killed 2 of you, my friend killed 4 of you, I'm very sorry, please replace me I would like to express my sincerest apologies to their families, thank you!" Lance didn't cut off the communication, it was obvious that it took a lot of effort for the other party to get in, he changed a magazine, and instead of attacking directly, he closed his left eye tightly and held on tight Looking at the scope on the MP5, he lightly pulled the trigger with his index finger.After two gunshots, a person hiding in the opposite doorpost fell to the ground, and the 1.76-meter position on the pillar had been opened.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wilson, you don't mind if I call you that. Without the Medal of Honor, I left a tattoo on your face when the special forces were training. I think you must want to kill now. Me. Look, I've got you alone again."

"Hey, kill another one, let me guess how many people you have? A platoon or a company, or a battalion?" Lance said wantonly, not paying attention to the rapidly accumulating anger on the other side.

Boom, Wilson smashed the communicator, and then shouted at the adjutant who had been standing behind him: "Call the Silver Wolf team to support them, and eradicate them completely at all costs. I want his head to be placed in my bedroom!" directly above!"

The adjutant hurriedly saluted, and then ran out.

"Hehehe," Franks smiled, patted the furious Wilson and said, "Don't worry, cancel the order, I reminded you earlier, Kadr is not an ordinary member of the special forces, and there is no one in his team. One is an ordinary man. Rest assured, he will pay his own price for his arrogance."

Washington, the city of the dead.

Aaron and Scott moved forward while crossing cover. He climbed over the fence, looked at the man he had just killed, stretched out his hand and breathed, he was dead.Scott leaned behind him and couldn't help saying: "From a psychological point of view, it's not correct for you to do this, and it may lead to your tendency to torture and kill."

"Come on, Scott, when did your damn surgeon study psychology, stop fucking nonsense." Aaron retorted immediately, and shot another short burst in his hand, knocking the person hiding in the supermarket ahead Suppressed, Scott followed closely, and the two leaned behind the trash can, constantly suppressing firepower.

"Quick, quick, quick!" Lance roared loudly, and rushed out with the MP5 in his hand.Soon, five team members were outside the supermarket, relying on the terrain to surround the supermarket.Lance raised his fist and shouted loudly to the inside: "Listen inside, we don't intend to be invincible to you, put down your weapons and leave here, or die inside!" After speaking, he looked at the pointer on his wrist and said: " Ten, nine, eight, three, two, one! Fire!"

Six guns fired at the glass windows of the supermarket at the same time, knocking out the items on the shelves. The alarm sounded urgently, and the red and blue lights kept flashing.

"Stop firing! Stop firing!" Lance yelled loudly, then looked back at Victor who was covering behind and shouted: "Give them an extra grenade."

Victor smiled and picked up his rifle, pulled down an MK3A2 offensive grenade from his chest, and shouted: "Please use it slowly, gentlemen." He threw it very accurately, and it probably landed in the middle of the supermarket: "Get down!"

boom! !The large-scale infantry killing weapons sounded like thunder inside, and hundreds of steel balls spread around in a circular shape. The powerful shock wave allowed them to enter anywhere without resistance, even the body armor on your body.The inside was smoky and the sound waves were still echoing. Lance didn't dare to send someone in to check, so he could only make a gesture of retreating. Anyway, the other party was no longer a threat.

"Wilson, are your people finished?" Lance asked tentatively, but unfortunately there was no reply.

(End of this chapter)

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