Abyss Express

Foreword:

Frantic desires will induce dangerous actions and do absurd things.

[Part① Beyond cognition]

"Who is hitting us?"

"Quangang, Baiyulou Industrial Park, and Nanhai Temple Scenic Area are all gone!"

"Bars, water bars, tobacco halls, playgrounds, dance halls, restaurants, express stations, enemies are running everywhere!"

"Black gloves! What's going on?!"

Various text messages and distress messages sent back from the city and surrounding satellite towns tell a terrifying story.

In the main urban area of ​​more than 200 square kilometers in Clear Water Bay, there is a secret mobile force that is secretly destroying and destroying attacks almost all the time.

Most of the hall stewards were killed in the first round of raids. The enemies were like close friends, relatives, brothers and sisters of the Little Brotherhood. Opinion leaders are very familiar.

The moment each urban area became a war zone, the heads of these people were cut off with precision and cruelty, and they were used as props to destroy the enemy's will to fight, and the photos were taken and sent to the newspaper office.

At this moment, Black Gloves is in Xiangwan Ship Repair Factory to contact the Feathered Snake, who organizes the sect, to grant blood to the relatives, preparing to counterattack.

But he doesn't even know where the enemy is—

——Judging from the distress reports in various theaters, some said it belonged to the Executioner Squad of the First Transportation Agency, and some people saw the badge of the Bauhinia Squad, but there is no doubt that these troop numbers belong to the quick response force of Guangling Zhixi.

Six regiments of the Quick Reaction Force had come to Clearwater, seven if Husband Madison's Rangers were added.

Although the promise made by Lena Van Persie and the eldest sister has not been fulfilled, like the Wolf Regiment is composed of thousands of people, only more than a hundred people actually came to the front line of the theater, but the commander of the battle and the staff team are not bad. The leader of the sixth team All veterans of the 20th World War. Hasben has experienced hundreds of armed raids of various sizes, and he is a real centurion with hundreds of battles.

If these legionnaires don't intend to reveal their identities and team number stamps, with such an exaggerated killing efficiency, no living person can recognize the belonging of these troops. I can't figure it out.

These arrogant and virtuous fighters are vicious and cunning, and their combat style is completely different from the historical records——

——After the fall of the Jindiao logistics point in the third east district, an informant came back to report the situation of the battle immediately. No shop in the area was spared, but the owner of the noodle shop downstairs seemed to have watched an enjoyable movie.

The shop of this boss is sandwiched between the goldware shop and the opium hall. The buildings on both sides have been doused by bullets, but the glass of the flour shop has not been broken. It is simply a supernatural event!

It was as if these monsters were like invisible ghosts blowing through the Little Brotherhood's stronghold, taking the lives of those involved, and leaving in a hurry, except for the bullet casings and blood, they ran away without staying for a minute.

When the follow-up members of the Zipai Gang came to count the loss of the treasury, they were immediately attacked by another ambush. Originally used as a static defense weapon for the Golden Eagle logistics point, the MG42 machine gun was a magical weapon that Black Glove had painstakingly obtained. When they appeared in the hands of another group of enemies-the Black Glove almost collapsed.

Black Glove has been to the "front line" twice. Specifically, he didn't take the initiative to go, but was beaten passively and escaped from the war zone. At the mobilization meeting, he didn't want to raise the enemy's morale and destroy his own prestige—but the dozen or so blood-granted relatives who were laughing around were completely unaware of the seriousness of the problem.

"There are traitors among us, there are definitely traitors"

The Bolivian guy lit up a cigarette nervously, his eyes were bloodshot, his arms were trembling, and he drew the lost area on the city map.

"Starting from the East Third District, to the Nanhua intersection in Nancheng, the Lewis Hotel, a line is drawn, and the 14-kilometer front advances simultaneously, and more blooms—"

Black Gloves cursed.

"—This is a premeditated! Organized! An attack with a clearly planned goal! Damn it."

Maybe the city map can't tell the seriousness of the problem, because the black gloves don't know which city the enemy has hit.

Xue Ming's combat deployment has never been to occupy land, never to occupy a certain area.

More than half of the 45 million pyroxene coins have been spent as war funds for this local armed conflict. It became more than twelve hundred firearms, countless bullets and explosives, armor and equipment.

The first step is to open up the logistics points of the city's central railway and trucks in the south and north of the city, including the Golden Eagle. It is to deliver these things into the hands of warriors.

The subsequent deployment plan is by no means centered around the theme of siege and land occupation——

——The order given by the war king to the six chapter leaders is only to kill people.

No prisoners, no conditions for surrender, no inspection of remnants pretending to be dead, immediately withdraw from the battlefield after a battle, and let the next team in perfect condition count the spoils, relying on geographical advantages and intelligence advantages to eliminate the enemy to the greatest extent Vitality.

The reason why the Black Gloves were so nervous, so powerless, was because the battle losses of the Little Brotherhood were too great.

From the first gunshot and the first call for help, until now he is nestled in the ship repair yard, less than forty minutes have passed. He wants to organize a garrison to protect the safety of the ancestors, and fight the enemy as much as possible. , boxing with these invisible and intangible ghost troops.

The entire Clear Water Bay is only 14 kilometers deep, and more than 800 employees of more than 1,400 drug workshops have lost contact. The remaining 600 people still don't know what happened! With this huge information lag, the people of the Fraticelli are like defenseless babies. I don't understand how fierce and terrifying the knife in the gangster's hand is.

The Black Gloves came from a war gang under the order, and the Little Brotherhood did have such a group of veterans who were able to fight tough battles, understood the rules of the battlefield, had the will to fight, and had a keen sense of modern warfare.

However, in the previous two battles, these soldiers bearing the name of the sect were almost like fragile children who were crushed by the Guangling Lions in the encounter at the Blood Sail gas station.

That was a strategy that the black gloves couldn't understand—

——It was a monster several levels ahead of his combat command ability.

In the urban area with many complicated and dirty alleys, Black Gloves originally thought that their fighters were in the home field, so they should have a much better understanding of the environment than the enemy, so they can use the doors, windows, rooms, and various passages to get shots that are beneficial to them Bit, say hello to the sideways and ass of the enemy.

The result of the head-on encounter was very tragic. Was beaten helplessly.

The enemy seems to be everywhere, not just the ground floor area. When the team is walking through the long street, the moment they exchange fire with the enemy, the sudden coordinated shooting from the balcony of the room and the hole in the iron plate of the dirty sewer is like smearing poison The hidden weapon flying knife pierced into their weakest and deadliest vital point.

But these deadly attacks only lasted for a short moment, and then stopped immediately, as if the commanders of these ghostly ghosts knew how many bullets to use and how effective they should be, and then immediately let the sharp knives of the coordinated attack deal with attacks from other routes Task.

There was even a strange feeling in the heart of the black glove——

—— Facing the familiar street environment, he even felt that he was an outsider. He didn't know the city at all, he didn't know the old street where he was raised.

Fanatical desires will induce dangerous actions and do ridiculous things. After losing the star gang, the elite soldiers of the Little Brotherhood have been resting for more than half a month, and the little sense of crisis left is gone. Dissipate in the life of sensual dogs and horses.

"Boss, don't be so nervous." The person who gave the blood comforted the leader at the big round table: "You are the godson of the godfather. The godfather has great powers, and he will definitely not leave you behind. Let's find a place to make a comeback—— anyway, Qingshuiwan My girl, I have tasted too much, wouldn't it be nice to change the taste? Hee hee hee hee"

[Part ② Beware of Umbrella Holders on Sunny Days]

Before the outstanding fighter of the order could finish speaking, the smile stayed on his face forever.

The seagull's roar ripped apart the soft flesh of the neck, and the hot bullet brought up the same hot blood.

The scalp of the black glove was numb, and he looked at his subordinate's head tilted aside, leaving only some flesh hanging around his neck.

He immediately called the spirit body to protect his head, only to feel a sweet smell coming from his throat, and the bulletproof heavy armor on his body was knocked out by the bullets, making a terrifying noise, and he crawled and crawled in the workshop of the shipyard to find the bunker .

Seventeen elite soldiers of the Little Brotherhood.

This is the last line of defense outside platform zero of Xiangwan, where the black gloves are used to protect the godfather.

This is also a high-value target that the eldest sister must personally do to minimize the loss of the rapid response force, and must be assassinated by the Galaxy quietly.

Black Gloves took out the radio and reported the enemy's situation with the defense personnel of Xiangwan Outpost.

"There are enemies! There are enemies!"

A strong interference sound came from the radio——

——The familiar and gentle voice reached the ears of the black glove.

"Where?"

Black Gloves: "Glory!? Are you at the communication outpost? Help me transfer to the Godfather! The enemy has already attacked the shipyard!"

Gloria: "Where are you? I'm here to support you."

The bullets hit the casting table in the workshop, and the helmet with black gloves almost flew by.

Black Gloves: "I'm afraid I won't be able to survive!"

There were wailing and screaming everywhere, but only the chirping of gulls.

Gloria: "Do you want to give up? I can't hear your voice clearly, speak up."

Black Glove: "I say! I'm afraid I won't survive"

Right now, right now—

——Xue Ming heard the specific direction of the black gloves in the room, and the twelve bullets locked on the target, almost forming a straight line.

They smashed the casting platform, cracked all the iron blocks, and beat the black-gloved armored body to tumbling, making him dizzy with blood spitting out of his mouth and bone cracks.

He crawled out from the platform, his consciousness was blurred and unreal, and he caught a glimpse of the corpse whose head had been decapitated by a bullet beside the round table.

His elite soldiers die at the table.

One died with a more artistic sense, the upper body was left on the boardwalk of the dock, and the lower body fell into the cooling well of the casting room.

There were two paralyzed in the aisle in front of the power distribution room on the second floor, and their heads were smashed by a single shot.

The remaining ten or so were neatly lined up to be shot and rushed out of the dock, then fell down to die in a line.

He followed the footsteps and looked over——

——Glory held an umbrella in one hand and a gun in the other, and the heavily armored elite soldier hugging her thigh was dying.

The umbrella handle gently lifted the shield of the visor, and the muzzle of the gun poked in. Amid the sound of bullets, the soldier's head was also split in two.

"Fuck you!" Black Glove's eyes were tearing and furious to the extreme: "You son of a bitch! How dare you betray the godfather!"

Glori didn't answer, she just raised her gun and fired.

The bullet headed for the head of the black glove, and the young and strong psyker blocked it with his armor and strong body. He didn't even dare to utter a wild word again, spit out some nonsense, for fear that his heart and lungs would be implicated by words, and he would no longer be able to control his core strength to take a defensive posture.

His posture of facing the enemy sideways is very professional, trying to make the hit area of ​​the heavy armor as small as possible, and he can lower his right arm to search for the gun and return fire.

Just now because of the little courage summoned up by anger, I just glanced out from the observation window of the helmet through the space under the armpit. The endurance board has been cracked by the bullets-but the scene like hell made the black glove fly away. His face turned pale with fright.

It is no exaggeration to describe the peripheral road of the shipyard as a river of blood. The bodies of the defense personnel stationed here were left on both sides of the canal in the roadway, and they were killed without any reaction time!

After Jing Guang's twenty-one bullets were fired, Xue Ming was in the middle of reloading——

——The black glove finally took a few steps forward, trying to close the distance, and used the secondary weapon on the side to fight back!

The M92 ammunition blasted out, but there was a feeling of no pain when it hit Glory's body. An illusory god emerged from his body, and a fragrant dream floated in front of Xue Ming. It was a big steel cat that was invulnerable to bullets and hard to break.

The black gloves threw away the firearms and charged forward with heavy armor. The moment he learned that the enemy possessed the power of the Morpho Butterfly Soul, he no longer planned to use conventional firepower to end the battle!

Just after running a few steps, a huge bombardment like a flying hammer locked his body firmly in place again.

The 9*39 warhead hit him repeatedly, almost blowing out blood from his internal organs. He felt like he was living in an iron coffin, and he had to be tortured before he could die slowly.

Another twenty-one bullets were fired, and this young and strong soldier was no longer young and had no strength.

The knee of his left leg was bent sideways by the bullets, dragging his heavy body, he walked towards Glory little by little, and limped to the enemy, as if he wanted to continue the fight to the death.

He pulled out the short combat knife from his waist. The drop-shaped knife was very suitable for stabbing, but just as he handed it out, it was snatched away by the terrifying woman.

The sharp pain coming from the plastron and skirt armor means that his intestines and little brother are probably leaking more filth. The moment he lost his strength after eating the pain, his helmet buckle was also untied, and he breathed a fishy sweetness. The air, vision becomes clear.

Gloria: "Something, I wasted a lot of bullets."

The high boots tapped lightly on the chest of the black gloves——

——Immediately kicked this vicious gangster a few steps away, she dropped her helmet, put away her guns, and wanted to save ammunition for a decisive battle.

Gloria: "But there aren't many things."

Black Glove's legs went limp, and he was paralyzed on the ground and turned into a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Immediately after the oncoming flying knife hit the forehead, at the moment before he died, the cadre of the Little Brotherhood still wanted to resist stubbornly and straighten up to continue fighting.

Xue Ming threw a knife at the head, and didn't stop until all the twelve daggers collected from the elite soldiers were exhausted.

The blade hit the broad forehead of the black glove, like a flower arrangement squeezed into a row.

In the end, he still felt unsafe, and the soles of Hei Wugou's boots slammed on the head of the black glove!

As the gun flames exploded, the eldest sister put on an umbrella and ran upstairs quickly to climb to the railway on the top mountain wall and go to platform zero to snipe Lawrence Madison.

There was silence in the shipyard, and a bright rose flower bloomed from the brain of the drug dealer's bodyguard, Neiwei.

—he is dead!