War in Heaven

Relying on the broken aisle inside the government military warehouse, the boring brunette girl whistled, scarlet eyes staring at the blood marks on the wall, and constantly throwing the large saber in his hand.

After solving the "Great Arcanist", she is very much looking forward to someone else coming to attack herself. But did not wait for the enemy to attack.

The number of players who are still alive is not much, and it seems to be in the urban area. This strategic location on the outskirts of the city has become an area of ​​“no one cares” after being occupied by the blood blade.

"This group of waste..." The **** blade snorted, and the disdain was overwhelming.

Her **** battle did not appear, it really made her disappointed. Looking at the GIGN soldiers who were armed with guns in front of the window, the blood blade sighed a little depressed and walked up the stairs leading to the warehouse.

Since there are no enemies, I can only investigate this warehouse now.

- This warehouse does not store any important materials, and the contents are basically removed. So why this ghost place is judged to be an important place, it seems to be "hidden mystery."

"have a look……"

The blood blade squinted and smiled, and walked slowly down the stairs of the warehouse.

The floor of the warehouse she broke into was exactly the same as before. However, this building should not only be a few floors on the ground.

The **** blade looked around for the location of the basement, and a pile of cardboard boxes piled up in the corner attracted her attention.

After moving the stack of cardboard boxes, a metal-made dark door appeared below. Blood Blade thought about it, turned on the radio and started calling the followers on the second floor of the warehouse:

"come here."

A minute later, a man with a wound all over the body appeared in front of her eyes. The follower from the Soviet superpowers raised his hand and wiped a bloodshot from under the eyelids. He asked: "Is there something?"

"You should open the road." The blood blade pointed to the metal door embedded in the floor.

"I am a soldier, not this cannon fodder."

Followed by the mouth is complaining, but still obediently extended his right hand, grab the handle above the metal door. then--

Snapped!

A spark broke out above the handle, and the ensuing hand slammed back, and the fingers were burnt black and a white smoke emerged.

"Powered up." He frowned slightly.

"I want to open it." The blood blade did not pay attention to the injury of the followers, but concentrated on the secret door.

As a terrorist soldier from the Soviet superpowers, her follower is much more reliable than the Grozny Hound. The "warlord of the battlefield" that the Arcanist had just succumbed to is also in the hands of this entourage.

Of course, this guy is not completely undead, otherwise other players will not have to play at all. But the blood blade is very clear about the physical condition of the entourage:

He belongs to the type that is more injured, the more difficult it is to die. After being shot three times by the M24 sniper in the battlefield, the man is basically impossible to hang.

The man who was covered in injury, licked his burning right hand, put on a pair of insulated gloves, and reached out again to grab the handle of the dark door.

The current flowing through the metal door was stronger than the blood blade imagined. After a snoring, the hands of the followers were on fire, but he managed to open the secret door and then took off the burning gloves. Hands that are being baked and are getting fat.

"Next time... don't let me do this." Followed by blood-stained teeth.

"Yeah." The blood blade nodded seriously.

"Don't perfuse me, you are like this every time." The follower sighed: "If you go on like this, my old bones will soon be unable to hold back."

"I trust you very much." The small face of the **** blade showed a kind smile and pointed to the stairs below the secret door.

Seeing that his master has indicated his attitude, he shook his head helplessly, dragging the broken body slowly into the passage below the secret door.

boom!

A violent explosion occurred in the closed passage. The high-temperature smoke was sprayed out, and it was shaken by a blood blade that almost fell. He stood up against the wall and asked aloud: "Is it still alive?"

"Not dead yet." Coughing followed, the sound sounded like a patient with advanced lung cancer who was using a ventilator.

"Clean up the trap." Blood blade reminded.

After the "human demining" of the followers, ten minutes after the secret door was opened, the blood blade finally entered the basement below the government military warehouse, wearing a night vision device to observe the situation nearby.

Just entering the basement, she had a strange feeling of discomfort. She always felt like someone... or something, hiding in the corner and peeing at herself.

"Be careful." The blood blade patted the back of the entourage.

"Don't touch me..." The follower took a step to the right and avoided the position of the owner.

The blood blade looked at the entire basement and tried to find hidden enemies, but because of the messy furnishings, she observed for two minutes and did not see any signs of living.

A large amount of garbage and cartons are piled up in the basement, and cans are already out of date. The room was very quiet, as if I could clearly hear my heartbeat.

The blood blade took a deep breath and strode to the center of the basement.

She can see that the environment in which she is now is not like the scenes common in War Heaven. It is more like the dark claustrophobic space in the horror film.

"Well……"

I noticed that the **** smell in the air was getting thicker and thicker, the blood blade slowed down, and I watched the large metal box in front of me with my sharp eyes.

"Hey, anyone?"

She reached out and knocked on the outer casing of the metal box that was wrapped in tape, and the sound of the cymbals echoed in the basement.

Boom!

A muffled sound rang from the inside of the metal box, and the blood blade leaped backwards. A SUPER90 shotgun was pulled from the backpack and fired against the thin iron of the metal box.

The shell of the box was completely unable to withstand the firepower of the shotgun, and the time was smashed, and a large amount of plasma was sprayed from the rotten door. But... the enemies inside have not fallen.

"I want to eat……"

The rude male voice rang, and a stinking smell came in, and then the whole basement was heard, and the noise of the chain saw, which is familiar to the blood blade, was running.

Appearing in front of the blood blade and the entourage is a giant man with a height of two meters and a wolf-like face.

The upper body of the strong man did not wear clothes, revealing the muscles that are so strong and amazing, as well as the various stitching marks on the chest. Holding a pneumatic chain saw that is rotating at high speed in the hand, the saw is stained with large mottled blood marks.

"Your boy is very handsome... Do you want to join me?" The blood blade sent an invitation to the chainsaw macho in front of him.

Then, in front of her eyes, a dark red enamel coat of arms and a text identifying the name popped up:

Excited Lehrer, heroic NPC, can't be recruited.

"Cut, it’s a waste..."

The voice of the blood blade has not fallen, and the mad chain saw has been cut down against her head.

The crazy rotating chain saw, with the horrible impact that can easily tear the human body, draws intertwined death light and shadow around Lerell's body.

Although the blood blade avoided this blow, and spread with the followers. However, Lehrer only hesitated for less than a second, and in a moment of incompatibility with the huge body, he rushed to the bloodblade!

The blood blade is low in shape and recedes into the gap between the two metal shelves. The chainsaw slashed at the head of the brawny man on the shelf, accompanied by sharp and harsh sounds.

"Scream! Kill the dead body! Ah hahahaha! Kill you, kill you, kill, kill, kill, kill!"

Lerell kept screaming, holding up the chainsaw against the shelf was a mad slash, the sparkling sparks of flying, the metal debris floating in the sky.

"Quickly kill him!" The blood blade shouted at the entourage.

The squadron of the squadron pulled out a Tokarev TT33 pistol, raised the gun with scorching hands, and aimed at the shooting behind Lehrer at the speed of the elderly. Two bullets accurately blasted into Lehrer's The back neck creates a bullet hole for squirting blood.

However, even if he suffered a gunshot wound that was instantly fatal, Lerell seemed to be nothing. He continued to wield the chain saw attack on the shelf used by the blood blade as a shield. The violent noise shook the blood and the tinnitus continued, and the scene in front of him was fast. A ghost has appeared.

"Are you taking this medicine?" The blood knife whispered, pulling out the pistol and firing at Lehrer across the shelf.

The two shot at the same time from both sides, and Lehrer's body suddenly appeared more than a dozen bullet holes, but still did not stop.

Seeing this "monster" could not be stopped by the firearms, followed the corner of the basement, grabbed a heavy iron pipe leaning against the wall, and quickly walked back to his own strong man.

Lehrer didn't look back until he followed the station, as if he didn't exist, frantically destroying the collapsed shelves.

The harsh metal cutting noise successfully covered the voice of the followers, and even he was surprised by the smoothness of his own, but the attacking action on his hands did not hesitate. He tried his best to wave the cold iron pipe to the back of the strong man. Go on.

"Snapped!"

With the loud slamming of the skull, a semi-circular pit appeared on the back of the strong man, falling forward without a hit, and the body just pressed against his own chain saw that had not been completely closed. Suddenly, the horrible bang of the flesh was torn, and the **** smell in the basement was a bit heavy.

"Did you die?" The blood blade drilled out from under the shelf and reached out to spread the long hair that was scattered in front of him.

"I don't know." Followed the honesty and shook his head, and raised the iron bar and slammed Lerell's head back a few times.

"This madman definitely ate something." The blood blade said beside Lerell's body, quickly searched the man's trouser pocket and found an empty glass bottle.

The thing looks like an ordinary small pill bottle, with a faded logo on the bottle, and the blood blade whispers to read the ambiguous text on it:

"PMC... military stimulants?"

Seeing this name, the blood blade raised his mouth and smiled and said: "Hey, we found something good..."

......

"Are you sure you want to open this street?"

Standing in front of the garage at No. 3 Wood Street, Woods turned to look at Lin Chi's side face, and the voice was full of doubts: "RPG will blow you up, commander."

Since this Ferrari Enzo can only carry two people, other SOG soldiers have once again lurked under the orders of Lin Chi and entered the state of "elite mercenary." Only Lin Chi, who is eager to try his hand, and Woods, who is deeply suspicious of Lin Chi’s opinion, remain in the garage.

"Do not try to know how to know? My car skills are absolutely first class." Lin Chi smiled.

Of course, he is also very clear. In the place of Kayaland, a bright red Ferrari rushed to the streets. It is basically no different from being dead. Even if it does not crash on the road with bad road conditions, it will definitely be commissioned. Soldiers found.

However, if it is this car... maybe it can be done.

Due to the extensive reference to the technology of Formula Racing during the design, the aerodynamics of this car is extraordinary. Although it is not comparable to the 2035 supersonic transportation system, in the era of Kayaland, it basically represents the top level of the super sports car.

This savage track monster, the acceleration of 0-100KM / h only takes 3.5 seconds, the speed can reach 350 kilometers per hour, the interior design is similar to the formula car, put a lot of functional buttons Focusing on the steering wheel, coupled with the simplification of the vehicle's handling in the game, makes the feel of driving the car no different from playing a racing game.

Lin Chi, once known as the "old driver", was a little excited after finding such a vehicle. After a long walk, suddenly getting this super sports car is undoubtedly a good surprise.

In Lin Chi’s opinion, this level of sports car is also considered to be one of the “man’s romance”. However, Woods, who is not interested in racing, is very sensible:

"If you want to die, I don't want to accompany you." Woods shook his head.

"Look over there." Lin Chi pointed to the garage wall on the right hand side.

A few cans can be used to spray paint on the car body, hanging on the edge of the wall inside the garage, next to the sprayer, spoiler removed from other cars, and some debris that can be used for modification.

"You mean to spray camouflage on this car?" Woods immediately reacted to seeing those things.

“Yes.” Lin Chi said, grabbing a can of dark gray spray paint and spraying it on the hood of the sports car.

It seems that the steps of painting the car in the game are much simpler than the real world. Although the engine noise is still harsh, after changing the color, the car can at least obtain visual camouflage. The probability of being "right in the middle of the door" by RPG will obviously drop a lot.

"This..." Woods was silent for a while.

The captain of SOG is naturally clear that this is only a temporary solution, and the car will still be discovered by the enemy. But looking at the commander's appearance, he should not be able to convince him...

"Forget it."

Realizing that he couldn’t persuade the commander to give up the car, Woods took a terracotta paint from the side and began to work with the commander to paint the sleek city on the battlefield’s overly eye-catching “chariot” shell. Camouflage.