Poop poop poop!

In a flash, Luke emptied the magazine. He howled at the four or five black shadows that were coming from the front of the channel. He shouted: "focus on the front of the channel."

At the same time, the decorative spear he carried in his left hand swung up to face a group of black shadows falling from the top of his head.

Bang! The spear took the shadow back and smashed it into the wall.

It was a black monster, like a combination of lizards and dinosaurs.

Luke didn't look at the shadow much. He kept running forward, and the pistol in his right hand was in full bloom.

Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa!

At the front of the passageway, the black shadow that appeared again was roared again and again, and hid behind the stone wall.

At the same time, he has pressed the release button. When the empty magazine slips, his little finger lightly picks on the magazine bag, and one magazine flies out.

At the moment, his right hand pistol was suddenly recovered, and the empty magazine just held the rotating magazine. When he pressed it on his chest, the magazine was put in. The holster rubbed the magazine in front of his chest and finished loading. The muzzle turned behind him.

Pa Pa Pa!

The black monster who was just pulled aside struggled to get up, and two bullets penetrated from the big mouth.

It howled, just climbed up and fell down again, writhing and rolling on the ground, but gradually weak.

Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa!

Luke also rushed to the front, firing at two black monsters who were entwined with the players.

The black monster, who was catching two expedition members, was shaking and burst with several streams of slurry. However, he was still reluctant to give up his prey and dragged them to the dark passage.

Pa Pa Pa Pa!

A black monster was howling with pain, shaking all over, a piece of slurry flying around.

Luke's face was indifferent and slightly twisted. He swung his spear in his left hand and round it in his backhand. He drew it back to the passage in an instant.

The spear in his hand kept moving for half a circle and then came out of his hand. With a puff, he put another black monster's head like a spindle through it, which made it fly up and nail it into the nearby stone wall. The body twitched slightly.

After all this, Luke inserted his pistol and grabbed Stafford's HK416 rifle beside him, then threw his micro punch and magazine to Stafford: "organize them to back up."

As he spoke, he took a rifle magazine out of Stafford's chest, turned around abruptly, the muzzle of the rifle slanted towards the top of the passage behind him, and pulled the trigger.

Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!

Putong! Putong!

Two black monsters just came out of the ravine on the stone wall were shot three times in a row and their heads exploded.

The power of HK416 is not comparable to that of pistol.

Less than 20 meters away, Luke's three volleys went in from their big mouths with great precision. The rifle bullet, which was far more powerful than the pistol bullet, destroyed their brains in an instant.

Second kill!

When Luke pulled the trigger, his body continued to turn and soon turned back to the front.

Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!

Two more black monsters fell from the top of the passage, roaring in their mouths, fluttering and retreating.

Luke's eyes narrowed slightly, and his mouth shouted: "their head shell is too hard, and they hit the body directly."

Because of the angle, the bullets he fired twice and three times just didn't penetrate the black monster's brain directly, but burst his mouth, so that they could still run away.

This vitality and anti beating degree is terrible!

Luke also changed his position, holding a gun in one hand in his right hand and firing continuously.

Bang bang bang bang bang!

Two black monsters had just sprung their heads from the passage, and they immediately dodged back.

No way, the bullet hit the brain wide pain!

As Luke sensed, there was a lot of strange shadows at the entrance, and more than 20 black monsters were scurrying on both sides of the entrance, looking for all opportunities to rush in.

"Fire in sections, block the passage." He yelled, his left hand pulled out the saber on his leg, and then he cut the strap of his tactical vest and tore it off.

Then he turned his sabre, sliced it flat, swept over his right arm and took a large piece of flesh from his upper arm.

The skin was burnt black and melted into a thick liquid when it landed in the air.

Luke resisted the sharp pain, initiated the primary self-healing, reduced the system score by 20000, and the newly acquired primary limb regeneration ability was also learned.

The blood that originally surged out of the right arm stopped in an instant, and the intense tingling came.

Instead of paying attention to the wounds, he said to Stafford, "they are very corrosive. Don't get contaminated."

As he spoke, HK416 in his hand opened fire continuously, knocking out two monsters who rushed into the passage again while he was talking.

Stafford's face was very ugly.

In fact, without Luke's warning, he noticed.Just now, when Luke killed two black monsters who rushed into the expedition to catch people, they all spilled a lot of slurry before they died.

Four people, including the players they caught, have died screaming.

Visible to the naked eye, these serous will corrode the body of the team members, the effect is extremely terrible.

When Luke shot two black monsters behind him, he was splashed with some slurry for a few seconds.

Thanks to his quick response, most of the monster's slurry was dodged by him, only a few spots were touched.

His extraordinary physique, combined with his primary self-healing ability, is also tenacious against serous corrosion, so he did not burn through his body like those explorers.

Because of this, he did not hesitate to cut off the right arm skin stained with slurry.

I just don't know what the relationship between these black monsters and those three masked creatures is.

His heart was electrified, and his rifle opened fire continuously, knocking down four black monsters that had sprung their heads from the passageway.

But none of these monsters died immediately, and two struggled to get back.

This time, it's not his shooting mistake, but the bullet proof effect of the monster's big head is so strong that he can't even shoot a rifle.

"Magazine." He simply shouted.

Stafford immediately handed over all his magazines.

He has found that Luke's shot is extremely accurate.

With only four security guards left, the threat to the black monster is not as good as Luke's gun.

At the same time of handing over the magazine, he is also commanding the team members who have no combat effectiveness to retreat, and letting the security personnel control the shooting frequency, aiming and hitting again.

They didn't come down with much ammunition, after all, it was just an expedition.

Stafford is not a fool either.

Once the ammo is gone, Luke and them have to fight the black monster directly.

But the members killed by the monster and the members corroded into two parts by the monster slurry show that this kind of situation is better not to appear.

Finally, the explorers all retreated to the passageway behind him, and Luke's pressure was greatly reduced.

Now the black monster can only attack around the other end of the passage. If he wants to rush from the front passage, he will be knocked down.