Chapter 230： Save People (Part 1)

The defensive power of the entire backyard can be described by copper walls and iron walls. Twelve snipers are scattered on the roof of the warehouse and on the annexes of the villa, bringing the entire backyard and the surrounding kilometer area into the firepower range. In the courtyard covering an area of ​​thousands of square meters is a combined strike net composed of defense robots and machine gun boxes.

It can be said unceremoniously that this is a small military stronghold. Of course, in the eyes of Tang Fang, Aros and others, except for a few kidnappers who were full of hostility, at first glance they were soldiers and most of them were only half-armed civilians.

Obviously, the patrols following the two defense robots don't think they are just a group of dishes. In the process of moving from the west wall of the courtyard to the east wall, the holly bushes in the central flowerbed of the courtyard moved. A black man in a black t-shirt with his muscular biceps turned his mouth towards the two companions beside him. Head, one left and one right, walked towards the holly bush.

"Rainy." There was a soft noise from the holly bush more than 1 meter high, and the two guards raised their rifles and approached boldly. On the other side, the four snipers on the roof of the warehouse and the flower house on the opposite side aimed their sights at the holly bush at the same time.

The target was getting closer and the leaves' swaying intensified. The two guards stood at a distance of one meter from the holly bushes, then looked at each other, nodded, and then jumped up at the same time, and rushed over.

However, when the two were approaching the enemy, they opened the holly branches with the m-505 saber in their hands, only to find that there was nothing in front of them, only a lump of yellow-green stool.

"Fuck." The one with a mole on the corner of the mouth yelled, put away the gun, and pinched the communicator on his shoulder: "clear."

The four snipers on the roof were relieved and moved their eyes from the scope. But at this moment, an accident happened. In the central flower garden, a gray shadow flashed in the flowers over the knees. The two guards had no time to react, and they were two and a half tall. The creature resembling a hound fell to the ground.

The guy with the mole on the corner of his mouth let out a roar, and was about to raise the m-505 saber slung in front of his chest. Suddenly, a sharp spear-cold bone pierced his right shoulder. Spilled blood splashed all over his face. The pain in the heart of the broken bones suddenly drowned him.

The blood foam is spreading out, and the bones of Bai Mian miserably adhering to the blue-red meridian and plasma make the scalp numb.

"Ah, ah..." he wailed loudly, and opened his eyes fascinated by plasma. In the blood red, he finally saw the terrifying creature that threw himself down. What an ugly shape, with sharp fangs, a slobbery jaw, and the sharp triangular eyes that make you look cold all over your body.

"This...what the **** is this?" Enduring the pain from the wound on his shoulder, he was about to ask for help. Meng listened to an extremely stern cry from not far away.

The man with moles subconsciously looked towards the place where the screams came. In the shadow of flowers and plants, a figure fell on the ground, and above it was a terrifying creature exactly like himself.

"Puff." A puff of blood flew up and hit the stems and leaves of the flowers and plants. Pull out a long slurry.

"Hansa, it's Hansa." The mole man was frightened. At the other end of the line of sight, his companion was being fixed on the ground by the stubby and sharp front paws, and the horn-like chisel teeth extending from the neck went from top to bottom, directly opening his chest.

The blood gushes out like spring water, along the belly, along the chest and abdomen. The flow is everywhere. The colorful internal organs were arched by the deformed jaw, then chewed and swallowed. Hansa's whole body convulsed constantly, and the blood plasma was like a stream of insufficiently pressured water, bursting out of his sore throat, accompanied by body convulsions. It drips down the corner of the mouth.

It's too miserable, it's too miserable, the man with moles almost collapsed, where did this thing come from? Where did it come from!

As a shadow approached, he smelled a stench. Then, I felt a chill in my throat, and the blood shot out reddened the monster's ugly face.

"Grumbling", the blood gushing from the neck flows back into the trachea along the throat, and the stress response of the respiratory tract squeezes the blood out, spraying out from the broken throat like a spring.

He wanted to scream, he wanted to call for help, but when the words reached his throat, he only exchanged for a spurt of blood.

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From the two guards being thrown down by aliens to death, the whole process only took a short ten seconds. The snipers on the roof couldn't help but stunned slightly because they couldn't distinguish the situation below.

When they heard the guards' howls and were about to shoot and kill the two gray shadows, suddenly, a golden and blue intertwined light appeared in the corner of their eyes. Then, they only felt their heads light, and their eyes swayed violently. In the rapidly rotating vision, the neck wound of a headless body sprayed a stream of blood upwards.

The bright red instantly dyed the clothes, the walls, and the gun body.

Behind the headless corpse stood an outlier wearing a golden battle armor, a little bit of plasma splashed on them, and it was directly evaporated. And the lightsabers in their hands, verdant like the sea, immersed like fire, looking from a distance, they are unrestrained, like a dignified god.

However, this exclamation only lasted for a moment and was surrounded by boundless panic. The headless corpses, soft on the eaves, and blood flowing down the wall like a waterfall, are so familiar, they seem to be themselves, like their bodies.

The field of vision is spinning, blue sky, white clouds, flowerbeds, stone roads, shining silver walls, and blood, sticky and stenchy blood. They want to wave their hands, they want to twist their bodies. However, everything was in vain, and the only response was the dull sound "Boom!" from the heavy object falling on the ground.

This scene is slow, but in fact it is only a moment. When the puppy threw down the mole man and Hansa to bite, dozens of blood flying heads fell from the roof, like a leather ball, Gu Lulu rolled out so far, staining the floor with blood red.

The muscular black man was shocked, and the faces of the guards next to him changed drastically. The hands holding the gun were shaking violently, and his face was pale without a trace of blood.

"Help...Help." A guard yelled uncontrollably while stepping back.

More than a dozen **** heads fell on the ground, and flesh and blood flew across the grass, like a **** asura field. The miserable scene at the scene almost bluffed his courage.

"Pa-ta." He staggered, and he fell to the ground, and then he heard a scream in his ear. He looked back suddenly, and an ugly beast head appeared in his vision. The viscous saliva ran down the gap between the rows of sharp canine teeth, dripping on his forehead drop by drop.

"Shoot...Shoot..." The black man finally came back to his senses, and fired rows of bullets at those aliens in gold armor on the roof. It's useless, everything is in vain, just like the blood, the bullet quickly melts on their body surface, turning into bursts of green smoke, disappearing.

"Wh... what's going on?" He couldn't understand, he couldn't understand anything. "This must be a dream, all of them are fake, all of them are fake." He shot frantically, and bullets splashed on the fanatic's plasma shield.

"Boom, boom..." After killing all the snipers on the roof, one after another enthusiast jumped off the roof.

The black man was scared, and he began to step back, step by step. Up to now, he can only hope in the defense robot.

By his side, the 2 defense robot has adjusted its attack angle, the cannon is raised, and the bullet is loaded.

However, just as the cannon turned and the rain of light spread, a shadow on the other end of the line of sight flashed, and the golden armored warrior suddenly disappeared. Then, a cyan brilliance moved from far to near, leaving an afterimage in the air. In an instant he bullied his side.

He saw a touch of light, a touch of blue light, and the blue light filled with Yan'er. It cut through his chest so easily, pierced the heart, and brought up a cloud of scarlet blood.

"Puff." The black man fell to the ground. The flash of the defense robot's dual-arm machine gun illuminated his blood-stained face. Suddenly, a "silver wire" surrounded by electric lights flew by and hit the robot's shoulder with a "du".

"Boom..." A strange noise came out, and the upper body of the defense robot twitched a few times, lowering its body with a "buzz," and it became a crash state.

His consciousness gradually blurred, and at the moment of death, he saw a blue flash of light passing by his body. Behind him, the machine gunners hiding in the bunker screamed.

The battle in the backyard was one-sided. Under the attack of enthusiasts with "charge" skills, these militants were unable to even fight back, so they were completely swept away by the psionic blade. As for the six defensive robots, they overloaded their internal circuits under Tang Fang's shots, turning them into piles of steel trash.

It took less than a minute from the puppy to fall down on the mole man, UU reading to the fanatics solving the machine gunner in the bunker. When the militants in the warehouse reacted, the fighting had ended outside. Of course, they didn't know this, because the surveillance system suddenly failed for unknown reasons, and the screen was completely white.

Wembley's face was gloomy, he didn't know what was going on outside, but the screams of his companions were kept in his ears.

"McCarthy, Bruce, go and watch the'goods', Ellis, go and call Kingsley and them to get up. The others will follow me, I want to see, who in the world has eaten the ambition of the leopard and dare to come here to go wild. "The naive Wembley believes that even if the outside companions are invincible, they can barely block the enemy's attack, because there are defensive robots, and ordinary firearms can hardly cause effective damage to them. Unless the use of rpg, high-explosive grenades and other heavy weapons with armor-piercing and powerful shock effects. However, judging from the sparse gunshots outside, the enemy has no such weapons at all.

The entire warehouse is divided into 3 parts, next to the side door, the prison area where the "cargo" is stored, the rest room on the second floor, and the connecting corridor leading to the backyard computer room.

Wembley is very smart. He didn't walk through the front door. That would be a living target. If he rushed out of the humble computer room, he would surely kill the enemy by surprise.