"Bang!"

Finally, the commandos were used to use the PK97 heavy shotgun to come up, and several heavy shotguns in front and behind were crackling and slamming into the entire corridor.

The figure who was moving and changing shape could not avoid it. Fang threw away the raised corpse. As soon as his body disappeared, he was hit by a random gun, as if the driving vehicle had stopped abruptly.

"Okay, that's the opportunity!"

Drake's trembling voice due to shock and fear couldn't help but grow a little louder.

Of course, the ATE commando would not miss this opportunity. The PK97 heavy shotgun fired at the figure one after another. There was no need to change the bullets after shooting, and someone would add it later.

"Chen Ju"'s body was shocked and staggered back. Taking advantage of this opportunity, someone immediately Schwarz     05                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           

The gunshots finally stopped.

The members of the ATE assault team held their breath, and the fear just now could not be suppressed, and their hands holding guns were trembling constantly.

They can face the most vicious criminals in the world, but they never thought that one day they would face, and the enemy they were very reasonable.

Even humans may not be.

The white corridor was already stained with blood, and a large number of corpses were lying in front of the corridor, without even gasping and screaming. The cold corpses could still be talked and laughed half an hour ago, but now, they have lost 12 companions forever.

"Shit..."

The radio sent Drake's orders through the combat headset.

The two commandos in front suppressed their extreme fear, held the shotgun in hand, slowly moved forward a little distance, and began to raise their hands to target on the ground, pulling the trigger continuously.

Each shotgun hit, which could make the motionless target shake a few times, and the entire back of the body was smashed by the shotgun, making it bloody and bloody.

Three consecutive rounds of shooting, as if the behavior of "abuse" the corpse finally stopped.

Finally dead?

The remaining commandos couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but in the command hall on the eighth floor, Drake, Shiver and others did not relax. Gibson couldn't help but speak: "Is he dead?"

Before this, Gibson's words would definitely attract ridicule. He was shot in several magazines by a carbine, and was shot three times in a row by a heavy shotgun at the corpse. He would definitely die in a bulletproof vest.

But now, no one will laugh at his careful question, because everyone has similar thoughts, this should be dead, right?

Drake was unwilling to pay attention to Gibson's words. He was filled with fear and anger at this moment. Nine people in one group, and Group A was completely destroyed. The postponed was in case Group B was beaten half-disabled, but Group C was still intact. In order to deal with one target, ATE used three groups and it was so incredible that it was extremely difficult.

Even if you are careful in advance, you still miscalculate.

"Wait... don't touch the target's corpse first, let your person retreat first."

Shiver said suddenly.

Drake frowned and looked at her.

"The casualties that cannot be expanded any more..."

In fact, no one in the assault team under the corridor dared to approach, and the PK97 shotgun in her hand was still aimed at the target.

But when Schiffer asked Drake to order the person to be evacuated first, before he finished speaking, the "target corpse" lying on the lower floor suddenly changed rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, the bloody "corpse" suddenly ejected to the two commandos in front of the front. This made it impossible for people to react nervously. Before the "corpse" grabbed the shotgun, and with a backhand, he broke the commando's arm, and then pressed the commando's fingers and pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

The muzzle hit the commando's jaw. With a shot, his brain was directly penetrated by the impact of the bullet. The blood mist and the flying skull fragments flew everywhere, causing a large number of commandoes who were still confused behind him to become "blood chickens".

The physical reaction was still before the thinking reaction, a commando was killed by a headshot. The commando next to him subconsciously wanted to divert the gun, but what he looked at was another black gun that exuded the breath of death.

"Bang!"

The corpse fell down weakly, and the wall behind him was covered with sputtering blood.

"Swoosh!"

The target's figure was so fast that it was terrifying that the resurrection from the dead was no longer the focus of many commandos' thinking, and the arrest of the target was not what they thought. Their only thought now was that they had no.

His mind was blank, and the commandos in front were still shooting in horror to try to stop them, but the commandos behind him were in black, and a figure climbed from the ceiling and landed from the sky to the middle of their team. He was holding a handful of Schwarz     05     Mod.

A terrifying blow came suddenly, and a shuttle of bullets aimed horizontally at the commandos behind and swept away, but almost accurately aimed at the face without any cover. Without even screaming, five or six commandos fell down in succession like cutting leeks.

The only seven commandos left were still in front of the figure and the other half were still in the back. The order to evacuate came from the headset, but they could no longer execute such orders.

Seeing his companions fall down one by one, the target is safe and sound like an undead monster. Even the elite among the elites cannot withstand this unprecedented pressure. The remaining ATE commandos can no longer care whether they will accidentally hurt their companions. They pulled the trigger and shot at the moving figure at the high-speed.

However, it has no effect. In such a small space, it is the most favorable home court for "his". The figures flashing in the corridor can travel around the ceiling, walls, and ground anywhere, while the human naked eyes cannot catch up with it. They are often still looking ahead, but the figures fall behind, and then even the cervical spine is instantly broken.

The evacuation order from the commander was transmitted from the headset less than ten seconds.

The whole corridor became silent.

The last team member who had his throat broken, Guluguguru spitting blood foam lay weakly on the ground, watching the terrifying figure disappear and gather into a physical body, and slowly walked over.

With the last strength, his eyes blurred as the figure passed by, and the team member pulled the safety plug of the grenade.

"boom!"

The last scene of the surveillance camera was left with only the cracks and smoke rising from the explosion vibration in the corridor.
Chapter completed!