"Outpost, outpost, this is the operations team, call back, call back."
"The outpost received it, the signal is very clear."
"Report the latest temperature monitoring situation."
"According to satellite remote sensing, the window temperature fluctuations are in line with the prediction model, and the fluctuation data are within the normal range..."
The technician in charge of communications was maintaining contact with the outpost in the largest ice vehicle.
Vaneljean had adjusted the position of the snowmobile and arranged it in a semicircle, taking a posture that was conducive to defense.
The four armed men who stayed behind have got out of the car, wearing snow and cold-proof equipment, and are guarding the surroundings of the convoy.
Varnell sat in the car and listened quietly to the conversation between the communication staff and the outpost, with a solemn expression. He even took out a cigarette to light it.
"Well, Mr. Varnell, inside the car..."
A technician next to me couldn't help but said half a sentence, but then he endured it.
Varnell glanced at him, patted the technician on the shoulder, and said calmly: "You don't smoke?"
"Uh, no smoking."
"First time on a field mission?"
"Uh... no, it's the second time." The technician was a little scared.
Varnell grinned: "If you have the opportunity to participate a few more times, you will understand that this kind of thing is pawning your head to Satan, and you will die at any time.
So, carpe diem, got it?
Do you want one?"
The technician hesitated for a moment, but Varnell smiled and shook his head: "Forget it, if you don't smoke, would you like to take a sip?"
He took out a silver flat wine flask and handed it to the other party.
This time the technician did not refuse and happily took it, and immediately smelled a strong and pure smell of vodka.
Vanel opened the car door and jumped out, standing on the ice sheet and smoking a cigarette.
The temperature was very cold, more than fifty degrees below zero.
But for a bear man who was born in Siberia, this kind of weather is just "a little bit cold", not to mention that he has cold-proof equipment, not to mention he is a capable person.
After smoking a cigarette, Vanel stubbed out the cigarette butt and stuffed it into his pocket.
At this time, the interior door of the car opened, and the technician inside also got out, and said with a smile: "Everything is normal at the outpost, the temperature fluctuations are very healthy, and maybe the window time this time will be a little longer than we expected...
"
At this moment...
Bang!!!
This voice came from the base!
After Varnell heard it, he reacted instantly, rushed over and pushed the technician back into the car, then rushed into the cockpit, grabbed the intercom and shouted quickly: "What's going on!! Nolan
!!Nolan replied!!”
(At this time, Chen Nuo and the captain's team were attacked in the warehouse area, and the two technicians went crazy and started shooting.)
After the contact was completed, Varnell had jumped out of the car again, and then quickly gave instructions, asking all drivers to turn around the convoy and be ready to retreat at any time.
"Check firearms! Check combat weapons! Be alert!!"
Varnell shouted loudly and directed the four armed men who were left behind to gather together.
"If something happens, we can rush into the base from here at any time to respond!
Check the ammunition, check the equipment!”
With that said, Varnell rushed to an external cargo bay, opened the door, and soon, he took out a big guy from inside.
A modified Gatling.
"Pack this thing up! Get ready!"
Vanel cursed and urged the armed men, and at the same time picked up the telescope and looked into the base.
"Nolan, Nolan, tell me, how are you doing there?"
Vanel was talking on the intercom when suddenly, he heard a strange voice in his ear.
It was like a roar of some kind of wild beast, the distance seemed very close, but it was very slight...
Vanel turned his head subconsciously...
Suddenly, there was a bang on the window glass of an ice car less than two meters away from where he was standing! A face inside hit the car window hard! Suddenly, the peculiar
The explosion-proof glass was so damaged that it cracked!
The driver inside had a ferocious face, twisting his body wildly, his eyes were severely bloodshot, and he was growling like a wild beast.
Vanel was stunned for a second...
“WTF????”
However, his many years of rich combat experience caused his body to retreat subconsciously.
At this moment, there was a bang! The door of the car was completely smashed open, and the driver inside screamed out!
A bear hug fell on Vanel's body, and his body movements were so fast and fierce that Vanel, as an ability user, had no time to dodge and was thrown directly to the ground!
Vanel felt that the opponent's hands were tightly clasping his chest like steel pliers. The fingers were so strong that they almost dug into his ribs!
What a lot of strength?!
Varnell was startled and struggled wildly, but the other party seemed to have gone crazy, and suddenly opened his mouth and bit Varnell's face!
Vanel held the other person's neck with one hand, preventing the other person from biting down. At the same time, his other hand desperately touched his body. He soon touched something on his waist.
It was a portable walkie-talkie. Vanel immediately grabbed it and stuffed it into the other person's mouth!
"Roar!~!~"
The crazed driver screamed desperately, and the intercom was bitten directly in the other's mouth. The bite force was amazing! But after all, human oral tissue is soft, and the driver's mouth quickly became bloody and bloody.
dripping.
But Vanel was surprised to find that the other party didn't seem to care about the pain at all, and continued to roar at him crazily.
The armed men nearby had already rushed over. One of them yelled and raised his gun and pointed it at the driver on Varnell's body.
"Let him go!!"
Just as the warning was shouted, there was a bang, and the door of another car next to it was knocked open. A crazy driver jumped out and threw the armed man to the ground!
Although the armed man struggled wildly, he was not a capable person after all. He could not resist the huge strength of the crazed driver. After being pinned to the ground... the crazed driver bit him on the neck. The armed man
With shrill screams, blood spurted out wildly, and his body trembled and twitched.
Bang!!
The other armed men opened fire directly!
Bang bang! Bang bang bang...
A flurry of bullets hit the mutant driver's body. The bullets directly penetrated his cold-proof clothing and body, and blood sprayed out.
However, the mutant driver struggled and jumped up, and flew towards the nearest armed man who fired the gun. Without waiting for the other person to scream or retreat, he faced the bullet and wrapped himself around him. He quickly trapped this guy with his hands.
neck.
There was a click and the neck was broken!!
Bang bang bang...'
The remaining two armed men screamed and backed away while continuing to fire.
Finally, two bullets hit the driver's head. One of the bullets directly opened the driver's skull. White and red sprayed all over the ground. The mutated driver O finally fell to the ground.
At this time, Varnell had finally overturned the mutant driver on top of him. With a standard tactical move, he turned over and got behind the opponent. With his arms in a cross position, he severely strangled the mutant driver's neck.
.
Card!
With his neck broken, the mutated driver finally fell down, but his body could no longer move, but he was still roaring, his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes, staring at Varnell with his teeth bared.
"What's going on!!" Varnell spat.
Of course, he didn't expect the other two armed men to answer him, so he just cursed in a vented manner.
"Everyone stays in the car..."
He was giving instructions loudly when he was suddenly stunned.
In the car of the mutated driver who just rushed out of the car door...
The technician who had taken the vodka bottle from him before was also in the carriage...
Vanel looked into the carriage...
The person has expired, his neck has been directly broken, and his body is slumped on the seat, with a trace of panic and confusion on his face that he has not had time to react to...
The wine bottle was left beside him.
"..." Vanel quickly picked up the wine bottle...
At this time, behind me... bang bang bang!
Gunfire rang out again!
What made Vanel's scalp numb was that the six drivers in the remaining six cars were already crazy, and two of them had already rushed out of the car door and rushed towards the armed men.
The remaining four were banging their heads against the car door fiercely, trying to rush out of the car!
The two armed men held guns and fired wildly, but these mutated drivers seemed not to be afraid of bullets or pain at all.
One of them faced a barrage of bullets, and his body was almost beaten into pieces, but he still rushed forward at an astonishing speed, knocked down the third armed man, and then quickly tore open the poor guy's arms with both hands.
The chest, cold-proof clothing and muscle tissue were unable to withstand his terrifying strength, and even the ribs were torn apart!
The last armed man roared in despair. After finishing the bullets in his hand, he turned around and ran away. He rushed to the door of a car, opened the door and got in. However, he was soon overtaken and he was pulled by both hands at the same time.
The leg was pulled out, and with a scream, it was dragged to the ground, and then it was torn to pieces in a bloody mess!
It wasn't that Vanel didn't want to save them, but he was too busy taking care of himself. Behind him, two more mutant drivers broke through the car door, jumped out, and then rushed towards Vanel.
The furry bear man turned around and ran away!
After running a few steps, he quickly grabbed Gatling in the cargo hold and carried it in his hand...
Turning around, looking at the two mutant drivers running towards each other, the furry bear showed a ferocious expression on his face.
“Go to hell!!!!”
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Buzz buzz... 'After Gatlin opened fire, the sound of dense bullets was like an amplified sound of a sewing machine.
The six-hole gun barrel rotated crazily, pouring bullets.
The first mutant driver at the front was quickly torn apart by the metal storm, and then the second person...