Chapter 384: The Great Innate Grandmaster Breaks Out
The retreat route planned in advance allowed him to quickly jump to the roof to get rid of the chasing soldiers who were shooting.
Li Mu didn't expect that his identity would be exposed so quickly.
However, the harvest from this trip has been huge.
No one could imagine that Li Mu could be so bold and powerful.
Is this the King of Soldiers who was killed in a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood?
In order to create as many opportunities for Mu Wanqing to escape, Li Mu was killing as many militants as possible.
He did not flee too far immediately, but stayed nearby to attract the enemy's attention as much as possible.
The alarm was sounded again, and Li Mu just jumped from the roof to a street after walking through several blocks. The running patrolmen were stunned. When they saw Li Mu's face clearly, they almost couldn't believe their eyes!
Who is this bloody man in front of me?
"Is this... the boy pretending to be a special envoy?" one person asked tentatively.
The man who looked like the patrol captain shouted: "Who else could it be? Why are you still standing there? Let's go together and kill him!"
More than ten steps away, everyone shouted excitedly and rushed towards Li Mu. Li Mu turned his head and threw the ax in his hand violently. The ax handle was spinning wildly in the air, and it hit hard across the distance of more than ten steps.
It hit the head of the patrol captain who was the first to rush forward.
Almost the entire blade of the hand ax was buried in the head of the patrol leader, without even a drop of brain being ejected.
The other patrol members were stunned when they looked at the captain who fell to the ground.
Before they could react, Li Mu picked up a double-barreled hunting rifle and fired at the armed men in the alley!
There were two gunshots, and a large number of iron sand bullets exploded at close range. The two militants flew backwards in an instant, and their whole bodies were shot into sieves by the iron sand bullets.
At close range, this extremely slow-loading hunting rifle is so powerful that it is almost unstoppable.
"He's seriously injured, and the shotgun is slow to reload. Don't be afraid, brothers. Killing him will be a great achievement!" Behind the patrol, an unknown person had the courage to roar, and some of the armed forces had retreated.
The members suddenly became energetic, gritted their teeth and continued to charge forward.
At this time, we were already in close combat.
An armed man held a gun with a bayonet and stabbed Li Mu fiercely.
Li Mu dodged and passed the bayonet hanging on the gun. He held the bayonet under his arm. At the same time, the two large lead bullets on the bullet belt were caught in Li Mu's hand. The hand that grabbed the gun flicked back.
, the barrel of the double-barreled shotgun folded open in an instant, Li Mu's two fingers were like butterflies piercing flowers, and the loading action was as if he had practiced it thousands of times. It was filled in an instant, Li Mu shook his hand again, and the magazine was closed again.
Almost in the next moment, he loaded the gun, aimed and fired in one go, and the long fiery snake spewed out from the muzzle again, and the hot lead blasted two more people away.
He just walked forward step by step, spraying a group of people with iron sand, then ejected the shell again, loaded it again, reset it again, loaded it again, and aimed again...
Five or six shots fired like tongues of fire, and in a blink of an eye, only the last guy among the dozen or so people who was shouting at the back was left.
He tried to escape, but ended up stepping on the corpse and sitting on the ground. He kept moving his body backwards, his pupils shook violently, and he shouted tremblingly: "Don't kill me, don't kill me, don't kill me..."
The Heijunjundi double-barreled shotgun had been fired too many times, and the barrel of the gun was now as hot as iron felt. When it was pressed against the man's forehead, it suddenly made a hissing sound.
However, the man did not dare to dodge at all, for fear that if he made too big a move, Li Mu would pull the trigger.
Putting the muzzle of the gun against the man's head, Li Mu leaned down and said softly: "You want to kill me to achieve great merit? Great merit is not that easy to achieve, right?"
Hearing Li Mu's words, the man cried with snot and tears. He cried and said: "I won't stand up anymore. I won't stand up anymore. Brother, please forgive me. I will be a good person..."
Li Mu slowly moved the barrel of the shotgun away from his head, and saw a figure-eight red mark on his forehead.
"Stop howling, I won't kill you." Li Mu put the shotgun back on his body and said to him: "Bring a message back to Zaka, saying that tonight I will personally come and chop off his head.
.Remember?”
The frightened guy nodded desperately, and after getting Li Mu's permission, he ran back in a mess.
The sound of alarms was everywhere in the village. Li Mu was covered in blood, and the loud sound of the double-barreled shotgun attracted waves of armed men to come here.
However, Li Mu did not stand still in one place.
Every time he takes action, he will quickly use his flexible body skills to escape from the scene, and then find the lone patrol team to kill again.
It is precisely because of Li Mu's actions that the Zaka Group deeply realized how terrible the revenge they received after they offended a special forces king.
Sneak attack, discharge a black gun, go around the back and wipe the neck, or jump from the sky and strike quickly with a knife...
Throughout the morning, the armed men sealed off the entire village and surrounded and suppressed Li Mu. However, they were unable to catch each other. Instead, several patrol teams were killed by Li Mu.
After a few times, the well-educated militants began to gather and pursue Li Mu.
Li Mu didn't know the condition of Mu Wanqing and others at this time. All he could do was attract firepower and kill as many people as possible.
The armed men who had been waiting all night were already exhausted.
Li Mu came to make trouble early in the morning, which made them extremely exhausted both mentally and physically.
However, the ferocious militants were not easy to deal with. In order to compete for the position of village leader, several leaders personally led people to madly encircle Li Mu in the village, and finally allowed them to surround him on the roof of a residential area.
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Li Mu was indeed tired.
His intense mental concentration, as well as his frequent escapes and killings, consumed a great deal of his physical energy.
The pain accumulated from many struggles and the violent breathing reminded Li Mu, who was running and jumping rapidly on the rooftop, that he needed to rest, and his heart needed to rest!
On top of the house, Li Mu grabbed a clothesline and quickly slid to the roof of another building. The militants behind him tried to imitate it, but Li Mu cut off the rope just before he slid halfway.
He screamed and fell down.
However, before he could continue to rush forward, seven or eight armed men rushed up from the roof of the small building where he was, and the pursuers behind him also began to surround them.
Li Mu squatted motionless behind a water tank with his hands on his knees. The leader of the militants quickly signed in sign language, signaling for two groups to outflank Li Mu, one on the left and the other on the right.
At this moment, Li Mu suddenly moved. He jumped out of the water tank, stepped forward, and almost slammed into the crowd of militants surrounding him in a helpless manner. The double barrel in his hand
The shotgun was fired at close range, and a large number of iron sand bullets were like pear blossom needles in a rainstorm, forming an explosion fan and hitting several people.