the end of the heavens

Boom!Boom!Boom!Boom...

The howling rain of bullets hit, and the powerful firepower instantly suppressed Russell and couldn't raise his head. He only had a 9, and he was really helpless in the face of the well-equipped SWAT elite.

Russell didn't dare to delay after using the skill that hits every shot, for fear that the enemy would send a high-energy flash bomb towards his position.The powerful flash bomb with shocking effect is an essential weapon for special operations, and it only takes one shot to make him lose his combat effectiveness.

Looking around the generator, there was a lot of dust on the ground, and there was nothing there. Russell raised his eyebrows and took off his shoes.

In terms of sat, after losing one unlucky team member, a small team was responsible for suppressing firepower, while the rest began to outflank from all sides and approach the generator position.

"fire the hoe!"

At this moment, Russell shouted, and a dark shadow was thrown out, and the SAT players fell to the ground subconsciously.The moment they fell down, they regretted it. It wasn't a grenade at all, it was just a shoe.

"Fire, free shooting is allowed!!" The squad leader who threw himself on the horse party became angry immediately, and ordered to maintain the tactical formation, and anyone can fire freely.

Russell ran out of the Sat's encirclement with his cleverness, and tried to lure the group away, trying to keep them away from the house where Smith was hiding.

It's a pity that the squad leader is not a fool. They have rich experience and would rather expand the encirclement than let themselves fall into the trap of being attacked from behind.They didn't know that Smith was in a coma and only had Russell's combat power, so they were very cautious.

This gave Russell more time to breathe. His back was leaning against a dusty load-bearing wall, his heart was beating wildly, he couldn't adjust his breathing, and even the hand holding the gun was soaked in sweat.

Russell took a deep breath, opened the system interface again, and glanced at the 'skill card bullet time'.You don't need to think about it to know that the one-time skill is correct, but you don't know whether the bullet time is calculated according to time, or only one bullet can be fired.

Russell hesitated, and suddenly thought of the last character card available, a thoughtful flash of thought flashed in his eyes.

He has a plan...

"System, equip 'Character Cuswart', cover the character's skin!"

The host is equipped with 'Character Cuthwart', confirm that the character skin is covered, and the countdown starts for 180 seconds.

Almost instantly, Russell's physical appearance changed drastically, and his figure became taller. He also put on a SAT-style combat uniform that was enough to confuse fishing, complete with goggles and a helmet.

If there is any difference, Russell does not have a weapon in his hand, but still only has a 9.

Russell frowned, "Unlucky, it's only 180 seconds, how can I..."

Just as he was talking, Russell suddenly froze. He glanced at his arm holding the gun. He was stunned for ten seconds before he let out a strange laugh, "D, Hangby!"

The plan to penetrate into the enemy's interior was cancelled, and he was going to supernatural directly!

At this time, a commando with 4a1 was the first to discover the load-bearing wall where Russell was hiding. He made a tactical gesture, and under the cover of his teammates, he rolled over and appeared from behind Russell.

The commandos pointed their guns at Russell, looked at their equipment, and hastily raised the muzzle of their guns, cursing at the same time, "What are you doing, why don't you keep the formation?"

Russell turned around, held up the 9, and was about to shoot.

clatter!clatter!clatter!clatter!clatter……

Russell was hit by the rain of bullets, and the kinetic energy of the bullets carried him out, lying on the wall and shaking with limbs.

Two seconds later, the commando stood up, looked at Russell who remained nailed to the wall, and said in a low voice, "The target was shot down! Note, the enemy is wearing the same combat uniform as us! Repeat, the enemy is wearing the same combat uniform as ours!" Clothes!"

"Attention all teams, change the tactical formation, advance in team mode, search for the remaining targets, and kill them on the spot if found!"

Listening to the order from the miniature earphone, the commando responded and turned away to approach his teammates.Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something. The body that was shot did not bleed. There were only bullet holes in the walls and the ground without a drop of blood.

The commando wondered why the body armor was so powerful, and it actually blocked the rifle fire at close range, but he didn't take it seriously. Russell's bones must have been broken at such a short distance.

At this time, a pair of big hands clamped the commando's neck from behind.

Click!

Russell put down the commando's body, put the 9 in the holster, picked up the 4a1, reloaded a clip, and pointed the gun at a vague shadow on the wall.

"Undead + perspective + wall penetration + headshot, I can kill 100 and kill 0!"

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street diary

My goal in life is to become a little god at the age of 30, and now half of the goal is about to be achieved, almost thirty.

Chapter 18 Smith Carrot Upgraded Version

Bang!Bang!Bang!

In the factory, the sound of 4a1 firing kept ringing, and every time it sounded, a SAT team member fell down.No matter where they hide, no matter how strong the cover is, the bullet will go through everything and hit their heads firmly.

A SAT player clearly saw his teammate suffered a headshot and fell down, with the body at his feet. What made him unbelievable was that the bullet was shot from the steel plate behind him, which was at least 5 cm thick.

Bang!

A shot was fired, and the stunned team member fell down, and he didn't understand what happened until he died.

It is said that it is cool to hang up for a while, Russell said that this sentence is correct, it is really cool to hang up.So what about the famous sat, well-equipped, tacit cooperation, and excellent tactical literacy.

Russell doesn't even need to aim, just pull the trigger at the target position through obstacles, and the bullet will automatically correct its trajectory and headshot the target.

Russell secretly thought it was a waste, the ability of the 'character Cuthwart' is too powerful, it should be left to the killers of the Brotherhood to let them know what is the real hang ratio.The thought passed in a flash, he didn't have any other cards to use, and he wouldn't be able to live today without it, let alone the Brotherhood.

"Retreat! Repeat, retreat!"

Sat's three teams add up to 15 people. At this time, more than half of them have been lost. The team leader ordered to retreat. He didn't know where the enemy was.

The team leader dropped the smoke bomb and led the team to evacuate after the smoke filled the air. A scene that horrified him happened. The smoke bomb had no effect in obstructing the line of sight, and the team members still fell down one after another.

At this time, no matter how tenacious the psychological quality is, it is inevitable to breed negative emotions of fear. Under the shadow of death, the last three team members around the team leader frantically raised their guns and scattered them into the smoke, regardless of any orders.

Bang!Bang!Bang!

Three shots were fired, and the heads of the three team members exploded, and they fell straight down.

Only the team leader was left. He stopped his senseless escape and raised his gun to shoot wildly at the smoke.When one magazine ran out, he immediately replaced it with another one, holding the trigger firmly with his fingers until the magazine ran out again.

When the team leader put on the third magazine, there was some movement in the smoke, and Russell, who was wearing a SAT battle suit, strode out.

The squad leader secretly said God bless, he is not afraid of you showing up, but afraid of you continuing to hide.Raising the gun with both hands to shoot at Russell, the bullets hit Russell, causing him to step back step by step, and retreated directly into the smoke.

In the next second, Russell strode out again!

"Damn, what kind of monster is this!?"

The squad leader's spirit was already tense, and seeing this situation collapsed, he emptied the magazine with a loud cry.

A shuttle of bullets swept out, and because of the recoil, only a few hit Russell.He swayed and continued to walk towards the captain.Helmets, goggles, and masks, like the god of death whose face cannot be seen, spread a crushing fear and darkness.

Click!Click!Click!