Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 29: Leap attack

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Zhou Qingfeng suddenly jumped out of the stairs, which was too unexpected for the kidnappers. No one expected that he would take such a risk, so it would be meaningless to jump out and look at it. Except for being handsome, he was just playing like a target.

The leading kidnapper admits the suddenness of Zhou Qingfeng ’s move, but when he saw the figure of Zhou Qingfeng's, he was not afraid, and he even secretly hid. Because the space inside the staircase is limited, at most 0.1 second, Zhou Qingfeng will hit the wall opposite the staircase, and it will not be finished without hitting him.

And what can you do at 0.1 second? In the leap mode, you can't even aim!

Seeing Zhou Qingfeng leap out, the only thing the three kidnappers behind the corner did was lie down. Just lie down to avoid a few bullets that may fly around, and then watch Zhou Qingfeng hit his head dizzy, and then shot him to death. It's that simple!

But the three kidnappers are wrong, Zhou Qingfeng is not simple, ‘As Quick as Lightning’ ability is not simple. In the eyes of the kidnapper, Zhou Qingfeng flew to the wall for a moment, but under the attribute of Zhou Qingfeng always preempting the attack, he was extended for more than a second at that moment. This method of attack can only be done by him.

Zhou Qingfeng saw the formation of the three kidnappers, the expression of their astonishment, the three muzzles pointing to the stairs, and the sight of any direction they might have emerged.

But the three kidnappers didn't expect Zhou Qingfeng to leap out after jumping, how much they raised their heads to show a surprised expression. Although the Zhou Qingfeng was flying in mid-air, under the action of more than a second won by the preemptive attack, the muzzle was adjusted to secure the three of them in the crosshairs.

In fully automatic mode, the theoretical rate of fire of the M4A1 exceeds 700 shots per minute, and a dozen bullets are ejected in one second. Zhou Qingfeng pulled the trigger in mid-air, and the kung fu thirty-round magazine was empty in a flash.

At such a distance of two or three meters, thirty hot projectiles spread out within a half-meter range. Not waiting for any response from the three kidnappers, these deadly high-speed bullets have all been sprayed on them.

In the flash of Flintstone, Zhou Qingfeng emptied a magazine, and the three kidnappers across the road were also killed and injured. The effect of the preemptive attack was just over a second, and Zhou Qingfeng also hit the wall of the corridor.

Bumping into it, and falling with a thump, this time it hits and falls again, but there is nothing false at all. In order to survive in death, Zhou Qingfeng can be described as a bump on his nose and his face, and his skeleton is painful.

Zhou Qingfeng throws away the M4A1, which has no bullets in his hand, and struggles to stand up. When he pulled out the Glock 17 again and aimed at the three kidnappers, he saw that the three people on the opposite side were all in the pool of blood, and he risked a blow with a blow.

Among the three kidnappers, the lead one was shot the most, but he was not dead yet. This guy seems to be wearing a soft body armor, which can resist the shooting of pistol bullets, but can not resist the more powerful 5.56 mm SS109 rifle bullets.

Zhou Qingfeng could see that the leading kidnapper had two blows on his stomach and one shot on his chin. The entire mandible was broken and broken, and blood gurgled from his throat. He fell to the ground, staring at Zhou Qingfeng with dignified eyes, as if to feel incredible about how he was knocked down!

One of the kidnappers in the back was hit by a bullet, but the head was hit by a bullet. The skull was beaten into a colander, the brain tissue of Baihuahua was sprayed at a distance of four or five meters, and the entire fire stairs were full of **** smell.

The last kidnapper was shot in the hands holding the gun. A bullet hit his left hand, hitting his arm with bones and bones in two quarters. After the bullet broke into a dozen pieces and shot into his right hand, the entire elbow joint was almost cut into a bone stick by sharp high-speed fragments.

In the end, the kidnapper's hands were discarded and he has lost his fighting power. But he was the least injured. He climbed up, turned around and ran away. Zhou Qingfeng stumbled to his feet and chased him with a pistol.

The two stumbled and chased in the corridor, and finally returned to the negative three floors of the underground parking lot. The kidnapper who ran ahead ran open the fire door of the fire escape, but the overwhelmed Zhou Qingfeng kicked his back and kicked a dog to chew on the ground.

And Zhou Qingfeng, who was following him, saw a scene that made him tear apart. Outside the fire door, the little boy named Ronnie fell to the ground with a gun in his chest. The child's innocent eyes opened to boss, and the childish little face still had the pitiful expression of crying, exactly the same as when he left.

Seeing the child ’s body, Zhou Qingfeng felt an uncontrollable anger burst from his chest. He rushed to the grounded kidnapper violently, stepped on his crippled right hand, and stepped heavily on the curse: Why are you killing this child?

This child is at most eight or nine years old, and he cannot possibly hinder you. Even if you look at him obscurely, scold him a few words, kick him a few feet, beat him a meal. Why kill him, why kill him? He is just a child, a child who wants to find his mother! "

The anger of Zhou Qingfeng's is like a lava eruption, and the anger splashes like flames. Every time he stepped on the foot, the crippled kidnapper would scream out mournfully. After a few passes, he even removed the right hand of the crippled kidnapper.

The huge pain caused the crippled kidnapper to just die, he rolled on the ground and shouted: "The child's cry is annoying, so we killed him at will. If you want to avenge him, just Kill me, kill me! "

"Want to die? It's not that easy." Zhou Qingfeng hated this group of kidnappers at the moment. He raised his hand and pointed at the thigh joints of the disabled kidnappers for several consecutive shots, until the flesh and blood of his two thighs were blurred and bleeding continued , "Scum, slowly enjoy the taste of death."

Leave the crippled kidnappers waiting to die on the ground on the third floor. Zhou Qingfeng found several magazines from his body, turned around and left. He returned to the corner of the corridor where the fighting took place, and obtained the magazine and gun from the other two kidnappers, and a sheathed military knife.

The kidnapper whose jaw was knocked off has only one last breath, watching Zhou Qingfeng touch away useful things from him, but nothing happens. Zhou Qingfeng was too lazy to waste ammunition on him, and ran away after it was cleaned.

However, when leaving, the radio on the kidnapper rang. Zhou Qingfeng hesitated for a while, and then heard that the guy named Locke was asking why his Zhou Qingfeng had not been killed? He picked up the walkie-talkie slowly, pressed the talk button and said:

"Locke, I remember your name is Locke. Your men can't answer you anymore. I just killed four. In addition, I killed two serious injuries before. You have already handled seven of my men. I I want to ask, how many more men can you send to die? "

Zhou Qingfeng's's voice is indifferent, indifferent, but full of murderousness. There was a sense of indignation in his chest, which even overshadowed his fear of kidnappers and death, allowing him to confront the enemy head-on.

"Locke, do n’t you want to play cat and mouse games? Although come on, I am also very interested in your head now, I will find you, and then take your head off your neck as a Kick the ball. "