I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 1181: The power of a shot!

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Not playing? Did not shout?

Just watching there?

Brother Tiger looked blank and completely stunned.

Are they ... afraid of them?

However, just two seconds after the unrealistic idea came out, it was strangled by a loud craze.

Boom-

The endless roar came from a distance, as if a giant beast fell down, shaking the whole land, so that everything in the garage was shaking. That door, that table, and that person.

After half a minute, the "earthquake" subsided.

The younger brother who was standing next to Brother Hu climbed out from under the long table, staring blankly at the garage ceiling and muttered to himself.

"Earth, earthquake?"

"..."

Brother Tiger didn't speak, just stood there.

His face was full of panic and despair that had never been seen before.

The clothes, face, and hair, which were still clean, were covered with gray walls shaking from the ceiling at the moment. The figure looked both sad and haggard, as if a few decades old.

Just now, he suddenly remembered a legend.

The legend about the NAC order number ...

......

East Beijing, east of Qin City, a dazzling white light flashed away.

The mass of the 50-kilogram popped into the bore. The entire steel airship was under recoil and was slowly pushed back more than ten meters.

The distance of two hundred kilometers was fleeting, and the mass bomb hit the main building of Dongcheng Hospital without any errors.

"Boom-"

Just listen to a loud noise!

As you can see where the bullet was, the spider-like cracks spread out along the wall in an instant, penetrated inward, and then burst! The steel fine skeleton breaks inch by inch and collapses backwards along with cement debris. The whole building was pushed back by a big hand, and the avalanche seemed to fall backwards.

Looking blankly at the building trapped in the dust, Zhao Qiuran opened his mouth slightly, but this time he couldn't say a word.

After a full five minutes, the thick dust has not dispersed.

No need to doubt at all, no one can survive it.

Looking at the messy ruins and the dust that could not be dissipated for a long time, Jiang Chen's mouth slightly raised a playful arc, but he said to himself.

"Fifty-kilogram-quality bullet. Gee, I do n’t know if I can see it while standing on the Pan-Asian building."

Seeing that the thick dust had almost dispersed, Jiang Chen turned around and looked at the guards behind him who were rubbing their hands.

"Let ’s go, let ’s go in and see."

"Yes!"

The uniform roar.

Lu Fan beckoned. Nineteen guards behind him were divided into three groups. One team was in front of Jiang Chen, and the remaining two teams split into two waves. .

The six guards were in front of him, but Jiang Chen did not immediately enter the hospital, but gave Zhao Qiulan a glance.

"Can you use a gun?"

Recovering from the shock, Zhao Qiuran swallowed and nodded vigorously.

"Yes, of course."

Is this nonsense?

If you do n’t even use a gun, what kind of solo traveller?

Jiang Chen gestured to the guard next to him, pointing to the short-barreled submachine gun hanging around his waist.

The guard agreed to take off his secondary weapon from his waist and hand it to Jiang Chen.

"Next."

Hurry up to take over the weapons that Jiang Chen threw. Zhao Qiuran looked at the submachine gun in his hand, and then at him, his expression looked quite unbelievable.

"Don't you want to prove your worth?" Jiang Chen smiled and lifted his chin slightly towards the ruin. "Now I give you a chance."

Zhao Qiuran moved slightly and gave Jiang Chen a grateful look.

On wasteland, weapons mean trust, and giving weapons means approval.

Not much nonsense, Zhao Qiuran responded to this trust with action.

Pulling up the bolt, the eyes looking towards the Dongcheng Hospital regained their fierceness like a wolf.

This is her original posture, belonging to a solo traveler walking on the wasteland.

Looking at Zhao Qiuran, who was in his recovery state, Jiang Chen nodded in satisfaction. This is what he saw at the auction, and only such soldiers have the value of being collected. Previously, he was worried that he would scare her silly, but now it seems that he is too worried.

A rare person with mental ability, how could he ignore it?

It's just that this powerful solo traveler is often a double-edged sword. If you are not familiar with it, you will hurt yourself. Only with the grace and grace, let her recognize her insignificance, and willingly let go of her pride to sell her life, this double-edged sword can make it easy to cut.

......

The gun shots in the Dongcheng Hospital.

More than 500 marauders were mostly buried under the rubble.

And there are only more than one hundred marauders left, where is the opponent of the Marshal Guard of the NAC. Even if they luckily escaped because they were not in the building and faced with the guards who were surrounded by soldiers in three ways, these bandits who would only bully and be hard were beaten.

The power armor from the four DIYs is not useful at all.

A portable rocket flew away with white smoke, and soon blasted a pair of power armor that fired and fired on the front line.

Holding the submachine gun in his hand and using the bunker to flexibly advance while firing, Zhao Qiuran showed no less combat effectiveness than several personal guards.

Counting on Jiang Chen to take herself to Wanghai City, she is eager to show her value and is naturally very hardworking. This is a pain for the marauders who are hiding in the ruins. With the cooperation of mental concussion and spiritual imprinting enemies, Zhao Qiuran's marksmanship is really accurate and he can't raise his head.

The defeat of the Tiger and Wolf is determined.

Do n’t see anything. The predators, who had n’t had many disciplines, decisively chose to escape.

I do n’t know who started it, and soon a second deserter appeared, and with the second one, naturally the third one. In less than ten minutes, the recalcitrant predators who were still stubborn in the corner dispersed in a short time, facing away from the muzzle of the enemy, and the wolf cried and escaped with crying.

One foot stepped on the cement debris, and Lu Fan suddenly shot a few shots in the direction of the group of predators running away.

Seeing that he was no longer able to hit anyone, he put away his rifle and snorted at the cement pile next to him, scolding and cursing.

"A group of gangsters."

That's it, the battle in Dongcheng Hospital soon ended.

Simply cleaned the battlefield, and the three guards joined together on the lawn in the center of the hospital.

Looking at Zhao Qiuran standing beside him, Jiang Chen said.

"It ’s yours."

"Pack it on me."

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Qiuran closed his eyes.

The tentacles of spiritual power spread around and weave into a net.

Even if the vital signal shielding instrument is turned on, it cannot cover its own spiritual imprint.

Although her eyes are closed, it is clear in her mind at the moment. The spiritual imprints hiding in the dark, like a swaying candlelight, floating in the infinite darkness, there is nowhere to avoid.

Ignore the "candlelight" dying under the ruins.

Zhao Qiuran reached for a finger and pointed in the direction of the underground garage.

"There are about fifty people there."

Lu Fan gestured to the brethren beside him, and re-raised his rifle in the direction of the underground garage.

Looking at the garage underneath the Neike Building, Jiang Chen's mouth twitched a playful smile.

"It seems that we have to meet again."

I do n’t know if the two cats are still on the face of Brother Tiger. (To be continued.)