Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 1271: Unscrupulous

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In the dark, a warm liquid splashed onto the security chief ’s face, reached out, and a **** smell came from his nose. The gun in his hand was quickly turned over, but he dared not to fire—because he could not see anything, the security personnel in the central control room became blind.

"I really admire your ability, and rely on just one sentence and surveillance video to infer the correct answer." A mocking voice sounded in the central control room.

This time the security chief fired in the direction of the sound, banged several shots, and other security personnel also followed. However, after the gunshots, heavy objects from several directions fell to the ground.

"Wanason, ..." The head of the security shouted a few of his men's names, but on one side, only one person answered, and the others were silent. He quickly continued to shout: "Wanason, close to me."

But even Vanathan did not respond.

The death came too suddenly, and the central control room was filled with a terrifying atmosphere. Someone stumbled towards the door, but quickly shouted, "Head, the door is locked."

Someone tried to contact external support, but quickly shouted: "Head, no signal. Wired and wireless communications are cut off."

There are also people who feel dangerously approaching, firing to the side desperately, slamming gunshots, making others lie on the ground to hide.

The security chief did n’t stop the shots. He hoped that the enemy who sneaked into the central control room would be as scared and embarrassed as he was, so that he would have a chance. The security officer who fired indiscriminately shot a magazine, but a drunken, choking groan sounded as if he was in a suffocating pain.

Cutting the throat ..., the guy who breaks in likes to cut the throat!

"Mr. Lin Sen, is it really you?" The head of the security team hopes to delay some time. He wants to have a little dialogue, maybe he will have a chance to counterattack. "We have full respect for you, and we have no hatred. You are a respected star, why would you kill us?"

Slight laughter sounded in the darkness, as elusive as a cloud of condensed black mist. After the laughter, a voice said, "When you bully the weak, you never want to kill them, but now you have to ask me why I killed you? The answer is simple, I'm happy!"

As the time went by, the sound of the corpse continued to sound in the central control room. The head of the security guard listened cruelly. He could only offer his last move, find out his mobile phone to provide illumination in the direction of the sound, and at the same time the muzzle pointed to the past to fire. But ... what about people?

This faint light illuminates in the darkness, but it also illuminates most of the space in the central control room. The sound was clearly in that direction just now, and I could even hear the reverberation. What about people who can speak?

The method of using mobile phone lighting will undoubtedly make the security leader a conspicuous target, and the enemy who sneaks in will definitely find him. This was his desperate decision, but now he wanted to shoot without a target. His eyes looked left and right, and the muzzle pointed to any possible hiding place ...

No one can find anyone!

"Idiot, I'm right in front of you." A voice suddenly sounded.

The head of the security guard jumped to his throat, because the voice really sounded in front of him. He quickly pointed the muzzle pointing far away in front of him, but before the arm was retracted, he suffered a split palm, his elbow was broken, and the firearm fell.

The security chief wanted to retreat with pain, a strong hand grabbed his neck, and grabbed his body of hundreds of kilograms. He kicked with both legs, grabbed with both hands, swayed desperately, and finally made his eyes glaring out to no avail.

"Sometimes you gangsters are worse than the mastermind. Without your help, Hammandan's kind of garbage can't be done. Isn't it too late to ask for mercy? Go to hell."

The voice in the darkness was indignant, and finally violently smashed the security chief on the floor, bursting his brain.

To kill all the people in the central control room, the Zhou Qingfeng's figure emerges from the darkness. He destroyed all storage devices and backup data, and finally even blasted it with a few grenades.

And when Zhou Qingfeng kicked open the iron door of the locked central control room, the abnormality here has already alerted the manor security staff. Hundreds of sturdy security personnel 66 continued to pounce, blocking the corridor from the central control room to the outside world from multiple angles.

Speaking of security personnel, they are actually a group of well-trained professional soldiers. These guys who have mastered killing skills are rampant in the Middle East with power, magnifying the evil acts of the aristocrats who wantonly act magnificently.

Hundreds of eyes are staring at the exit of the central control room at this moment. They clenched their guns and waited for their target to appear. But wait ... wait for a long time without moving. Instead, a strange figure suddenly appeared behind them, as if the figure had passed through the barriers of time and space and was killed.

Everyone held their breath and waited patiently for these professional soldiers. Among these people, a heavy-armed brave man stood at the end holding an M134 revolver machine gun.

To be honest, the M134 is not suitable for the use of such powerful weapons. But Prince Hammandan felt that the weapon was powerful and demanded that his security personnel equip it. Now that the strong man feels that there are so many companions in front of him, it is absolutely impossible for his m134 to play.

The reloading machine gunner was holding the m134 at the end of the team, silently waiting for a dagger to pierce his neck out of thin air. The sharp blade swayed along with the situation, and chopped up his throat knot, and blood spewed out of the hole in the neck, and the swell came up to the ground.

The sudden attack was terrifying, but the machine gun man was not dead. His sturdy arms scratched to his side, trying to drag his attackers to him in a fierce and decisive manner. He wanted to see who had attacked himself, and also warned his companions in front of him.

The pull of the brave man failed, but he tried his best to grasp the iron pillar and could not move it. His body shook slightly because of the burst of power, turning his head to see a figure that seemed to be shrouded in water waves.

The dagger that shatters the throat is slowly withdrawn, the blood is lost, and the strength of the strong man is decreasing. He wanted to shout but couldn't make a sound, only his wide eyes slowly fell down. At the same time as he fell to the ground, the blood flowing out attracted the attention of the companion in front of him, and the strong **** breath was too pungent.

The security of a manor slowly turned back, and a shocking scene entered his brain—heavy machine gunner as a guard fell to the ground, a lot of blood flowed from his neck, and two heavy machines gunner His eyes opened unscathed, and he looked at himself so straight.

The more terrible thing is that the m134 equipped with the heavy machine gunner, five thousand bullet boxes fell on the ground, a twenty-kilogram gun body was grabbed out of thin air, six barrels were turning, turning!

This is to shoot!

The guard's security staff screamed out in a humorous voice, and he wanted to avoid it when he got up. But the m134 behind has spouted a storm-like bullet!

Six thousand shots per minute, all obstructions are gray.