Apocalyptic Forecast

Chapter 1270: grey knight

"Mr. Willis, there seems to be someone else!"

In the scattered crowd, the two groups of people became so conspicuous, they looked at each other vigilantly, their eyes gradually cold.

"Leave them alone, if it doesn't get in the way, just let them go—"

The 'engineer' with round-rimmed glasses shook his head without hesitation, picked up the shotgun in his hand, his eyes were cold, and he announced to the left and right: "Today, follow the will of a lawyer, and bring destruction and despair to Er et al!"

"When the waves are approaching, you will know that the day of destruction is here!"

The fanatical people in black drew their weapons and rushed into the central guardhouse, shouting loudly:

"Seiya!"

"Azhao, wait, there seems to be another group of people!"

"Do not care."

In the hall, the locomotive whistled. With the crazy friction of the tires, the locomotive spun in place with the high-pitched neighing, driving the knight to turn around. From this not spacious space, the trigger was pulled in all directions.

Under the hood, Yuanzhao's eyes were indifferent: "We do ours!"

The gunfire spewed, and the bullet casings flew one after another and fell to the ground. The guards in exoskeleton armor died before they could even react.

But then, a piercing alarm sounded.

The wall shattered.

The modified giant hidden behind the hall, the steel reformer raised the heavy machine gun on his arms, broke into the hall, aimed at the attacker, and the barrel began to rotate.

The iron light formed a continuous line, like a red-hot iron whip, swept and waved from the hall at will, but it could not catch up with the locomotive that was constantly changing direction.

Under the knight's driving skills, as if defying gravity, he rushed up the wall, using the huge colonnade and stairs as cover, and galloped.

But when the tuner roared in anger, the roar of the engine fell from the sky.

like a cannonball.

After crossing the slight arc above the wall, the heavy locomotive had already risen into the air, smashed towards him, and fell.

The rushing wind lifted the knight's hood, revealing that indifferent face. When the heavy pistol was lifted, the blaster, which inherited the craftsmanship of the foundry, flew out of the barrel.

One flash, another flash, three flashes!

The three roars joined together, and the steel head was completely blown up.

Immediately afterwards, the falling locomotive collided with the out-of-control remodeler. When the explosives tied to the body were detonated, scarlet flame flowers bloomed in the spreading Foehn.

The burning gray knight fell to the ground, threw away the exaggerated pistol in his hand, backhanded, took out the submachine gun from the satchel behind him, and pulled the trigger toward the elevator that had just opened.

After a series of sparks spewed from the barrel of the gun, the screaming stopped abruptly.

The hall fell silent.

"Lobby, clearing is complete."

Yuanzhao turned back and said to the teammates who were catching up behind him: "According to the plan, Group C will install bombs, Group B will pay support and be responsible for the response, Group A, come with me—"

A series of crisp sounds of bolt pulling sounded.

The seemingly disorganized team split into three in an instant, sticking to the settlement, planting bombs, or following behind the original photo, following the stairs, straight up.

Disappeared in the sight of the observer.

Only the continuous reports, accompanied by the sound of gunfire, came from the communication.

"2f, breakthrough!"

"3f, break through!"

"4f, encounter a solid interception, southeast side, fire support preparation."

"Countdown, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1,!"

boom!

The fiery rockets flew from a distance, spanned a long distance, and hit the waist of the temporary headquarters of the Central Guard Bureau. The guards who occupied the land and waited for help all evaporated into dust in an instant.

In the violent shock, after the dust spread, a gray ghostly figure burst into the air.

Once again, the fire of death is sprinkled.

"That kid, isn't this quite capable--"

The last three held the binoculars and smiled happily.

If you look on the outside, you can see the intense gunfire that is constantly lighting up in the high-rise buildings.

Under the dim sunlight, the flash of light behind the shading glass circled upwards, advancing, leaving a mess on the ground wherever it passed.

Blood, dyes everything red.

And in the sky, whistling sounded one after another.

Shadows are rapidly magnifying.

The armed aircraft of the guard station was quickly returning to help, pulling down the altitude and almost flying over the head of the last three.

"Is it so arrogant?"

The lady who dyed her hair crimson tilted her head and hooked her hand to the side. Immediately, a subordinate delivered a 1.5-meter-long, 24-pound... shoulder-mounted rocket launcher.

At the moment when the piercing beeping sound came together, the flames of destruction flew towards the sky, rushing towards the aircraft that were evading urgently, and then blooming with dazzling petals.

"Hahaha, be energetic!"

She is obviously the backbone of the Social Security Bureau who claims to be mature and intellectual, but now she is like a little girl, dancing and whistling: "I like these big treasures left by Huai Shi more and more!"

At the same time, the explosion of the fire outside the window illuminated the last pale face in the corridor.

"Help, help."

secretarial clerk

Dear, this chapter is not over, there is another page ^0^ use it to crawl backwards and shout: "Help me-"

But soon, the soles of the gray knight stepped on his back.

trample!

Immediately afterwards, the overheated and red muzzle pressed against the back of his head, making a screeching sound.

"lead the way."

The original photo said, "Where is your chief?"

"me……"

The clerk was stunned, choked, and almost burst into tears. He could feel the muzzle on the back of his head moving slightly, as if his fingers were slowly pulling the trigger, and he couldn't help exclaiming: "Go left!"

In an instant, the muzzle was raised.

Then, he felt a hand pulling his back collar, dragging him, forward, through the complex internal structure, the Grey Knight moved forward, and the other hand raised his weapon, towards all those who stood in the way. , pull the trigger.

"Turn right, up, up—it's just ahead, just ahead, spare me."

The clerk cried, and the original photo broke through the last door.

Standing in front of the last corridor.

In the corridor, dozens of cold guards with identical faces raised their weapons, and instantly locked the face of the original photo.

In their eyes, a faint light shone, revealing their identities.

Conquer the Angels!

But now, just in front of their guns, Yuan Zhao looked at all this indifferently, indifferent.

In this way, he slowly released his hand, threw the clerk and the submachine gun in his hand on the ground, and finally took off the backpack on his shoulders.

He waved his hand to signal the people behind him not to interfere.

However, he slowly twisted his neck, soothing his somewhat stiff body, and hooked his fingers towards them.

He said, "Come and get enough."

From this brief silence of tension, scarlet appeared in those indifferent pupils.

The Rancher's Prey Blade, provoked.

From this unreasonable provocation!

Right at the front, the armored centurion raised his hand, signaled his subordinates to put down their weapons, and then threw the firearms aside.

With a backhand, he pulled out the long sword from his waist.

Step forward.

As for the original photo, he just bent down, rummaged through the satchel, and then found his own iron lance, pulled it out step by step, and assembled it slowly, not caring about his previous opponent.

boom!

The armor roared, and the speed of the centurion surged instantly. From the narrow corridor, a gust of wind blew forward and rushed forward.

The burly figure instantly engulfed the original photo.

Immediately afterwards, there was a sharp spear blade, without warning, pierced from behind his neck...

At the moment when the final thread merged, the two-meter-long Tezuruharazhao was completed in the hands.

Eye pupils lifted.

Then, it's over.

Absolutely, the process of puncturing cannot be seen.

It's just that between the electric, light and flint that is difficult to measure even for a moment, it pierces forward, and then, there is a **** gushing like a spring.

This is the perfection, reaching the realm of transformation, without a single thorn!

"Next!"

Before the fallen corpse of the centurion, the gray knight stared at the disturbing opponents, and suddenly said thoughtfully, "Forget it...you guys, let's go together!"

As if, for fear that they would disagree, the knight stepped on the pool of blood and moved forward, the icy blade of the spear rubbed against the stone and the iron, and in the high-pitched and sharp voice, sparks cracked.

Like a gallop, pushing the tip of the gun, straight forward.

towards their opponents.

From those raised muzzles, between dozens of bullets, suddenly, vertical and horizontal, roaring!

The iron lance on the ground bounced like a snake, and as he ran wildly, it fell into his hands, and then, waving itself, flew forward, and entered the crowd straight at the end.

In the wailing and neighing, constantly running through!

At that moment, the original photo that seemed to be flying close to the ground was already close at hand, with one hand holding the centurion's long sword, and the other hand pulling the dagger from the sheath around his waist.

Go forward, push out!

Behead!

Before the blood could spew out, the knight in gray had stepped on the shoulders of the dead man, flew up, and fell into the crowd. After discarding the long sword in his hand, he drew out another dagger again, facing the sides. sway.

Harvest begins.

The heavily guarded array just seconds ago has now become a cauldron of death.

In the turbulent boiling, the blood was like foam and water, splashing out continuously, sprinkled on the walls and the ground.

Stepping on the corpse under his feet, Yuanzhao moved forward, thrust the dagger in his right hand into the blocker's face, backhanded, took off the weapon in his hand, aimed it around, and pulled the trigger.

Potential like a broken bamboo.

When the riot of just ten seconds ended, the entire corridor fell into dead silence again.

Only the crisscrossed corpses were left, all over the ground, and the blood flowed out continuously, spread, and turned into streams.

At the end of the corpse, a line of scarlet footprints still stretched forward.

Finally, he dropped the dagger that had cracked in his hand.

The original photo opened the door in front of him.

In the office behind the door, everyone panicked suddenly, screaming and screaming, and the eardrums of those who were disturbed by the noise were aching.

Yuan Zhao frowned, looked around, and suddenly asked, "Who is the leader?"

one

Dear, this chapter is not over, and there is another page ^0^ time, everyone subconsciously looked to the back, where a pale middle-aged man opened his eyes wide, his lips twitched, and he opened his mouth to speak.

"I have something for you."

Original photo said.

He reached out, pulled out the pistol from the holster under his ribs, aimed at the unremarkable face, and pulled the trigger.

Bang!

Amidst the resounding bang, the gift was delivered.

Yuan Zhao took a step back, dropped a grenade, closed the door, and turned to leave.

Behind him, the subordinates splashed gasoline in an orderly manner, arranged explosives, cleared the residue, and at the end, ignited sparks, and in the diffused flames, continuous roars erupted.

Like the neigh of a dying beast.

The tall buildings collapsed, and countless smoke and dust rose from the tremors of the earth.

The loud noise reverberated, like a high-pitched cannon salute, echoing in the sky above the holy capital.

In the brief sluggishness, all the pupils watching were incredibly widened, hesitantly witnessing the fall of the Central Guard Station again, at a loss.

"It's a lawyer!"

In the dead silence, the frightened man cried out: "It must be a lawyer!"

"I saw it with my own eyes, it's a lawyer!"

The man who escaped from the surrounding ruins was panting, unable to calm down, crying: "The lawyer is back!"

The moment the cursed name was pronounced, everyone fell into a dead silence. Involuntarily, they took a step back, unable to breathe.

But then, what emerged in his mind turned out to be unprecedented excitement and excitement.

Soon, everyone could clearly see that a few days later, the flag belonging to the lawyer was slowly raised from the ruins of the guard house.

As a result, those empty pupils gradually lit up.

Expose, the brilliance of the beast...

Unable to bear, she revealed a smile of anticipation.

Those good days, once again, are back!

"A lawyer..."

"A lawyer!"

"A lawyer!!!"

This name ~lightnovelpub.net~ once again emerged from the forgotten corners, spreading at a terrifying speed in every corner of the holy city, in whispers, in frenzied shouts, in secret waves and calls middle.

It was as if an inaudible horn was being blown.

At that moment, from the fanatical calls and shouts of countless people, the shadow that once enveloped the entire Holy City returned again!

Surprisingly, our old friend in the fantasy area, the author of "The Embers", has opened a new book Liao~!

Speaking of which, he once disregarded the many tragic lessons in the post bar in the group, made a big wish to challenge the in-depth attack of the glue city, resolutely plunged into the assembly hell, and finally was defeated by the cold reality, and could only escape from reality by writing a new book... Now that the new book has been released, the Deep Strike may not be finished yet. I hope everyone will join me in the comment area of ​​"Endless Debt" and laugh at him.

(End of this chapter

Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^