Doomsday Game Online

Chapter 106 Chapter 106

Perceiving the disappearance of the cover, the ogre assassin immediately shrank his body and hid behind the corpse of the same kind.

Click!

Two bullets hit half of its exposed leg, breaking it.

The severe pain caused it to twist subconsciously, hugged his hands towards the broken leg, and his head rose again, coming out of the same kind of corpse.

Click!

The ogre assassin with a cracked brain no longer felt the pain of a broken leg.

At this time, more than 30 ogres from the south rushed to the third floor of the passage, rushing with their teeth and claws tens of meters away.

Link sneered, jumped, jumped out of the guardrail, and landed on the second floor with a bang.

Bend down and trot to the location of the ogre assassin who had just been killed, the A2 rifle clicked continuously, giving each struggling ogre head a shot.

After clearing up his worries, he immediately turned around, and there were already several ogres on the third floor of the passage that had turned over and jumped off.

Link stepped back, squeezing the trigger continuously.

The ogre that jumped down turned into a corpse in mid-air, and Bia kept falling onto the second-floor passage with a squeak.

After continuously turning five ogres into flying corpses, the magazine was emptied again, and Link also retreated to the pile of ogre corpses on the second floor.

While recovering their bodies, they changed into magazines.

Seven or eight ogres finally succeeded in jumping down, fell onto the second floor passage, and quickly approached him.

When the ogre at the forefront entered the ten-meter range, the bomb change was completed.

Ten bursts of rapid fire!

Da Da Da Da Da!

The heads of the running ogre group burst one by one, and fell to the ground. The distance between the two sides once again became more than 20 meters.

Subsequent ogres jumped down continuously, but did not give them too much time with precise flat A short shots, and they would fall on them after running a few steps.

A corpse fell ten to twenty meters from Link, and soon covered the ground.

Putting in the new magazine again, Link stepped forward to fill the gun and collect the body.

The remaining thirty ordinary ogres, three or four ogre assassins, and five puppet corpse dogs all arrived on the second floor, adjusted their directions and outflanked them.

Link squinted his eyes: “Interestingly, this ogre wizard is not low-spirited. It can already command ordinary ogres and assassins.”

I let go of the puppet corpse dog just now because it is not valuable and not so easy to kill.

It turned out that these puppet corpse dogs had been consciously leading the ogre group to surround him, apparently being manipulated by the ogre sorcerer who had not appeared.

But this guy is very cautious (counseling) and hasn’t shown a trace until now. It’s probably frightened by his marksmanship.

Sure enough, the smarter the guy is, the more awkward it is, and the ogre is no exception.

For example, the ogre wizard last night saw something was wrong and went to the dog and ran away. He didn’t have the habit of ogre to charge fearlessly.

Today this one is even more crisp, not even showing the face.

Link swept the area of ​​the hotel to the north with his gaze: But no matter how this guy hides, it’s more than trying to command the puppet corpse dog and the ogre group as thugs, and he won’t be too far away.

As long as these thugs are killed, the polished commander has few options.

After a few shots burned out the remaining bullets and replaced the magazine, the ogre rushing around was about to surround him.

Link suddenly jumped out of the guardrail and fell to the ground from the second floor. A Harley Fat Boy appeared under the crotch, refueled with his right hand and started, clutched with his left hand, and blocked at the foot.

Fat Boy made a dull boom and rushed towards the hotel to the north.

The surrounding ogre group paused, and immediately jumped out of the fence and jumped to the ground to chase it wildly.

But Fatty Harley is not a small yellow motorcycle. With its amazing horsepower, it accelerates extremely fast, and it is more than a hundred meters away from the ogre group in a few seconds.

Only the extremely agile puppet corpse dog followed.

Link paid attention to the movement behind him and slightly adjusted his direction.

There is an east-west toll gate for Highway 90 and a north-south Highway 31 staggered across, so more than a hundred meters northeast of the overpass is the Hampton Hotel.

A large area behind the Hampton Hotel has seven or eight other hotels of various sizes, a motor hotel, and a trailer housing park.

The ogre group is here, staring at the people hiding in these hotel buildings.

The hotels and hotels are all multi-storey concrete buildings. After the power outage, the people inside blocked and destroyed the stairs with various furniture and debris, and kept as quiet as possible, so that the ogre group did not attack.

Borrowing the Fat Boy motorcycle to accelerate the distance, he rushed into the building complex, Link walked through the building complex, his battle suit constantly scanning suspicious corners.

First of all, this place must be able to see most of the overpass scene, so it is not too low.

Secondly, it is not too far away from the overpass, probably only three to four hundred meters.

A range was locked in advance, and Link’s scan was very targeted.

When he approached the three-story Wyndham Hotel at the back of the Hamilton Hotel building, the puppet corpse dog chasing from behind was obviously something wrong, and it speeded up like crazy.

The Wyndham Hotel was originally one of the most suspected locations.

Link did not stop, but turned to the front of the car and rushed to the double-storey podium next to the main building of the Marriott Hotel further northeast.

When he approached the podium, he stowed his motorcycle, and the whole person accelerated forward a few steps by inertia, pedaling hard with his legs, and stepped onto the concave-convex gap of the decorative stone at the door of the podium.

Grasping the pedals, he rushed up to the second floor in the blink of an eye, followed the artistic iron railings outside the windows of the second floor, and climbed up to the top platform of the podium two or three times.

Turning over to the platform, the A2 rifle in his hand appeared and raised, turning his body more than ninety degrees, forming a standard half-kneeling shooting posture.

Fifty meters away from the muzzle was the Wyndham Hotel where the ogre sorcerer was located.

A few puppet corpse dogs came, instead of rushing, but stopped by the hotel, waiting for the ogre group that arrived one after another.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Link’s mouth: Come on, sneer! See if you show up!

The ogre group paused for a moment, waiting for the follow-up to arrive, and then more than thirty heads around one point, walked out from both sides of the hotel, and swarmed.

The faint click of the A2 rifle sounded, and the rapid burst of fire brought out a rain of blood in the ogre group on the left, and seven or eight ogres rolled all over the ground with the thumping bang.

The remaining twenty-odd heads spread even more severely, presenting a large semicircle surrounding the podium.

The muzzle of the A2 rifle was not impatient, and steadily fine-tuned, knocking down the seven or eight ogres on the left one by one.

At this moment, Link bends to his feet and starts to change bombs as he steps back, but his eyes are fixed on the edge of the podium roof.

Huh huh!

Three short black shadows jumped out from the edge of the podium roof almost at the same time, and rushed to the spot where he had just fired.

The A2 rifle in Link’s hand has been replaced with a magazine, and he pressed the release button of the empty position hang-up, and his half-bow body leaned back slightly, just adjusting to the shooting posture.

Ten bursts of rapid fire!

With the click, ten bullets swept out a fan and collided with the body of the three ogre assassins.

In the muffled sound, the three ogre assassins howled miserably, with two or three bullet holes on their upper bodies.