Doomsday Game Online

Chapter 66 Chapter 066 Cowardice? clever? Can’t live

“Opie, this way you are not satisfied, do you want to kill a few people to prove that you are more capable?” When he said this, Old Bull paid attention to the opposite.

Several swat players had short eye contact from time to time.

Bull’s heart was determined: Only a fool like Opie who doesn’t use his brain thinks that his men will follow him.

How many of the policemen and swat team members here have stayed because of their previous duties and loyalty? It’s not all thinking about holding a group to save their lives.

So who can lead everyone to live, who is the boss.

Opie, it’s dead.

Opie said with disdain: “You still like sophistry. Without your plan, we can already withdraw to a safer place on the periphery, rob a few supermarkets and gun shops. We have everything, and there will be no shortage of bullets. problem.”

Bull was full of mockery: “You don’t even dare to take advantage of the gap between the monsters being drawn away and drive in and pull out supplies. You really have the courage to retreat and fight with those outside? People have more guns and weapons than us. Now Bullets are not easy to kill monsters, but the efficiency of killing has not changed.”

Opie was speechless. He, who was mainly responsible for hands-on work, could not be the opponent of the half politician Boer.

“Grab him.” Opie lost his patience and beckoned behind him.

In addition to the two in the room, there are four swat players and six policemen.

However, the tactical level and weaponry of the swat players are a bit higher than those of the police. He doesn’t think there will be anyone on the other side risking his life to save Bool.

The smile on Bull’s face turned cold, and he nodded slightly, spitting out: “Resolve him.”

Snapped!

The pistol sound after the muffler was cut is still a bit harsh indoors.

Opie’s grin was still on his face, but the whole person fell to the side, and he didn’t know what happened to his death.

The swat team member who had been standing next to Opie silently inserted the pistol back, and did not look at the dead former boss.

Bull sighed: “If you are as brave as you think you are, then everyone still has a chance to make a living. Unfortunately, cowardly people can’t lead us to life.”

When the voice fell, the door was pushed open, and a low and muffled voice sounded: “No, in fact, smart people may not be able to live long.”

The four swat players facing the door reacted fastest.

Whether it was pulling out the pistol in front of their chest or raising the rifle they had re-handled, they all moved almost at the same time.

The six policemen with their backs to the door were noticeably slower.

When they drew their guns, they had to think about whether they were pointing at the “enemy a moment ago” on the other side or the person who opened the door behind them to speak.

For a rapid burst of up to ten bursts, the targets that are less than five meters away and clustered in two rows are simply living targets.

Ta Ta Ta Ta Ta!

The low jets sounded continuously, and the four swat team members gave priority to their heads, and there were two hapless policemen closest to the muzzle in the middle, and then the remaining four policemen.

The temporary meeting room turned into a messy horror movie scene, and the only remaining old Bull came back to his senses and quickly touched the pistol at his waist.

However, he has been in a high position for many years and has only used his brain but not his hands. His on-the-spot reaction is much slower than other police officers.

Link simply moved over the muzzle.

despair!

Old Bull, who had only succeeded in seizing power, went to see God with the defeated Opie.

Link walked through the conference hall, put all the corpses away, then turned around and started going downstairs.

He got in from the window on the second floor. Using the charging function, the two swat team members at the stairway were shot and disappeared without falling to the ground.

Both Old Bull and Opie, who were confident of succeeding in seizing power, both wanted to create established facts and then gather the rest of the people. As a result, the two of them joined their confidants and were caught by Link.

However, people on both sides could also feel that when their bosses went upstairs, the atmosphere was not right, and they gathered together.

Sneak attack? The monster will find a crowded place to attack, it must be the room where the bait is located.

Human sneak attack? There are soft persimmons everywhere, who will provoke them to this group of “excellents” when they are full.

This is why Link slipped in easily from the second floor.

When Link walked down from the second floor, the two parties who were whispering and confronting each other turned their eyes, and they couldn’t help being stunned when they saw his M65 jacket dressing-none of them wore this.

Fire in rapid succession and launch.

Ta Ta Ta Ta Ta!

Only six of the swat players were swept by the bullet rain, causing heavy casualties in an instant.

Link held his gun and turned his gun. The policeman with more than 20 people on the other side either got down or rushed to the nearest bunker.

Well, this is really CPD.

The money belongs to the police station, and the life is yours, not to mention that the police station no longer pays.

Of course, the Chicago policemen, who are good at defensive and never counterattack at will, give priority to keeping their lives.

The kind of sand sculpture that stood in place and drew a gun to fight back after the gun was fired, either died or was about to die.

Da Da Da Da Da!

The dull sound of jets rang, sweeping the place where the police were hiding, with debris flying everywhere, with bullet holes all over the place.

Several policemen who didn’t hide themselves crashed into the Universiade and screamed.

Link calculated the amount of remaining bullets and the cooling time of the skill, and after three seconds had passed, he launched a rapid burst again, shooting out 30 rounds of magazines in one breath.

After firing, the A2 rifle in his hand disappeared, replaced by two pistols belonging to the swat team.

He strode forward, pointing both guns at where the police were.

A policeman noticed that the gunfire had stopped, and quickly nodded his head, exposing one eye to observe the situation.

Happiness!

Three consecutive shots hit him, just through his eye sockets, and the police arrived facing up.

Others with the same mind no longer dared to probe, just raised their pistols and fired at Link’s presumably whereabouts.

But Link, who was striding forward, had moved about five meters to the side, and most of the bullets were far away from him. Only two or three very far away “revolving bullets” flew nearby.

Wearing a combat uniform, he was not afraid of this stray bullet at all. He strode to the side and launched a rapid burst of fire at a group of people who were squatting or climbing!

A series of gunfire sounded, followed by howls and begging for mercy.

Six of the remaining nine policemen were hit directly, and the remaining three completely lost the courage to resist.

Several people died as soon as the fire was fired. Who can stand this trouble with Fake!

Link glanced at them, twisted and raised his gun, and slapped the head of a severely wounded swat player.

Chicago HB (crab) T really “changed too much” and wanted to die with his gun.

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

The three swat players who did not have a head shot also received the same treatment as the macho teammates.

After solving this little hidden danger, and putting away the body, Link walked to the Chicago policeman who kept screaming.

After a few shots, no one screamed again.

The remaining three lucky ones who were trembling all had to raise their hands under the muzzle and walked out slowly.