God is Coming

The commandment building was dark and cold, and the hallway was already a mess. All the objects and equipment were destroyed. The bodies of several soldiers fell in every corner. Lights flickered in the hall, and several blown wires exploded with electric sparks.

There are two elevator doors at the end of the hall. At this moment, the reminder box shows the malfunction. Just now Chu Jun returned to a grenade, and even the elevator's outer door was shaken and deformed. How could it not malfunction.

Each room in the gate of the puppet building is a double-sealed door. It seems that even in the Blue Flag command building, oxygen is not always available. But here is at least a little different from other places. It seems that electricity is indispensable.

Elevator cannot be used, you can only go up the stairs if you want to go upstairs. Even if there is an elevator, Chu Jungui will not use it. In an environment full of enemies, using an elevator is equivalent to suicide.

He went upstairs and came to the second floor.

He walked through the sealed door and appeared in front of an open hall filled with tables and chairs, which looked like a cafeteria. However, Chu Jungui did not see the enemies he envisioned, nor did he ambush. Behind a door at the end of the cafeteria, only one person hid behind.

Xun Chujun returned to raise his gun and aimed, thinking about dropping the gun again.

I dare to come to ambush alone, either purposely or really stupid. Whatever it is, let's first take a look at what this guy wants to say. The steel giant Paramo has just caused a little trouble for Chu Jungui. The guy hiding behind the door doesn't know what kind of person he will be.

"It's good, you can still find me, it's a man who can kill Paramo."

Xi Chujun frowned, this voice of neither male nor female, this tone, this paragraph, I always feel as if I have heard and read it.

The door moved away, and a weird costume came out from behind. He had a ghost mask on his face, a thin body, bowed his waist, and his hands were almost over his knees.

He leaned back and stepped back, and returned to Chu Jun with an exaggerated etiquette, and then said, "I want to thank you very well and kill that nasty guy for me."

Xi Chujungui frowned, saying, "Is this the noble ritual of the Middle Ages?"

The other man raised his hands exaggeratedly and called out, "Ah! You actually recognize it, you actually recognize it! Yes, this is the nobleman's etiquette! Only the true nobleman can learn to be qualified to use etiquette! In the Middle Ages, this was three thousand The essence of civilization! "

"Those who use this etiquette ... these seem to have a history of less than three thousand years." Chu Jungui cannot remember wrong things like historical materials that will not change.

That person's laughter came to an end. He wiped his hands on his lower back, two strangely shaped swords fell in his hands, and danced out a piece of knife light, and then said, "I'm Sheila, Blade Dancer Sheila. I start to hate you now. But No matter why you come, what you want, as long as you can survive under my sword, I will give you what you want. "

Wu Chujun returned to look at this indistinguishable Xila, then looked at the knife in his hand, and asked, "Melee?"

"You can use a gun. But if you use a knife, there will be rewards!"

Xun Chujun released the gun behind him, and threw it aside with his hand. He stood barefooted and asked, "What reward?"

奖励 "Reward you can use my knife!" Sheila actually threw the knife in her left hand to Chu Jungui.

Xi Chujun returned to catch it, and waved it twice. He found that the center of gravity of the knife was close to the front end, which was very weird. The shape and use were similar to dog-head knives. Not an expert, it was difficult to use the knife.

However, any knife, as long as it is loaded with the melee combat version 11.07x, will play a true master level.

Seeing Chu Jun returning to hold the knife, Sheila pulled out a knife from the back, and then burst into sharp laughs and screamed: "Use my knife, you will die for me honestly! Hahaha ! "

扭 He twisted his waist to send 胯, rushing towards Chu Jungui in a step like a girl's shyness. And the double-knife in his hand was so fast that he could not see the blade body, and the blade of knives turned out to have a huge ghost face, and pressed down to Chu Jun!

It is indeed rare to play the knife to such an extent.

Wu Chujun turned his solemn look back and rushed forward to face the ghost!

He held the knife in both hands, chopped it, and then chopped it, and the battle was over.

As if she was drunk, she wobbled and her voice was completely dumb, as if she was crying and said, "Why is there such a sword in the world? Why is there such a sword!"

With a bang, his body was divided into pieces, scattered all over the ground, and his double knives were broken in two.

The last two sentences of Qi Xila were praises, but Chu Jungui could still hear them. But hearing it doesn't mean you understand. In fact, the subject didn't understand what it was worthy of praise.

He is faster than Sheila, has more power than Sheila, and has better control capabilities by orders of magnitude than Sheila. With this advantage, what other swordsmanship are needed? Just hack up.

That's how Chu Chujun returned.

Wu Chujun turned to look at the corpse on the ground, and finally resolved the question about Sheila's gender. There are many traces of surgery on this guy, so this man and woman body should be created the day after tomorrow.

He picked up his gun, carried a machete, and strode towards the third floor.

Each of the three, four, five, and three-story floors is a cubicle, with four beds in each room, which look like dormitories for soldiers. Unsurprisingly, the three floors were full of enemies, and bullets were densely packed like rain.

Xun Chujun did not want to entangle too much with them, directly blasted the oxygen pipeline, and then threw several grenades into the camp, instantly blasting all the sealed doors and windows, and there was a sudden horror in the camp.

"No! Oxygen!"

别 "Don't grab it, the respirator is mine!"

The military camp dormitory area is still full of oxygen ~ www.wuxiahere.com ~ In this important area, the Blue Banner is not stingy. But because of this, many soldiers staying here did not wear respirators. No one had expected that Chu Jun turned so fierce and turned the camp into an anaerobic environment.

Qi Chujungui ignored the chaotic camp and ran straight to the sixth floor. Anyway, without oxygen supply, these soldiers can't support it for long.

The twenty-sixth floor is a warehouse of weapons and ammunition. Chu Jun returned, and around a dozen heavy shields appeared, holding small pistol fighters, standing in a row, slowly pressing down like a moving fortress.

Wu Chujun turned to look at the ammunition boxes on the rows of shelves around, and roughly understood why these guys did not dare to shoot at will.

They dare not shoot, but that does not mean Chu Jun dare not return.

The test subject blew a whistle, took a grenade from his waist, and rolled it against the ground.

Seeing the grenade jumping, all the blue flag soldiers are flying away. They all know how terrifying the power of a grenade can be in this closed space. Not to mention whether their shields can be blocked, even if they can be blocked, as long as the surrounding ammunition is detonated, that is a dead end.

For a moment, all the soldiers were scattered.

Then the sound of the assault rifle sounded, and in a blink of an eye all heavy armored soldiers became corpses. No matter how strong their helmets are, they can't withstand the power of the Tang Dynasty rifle.

既然 Since this gun was returned to Chu Jun, there is no such thing as accidentally hitting the ammunition box.

The gunfire stopped, Chu Jun returned to the fighters, leaned over, picked up the grenade, and hung it back to his waist.

刚才 He just had no grenade insurance at all.

Xi Chujun looked around, opened a box of grenades on the shelf, and poured them all into the backpack. These gadgets are surprisingly easy to use.