At this moment, the hall fell into a strange silence.

It is obvious that our side still has an absolute advantage in terms of numbers and weapons, but the momentum has fallen to the bottom.

The bald man realized that something was wrong. He didn't expect that he would misunderstand this time. The other party was a master of guns, and he had disguised so well before.

But after the initial shock he quickly calmed down.

Instructions are issued in an orderly manner in the communicator.

First, he ordered everyone to retreat, and then concentrated on heavy firepower to guard the two stairs.

Although the opponent's shooting skills are great, there is only one person after all, so it is not that easy to pass through the firepower network.

But to be safe, he also began to arrange a sniper team in the corridor.

This is the second cordon.

The bald man has been completely immersed in his working state, as if he has returned to his previous military service. In simulated warfare, the squads he commands can always defeat the more with fewer and weaker with strong. They are especially good at defensive battles based on fortifications, and have a reputation as an iron wall in the army.

Unfortunately, the era of lone heroes has come to an end.

As long as the hyenas cooperate and advance and retreat in a proper manner, they can easily bite the lion to death.

Just as the bald head adjusted his defense strategy according to the characteristics of the enemy, the door of the monitoring room was pushed open, and Dr. Mayfield walked in, still with the warm smile of the past on his face, "Is there something wrong?"

As far as the appearance is concerned, no one would dislike this middle-aged scientist who is harmless and gentle, but as a colleague who works with him, the bald man knows very well what the other party has done.

Each one is enough for him to go to hell after death.

Compared with the guy below, he is the real evil spirit.

Perhaps in the eyes of scientists, there is no so-called good or evil, only one equation after another.

However, it is difficult for the bald man, who still retains some universal morality, to have a good impression of Dr. Mayfield and his career, but the resume of a professional soldier made him meticulously execute orders from above.

Or this is why Mr. L took him away from the army at the beginning, no matter what the cost was.

"After some trouble, the guy who sent the person is back now." The bald man said. No matter what, both sides are always in the same camp, and the politeness on the surface still needs to be maintained.

Mayfield was a little surprised when he heard this, "Who, that bounty hunter? Why, do you think the money is too low?"

"I'm afraid this is not the case, otherwise I wouldn't have just come to the door without saying anything." The bald man said, "If you want to negotiate, you have to put forward the conditions first."

"What's that?" Mayfield said curiously.

"Maybe it has something to do with that kid."

"019?" Mayfield widened his eyes, "Did that guy also discover the value in her?"

"It's probably just because I can't rest assured." The bald man was actually a little dissatisfied with Mayfield. If it weren't for the one he made in front of the gate, there wouldn't be any subsequent troubles.

Mayfield thought about it and probably couldn't figure out that someone would be so stupid and offend the Tyro Group for a little devil who had only been with him for more than ten days.

But this kind of thing has nothing to do with him. He only cares about one thing now, and smiled and said, "My experimental data has been missing for more than a month. I need to make up for it quickly. This matter will not affect me, right?"

The bald nodded, "I have re-arranged the defense line. He shouldn't be able to get up, but I will send two more teams to guard your laboratory in the future."

“It’s always reassuring to have you here.”

After getting the answer he wanted, Mayfield left the monitoring room briskly.

However, for some reason, the bald man always feels uneasy.

He did not believe in the cause and effect of reincarnation, otherwise the evil people would not have lived for a long time in this world.

Is it because the guy downstairs hasn't moved for too long?

The other party doesn't look like someone who gives up so easily.

The bald man turned his gaze to the monitor again, and suddenly realized that he had lost contact with three more cameras.

And those three cameras are responsible for the area outside the building.

The bald man thought of something, his face changed, "Did he find any abnormalities in the No. 1 Sniper Team?"

There was no response on the other end of the communicator until five seconds later, a strange voice rang out, "Are you the commander here? Don't worry, I'll send you to see them soon."

After saying this, Wei Ze broke the communicator.

At this time, other teams also discovered the abnormality here. The first one to arrive was a defense team holding a heavy explosion-proof shield, with a fully enclosed bulletproof helmet on their heads.

Shoot while moving.

Wei Ze hid in the cover left by the sniper. Someone realized that this might be an opportunity. He reached out to the grenade at his waist and pulled the bracelet open. However, before he could throw it out, a bullet that flew out from somewhere hit his right hand like eyes.

The thumb bursts out directly.

After a scream, the grenade fell to the ground.

Time seemed to have paused at this moment, and everyone in the defense team could see the look of despair on the faces of their companions.

The next second, bloody fireworks rose, like the opening ceremony of a grand ceremony.

Wei Ze climbed directly to the second floor with the eaves.

He did not care about the two defenders at the stairs, but first killed the sniper team above his head.

A competition between a heavy sniper pistol, a scope and a naked eye.

The result was that the latter won completely without any suspense.

"Sorry, you stood in the wrong way. Try to be smarter in the next life." Wei Ze stood up from behind the cover and shook off the dust on his body.

However, as soon as he walked less than two steps, the place where he stood was flooded with dense bullets.

——Metal Storm, one of the most terrifying cutting-edge light weapons of the last century, was invented by Australian Mike O'Dwell. It has been developed to this day, and its rate of fire has increased from the original 16,000 bullets per second to the current 42,000 bullets per second. This is a metal ocean composed of bullets.

You can tear everything in front of you to pieces.

However, when the smoke of gunpowder dissipated, there were only fragments of suits flying around in the air.

The Lord is missing.

After a brief pause, Weize declared the return of Death with a bullet, first killing the operator after the metal storm, then jumped out of the female bathroom beside him, and gave a peanut on everyone's forehead before the others reacted.

In just two seconds, five more dead souls were added under the gun.

Bounty hunters have always been very efficient when it comes to creating corpses.

He took out another pistol that he had found from the dead sniper, and Wei Ze quietly listened to the sound of footsteps coming from the corner.

Thirteen people, it seems that there are a lot of people here this time?

It is rare to make a shooting posture in advance.

The next moment, we meet on a narrow road!

Without any tricks, he was shot head-on by the death.

Bullets whirl in the air.

Two guns, left and right hands compete for the head.

In the end, two more blood holes appeared on the forehead of a target.

"Well, this time, I can barely decide the winner." Wei Ze closed the gun.
Chapter completed!