Firebomb

Click, this musket gun in the deputy commandant's hand seems to be improved. In the rapid action, it was ignited again with a sound of the high temperature left by the flint in front, pushing the filler into the mouth.

Bang!

Almost instantly, the musket gun fired the second firing bullet.

The monster had obviously never met before, so he was caught off guard and could only raise his arm to cover his face and chest as much as possible.

Stabbed, the firebomb still hit his chest, and suddenly his skin was raw, and the blackened smoke scattered, revealing the dead gray bones wrapped in green liquid, like jagged teeth.

It looks very strange.

Those are two human chest ribs, which are overlapped and pieced together. "It really is you."

The deputy commandant murmured in a low voice, which happened to be heard by Lugar, and then, the woman raised her musket gun in her hand again, which had been ignited for the third time.

At this moment, not only the dead migrant, but also Lugar, who is near this woman, is worried and worried. Firebomb guns in the hands of police officers in Berners police station have disadvantages, although they have much higher lethality and attack distance than bows and arrows.

Obviously, it takes a certain time to ignite the lead, and it takes a certain time to replace the filler before launching the second bullet.

It often takes more than ten people to attack intensively with fire bombs and guns, in order to cause a blow with shocking effect. Or cycle alternately, forming a shocking fire bomb cover.

But now, this musket gun has gradually approached a murder weapon in Lugar's memory. If we can do it with one hand, then only by the police officers of the Berners police station, it will be enough to reproduce the magnificent scene of the Fiance era and let the atrium dominate the whole Jersey.

A piercing scream, this two-meter-high humanoid monster, collapsed. The third bullet completely took away his residual vitality.

But before the woman could breathe a sigh of relief, she saw two more dead migrants coming in the Woods, rustling and rustling. The size of one head is as high as three meters. When it blocks the moonlight, the shadow cast is particularly horrible.

"Rare species?"

Lugar subconsciously opened his mouth, but he didn't expect the sound to be a human word. When he looked at his palm, he really turned back into a person. "It's not a rare species, it's because of fighting against armor."

On the side, the deputy commandant explained, and then she found that Lugar turned into a black shadow and rushed away. After she was stunned,

There is a fierce color in my eyes.

At the same time, the musket gun was discarded, and the dagger at the waist was pulled out to meet him.

The iron ball flying attack of the dead migrants is extremely powerful in destructive power. It is not appropriate to attack them head-on unless they have weapons for long-range attack.

Get it, or die or be disabled.

But she had seen it before. Luger was hit by an iron ball, but there was no trace of injury in his chest.

The moment of fighting was explosive, and the time was fleeting. She chose to believe Lugar. After all, it was also a helpless thing. With her alone, she could not escape from the two monsters alive.

Yes, an iron ball flew to Lugar unexpectedly.

Bang, Lugar gritted his teeth and got a hard blow. At the same time, when he shivered in pain, his feet fell to the ground and then bounced up. With the help of it, the explosion was faster than before, and it was like a phantom. In an instant, two top-down hand knives broke out.

The corrosive green liquid splashed, and the flesh was pulled by brute force, dragging off two ribs, cha, cha, inexplicably crunchy, and the two monsters stumbled and fell to the ground.

But before he fell to the ground, he punched at the same time.

With a life-and-death fight, after all, his hands are hard to beat four punches. Lugar snorted and turned pale and stepped back. Being hit by two dead migrants, that taste is really unpleasant.

But fortunately, he did not break his "defense."

He was right, the attack power of the dead migrants did not exceed his resistance attribute index. For this stone statue more than 300 years ago, Lugar's inner expectation is getting stronger and stronger.

This is not much, even if the third-order training, calculated by Lugar's mechanical brain, is probably in kappa (κ) level. That is, the ninth level of social harm in the police file.

Many ordinary people who simply master high-lethality destructive substances can reach this level. However, the defense power exercised by the stone statue is quite terrible.

At this time, the female deputy commandant has filled the vacancy of Lugar, took the opportunity to quickly write a hand knife, and then cut the dagger horizontally. One head flies, and half the body flies upside down.

She looked back and wanted to kill the dead migrant who was three meters high again, but she found with horror that the monster had stood behind her, with his hands held high and his muscles bulging, which inspired quarrelling and wanted to crush her skull with one blow.

The sole of the foot twitched, and the woman fell back, trying to avoid this fatal blow.

But I didn't expect her to move, but the monster stopped and lifted his feet and kicked him over. Trapped!

Her pupils contracted.

Shout-suddenly, a black shadow flew by. It was a dog that jumped high and hit the face of the monster. Bang, the dog was heavier than expected, and the monster immediately became a ground gourd.

Female deputy commandant slow lead spirit, eyes swept away, see no trace of Luger, suddenly understood, just that dog, it is Luger.

She ran a few steps and stood in the same direction as Lugar before the monster got up.

Looking at this monster, this woman didn't directly start work, while the other party fell into the disadvantage, and Lugar teamed up to give a slay.

Strike.

"Lieutenant Oscar Dan." She shouted.

Climb up dead migrants obvious action a lag, a pair of white dead gray eyes, moved, made a throat.

The array is strange.

"Do you want to continue?

The cabinet has long been dissatisfied with the duke's recklessness and is ready to start work.

You are an officer in the atrium, not someone's private soldier!

You have become a monster now, but you still have family. Over the years, Miss Anmiaoka will go to Thorn College for further study with the support of Your Excellency Hall. "

"Ho ho!"

Lugar saw this monster, and his mood changed instantly at this moment. In his dead eyes, for the first time, there was a complex expression of excitement and sadness.

However, it is not this that really concerns Lugar.

Reminiscent of the sentence that this woman said before, "It's really you", he already has the answer in his heart: these dead migrants in recent years are actually former atrium officers and soldiers, because of some unknown accidents, which were formed by mutation.

This is simply creepy!

So, doesn't this mean that these wild witches who are desperately protected by dead migrants are also human beings?

This also explains, after the massacre of civilians, the atrium didn't send troops to encircle it, but let the wilderness witch wander around the city of Berners.

It turned out that someone was holding it down in the atrium.

Thinking of this, Lugar Zaba mouthed and spat out a strange dander hair. "Woof!"