Chapter 42 Total Extinction

The morning sun showed a trace of dawn. The dawn reflected on the top of the office building. Muye, who shot with a gun, bathed in the dawn, and a halo turned into a colorful body, like a fairy.

There is a beam of light rising to the sky on the ground in front of me. The black pupils directly connected to the three satellites are receiving massive data from Skynet. The air pressure in the beam reaches 100,000 levels, and the black pupils are struggling on the edge of the crushing. This is a very wonderful and subtle state. I try to struggle from the quagmire, but I don't do anything. I want to break through, but I find that there are fewer and fewer things I can use.

The bullet of the sniper gun flew into the light column. The black pupil and Makino could see the ripples formed by the bullet penetrating into the light column. Originally rubbed with the air, the hot and red warhead gradually faded, and the flight speed was getting slower and slower, and even finally suspended in the light column and could not enter.

Makino let out a sigh. The bullet had hit the black pupil's forehead. Before the great pressure, half of it shot into the black pupil's head, but the other half stopped there. The bullet, which rotated at high speed, slowly stopped rotating. The space here is really evil!

Such a shot, as if to let the black pupil find the catharsis point. In the face of life and death, the second personality of the black pupil all broke out. The fingers were raised to the eyebrows with difficulty and gently touched once. The light brain restarted, and the beams of light filled between heaven and earth began to gradually fade. The pressure in the air is also getting lower and lower.

The devil around him heard the gunshot and ran here. After reaching a Mach, they were not running but flying. A series of shadows were left on the ground.

Makino stood at the top of the office building, bathed in the morning light, and his eyes were on the scope. Since he couldn't beat the black pupil, he changed his goal. The trembling hands have been steady, and the violent heartbeat has also stabilized. During his breath, Makino entered the realm of heaven and man. His fingers pulled the trigger. The shell flew out of the gun and made a crisp sound on the floor. As soon as a devil rushed through the black pupil, his head was blown.

Blood and brain plasma fly, splash into the beam of light, and then float up. The strong smell of blood permeated the air, and the black pupils that restarted the light brain seemed to be aware of it, but their eyes were still closed and floating between heaven and earth.

Steady hands, skillfully pulling the bolt, another bullet was loaded, aiming, shooting, the shell fell to the ground, making a crisp sound, and another devil was shot in the head.

Through the black pupil, the road to the office building becomes the line of life and death. If you want to run there, you have to pay the price of your life. Of course, the devil is not afraid of life and death, but rushing to make up for quality with quantity.

Makino has to change the sniper line. Whoever runs at the front will be harvested. There are countless lines between heaven and earth, which is a wonderful feeling. As long as the sniper grasps these lines, he can do whatever he wants. The bullet is just an extension of the line. Within the effective range, everything blocked in front of it will be completely destroyed.

Makino calls this kind of thing a deadly line. He is a painter who paints between heaven and earth, emits countless lines from one point, then breaks through, bursts, and paints the canvas between heaven and earth with blood red and bright colors.

When killing becomes art, everything looks so beautiful. At this moment, you are no longer a bloody butcher, but an artist who paints with blood and soul! Artist!

Charge!

The devils are crazy. Their behavior must not be rational. Mach's speed leaves a shadow in the sky. The sonorous footsteps echoed at the stairway of the office building.

Makino turned his body and faced the morning sun. He clenched the sniper gun with his hands and put his eyes on the scope. After all, the sniper gun was replaced with another kind of bullet, from a click to a continuous shot.

A picture should not only draw a long-range view, but also a close-up view. Of course, you can't use only one brushwork, or only use one pen. You need to use a variety of elements in a comprehensive way, so that a picture can be three-dimensional and vivid. Only then will the artist's life be revealed vividly.

Boom! The door at the entrance of the corridor was kicked open, and the sniper rifle in Muye's hand began to spit out his tongue. The barrel of the gun had been hot for a long time, and now it is even more red.

The door in mid-air was smashed into scum, and the devil who rushed up the stairs was smashed to pieces. The surging rain suppressed the demons for a moment. The subsequent devil kept rushing into the office building.

You can't always stay at the top of the stairs. A devil suddenly broke a steel bar from the stairs and threw it out of the door with one arm, but he was beaten to pieces in the rain. The steel strip with wind, like a cannonball out of the boom, buzzed out, broke through the blockade of the bullet rain, and wiped Mu Ye's ear. The wind was sharp, and a roar came from his ear, leaving a blood stain on his cheeks. Makino is still as stable as Mount Tai, and the lipstick is hot, as if it is about to melt. Makino is still unaware. What he needs most now is to procrastinate. As long as you can withstand the continuous charge of the enemy, time will pass.

When other devils saw that this method was good, they also followed suit. From blooming to dying, each life only did one thing, that is, to throw out the steel bar in his hand. It seems that their life is not short, just for this throw. Maybe this is fate.

Although this method is very stupid, it is very effective, at least it makes Muye embarrassed! It is impossible for Muye to completely avoid the counterattack of the steel bar rain. A steel bar pierces Muye's chest, and a deviation of one centimeter can pierce his heart.

There was bleeding in the lungs, Makino coughed softly, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth. Although the body trembled in the cough, his hands did not tremble at all. It's still raining bullets.

With a click! The gun finally exploded. A shrapnel flew into Makino's cheek, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, but now there is another corner of his mouth on his cheeks.

Throwing away the sniper rifle, Muye took out two more submachine guns from the space ring and operated them with both hands. The bullet rain was as strong as the tide for a while. Muye, who has inserted three steel bars on his body, feels that he has a special weight. As a responsible painter, he is now dyeing this painting red with his blood. At this time, a slight sound of broken glass suddenly came from his ear!

Makino knew that the next step would be a touch-and-go short-term contact. The devils are not headless dead things. Since they can't rush up the stairs, they will naturally detour from other places, such as breaking the glass under the rooftop and climbing up from the window.

The sun has hit a shot. Makino feels that his body is stunned and has lost too much blood. According to the current situation, he can't delay for too long.

Muye, who had been beating against the stairway, suddenly separated a gun and began to shoot at the rooftop. Fighting on the left and right lines, the devils jumped up from the window sill, held the edge of the rooftop with their hands, and flew high with their arms. Before they fell on the rooftop, they were torn apart by the rain of bullets.

The suppression of the bullet rain at the entrance of the stairs was weak, and the devils took out the steel bars from the stairs and shot out with their arms. Muye knew that he would not be able to hold on for a long time, and he was attacked by the enemy. Once they formed a siege, he would not be able to get out.

The magazine in the submachine gun was empty, and Makino began to run. It took three seconds to rush to the rooftop from here. Suddenly, two more demons came in front of him and lost their firepower suppression. These demons finally rushed up and forced their throats to roar like beasts. In front of a pair of palms, there are more white and sharp claws. If he hadn't known that they were not human, Muye would have thought he had seen the Bimon of World of Warcraft!

The two fists were bombarded at the same time, and the two demons did not dodge. In front of the pure physical attack, they were not afraid. As long as you don't use firearms, you can practice whatever you want. Demons are never afraid of fists!

The seemingly thunderous fists hit their chests, and the two devils' hundred-inch claws were also put on Muye's shoulders. With left and right force, they could tear him apart.

Makino twisted his arms and burst into a huge force on his fists. The effect was not to attack, but to break them apart. His arms slipped and escaped from the hundred inches of claws.

The two devils didn't expect this to be the case and watched him get out of his control. Makino suddenly stretched out a pair of wings in mid-air and began to slide along the rising airflow. Before I could be glad to get out of danger, I felt the hair all over my body suddenly. A steel strip suddenly flew into the void and shot into Muye's back. The tail vertebra broke from the middle, and Muye's strength seemed to be emptied in an instant.

Muye, with a gray face, did not expect that at the moment when he was about to escape from the sky, he was hit by the enemy. His pale face turned gray, and the gliding wings lost control and fell to the ground.

"I'm going to die!" Muye fell from a high altitude, and the autumn wind was a little cool, roaring around Muye, making Muye's body curl up into a ball.

I don't know if she escaped, so I let me delay them in this county for half an hour. I can't do such a task. A touch of bitterness appeared on the corners of Muye's mouth, and then a free and easy appearance. I can't delay for half an hour, but I can completely annihilate these demons!

Let all your scum be martyred for me! The ring in Makino's hand flashed, and the red detonator appeared in the palm of his hand. He wanted to explode but found that he didn't have the strength. Muye muttered in a low voice: "You can't lose at the last minute!"

The arm holds the detonator, and the other is facing the ground, hoping that the impact after falling can activate the detonator. At this moment, Muye's mind is another thought: "I hope I die and she can take it easy."

There was a crash from the open space, and a blood flower spread on the ground. A life was dissipating, and the detonator on the palm of the hand hit the ground, and a mushroom cloud suddenly rose from the office building in the morning light. The 90-story office building is the best grave for robots.

Makino's combat plan is very simple. He is the bait. After making two attacks and killings, he wants to attract the enemy to the main battlefield he has set. When he went upstairs, Muye kept throwing biological bombs, making the whole floor full of blasting points, and then attracted the enemy as much as possible on the top floor. When the enemies came into the building, Muye suddenly exploded the whole building.

I can't delay them for half an hour, but I can completely eliminate them.