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Chapter 51 Storming into the Concentration Camp (3000 clicks to add updates)

The German soldiers standing on the wall of the concentration camp saw two bright beams of light shining from the wilderness in the distance, and immediately became alert. If someone would come to such a sensitive area of ​​theirs, they would definitely issue an order in advance. Order.

The vehicle that suddenly appeared was definitely not from his side, so they all aimed their guns at the direction where the beam of light was coming.

But although they were vigilant, it was already too late. Bruce was driving the bat motorcycle under him, and the speed was almost flying. Even the tires of the motorcycle rubbed against the gravel on the ground and gave off a pungent rubber smell.

The stones splashed out like shotguns firing wantonly in all directions.And Bruce's speed surpassed all the means of transportation in this era, even an airplane might not be able to catch up with this runaway motorcycle.

So the German soldiers just held up the guns in their hands, and when they just aimed, the figure like a gust of wind rushed directly to the front.

As soon as the front of the car was pulled, Bruce rode on the bat motorcycle and flew straight up. The inertia brought by the speed made his muscles in both arms directly strained, so he pulled the front of the motorcycle up.

But it was just such a small angle that made Bruce and the whole motorcycle jump up directly, and flew over the two-foot-high concentration camp gate.

The high-voltage power grid on the gate was directly penetrated by the motorcycle, flashing dazzling sparks and making a crackling sound.

Accompanied by the sparks splashing from the power grid, there were bursts of harsh sirens in the concentration camp, and the soldiers in the concentration camp who had already rested, as well as the captives captured by the police who were imprisoned here, were all awakened!

"What happened?" The supreme commander of the concentration camp who was awakened from his deep sleep, this senior terrorist, put on his clothes and rushed out with a double-fire semi-automatic rifle in one hand.

"There is an enemy attack!" The messenger quickly informed what happened at the gate.

"How many enemies are there? Has it rushed in?" This tall and strong white man with a mustache deliberately imitated the current supreme leader of Germany, Adolf Hitler.

"This, only one person!"

"Trash!" Picking up the rifle, with a pistol on his waist, he rushed directly towards the gate!Since there is only one person, let him come and go!

But at this time, Bruce had already started a bloody feast.The bat motorcycle is not just a means of transportation, otherwise Bruce's own speed would be enough, and it would be much lighter and faster.

The reason for riding this vehicle is because it is a small arsenal, or a mobile fort!There are some prohibited weapons loaded on the Batbike.

For example, at this time, the front of the bat motorcycle cracked directly, and the bat wings used as fenders split from it, revealing the black muzzle of the gun below.

There are three heavy machine guns on each side, not Gatling's rotating super machine guns, but ordinary machine guns that use drums.At this moment, tongues of flame were fired!
Deafening gunshots were heard continuously at the gate of the concentration camp, and six flames spewed out countless bullets, covering the 180-degree area in front of the front of the car at this moment.

The bullets just poured down without a gap!With a rate of fire of [-] rounds per minute, it is destined that everything in front will be torn to pieces by the metal storm formed by the bullets.

After rushing in, Bruce had already grasped all the movements of the concentration camp. At this time, his front was facing the dormitory where the German soldiers lived.

At this time, countless Japanese soldiers rushed out of the dormitory, and what greeted them was the death net woven by Bruce!The bullet pierced through the flesh, bringing out enchanting flowers of blood.

The flowers formed by the dying of life are indeed incomparably gorgeous. Bruce is not moved by this at all. The face under the mask is like a layer of eternal ice.Only the crazy flames flickering in his eyes made him even more manic.

The flames engulfed the entire dormitory, and the concrete dormitory was bombarded with bullet holes, and these bullet holes connected together, cutting off an entire layer of walls.

The roar of the machine gun, accompanied by the tragic wailing, lasted for a full 2 ​​minutes. All the bullets in Bruce's motorcycle were emptied, and the machine gun stopped!
But Bruce activated another mechanism, immediately on the ramming part of the bat bike, the bullet flew out at the ramming corner, directly piercing through two Japanese soldiers who came out after the gunshots ended.

"Since you don't take other people's lives seriously, then your lives are worthless!" Bruce said in a low voice. After putting on this mask, he was used to lowering his voice, which made it appear deeper and less expensive. It is compelling!

In the beginning it was really for being handsome, but then it became a habit.

"Who are you, from the Allied Forces?" At this time, the commander of the army came here, and while talking, he opened the safety guard and was ready to shoot at any time.

"Who am I? The one who wants to kill you!" Bruce didn't care about being pointed at by countless guns. After answering, he directly pressed the red button on the head of the motorcycle.

Immediately, two grenades with long tail flames flew out from the position where they hit the corner just now, and blasted towards the dormitory in front.

"Lie down!" The German army was lying down, but Bruce flew off the locomotive and rushed towards the Japanese soldiers in front of him.

He wore a pair of gloves on his hand, but there was a specific opening at the fingertips of the glove, and ten long nails drilled directly out of these openings.

The nails are a snow-white color, like handicrafts carved from ivory.But in the next moment, it became the claws of the death god.

Bruce didn't have the slightest sympathy for these Japanese soldiers. Before he entered the concentration camp, the horror in the deep pit outside made his heart turn to stone.

Because there were countless corpses in that deep pit, and an unknown number of lives died in it, he seemed to see those dead souls crying, no wonder the weather here is always gloomy!
So he directly clasped the neck of a German soldier, and then squeezed his five fingers hard, directly crushing the soldier's throat.Then with a flick, the broken larynx in the palm of his hand flew towards another Japanese soldier in front of him under the blessing of his powerful strength like bullets.

The broken larynx directly penetrated the soldier's chest, taking his life.

(End of this chapter)