Vault 32

Chapter 38

The long river of time seems to be frozen in winter, and Liszt temporarily broke away from the flow of time with the help of the ice.He can clearly know that the time around him has slowed down, and one second seems to be dragged into ten seconds.But his body was still in the long river of time, although he struggled to leave, but in the end it was only a little bit faster, barely letting his body escape from the control of time for a very short time.

Then he fell heavily in the rest area, knocking down the coffee machine, tables and chairs that were splattered with blood and internal organs, but Liszt did not fall badly, because it was at the corner of the wall, not Few of the human body's stumps were still scattered on the ground, which fully served as a buffer.And he also adjusted his body posture at that moment, and then immediately curled up, waiting for the next storm!
Pieces of cement fragments followed closely, like a hammer being swung by someone, and smashed hard on Liszt's curled up back piece by piece, making a bumpy sound, but because of his posture, And blocked most of it.The backpack was still on his back, and the various items inside had also isolated most of the splashed cement fragments, giving his back a good cushion.Even the back of his head has been carefully curled forward, and at the same time, it is safely protected by his hands, and there are no cement fragments to hit him hard.

But he didn't get up immediately, as if the surrounding stumps and dead bodies were mixed in the rest area, his body was already covered with blood that was gradually thickening, as well as fragments of stumps and internal organs.A smell of blood and stench had soaked through the clothes on his body, and he slowly wiped his face with his hands, a sticky and wet liquid appeared on his face immediately, and at the same time his mouth and nose There was also a stronger smell of blood.

"Cough cough...cough..." Liszt coughed dryly slowly, his whole body was so weak that he lost even the strength to stand up.This is a sequela of excessive adrenaline secretion, but Liszt is not worried, because he only needs to wait quietly for a moment, and then the strength will return to his body.But the noisy voice next to his ear made him unable to resist opening his eyes, and at some point, the emergency lights in this corridor turned on, bringing dim but at least visible light.

After waiting quietly for more than a minute, this excellent body that was once trained on the Mexican battlefield has also recovered its strength at an extremely fast speed.Liszt slowly got up, the intense gunfire in the corridor had gradually become sparse, and the crisp gunfire of the M4A1 assault rifle had also been silenced amidst the roar and heavy impact.There were only one or two desperate cries that appeared occasionally, followed by a few furious muffled thunder, and immediately swept the entire corridor.

"The worst method, has it been used?"

Gently propping up his body with his hands, Liszt stood up quietly, the Winchester M1887 shotgun rested on his shoulder, while his figure was bent over and back, leaning carefully At the corner of this semi-circular rest area.He held his breath and listened, the heavy breathing sounded like a bellows at a distance of more than ten meters away from him, and Liszt's heart was already tense, because at his feet, half of the body armor wearing urban camouflage The body was there.

The sound of the explosion has gradually dissipated, and not only the strong smell of blood and the stench of internal organs, but also a strong smell of burning gunpowder gradually began to permeate the entire corridor.According to Liszt's calculations, at least six grenades were detonated just now. As for whether they were forced or took the initiative, he had no way of knowing.And now at least the conclusion that can be drawn seems to be that the huge death claw not far away is using that claw to pick up the corpse of a soldier, tearing and biting it with its big mouth full of sharp teeth, Appears to be eating.

He poked his head out halfway to look at everything in the corridor, viscous blood and shattered internal organs of the limbs had splashed a piece of the surrounding walls due to the violent stepping just now.The corpses of two original soldiers of Company E were lying not far away, but even the corpses were not complete, and had been divided into several parts miserably.Looking at the smooth cut surface, one could tell that the chest, abdomen, and legs were instantly cut off and thrown aside at the same time.

There is no doubt that this is the masterpiece of the eating deathclaw.And Liszt slowly relaxed his breathing, at this time he didn't feel sad because none of his comrades died.He just put the Winchester M1887 shotgun in his hand on his chest, and lightly took out half a box of arrow-shaped shotguns from his trouser pocket with his hands full of viscous blood, and clipped them in his fingers.If he could, he could use the principle of a lever-type shotgun to blast out all ten rounds in just three seconds!

This is a trick that some senior members of the Hunting Association know, and Liszt is the best among them, which is why he likes the Winchester shotgun.He once used this trick to win the championship of the Oktoberfest in this small town, and it was this Winchester M1887 shotgun that smashed ten empty beer bottles within three seconds, crushing four seats, and won the championship Only a barrel of Hessian real beer flown in from Germany.

"However, it seems that today, it may be explained here."

Panting slowly, Liszt hid behind the corner of the rest area. In his ears, he could hear the cracking and rubbing sounds of the flesh and bones in the big mouth full of sharp teeth.But he couldn't hear the crisp gunfire of the M4A1 assault rifle, or the long and short bursts of the M249 light machine gun, or the roar of the group of originally elite boys when they faced a strong enemy.

He understood his current situation very well. If he was lucky, he might hide in this corridor full of blood and stumps, and the deathclaw couldn't find him.But Liszt also understood that this was more of an extravagant wish. Instead of doing this, he might as well pray that the death claw would be willing to let his life go after he was full.All of this is of course unrealistic. Liszt held the Winchester M1887 shotgun tightly in his hand, his face was extremely calm, and he slowly closed his eyes.With the ability that appeared before, he must regain that feeling now, and this is his only way out now!
"Bang bang bang - bang bang bang - bang bang bang -"

But a series of fierce firing interrupted his contemplation in an instant, and a burst of intensive gunfire once again occupied the mainstream of this corridor.The crisp gunshots are undoubtedly the rhythm of the M4A1 assault rifle and the M249 light machine gun intertwined together.At the same time, some kind of dull gunshot like a sledgehammer has also begun to shoot short and long shots, and this kind of dull gunshot is precisely only the M2HB Browning heavy machine gun, with its 12mm The muffled sound that only occurs when shooting with a caliber!

Old Bunar's reinforcements had also appeared at the end of the corridor, but the viscous blood and stinky internal organs all over the floor made the faces of the only forty or so people left with depressed gloom and panic.But when they faced the dead body of a poor soldier who was blocked in the corridor, the courage brought by the large number of people, and the sadness brought about by the death of friendly soldiers, made them open fire without waiting for Buner's order. With the order, they all propped up their weapons, and frantically pulled the trigger towards the huge death claw!

"Wait, that deathclaw doesn't care about small-caliber rifle attacks!"

Liszt poked his head out in the rest area at the back, the dim emergency lights were enough to illuminate the corridor, and when he saw the huge death claw, he roared fearlessly and threw down the half-eaten The corpse, still charging towards Bunar and the others, couldn't help but gritted its teeth fiercely.Because Liszt suddenly discovered that the death claw was completely indifferent to the small-caliber firearms of the M4A1 assault rifle and the M249 light machine gun!

That heavy body still bumped into the fronts on both sides, and the running speed seemed to be shaking the ground, making everyone's feet tremble slightly.But the speed of that huge death claw was like lightning, and the speed of hundreds of meters almost rushed out within three to five meters.And looking at that crazy appearance, and the rapid burst speed, even without sharp claws and sharp teeth, I am afraid that they can smash Bunar and the others, who are more than 50 meters away, into a meat paste!

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang—"

More than 30 M4A1 assault rifles have started firing crazily, and the 30 rounds of standard magazines have been consumed in almost three to five seconds, but the group of soldiers did not show any signs of being stingy with ammunition. Just replace it with a brand new magazine and continue shooting, not caring whether the heat of the barrel can withstand it.Because the deterrence brought by that death claw is really too great!

The M249 light machine gun has also started to fire wildly. It also doesn't care about the more accurate long and short bursts. The 200-round standard bullet chain quickly spits out a fatal stream of bullets as the bolt is swallowed up. At this time, the light machine gun's fire is even more important. Spectacular!But the effect of this small-caliber light machine gun is no different from that of an assault rifle. It splashed blood and flesh on the Death Claw's predecessor, but it didn't have much effective effect. It was as if it only caused flesh wounds, which was so powerless!

What could really cause fatal injuries may be the strafing fire of the three M2HB Browning 12mm large-caliber heavy machine guns that have been stretched out on the tripod.The yellow-orange hard-core armor-piercing bullets were already shaking quickly with the immobile trigger, and the deadly large-caliber bullets also easily penetrated the deathclaw's skin, piercing through its entire body. It went in, and at the same time, it drilled out from the back and hit the walls, floors, and ceilings on both sides, forming a series of irregular but equally deadly ricochets!

(End of this chapter)