The beautiful daily life of Black Light Salted Fish

Watson called a few more times, and finally pulled out the communicator on his shoulder and found that the poor thing had been embedded by two shrapnel. Shaking his head, he took a deep breath and lightly kicked the closed iron door in front of him.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"

A figure rushed out half a step, and the rusty machete left a scratch on the shoulder armor. The coalition soldier looked crazy and continued to shout hysterically. The second knife went directly to his neck.

puff!

The Iron Fist took one step faster and shattered the soldier's sternum. The howling stopped as if it had been paused, and the limp human body was knocked into the wooden wall and quickly lost its life.

Several strings of bullets immediately penetrated the wooden wall, kicking up large amounts of dust and debris. Watson moved a few steps to the side, threw a flash bomb into the door, and then hit the wooden wall next to the door with all his strength. Two loud noises sounded almost at the same time. When several responsive coalition soldiers covered their ears and raised their heads from behind the table, they were shocked to see a huge body breaking through the wall.

Bang bang bang!

Watson directly picked up the PKM machine gun and fired at the living creatures.

The walls of this temporary building, which is a mixture of wooden boards, iron pipes and mud bricks, are full of gaps. Except for a few main load-bearing walls, a considerable part of the wall gaps can expose infrared radiation emitted by the human body. It only takes a few bullets to easily penetrate the board and hit the target. Thanks to the flash bomb just now, there are even a few guys in the room starting to shoot randomly.

Using his audio and visual senses to search for the target, Watson started cleaning.

......

There was constant gunfire downstairs.

The third floor was completely silent.

Around the main staircase, the mercenaries of Shanhuan Company and the coalition soldiers formed an ambush formation. But there were only five or six people staying here, and the rest were all organized into a blocking team and went downstairs. In addition, crates, empty ammunition boxes, iron sheets and even furniture were used to block the windows to block external views, leaving only a few selected small holes for observation and output of firepower. Reinforcements would arrive in just a few minutes, so the blocking team that went down earlier carried a large amount of explosives in order to delay the enemy during this period.

Warlord Tolan held his short-barreled AK and stared at the stairs. On the carpet a few meters behind him, there was a white girl in a yellow sarong, chained and completely unconscious. The girl's appearance and figure are very good, but obviously no one has the leisure to watch it at this time.

As for Daniel the man in the suit——

A big hole was made in his side by a bullet, and he was lying on the sofa with gritted teeth. Although this senior executive of Shanhuan Company was not very talkative today, he was very desperate in his actions. The black warlord watched as the other party rushed out with guns and men, shooting loudly, and then was gloriously wounded and dragged back by his men.

According to the man in the suit, he shot two enemies one after another, and then was shot through the side with a cold gun. The bullet was originally aimed at Daniel's chest, but talent and luck saved his life. But this is only temporary. If the murderer downstairs cannot be stopped before reinforcements arrive, then it will be useless for Jesus to come.

No one paid attention to him anymore, and the original captain of the Shanhuan mercenary team took over the command again, listening to the reports coming back from the blocking team. The noise downstairs became louder and louder, mixed with violent explosions, and even drowned out the thunder outside.

"Let everyone spread out."

At this time, the mercenary captain stood up and patted Tolan on the shoulder: "The enemy's strength and speed are extraordinary. He can easily break through those wooden obstacles. Tell your people to pay more attention to their surroundings. The enemy may not follow. Come up to the stairs."

boom!

The whole building shook for a while and then became completely quiet.

"......How about it?"

After giving the order, Tolan blinked his eyes hard, and then felt the uncomfortable dryness. He turned to ask the mercenary beside him, but the other person pressed the communication headset and remained silent for a while, shook his head silently, and continued to pick up the gun. The extremely oppressive silence continued to spread in the three-story hall. Some people moved their bodies unconsciously, making the wooden floor creak.

I don’t know how much time had passed before the sound of heavy footsteps came from the front.

A black shadow appeared in front of everyone.

This is a tall and macho man. His whole body is covered with thick armor, but at this time it is all pitted and there are holes in many places, which shows how fierce the battle has been. The barrel of the PKM machine gun in his hand was emitting white smoke, and it seemed that there was only one shot left before it was completely overheated. If he saw such a person in the friendly ranks, Warlord Tolan would definitely respect him.

But this guy is the enemy.

Click!

Tolan raised the muzzle of the gun and shouted first: "Hey! You! Are you here for that Alanna? If you want someone, put the gun down! Otherwise, I'll kill that bitch!"

Watson's one eye exposed outside the broken helmet scanned the faces of everyone present one by one, and finally settled on the unconscious Alanna Crowley in the corner. He didn't reply, but silently moved a step to the side, leaning the PKM machine gun against the wall, and then slowly took the RPK light machine gun from his back and threw it away.

"Very good! You are not allowed to keep that knife either!"

One, two...seven.

According to the memory of the mercenary absorbed downstairs just now, the leader named Daniel was lying on the sofa with no fighting ability. There were six people who needed to be dealt with at the scene, including the warlord Tolan. Watson shook his head and did not do what the other party asked. He just spread out his hands and slowly approached the center of the hall. If there was someone behind him now, he would definitely be able to see a large string of tentacles extending from Watson's back, spreading along the stairs to the bottom.

"Fxck! Stop! I said stop!"

Everyone pointed their guns at them. The big black man in the middle kept shouting, and his cold sweat was clearly visible. When the Wolf Pack team held a combat meeting before, Luper had shown the photos of the main targets many times, and Watson recognized the warlord Tolan.

"...So, you are Tolan? Do you know who you messed with?"

Watson finally spoke.

very good!

Seeing that the other party had the intention to communicate, the black warlord felt ecstatic. Anyway, delaying the time would be beneficial to him. But before he could formulate his words, a series of violent vibrations came from under his feet, and his body was completely out of balance. Accompanied by a loud noise and instant tinnitus, the whole person's consciousness fell into a trance.

The explosives that had been installed on the ceiling in advance were detonated, and the ground in the center of the third floor collapsed directly - but Watson was fine. He deliberately stood above the load-bearing wall in advance. At the same moment when the ceiling was detonated, several tentacles stretched out from his hands and wrapped around the soldiers on the field.

No one could shout at all.

As Tolan watched, several of his men and the Shanhuan Company mercenaries were dissolved into gelatin, and then quickly disappeared into the twisting tentacles. The black warlord opened his mouth and let his body fall to the wreckage below. His brain had no time to understand such information that was beyond common sense. He could only watch helplessly as the terrifying humanoid monster closed its tentacles, then pulled out the Gurkha scimitar and threw it at it.

The blade pierced the chest.

Along with a short burst of sharp pain, all the fear and anger were completely gone at this moment. Tolan felt a calmness, and deep fatigue came over him, taking away the last trace of consciousness he had left.

boom!

After losing the side target, Watson also jumped down to the second floor to find the collapsed sofa. At this moment, Luper's anxious call came from downstairs, but he ignored it and quickened his pace to come to Daniel. The man in the suit's abdomen was bleeding profusely, and his injuries were obviously aggravated by the blast wave.

The other person is still awake.

"...You're going to kill me."

Daniel's breathing was a little weak, but his expression was calm and his tone was still polite: "It's a wonderful battle. Can you tell me your name? Please."

"Death knell."

Watson didn't continue to talk nonsense, and several tentacles directly entangled him. Watson's brows furrowed again as Daniel absorbed it. More than a minute ago, the blocking team here fought desperately with him, throwing all kinds of explosives around as if they were free. However, Watson was in a hurry and was afraid that they might accidentally blow up the load-bearing wall, so he could only carry the damage and climb up.

It was obvious that all the physical damage was replenished after the battle. However, after absorbing so many human bodies in a short period of time, all kinds of memories surged like a tide. Even the brain built by the black light virus was a little busy for a while. He stood there like a short-circuited robot until someone reached out to take a picture.

"Hey! Do you hear me?"

Luper put down the gun and tried to crack Watson's head off: "Are you okay?"

Snapped!

Watson grabbed the hands in front of him and realized that his teammates were coming when he saw the costume. He was stunned for a few seconds, and then pointed to the body on the ground: "That, I have taken care of it, this is the warlord Tolan , Alanna Crowley is in the...southwest corner of the third floor, be careful when you go upstairs, the floor may collapse."

"Are you sure you're okay?"

"I'm fine. I'm just confused by the explosion. I'll be fine." Watson took two steps forward, pulled out the Gurkha scimitar from the body, and turned around to pick up the discarded weapon. But after taking a few steps, he suddenly stopped again: "Has Bertha been shot?"

The wolf mother turned her head in surprise and was about to ask, 'How do you know that?' when she saw Watson walking out while talking to himself: "I'm going to see her now..."

"Okay...he was indeed stunned by the bombing." Beltway kicked the coalition soldier next to him, and the poor guy's body was cut in half directly from the waist. One hundred percent Watson's knife did it. However, there are indeed no other living enemies at the scene. They only need to save the girl Alanna and take away Tolan's head.

"besides!"

A loud roar came from the stairs, which frightened Luper and raised his gun to aim at it.

This time it's Watson.

"Then what...who called for reinforcements, I forgot." He thumped his forehead hard, and his words became more and more confusing: "They came from two places, one side was an armed convoy, and the other The plane is arriving soon. You have to leave quickly... No, let's hurry up. I flipped a BTR downstairs... I flipped it back and it works. Well, bye."

Boom!Boom!Boom!

Watson's huge figure slowly disappeared down the stairs, leaving only a thumbs up.