"RPG, is there an RPG?" asked Kadam, "Only an RPG can effectively kill it now!" "Unfortunately, no!" Mikhan shook his head, "No one expected the situation inside to be so bad, not carrying any heavy firepower! Just this flamethrower, or not long ago we accidentally found an Embraer airdrop, only to get it, and I don't know who they actually gave this thing to use!" "We can only lure the trackers outside!" Leon suggested, "The space here is cramped to our detriment, and there are people in the car, we can't let this monster hurt them!" "Everyone, alternate cover retreat!" Mikhan ordered, "Let's go outside and fight him!" The mercenaries took turns retreating, alternating cover, and with the support of the flamethrowers, retreated in an orderly and rapid manner, and all was well.
Suddenly, someone screamed, and a dead corpse with tentacles wrapped around its head actually came to life and bit the man in a vicious embrace! Another person was attacked by the tentacle-headed zombie, and several people lost their lives.
Carlos wanted to save the day, but he didn't dare stop the flamethrower at all, it was the only way to barely slow the tracker's advance, and once he stopped spraying, the tracker would be in front of him in an instant! But he was also in a dilemma this way, there were two tentacle-headed walkers wandering towards him, he could only back up a little, but the trackers were already less than Lyon meters away from him.
He even saw the tracker with one hand about to burst through the flames and grab himself! "Carlos!" Came Jill's shout from the stairs, "Go!" The shotgun in Gil's hand opened heavy fire! Two tentacle-headed walkers are shot in the head and immediately fall to the ground, but quickly struggle to get up again as those tentacles are rapidly repairing themselves! Jill got close enough to shoot all the bullets at the trackers, which slightly retarded them.
Carlos took the opportunity to throw down the flamethrower and turned with Jill to run upstairs.
Thorne and the others went upstairs first.
"Mikhan, maybe you still need ideas to delay it a bit!" Thorne said, "I have reinforcements that will come to help, but they are still gathering, so it may take a little time!" "I'll try to delay it," Mikhan glanced at Thorne and nodded, "You have reinforcements? Good, let's hope they have enough firepower! Peter, Sherman, set up the rest of the broadsword mines and give it a good go!" "Yes chief, we've been wanting to set this thing up for a long time!" The two soldiers said as they took out the mines and began to place them.
"All right, everybody retreat! All out!" "I'm staying, I've fought with the tracker, I know a little about him, I might be able to help.
"Thorne told Kadam and the others to leave and stay behind to help himself.
Mikhan nodded and did not refuse, from all the previous performances, he had been completely sure that Thorne's personal fighting ability was definitely one of the best.
At that moment, Jill and Carlos came running up from below, saw this scene, immediately stopped, turned around and raised their guns in a defensive stance.
"Carlos, you guys get outside!" Mick Khan said.
"All right chief, I'm not a glutton for punishment.
"I'm sorry," Carlos said.
"You go up there, someone needs to lead the team outside!" "Come on, I'm with you, at least give me some face in front of the pretty girls and let me act like a hero, okay?" Carlos juggled his lips.
Mikhan knew he couldn't convince him and had to shake his head in disbelief and said to Gil, "I know you, you're Gil from the Lyken City Special Tactics and Rescue Squad ... what's that, right?" "Gil Valentine.
"I'm sorry," Jill replied, while nodding to Thorne in a greeting of sorts for their initial meeting.
"My name is Thorne, nice to meet you!" Thorne said.
"It's an honor to fight alongside a member of STARS!" Mikhan said as he raised his rifle.
"STARS?" asked Carlos, twisting his head to look at him.
"Special Tactics And Rescue Service, STARS for short!" Mikhan gave him a blank look, a look of hatred, "You should really study more about the background of Lyken City, otherwise you will not be able to take charge of the future! Otherwise you won't be able to take on a big responsibility in the future!" "Come on, boss, I'm already doing very well!" Carlos joked, "In our A-team, besides you, who is as good as me? I'm already considered the best among mercenaries, right?" "You shouldn't limit yourself to just being a mercenary, Carlos.
"I'm sorry," Mikhan said at length.
"He's coming!" Thorne suddenly issued a warning.
"Knock, knock, knock!" The sound of heavy footsteps came, and the figure of the tracker gradually appeared in the direction of the stairs.
"Everyone, defensive formation, do your best to delay it!" Mikhan ordered.
As the stalker's figure gradually revealed, the crowd was horrified - the stalker was actually carrying the flamethrower that Carlos had thrown down! The bulky flamethrower, a strong adult male can not lift it completely, but the tracker actually easy to pick up, and the size of the structure is perfect for its arm.
"Damn, that shit is for it!" Carlos cursed in shock.
"What the fuck is Embraer doing!" One of the men yelled angrily.
"Retreat, all retreat!" Mikhan immediately shouted, this narrow space, once the other side spews fire, they will not be spared! Just in the moment when the crowd turned around, the tracker roared.
Thorne heard it blur out, "STARS!" and "Boom!" The flamethrower fired, and a bright dragon of fire instantly engulfed the two soldiers at the very back! They were burned to a ball of fire and screamed in agony! "CARLOS!" Mikhan shouted.
"Damn, I hate doing this!" Carlos cursed as the two firemen fired, ending their suffering.
The flames were pounding wildly behind them, and the crowd was burnt by the heat, in unusual pain, rolling and crawling to the exit and rushing to the street! "Boom!" A flame spurted out of the subway entrance and gradually dissipated.
The crowd was thirsty and almost deflated, and immediately the people who came up first added them up and dragged them to a safe place.
About twenty meters from the subway entrance, UBCS and the players have set up a defense line, a temporary defense line built using existing abandoned vehicles and other obstacles, in an inverted V shape, like a pocket, once the tracker attacks, it will be subject to crossfire from two directions, no matter which side it attacks first, it will be met with a powerful firepower flurry from the other side.
Thorne could not help but sigh after seeing the formation: although the UBCS were mercenaries from Embraer, they were indeed veterans who had been in the battlefield for a long time and had extremely rich combat experience.
Although previously suffered a heavy blow, but that is mostly because Embraer gave them insufficient intelligence, and overestimated the situation due to, more importantly, they did not expect that this place would become Embraer's biochemical weapons testing ground ... was used by their employers, betrayed the mercenaries, they are also a group of tragic figures.
Two tentacle-headed walkers appeared at the entrance.
"Bang Bang!" The UBCS sniper fired two shots in a row, beautifully sniping off the two monsters.
But soon, the two guys got back up, and everyone saw that their head tentacles were rapidly repairing their wounds.
In the hole made by the bullet, there was a blood-red mass writhing.
"That should be their weak point!" Thorne warned.
"Murphy, shoot them up!" Mikhan ordered to the sniper in the turban.
"Bang Bang!" Two more shots rang out.
The two bullets hit the red flesh precisely, and the heads of the two zombies exploded, some meat sauce with black tentacles splashed all around, and this time, they fell down completely.
"Good shot!" Sniper Murphy smiled and made an OK gesture as the bullet was loaded and waited for the next prey to appear.
One minute, two minutes, a full three minutes passed.
Nothing appears.
Silence, silence.
All that could be heard on the street was some gunfire from far away, explosions, the crackling of the fires that filled the nearby buildings, but just not the chilling heavy footsteps of the trackers.
"Why isn't that ugly bastard up here?" Carlos asked, puzzled.
"Not sure.
"Mikhan said and took out his walkie-talkie: "What's the status of the car now?" "Chief, everything is fine.
""What about the monster? Did it attack you guys?" "No, it didn't appear after it went upstairs, by the way, those walkers with the weird thing on their heads followed it up, everything is safe around the train now, should we come out to support you?" "No, protecting the survivors is your only mission!" "Yes!" "Listen up, if we can't stop that monster here, you don't have to wait for us, send the train immediately and save as many people as you can get away!" "But ..." "Execute the order!" Mick Khan sounded very determined.
"Yes!" The voice on the other side was a little choked up.
Putting down the walkie-talkie, Leon said admiringly, "Protecting civilians, which is supposed to be the job of the police, but you guys do it better than we do.
""We all have difficulties, otherwise it would not have led to such a situation.
"Carlos, I'm afraid you won't be able to go on vacation to Hawaii if you stay, do you hate me?" "Not really, I'm just complaining, haha, just kidding - I'll follow you wherever you go, boss!" Carlos said without hesitation, "Hey, it's not as bad as Hawaii, there are beautiful women here too, right?" "You might as well hold your gun steady.
"Jill laughed at him.
"You can't deny that the damn flamethrower was really extra heavy!" Carlos said as he moved his arm, "My hand is still shaking a little.
""Why isn't that ugly bastard out yet?"" Kadam asked Thorne.
Thorne shook his head, he could not figure out, the tracker is a murder weapon with high intelligence, definitely not the ordinary biochemical mutant monsters can be compared.
It is also an important part of the Nemesis program, a biochemical weapon that Embraer is focusing on developing.
At this point you are already at midnight, the rain has almost stopped, the street lights are dim, everyone is on standby, it seems that even the breath is permeated by tension.
Kadam was suddenly shaken.
"It, it, it's coming!" "What? Where?!" "Down there!" Kadam pointed to the ground.
As soon as the words were spoken, there was a loud "boom" and the ground in the center of the line exploded violently! Seven or eight people were blown into the air by the huge shock wave, some fell to their death, some were already torn apart by the air wave in the air! A ball of fire sprang up and everything around them was illuminated in red! The defensive line was instantly torn apart, and the others had to quickly concentrate towards the opposite side of the street under the command of Mikhan.
"How is that possible? That ugly bastard doesn't have an RPG, how can he cause an explosion of this magnitude?" Leon questioned, "It's a concrete floor, it's at least half a meter thick!" "A gas pipe!" Thorne suddenly put forward his idea, "It must have blown up the natural gas pipeline there! Natural gas pipes are sealed, just a very small opening, a little fire, and then it will blow up with a bang!" "How do you know that?" "Speculation, and I used to study architecture, more or less know some of the layout of the underground pipeline, see, the flame there has been burning non-stop, and the flame is not diffusion-like, but straight up, which is the result of the pressure release of the pipeline!" "You mean, this is the work of that monster?" Jill asked, "Is that possible? That monster is so smart? Aren't all these bio-monsters pretty dumb?" "The Tracker is not a simple monster," Thorne explained, "He's a super biochemical weapon made from infected human bodies that have been specially modified! It's definitely not an ordinary monster, and I can responsibly tell you that with the guys in our hands, we can't kill it at all, we can only force him back temporarily!" "Whirring~~" A fierce wind sound suddenly came in the crowd's ears! "DONG!!!" A huge black shadow fell from the sky and crushed a car into paper, that was actually the Tracker! "Where did it come out from?!" Everyone was in shock.
"Shit, he must have come from another subway station exit!" Thorne immediately reacted.
"Boom!" The flamethrower in the tracker's hand shot around like crazy, and someone was burned into a fireball on the spot.
His flames separated everyone into two sides, with Claire, Leon, Pocock and the others on the other side of the street, and Thorne, Kadan, Gil, Carlos, Mikhan and the others on this side.
"Get away from it, Murphy, take the high ground!" Mikhan shouted, "Get the grenades together and give him a big one!" "Watch out!" Thorne pinned him to the ground as a line of flame swept over the heads of the men.
Streetlights shattered under the super-heated blast, and it was pitch black except for the glow of the flames! Amidst the fire, the tracker was like a demon killed from hell, igniting fear in everyone.
Everyone was busy running for their lives, dodging, and even if they returned fire, it was only sporadic, posing no threat to him at all! The entrance of the subway station, those tentacle-headed zombies also took advantage of the chaos to surge out, although only five or six, but their weak points are heavily protected by tentacles, ordinary weapons are difficult to cause fatal damage to them.
These monsters lunged towards the scattered people, everyone's attention was on the trackers, they didn't even notice the quietly approaching zombies behind them, and several people were killed at once.
The scene was in chaos.
"Bang! Bang!" The roar of a sniper rifle suddenly rang out next to his ears! Murphy was already on the security ladder of a small building down the street at the moment, about on the third floor, firing continuously from a high position! Powerful sniper bullets each shot accurately hit the tracker's chest, head, although as if hitting on a rock, but still splattered flesh scraps of blood, which is difficult to do with ordinary firearms.
Murphy was only concerned with firing and covering his teammates, he had no intention of taking cover now, he had visually measured the distance, and the sniper's natural instincts told him that the flamethrower couldn't even spray at this height, he was perfectly safe! "Roar!" The tracker growled, apparently the shots still did some damage to him.
Just when Murphy thought there was nothing he could do but rage impotently, he bent down and grabbed a burnt corpse on the ground and threw it violently in Murphy's direction! "Oh my God!" Mofei hurriedly dodged, fortunately was not smashed, or else either dead or injured! "Ka-da!" A series of connected cluster grenades were thrown at the tracker! The tracker raised his hand and grabbed the grenade string firmly! Mick Khan, who threw the grenade, was also stunned.
The tracker threw his backhand, and the grenade string flew in Murphy's direction! Murphy had just re-racked his gun and was about to fire, when he saw this sight, he was so scared he couldn't even get his gun and hurriedly jumped down the safety ladder! "Rumble!" The violent explosion lit up the night sky, the huge power destroyed half of the floor, Murphy fell into the alley and never moved again, I'm afraid he had met with an untimely death.
The judgment ability, reaction ability, and attack power of the Tracker far exceeds that of the Tyrant, and is definitely the most terrifying biochemical weapon in Lyken City at the moment! "I'm afraid there's no other way but to retreat!" Jill said.
"Attention all--" Mikhan was about to give the order when a sudden blinding light illuminated the street.
The tracker, sensing an anomaly behind him, turned around.
Twenty meters away, a large group of people stood in the dark.
Thorne saw that the man in the lead was none other than the Grey King, and behind him were over thirty heavily armed players! They even drove a Humvee with a heavy machine gun on it! Reinforcements have finally arrived! "Everyone, evacuate this street!" The radio mounted on the Humvee blared, "We're going to do a sweep!" The trackers quickly determined the immediate threat level and immediately shifted their targets to these people.
"Fire!!!" Numerous bullets roared out like a mountain! Most of the bullets were fired from small caliber rifles, hitting his bullet-proof vest and sending out flashes of fire! But there were powerful weapons that barely managed to pierce its coat, but the instant damage inflicted by a single performance was still not powerful enough, and the tracker's quick recovery allowed it to still advance against the fire! All the players were shocked: this tracker's vitality was even stronger than what it showed in the game! But not those little zombies, the powerful firepower flurry had killed them almost completely in the first wave of attack, without any doubt of death.
The heavy machine gun on the Humvee also opened fire, a 12.7mm bullet whistled past, and a large gash opened in the windbreaker after a string of fire flooded the tracker's body! The heavy machine gun's continuous fire was close to the limit of the damage it could take! With a roar, the tracker's arm lifted up and extended its long tentacles, hooking a street billboard, and its entire body flew up, disappearing from view after a few prances.