Chapter 237: The aggressive An Geer

An Geer deprived her of time to hesitate, and the old woman could only hide first, her palms could not help but sweat.
Unexpectedly, her heartbeat would still be so fierce at this moment, a person who was half of her legs fast entering the coffin.
"Ding--"
After a sound, the door was suddenly opened, and An Ge'er hid in the doorway, and at the same time she took off her sunglasses and went in, looking at the situation inside.
It was just that the door was suddenly opened, and the people inside saw that there was no one at the door. They looked at each other immediately. As they walked, the heavy machine guns had begun to shoot at the door.
Mars was splashing everywhere, and An Ge'er's back was wet with sweat, trying to calm her nervousness, pushed her sunglasses forward more carefully, and watched the scene reflected inside.
An Asian man in a suit is walking up step by step holding a gun, watching the situation ahead vigilantly.
"Who is where?!"
An Geer stood outside and saw the figure leaning closer in his sunglasses, grasped the opposite position, took a deep breath, and slammed the machine gun out!
In the image reflected by the lens, the red scanning magnetic line was aimed at the person's forehead with a bang.
A successful hit!
She is not a fool. The current world depends on her brain, so she will not expose herself to the enemy's eyes.
But with this shot, the recoil was too strong, and her thin arms and legs became numb in an instant.
But it was too late for her to ease, and the more fierce firepower struck, An Geer saw through the dark glasses a fully armed man with a laser gun was approaching the door, and several bullets shot on the door frame. Sparks burst in an instant.
An Ge'er frowned and gritted his teeth, just poking out the muzzle to find a good angle from the sunglasses, but in the next moment, the other party seemed to have found the sunglasses, beeping a few shots, and instantly smashed it into slag.
The remnants of the black lens splashed all over, and An Ge'er was so close and unable to avoid it, a piece of debris quickly swept across her cheek decisively.
...
Suddenly rubbing the corner of his eyes on his cheeks, a trace of blood seeped through a thin gap.
Adding a bit of blood and enchantment to that messy and enchanting face.
An Ge'er wiped it off indiscriminately and cursed.
Damn, do you want to disfigure her?
She is really bullying! ?
Damn, when I thought about her studying guns, these people didn't know where to play!
Ange was angry.
At this time, because of the continuous shooting, the people in it finally had no bullets.
Taking advantage of the time to reload the bullet inside, An Ge'er suddenly sneered, turned over and rolled in, kneeling on his knees and raising the machine gun, under the stare of the person who was dumbfounded and eager to load the bullet...
Very unceremonious headshot!
Everything is finally quiet.
An Geer dropped the gun, swept across the disgusting scene of red and white intertwined underground, walked directly to the front, sat softly in the pilot position of the plane, and took a deep breath.
At this moment, her temples were jumping violently, and when An Ge'er opened her eyes again, she realized how crazy she was today.
The old woman also stepped past the corpse and walked in now, Bianco's unexpected expression was much calmer.
It seems that such a scene is no stranger.
An Ge'er was too tired to pay attention so much. This time I just planned to contact the ground to the flight station and tell the following that the current situation on the plane needs to be rescued. As a result, the door was suddenly knocked open.