Chapter 846: Dam doubt cloud(5)

"Ok."
Jackson agreed.
"You are an expert in this area, you have the final say."
However, he still called outsiders.
"Assemble a few heavy fire teams."
He ordered.
"Be prepared to rush in when we call for support, but don't enter the shrine in advance."
Then he glanced at this unnatural, depressed witch.
"Are you ok?"
She nodded, which made Jackson relieved.
"I'm fine. I'm afraid that this place has been profaned far more than the impact caused by Oak."
Jackson thought it was true, but it made people uncomfortable.
"Ok."
He tried to determine the way forward.
"Where are we going?"
"The control room should be over there."
She pointed to a lift at the far end of the porch and said that the pedals were moving upwards, and everyone ran quickly towards it, and the night blades were always vigilant of any strange movements around them.
"Sir!"
Nightblade in front suddenly stopped, but Jackson was blocked by the metal tools in front of him, and he couldn't see anything attracting his attention.
When he bypassed the metalwork and saw something lying on the polished marble floor at his feet, he immediately turned around and didn't want Elena to see this terrible sight, but it was still a step late.
At this moment she was standing behind me, staring dumbfounded at the deceased Pastor Kaimon on the ground.
"do you know him?"
Jackson asked, and she shook her head slowly, trying to accept this cruel fact.
"I've never been here before."
She reminded the other party:
"Just studied the design of the dam."
"He died two weeks ago."
Night Blade, who was very researchful about the dead, crouched down and carefully examined the corpse that had begun to corrupt.
"But it wasn't because of the invasion. It seems that Ok didn't come here."
"I don't think the so-called demons will use guns."
A large hole was opened in the man's chest, and some explosive projectile was detonated in his chest, immediately killing him.
"It seems that the enemy has left this place."
"indeed."
Yebla agreed.
"But they shouldn't be so accurate."
As soon as he said this, Jackson realized he was right.
The priest was shot dead, and Greenhide usually fired continuously in a fully automatic mode, leaving craters on the floor and machine parts around him.
"Do you think this is done by humans?"
Elena didn't know so, staring at them back and forth.
"But why?"
"I don't have any clue, and now this matter doesn't matter. We still have work to do here. Many lives depend on us to complete this work."
Driven by a sense of mission, Elena quickly recovered, and she has long been accustomed to such atrocities since she has been fighting against the green skin for a long time.
"Then we'd better hurry up, no matter who's responsibility this is, things are long gone."
As Elena said, this is indeed the case.
"You just said that you want to go above?"
Jackson began to walk towards the elevator, and the discovery of the blasted body exacerbated his urgency for the imminent threat, as did the Night Blades.
As he approached it, the afterglow in the corner of his eye noticed something flashed by, and immediately instinctively hid behind a pile of metal scattered in the hall.
As he performed these actions, the roar of the heavy machine gun rang through the hall. The machine that provided him with bunkers made a clanking sound similar to the big bell in the temple under the impact of projectiles.
"Enemies!!"
While issuing a warning, Jackson leaned his head out bravely, trying to see who was trying to kill them.
Elena also hid in the bunker. He could see the corner of her white robe coming out from behind a base a few meters away from her, and the sound of the large-caliber pistol made me find the location of the night blade.
The bullet hit the target, but did not cause any substantial damage to the body mixed with the mechanical prosthesis and the flesh. This guy is about the same size as Ok, but the IQ may be twice that of them. (Refer to the tyrant in the goddess of revenge for the specific appearance)
"The enemy is the war machine of the Trust Council!!"
Jackson was very familiar with the enemies in front of him. This twisted monster once impressed him on the battlefield.
"It is equipped with a machine gun and a knife."
The lieutenant general also shot at it, but he didn't dare to expect too much, but hoped to produce a certain effect.
Soon, the head filled with test tube hoses slowly turned to Jackson's direction.
"It was seriously injured."
Jackson observed this guy up close and added that from where he stood, it seemed that someone had put it down with a single shell, but it didn't completely kill it.
Its body is covered with bullet holes, and the wounds are blown up. Its melee weapons seem to be completely obedient, at least there are some failures, but it can still use its arm to hold an unprotected person. Hit half dead.
"Destroy the mutants."
This thing makes a harsh sound through some kind of implanted sound-producing device, and it repeats the last instruction given by this kind of equipment magically.
"Protection-New World"
It poured the firepower of the arm gun into the general direction of Jackson's hiding place, while taking a heavy footstep.
At that moment, Jackson thought it was going to charge itself, but Yeblad shot at it again and stopped it. This stupid flesh-and-blood monster showed a near confused expression, then turned its head to Yeblad's direction and repeated the same words. :
"Eliminate mutants and protect the new world."
"Continue to attack, don't let it slow down."
When it fired again, Jackson shouted to his guard, this time its target was changed to Nightblade, and he turned and took a hesitant step in his direction.
Before he had a chance to think about what he was doing and changed his mind, Jackson drew his sword and rushed towards it at full speed.
He almost succeeded. The guy noticed someone approaching and turned to face this more direct threat.
The buzzing blade wiped the power cable on its back and made a spark.
And it danced with the high-frequency vibrating crystal blade on his hand, but thanks to the Father, the thing still didn't work properly. At the last moment, Jackson leaned over and flashed it. When he caught the hat on his head, he was frightened with cold sweat.
"monster!"
He slashed upwards with a sword, and by luck rather than judgment, he cut a body with a lot of flesh tissue, and a large amount of unpleasant pus leaked from the wound, which was splashed on the collar of the shirt.
The guy shook his body and rushed towards Jackson again, but this time it was a bit stiff, and the other party seemed to paralyze one of its arms.
"Retreat, sir! We can't find the shooting angle!"
The woman's voice sounds familiar, but now he has no time to think about it. He is fighting this killing machine, and trying to leave the battle at this time will only give it a perfect chance to kill himself.
When a bullet shot by Yeblad hit its back, its body shook, and Jackson took advantage of its short distraction to turn to its back and slash the power cables again.
His move returned without success as before.
"Eliminate mutants and protect the new world."
This guy turned around again to attack Jackson. He took cover while he was turning his arm. He knew clearly that even if he entangled with it, he couldn't help it, and at that distance it could not be missed... …
At this time he heard a faint and ridiculous knock, immediately rolled over and rolled behind another pile of waste, constantly praying to every saint he could think of at this time.
That guy has no bullets!
In the previous battle it had almost exhausted all the ammunition.
A moment later, when the distinctive roar of the machine gun sounded again, Jackson thought he had made a mistake, but this time the bullet did not hit him, so he poked out his head and wanted to see what happened.