Chapter 611: Hell Capital Street Fighting (fourth)

As the player who sneaked into the house was killed, the dilapidated wagon, which was still mad on the street, suddenly lost control and flew to the two patrols on the side of the road, then hit the tree and exploded, the ignited fuel tank. Start to make a crisp buzz.
The madness of the follower under the direction of the master, like the horn of the war, the players who were originally hidden in the apartment, also took to the streets and began to directly exchange fire with the patrols.
As for the reason, it is natural that the hunting activity last night has once again opened:
- The incineration agency has determined the location of all wanted criminals in the city through triangulation and marked their area on the satellite map.
Within one hour from now, all players' positions will be marked on the map and will continue to be pursued by the incineration agency. This effect cannot be offset by any skill, and I wish you a happy hunting.
When the event started, the players did not choose to dodge like the last night, but began to fight with the patrols!
- Players are not fools. They have already discovered that the patrols in the city tonight are not as "high energy" as they were yesterday. In addition, after a day of preparation work, it has improved a lot of combat power, which is one of the reasons why everyone started a confrontation.
No one likes to hide in the house, just the front is the fighting style that most players of War Heaven like.
Now, after gaining the ability to compete with the patrols, the players in the Hell Capital are not going to endure!
Oh...
The bursting guns shredded the silent night, and the three patrolmen on the sidewalk were directly swept into a sieve by bullets. At the same time, more than ten gunshot wounds were sprayed with blood, such as plastic bottles that were leaked after being filled with water. .
"kill you!"
A white man with a G36 rifle quickly ordered the mass-produced T800 next to him. The humanoid machine in a black suit, holding a M240 class machine gun in his arms, strode forward. Go and pour the deadly rain on the patrols on the streets.
"We... were suppressed by firepower... requesting support..." A patrolman who was afraid to show up behind the flower bed started the radio and reported the current situation to the headquarters.
"Now all the neighborhoods are fighting and can't support you." The headquarters quickly sent a cold command.
"But..." The patrolman still wanted to argue, waiting for him was the rustling of the rustling in the receiver.
At the same time, there was also a gun battle in the nearby neighborhood. The players who were chased by the patrols last night began to rely on the weapons and equipment obtained during the day to revenge the patrols:
Three patrolmen died in the M16 rifle, and a young man wearing a desert camouflage suit on the sidewalk squatted on the sidewalk, looking at the street ahead by the green line of night vision.
There were fifteen patrols, and the player and his T800 follow him. Among them, he was killed by a player who was suspected of joining the incineration agency...
The player "salted fish" was killed by the player "withered".
"It seems that there is nothing to live."
The nickname is the "withered" player who said that he was about to stand up, but was shocked by the roar of the engine that suddenly exploded in the right hand side:
"what's the situation?"
When he was about to turn his head, he couldn’t see anything from the glare of the blast, and he hurriedly took off the night vision device. With the fastest speed, the night vision device was removed from the front with the right hand. After a few seconds, the large mottled afterimage in the eyes gradually faded.
The rumble of the large-scale vehicle operation shocked the earth, and it turned out to be a blue-green camouflage chariot.
This chariot has no tracks and there are four huge wheels on each side. In addition to the large searchlights that are projecting light beams, the roof also houses an integrated turret that is smaller than the tank turret.
The most eye-catching on the turret is the automatic high-speed gun with a diameter of 30 mm and a grenade launcher that looks extremely oppressive. On the back side of the turret, an anti-tank missile launcher was also installed. Compared with these heavy firepower, the weapons in the hands of patrols are just as ridiculous as children's toys.
"Mom, it's BTR, fast withdrawal!"
Withered and screaming, he rushed to the other side of the street, and the mass-produced T800 followed him to run fast.
- Although the name is "armored transport vehicle", the firepower of the BTR-90 even surpasses some light tanks. In the face of such a terrible big guy, he who has no anti-tank weapons is basically equal to the fish that he has slaughtered. Now if he does not retreat, he will be wiped out immediately!
Not yet ran out of two steps, the BTR-90's 30mm automatic gun broke out with a rhythmic "squeaky" sound, the power of the incomparable bullet, directly with the dying T800, along with a jeep next to it Together, they are torn into pieces that are flying all over the sky!
In the face of such firepower, the vehicles on the street could not be used as shelters, just like paper toys, and they were instantly smashed into piles of debris.
"Your sister..."
At his running speed, it is naturally impossible to race the BTR90 wheeled chariot. It was too late to turn. The whole person was bombarded with a cannonball of automatic guns, which directly triggered the sudden death system and was kicked back into the game bin.
- The player "dead" has died!
"Ah!"
Mourning and screams rang in the city, and then the deafening guns slammed into the air. The thick white smoke rising in the city shrouded the city, obscuring the bright moonlight cast in the air.
The battles in the city of Holomansk quickly entered a state of enthusiasm, and players were quickly searching for other players nearby while slaughtering patrols. The sound of guns on the street made it difficult for the corpse to hide back in the apartment. The face that started to rot was placed in front of the bedroom window on the second floor, looking down at the street below:
"How do you start the uprising again? Don't you say that you are better?"
He can see that the intensity of the battle tonight is not lost to yesterday’s uprising. I don’t know where the bold madman is coming to exchange fire with the patrols of the incineration agency.
Unlike the alienated citizens, the soldiers who appeared this time are also normal humans. At least they use human weapons instead of strange alienation.
"Isn't that a human mercenary?"
The equipment used by the incineration organs is a special version of the alienated monster. Whether it is a bullet containing mercury or a sonic weapon installed on an armored vehicle, it is a deadly weapon for alienated monsters.
- However, if it is a human mercenary, perhaps not afraid of the "wildfire" that is deadly to the alienated soldiers, it can also resist the attack of sonic weapons.
In this way, the battle against the incineration agency will have a few more chances, not as hopeless as before!
Thinking of this, the corpse also raised his mouth slightly and spit out a rancid breath. The smile on the face of the dead man was very bright and looked even more horrible.
He slid out of the apartment with enthusiasm, intending to take advantage of the opportunity of the outbreak of the war to replace a new body with good limbs.

Ok, the fourth is over... Although it has timed out, it’s a good idea to complete yesterday’s promise.