Chapter 312: You shouldn't provoke her (below)

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"Keep off!" The [Hunter] driven by Torrick pushed away a [Sky Penalty] in front of him. Beside him, the soldiers of the Sabre Battalion also dragged Feiyang's armor sideways.
These special reconnaissance battalion soldiers who followed Tian Xingjian and died in Milok, now have red eyes. Two hundred [Hunter] are murderous. There's a posture of dying a hand when something is not right.
No matter who it is, if they want to stop the division of the sharp knife camp to rescue them, they must first bear their anger. This group of mixed has never been a friend or foe. Let's take the fat man's usual teaching, that is, if you can't talk, cut it! Who has any fart kung fu?
Of course, running if you do n’t win is one of the teachings.
The pushed Feiyang mecha didn't sigh, almost running to make way. From the moment they received the order, they felt that this time they were doing something awkward. The six armored divisions, even if they were thrown in Mozic as cannon fodder, now it is still preventing others from saving their chiefs. This is a black pot with no children.
Now that other people's ministries have come down, in order to prevent conflicts, hasn't I made concessions? Big deal is not a good task. Because of this, I will never bite Lao Tzu's bird!
The Sabre Camp almost went all the way to the hotel entrance. When Douglas was ushered in, Major Lere Major Toric glanced at Major Feiyan and said: "Do you want me to step on you?" There was a terrifying gas in the gruesome voice . It was as if he was standing in front of himself, instead of an enemies of different ranks, rather than an allied major general with a much higher rank.
The Gacharin soldiers who were already dissatisfied with the actions of the Feiyang people turned their heads. They understood that for the sake of their teachers, these Lere people could really do it.
But Major General Fanagyan dared to pop half of the word "Yes" out of his mouth, and the next second, the big foot of the mech would step on him without hesitation. Not only Major Nalere stepped on, but more than two hundred mechas behind him would follow without hesitation.
Gacharin soldiers did not want to use testimony to blame the fat men in the final investigation. In fact, what the Lereans want to do is exactly what they want to do. Most of the owners of these new Gacharin regimes are standing here, most of them are inferiors!
Moreover, for many of the freedom front fighters, the fat man is also their leader. Is their idol.
"I'll go in with you." Douglas' words were unexpected to everyone. He took an automatic assault rifle from the guard next to him and smiled slightly: "In my own name."
"Okay!" Torick rushed towards the hotel lobby with his mech: "When we rescue our teacher, I apologize to you! If something happens to the teacher, let's settle the bill!"
Douglas smiled bitterly and turned to do something. Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and dozens of Gacharin soldiers and a few Feiyang soldiers had already wailed, and rushed into the Lelei mech.

The suspension elevator ascended quietly. In the elevator, three Howard family soldiers quietly looked at the changing numbers on the display, with no expression on their faces, and the blood of the hotel security remained on their bodies.
In a narrow space, the atmosphere was somewhat suppressed and bloody.
It was originally thought that more than thirty elite family warriors assassinated an unsuspecting fat man, and only needed an energy pistol for concealment and a few minutes. No one thought that after a series of accidents, the situation would evolve like this.
In the communicator, Ritter was still furiously urging reinforcements.
The three soldiers frowned, and they didn't understand why the eight men who had gone up before them did not take down the two Leray soldiers who swept all the way with [Clement]. Even if the [Ivanov] in his hand has a weak firepower, it will be dead if he hits the point!
"Ding!" The suspension elevator slowed down and stopped. The three family warriors squeezed their guns and pointed them at the elevator door.
The elevator door opened, and there was no one in the hallway. Only in the corridor of Area A at the other end of the corridor, there were dense gunshots.
The three of them relaxed, their guns tilted slightly, walked out of the elevator, and walked across the corridor.
In the hallway, there was a mess. The door of each room was open, and some luggage, shoes, and hats were scattered messyly on the carpet. It must have been left when the guests panicked and fled.
At the beginning, every time they passed an open guest room door, the three fighters had to cooperate in the security of the march according to the tactical requirements. Usually the first person gradually compresses the safety angle inside the room door. When a certain angle is reached, the second person flashes out to block the room door, then the third person passes quickly, and then the first person who compresses the safety angle passes, Finally, the person who blocked the door of the room faced back and traveled backwards.
The stairwells in Zone A were getting closer and closer, gunshots and Rutter's roar were getting louder and louder, and the guard movements of the three soldiers passing the door of the room slackened. After all, the entire hotel is still under its own control. And before them, two teammates had passed the same place. So close to Area A, if there are enemies, Ritter and they cannot be unaware.
The three soldiers speeded up, almost trotting towards the corridor. The closer they were to the corridor in Area A, the more their attention was distracted by the fierce gunfire in the stairwell.
An open room door swayed quietly past them. There are two doors to the stairs of Area A. Looking at the diagonal line, the doors of these two rooms are empty. There is no problem other than a little clutter at the door.
The three soldiers accelerated their pace. At this moment, suddenly, a fat figure appeared like a ghost in the penultimate door, only a flash, and came to them.
The soldier who ran at the front was caught off guard by the man's hand, only to hear the sound of "Dong", the soldier's head was hit the window frame on the other side of the corridor, like a hammer It was like a tomato in the middle, and it was smashed in a flash.
The soldiers who followed were simply too late to react. Among the flashlights, that figure had flashed in front of the second warrior. Just listening to "babble", a toothbrush was inserted into the soldier's eyes. A scream of extreme screaming suddenly sounded, and the toothbrush was tilted straight up into the brain.
"It's him!" The third soldier clearly saw the appearance of the sneak attacker, who was the target of this operation. The assassinated Stephen and killed the Grand Duke!
The soldier instinctively raised the gun, but he had no chance of firing. Just at the moment when his gun was just raised, a leg circling like a battle axe had already reached himself.
"Click!" As if struck by a swept iron bar, the gunman of this family warrior, like a stepped firewood, turned out of a strange shape and was kicked off. Before he could feel the pain, the fat man turned around like a whirlwind, and the other leg seemed to sweep casually on his head.
After a chilling muffled noise, the soldier fell to the ground like a broken sack. His neck was kicked off by this foot. His head was splayed softly, his eyes wide open.
This last warrior is a peripheral disciple of a fighting family in Gacharin. He has seen many masters and has also been selected as an elite by his one-handed fighting technique. However, he has never seen such a terrifying fighting technique. In front of this thick and honest fat man, he had no chance to resist.
"Fat fat man! Pa! Fat fat man! Pa! ..." A burst of gunfire came along with the sound of a woman grieving and gritting her teeth.
In the gradual enlargement of the soldier's pupils, the body of eight companions and the figure of the fat man beside him are reflected in the penultimate room. In the cry of the woman, the figure of the fat man trembled violently and ran to the stairwell.

When Douglas walked into the hotel door, the intensive gunfire suddenly stopped.
Le Lei fighters who walked out of the mech, quickly divided into several teams, and poured into the corridors, corridors and every room. Douglas and several Feiyan warriors followed the Lere people and proceeded carefully along the way.
The whole hotel was quiet, without any movement.
No one knows where the fat man is, what is happening now, where the enemy is ambushing, and how many more. The soldiers can only advance layer by layer.
The further away, the more shocked Douglas and the soldiers entering the hotel. Everywhere in this hotel, there are corpses. There are guests, security guards, and unidentified fighters who can clearly see the clues from their physique.
In the dining room on the second floor, a soldier was broken his neck. In the kitchen, another soldier fell on the chopping board with a sharp knife in his chest. In the corridor, the two soldiers curled up and fell to the ground. Judging from the blood foam at the corners of their mouths and the footprints of their hearts, they were kicked to death by their feet.
On the third, fourth, and fifth floors, as the team searched faster and faster, a body holding [Ivanov] was found. Except on the fourth, seventh, and eighth floor corridors of Area A, there were 11 dead bodies and five of the halls were accidentally killed by guns. The others were all killed by freehand. !
The fierce maneuver, a fatal blow, these differently dressed but equally strong fighters, there is no room to fight back. Especially on the ninth floor, outside a room, there are three soldiers killed by different tactics, and inside the room, there are eight corpses that are also soldiers.
These people apparently moved into the room after being killed.
Everyone dared to creep. It seems that there is an unknown demon in this hotel who can easily kill these battle-hardened warriors in an instant. In groups of three, in groups of four, no one can escape the devil's poisonous hand.
It's just a kill. The energy guns in the hands of those soldiers haven't even been moved. The demon apparently thought that it would not be necessary to use a pistol to kill these soldiers.
His hands, his legs, toothbrushes, walls, everything is his weapon. There was a guy in a suit strangled by his own tie, and another, a fighting thorn in his hand stabbed his chin.
Douglas was shocked all the way to the corner of the tenth floor stairs.
The staircase on the eleventh floor was blocked by a group of Lelei warriors who looked embarrassed. The gang of guys with red eyes just now huddled together and probed upstairs.
"Dead fat man, say!" An angry and nice voice was questioning: "There is no news for so long, you have no conscience! Sophistry ..."
Everyone was snickering. Douglas squeezed in a fog, and looked at the probe. I saw that the fat man who had always been so stupid in front of himself was standing in front of a beautiful girl with a frown on his face, nodding and bowing, "I'm wrong!"
"It's useful to admit your mistakes?" The girl was quite wronged, her tears twirled in her eyes: "If you don't come back, there will be no news, you won't say anything, people come to you, and they meet someone and shoot me ..."
"I'm wrong!"
"You must have colluded with him!" The girl reached out and twisted the fat man's face.
The fat man didn't hide or hide, but bent down, and put his face up with a low smile on his face: "Pinch, pinch, you just pinch in your heart."
"I'm guilty? You can go find a new man if I die?" The girl lifted the fat man's cheeks with a pair of white hands.
"Boss ... Boss ..." The fat man grinned with teeth on a deformed face: "Gollana is ..."
"Fuck!" Half the soldiers, including Douglas, spit in contempt. The man's face was completely lost by the dead fat man who had suffered a thousand knives!
The scorn of the men was heard by the two. The girl glanced back, her face red, quickly let go of the fat man's face, stomped her feet, and flashed into the eleventh floor corridor. A few seconds later, a door closing sound came.
"Ah!" Immediately, there was a wailing noise.
The guys rushed upstairs, but they saw the fat man kicking and stomping on a man with his hands tied up, and he scolded in his mouth: "Let you cause trouble to Lao Tzu! Let you cause trouble to Lao Tzu! Is n’t it just stepping on your dad, you dare to provoke that grandma ?! "
Under a stunned gaze, the fatter said more and more aggrieved: "You don't make sense!"

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