Chapter 697: Rangers (middle)

Casco used a special execution pistol to resist the crater in Oak's guard's chest, firing repeatedly at zero distance, while the barb and claws of the handguard frantically scratched the enemy's helmet.
Klein could hear the piercing friction sound, considering that this beast with a height of more than three meters and armor might weigh nearly a ton. Casco's power at that moment was terrifying.
The Oak Guards roared furiously and fought hard to resist, but the assassin like flowing mercury couldn't help slipping between his clumsy fingers covered in armor.
Then, arterial blood spewed out of the broken armor, and Casco immediately buried his claws deep into the flesh under the armor.
Ok dropped the gun that hit the empty bullet and hit the opponent with an iron fist, but even if any trace of painful sensation really passed into Casco's brain, his blood vessels filled with rage stimulants and sensory inhibitors had long been It is invisible to invisible.
In the last hoarse roar, Ok finally collapsed.
Casco grinned broadly, grabbed the combat knife that fell to the ground, and mobilized his whole body to stab down into the gap of the helmet.
The weapon cut through the steel, plunged into flesh and blood, and cut off the bones.
About a minute later, Casco turned over and lay down on the floor, the whole body trembling in the aftermath of the chemical rage.
"Original--Original..."
He struggled to spit out words and gasped heavily to force himself to relax.
"This, this is how it feels to kill them..."
He grinned under the cracked helmet.
"I like."
This is Klein also stood up.
"We have to go, before other Europeans come."
"Don't you... don't thank me, thank me for saving your life, spy?"
WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! !
Suddenly, the fallen Ouke got up and swooped without warning, stretched out his hands, and driven by wild anger, the last brutal force of brutality broke out.
Klein's star dart gun was holding in his hand, and Ye blade poured all the firepower of the weapon on Ouke's head. The violent impact disintegrated the organization and instantly destroyed the other party's brain.
The next second, the guard twitched and fell to the ground again.
"thank you."
Ye blade glanced at Casco, then shrugged.
"cut--"
The two assassins then moved away from any major street, avoiding the large number of frightened civilians who flocked to the edge of the city.
Ten minutes have elapsed since the killing in the square. People have gradually lost the will to flee and are numb by the fear in their hearts.
Nowadays they are faltering, most of the time they are silent. Some people's trolleys are filled with various items they can or rescue, while others are reluctant to give up heavily overloaded ground vehicles.
When people spoke occasionally, they just whispered in whisper, as if they were worried that the normal volume of conversation would attract Ock from the other side of the city.
Night Blade hid in a dark alley opposite a monorail station and heard people talking about the tragedy.
Some people say they have razed the square to the ground, drones of vehicles are transporting more Oak, others say they see huge beasts on the streets, even bigger wars than a church Monster.
The only truth that Klein can tell from only a few words is that Okay was resolutely carrying out the orders given by the pale tyrant, and Knight City would become a smoldering firewood pile before the night.
Although cruel, it is their purpose.
A destroyed city is better than a surrendered city. From another point of view, the brutality of Oak can give those who try to surrender a little warning to dispel their fantasies.
Now it has reached the point where the empire requires everyone to shed the last drop of blood. At this time, there are no innocent people, and innocent people are also innocent.
A few meters deep in the alley, the Blurred Blade is sitting on a trash can, using the battlefield medical bag to sew the many wounds left in the previous fierce battle, and his entire body is still in the residual effect of stimulant. Shivering slightly.
Klein frowned and heard the chewing sound of the stapler re-splicing blood and flesh. He heard that these killers who had undergone deep organ transformation often needed to inject a lot of drugs in the battle, which made them many Man has become a hopeless addict, a and a deep schizophrenic.
Most people in the Night Blade system also thoroughly investigate these freaks, and even some people regard them as threats. Such a deep fall is enough to be disturbing. Even if they are the most powerful weapons, it also means that it may be out of control. .
The method sensed the other person's sight, Casco raised his head, he took off the helmet, and a torn eye was flowing with clear liquid.
He grinned, showing teeth.
"You are shaking."
Klein ignored the other party's insults, took off his dilapidated uniform, and put on a brocade coat stolen from a model in the ruins of the store.
"It may not take so long."
Night Blade leaned against the wall, thinking about the follow-up plan. Now the only thing to consider is the retreat. After something like that happened on the square, you can imagine that the city is already full of Oak.
Those who try to escape from the city will find that more green skin is waiting for them, and Knight is destined to stay.
"Do you remember when you last killed an Ok?"
Casco suddenly asked, with a strong disgust in his words.
Klein glanced at each other~EbookFREE.me~ deliberately focused on those scars and implants spreading over light leather armor.
"Very important?"
The Blurred Blade immediately chuckled.
"Not at all."
He turned his attention back to his wound.
"Are there any more signs of Oak?"
Ye Ren hummed negatively.
"But they will come. I've seen such situations before, they traverse the city, torch what they have passed, and challenge anyone who dares to block."
"Let them come--"
Casco growled and tied the last battle bandage to his thick thigh.
"There will be more than one next time."
"No doubt."
The blurred blade's hands are still twitching from time to time.
"Maybe we will all die here."
This pessimistic speech attracted Ye Ren's scolding eyes.
"I don't intend to die in this ghost place."
"It's as if you have a choice."
With a chuckle, the assassin tapped the beat with his finger.
"The situation is not good."
Suddenly, a scream of animals pulled Klein's attention out of this disturbing thought, and the assassin looked up to see a certain kind of raptor flashing at the end of the alley, and then reversed direction to where they were. Glide over.
Casco raised his pistol at an unsightly speed, the weapon spit out a stab in a stern drink, and the bird died in response, falling to the ground like a rock.
Klein walked towards the animal's body. It was suspicious, like the flash of the sun shining on the metal...
"What?"
Casco also got up suddenly, followed by lamely.
"moron."
Klein picked up the bird's body and used a dagger to bisect the torso.