The roller shutter door tightened, and two shots broke the lock core, kicked the small door open with one kick, and quickly entered. The tactical flashlight was clamped on the chin to check the surrounding environment.

This looks like a large warehouse, with a size of several hundred square meters. There are some parts and tools scattered in the corners, and three small aircraft of different models are placed in the middle. Judging from the dust falling on it, it should have been abandoned for a long time.

Cao Hong understood that the flight club would be opened in such a small town. The place was large, the rent was cheap, and the applicant could apply for agricultural aircraft at any time, and drove the plane around the sky. The various departments were high and the emperor was far away, so he didn't care.

As for the long distance? Do you think the owner who can fly a plane and play will care about the two gas money?

But he didn't understand a mere small flying club. As for setting up a three-storey land that totals nearly 2,000 square meters? Not to mention the internal modifications are so exaggerated?

After looking at Xiao Jiepao embedded in the walls of the four corners of the hall, Cao Hong looked up at the monitor above his head and said, "Are these things still working?"

"It's very good!" The monitors and Xiao Jie Cannon on the three-dimensional diagram of the generals enlarge the perspective, and clearly see the status of the internal power lamp.

"Great!" Cao Hong licked his lips, pressed his gun up, and said, "It seems that he will perform a dirt power this time!"

With a little toe, Cao Hong rushed out of the dead corner at the door, and shot the pistols one by one. The monitors were like light bulbs, and they were penetrated through the camera one by one, becoming blind waste.

The Xiaojie Cannon is well maintained. It receives signals captured on the motion sensor and rotates rapidly to shoot.

"Dadadada..."

Cao Hong mobilized a trace of spirit to press his feet, and his speed suddenly doubled. His body floated casually in the center of the hall, flexibly as if he was dancing. He easily dodged the bullet with just a slight difference. His two guns fired continuously, and four bullets shot into the barrel of Xiao Jie Cannon almost at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, I heard two "bang, bang!" and the explosion of the duet instantly reimbursed the four Xiaojie cannons...

Looking at the words "removal of dangerous sources" on the black and white book, Cao Hong said: "Why do I think you are becoming more and more like a supercomputer?"

"Given your ignorance, I can pretend that this insult is not heard!" Zhu snorted.

Cao Hong quickly replenished the magazine with both guns, leaned against one wall and climbed up the stairs, responding in his heart: "How can this be an insult? I'm praising you!"

"Is that right? Some people say you are as smart as a pig, and you usually take such words as praise?"

"...Okay! I'll shut up!"

The first floor is a warehouse and repair workshop, and the second floor is an office area. Judging from the several comfortable sofa areas on the three-dimensional picture, the working environment here is really good.

A monitor and a machine gun were found around the corner. Before it could show its power, Cao Hong blocked its ammunition chain by two shots, and then he could only hear the "crack" fault alarm when the engine started, and the sound of the electric belt when the front was shaken left and right.

"The enemy is very considerate! I know I have a gun missing, so I'm sending it to me!" Cao Hong laughed and removed the heavy machine gun from the electric clamp position in a few seconds. He held it in his hand and said with a strange expression: "Do you know? Zhu!"

"how?"

"I'm wondering when I can carry out the next reinforcement now?" Cao Hong's effortless one-handed sword machine gun looked at the shoulder, holding a long chain of bullets in one hand, and said, "This kind of power... is so wonderful!"

"When your perfect soul is completely integrated into your own soul!" Zhu said lightly: "When you can know what is the real power!"

The machine gun plus the linkages weigh 50 or 60 kilograms. It was unimaginable before using it as the main weapon.

Although Browning 1919 is not as powerful as the famous Gatling machine gun, its victory lies in accuracy, and it is a human-shaped machine gun in hand.

"Ah? It's really a lot of thought!" Cao Hong walked to the second floor and knocked on the metal door that was obviously made of special steel, saying, "Maybe this is the boy's base camp! How did you find him?"

"On the top, at one o'clock." The three-dimensional map on the black and white book shrank, revealing three layers of red light spots that were unusually bright.

"I finally found you! This bitch is raised!" Cao Hong spitted, and set up a machine gun and banged wildly at the metal door.

“Kukukukuku….”

The bullet shell rushed back like raindrops and flew out, and fell to the ground, making a jingle sound like rain hitting banana leaves. The metal gate kept making "empty" explosions, one big pit and one big pit appeared one after another until the pit holes fell down with two layers and one thick gate.

"boom!"

The huge impact smashed the entire building.

No source of danger was found on the three-dimensional imaging. When I saw several cameras, I shot and exploded directly. Cao Hong was too lazy to pay attention to it. He quickly swept around, and his toes were connected, and his body moved rapidly in the four corners!

"There!" Although Cao Hong complained about the reconnaissance range of only 100 meters, he was a magic weapon that could see through the wall after all. He found clues behind the front wall in just a few seconds.

"Damn!" Looking at the three-dimensional map, Cao Hong's eyes were almost glaring out. "It seems that this guy is a talent. Not only monitors, automatic defense weapons, sniper games, but also building guys can do it!"

The staircase on the third floor was found, but the map showed that it was definitely not a wall covering it, but actually blocking the passage on the third floor with bricks and stones.

I don’t know what method this kid used to use a brick to deeply build the originally weak staircase into a thicker copper wall at the corner of the city wall.

"The Doomsday is indeed full of talents! 'Forcing life' is a word that is simply omnipotent. Anyone who encounters it will burst out with some messy potential!" Cao Hong decisively gave up the idea of ​​walking on the stairs and walked towards the window and looked down.

Cao Hong smashed it out in a clang, and the zombies outside gathered here as if they heard the charge horn. At a rough look, there were 180 crowds below and roaring.

Everyone wanted to squeeze in through the small door, so they were stuck there and stuffed. It seemed that it would take an hour to rush in.

I looked up and found that the third floor was not yet enough to have all the windows built to death.

"Rope...Rope...Damn it, this is a flying club, and there is actually a lack of paracords. It's really a ghost!"

After searching for a blind eye, Cao Hong suddenly thought of something and asked, "My physique is now fully strengthened, right?"

"What do you want to say?" Zhu's voice was a little impatient, obviously thinking that Cao Hong would talk nonsense again.

"So my bounce power has also been enhanced?" Cao Hong's eyes rolled and he laughed: "No, why should I go up? Isn't it better here?"

With a smile, Cao Hong directly raised the distance between the machine gun, glanced at the red dots on the black and white book, adjusted his position slightly, and shot decisively.

“Kukukukuku….”

Bullets bombarded the ceiling, and all kinds of exquisite decorations were instantly destroyed. Whether it was a chandelier or a painted ceiling, they were only destroyed in front of machine gun bullets.

Large pieces of broken bricks rolled down from above in pieces, and huge holes instantly connected into one piece, blasting through the partitions on the second and third floors.

"Bastard! Damn it!"

A loud scream came, followed by a denser sound of machine guns. Bullets hit the floor on the second floor along the big hole, smashing holes one by one. They bombarded the small hole more and more.

Cao Hong had already retreated to the window, and the machine gun that had been exhausted had already been thrown away. At this time, he was pinching the brick in his hand and leaning back and popping out the window with his upper half.

"bite!"

As the last bullet fell to the ground, the upstairs also ceased fire.

Cao Hong threw out the brick without hesitation, and then ran towards the hole as fast as possible.

"Crash!"

"Dadadada..."

The glass behind him was suddenly smashed. The third floor, who had just received the fright, was suddenly startled and turned around and pulled the trigger with a meaning.

A series of bullets rushed out of the window, and no one was found except for blasting the window into a scum. He had just breathed a sigh of relief and was about to turn around and stare at the hole again.

I heard the sound of wind behind my head, and then a strange voice came.

"Are you looking for me?"

The man was shocked and quickly turned his gun to the direction of the sound. But he found that there was nothing.

When he turned around, Cao Hong was behind him again, greeted him with a kind smile on his face, and then shot without hesitation to break his limbs.

"Swish!"

The two guns were in tune, and two gunshots were fired, limbs broke and the body fell to the ground.

The light machine gun and ammunition pack hanging around his neck slammed hard on his stomach, smashing the pain that had not yet been screamed back into his stomach.

Looking at the enemy whose limbs on the ground had already started bleeding, Cao Hong looked around and squatted down and said, "It was you who attacked me? It's not like it!"

Why?

This kid is a dwarf!

Cao Hong shuddered when he thought about a scene where a dwarf uses a Barrett and a heavy machine gun.

When he came up just now, Cao Hong was a little dazed and almost thought he was a child. But when he saw him calling out the big leather shoes and the beard on his mouth, he shot decisively without any psychological burden.

This also explains why this kid used traps to hunt, and Cao Hong also understood how the drag marks next to the roadblock nail were going on for a while.

"Why attack me?"

After asking twice, seeing that the dwarf was just breathing hard and not talking, Cao Hong knew that he had bleeding too much. Look at the ammunition pack on his stomach.

Or the internal organs have been injured.

A wonderful dick and dragon power finally turned out to be a slight start. Cao Hong originally expected that the mastermind behind the scenes would be a black man, and the two could fight with each other.

Cao Hong was somewhat regretful that he had not shown the fighting skills after physical strengthening.

Shaking his head, raising his hand and shooting the dwarf on the road, putting an end to the incident.
Chapter completed!