king of war

Chapter 253 A World in Flames of War

"Huh?" The bearded man looked at Qin Rongshuai in surprise, and then said very displeased, "Qin, what are you doing, I remember what we agreed before, you don't want to intervene, now you What are you doing here? Are you going to go back on your word?"

Qin Rongshuai rolled his eyes secretly, it's none of my business that you agreed, I also want to know why I came here.

"Ah, I'm wandering around, but I'm lost, can you send someone to take me back?"

Captain Price glanced at Qin Rongshuai, then tilted his head back, motioning for him to sit in the back seat, "I'll give you a ride."

Looking at the vigilant eyes of the other party, Qin Rongshuai smiled slightly and sat in the car without saying a word.

As soon as Qin Rongshuai sat down, he found two M4 carbines and an MP5 placed on the back seat of the car, and some weapons and ammunition were piled at his feet.

Both Captain Price and the driver were wearing a large thick coat, which looked extremely bloated, and it was obvious that they were wearing combat vests.

"Wow, are you going to start a war?" Qin Rongshuai said with a little exaggeration.

Price glanced at him through the rearview mirror, but did not speak. The car drove all the way to a hotel and stopped.

"Listen, stay in the hotel honestly tonight, and don't go anywhere." Price warned in a stern tone, "It's not safe at night, be careful of your life."

Qin Rongshuai smiled slightly, got out of the car and entered the hotel without saying a word.

Under the guidance of the waiter, Qin Rongshuai found "my" original room in the hotel. It seems that I still have a legal identity in this plot world.

After Qin Rongshuai returned to his room, he began to rummage around, and pulled out a black suitcase under the bed. The box looked very strong, and there was an exquisite combination lock on it.

However, Qin Rongshuai, who has a very high lockpicking level, would not be troubled. After preferring the suitcase, Qin Rongshuai found two pistols with silencers and a folded MP5K in the suitcase, as well as some magazines and two Tear gas bombs.

Then, Qin Rongshuai found a stack of passports and bundles of brand-new banknotes in the mezzanine of the suitcase. There were dollars, euros, and RMB. Seven or eight currencies were bundled and neatly placed in the box.

"It seems that my legal status is not very legal." Qin Rongshuai looked at his documents, weapons and banknotes with interest. It seemed that his status in this plot world was very interesting.

No matter what is wrong with this identity, at least he still has an identity, which is much better than being directly a black household.

"Boom!"

Just as Qin Rongshuai was about to put his things away, there was a sudden explosion sound outside the window. A huge fireball rose from the street, and the blast swept across the nearby windows, causing broken glass to fly in all directions.

"Huh? Looks like Price is right. It's really not safe here."

Qin Rongshuai patted the glass scum on his body casually, and before he finished speaking, he heard a second explosion.

Then there was a burst of firecracker-like shooting, and then screams came from the streets, and then these sounds began to spread like a plague.

The sirens of police cars, ambulances, and fire engines sounded together, and the streets were filled with flashing red and blue lights.

The gunfire became more intensive, and the crowd's screams became more and more harsh.

Qin Rongshuai moved a chair to the balcony, sat on it leisurely, and gazed down at the street like a battlefield.

A group of militants in plain clothes were running on the street. They covered their faces and wore yellow safety helmets, carrying weapons and shooting at the surrounding crowd indiscriminately.

Some were holding an umbrella, holding Molotov cocktails in their hands, laughing wildly and setting the surrounding shops on fire, and some were holding spray paint cans to write lines of slogans on the walls.

Countless passers-by were shot and fell in a pool of blood, and some were ignited by Molotov cocktails, turning into burning men struggling and screaming.

And these further fueled the arrogance of these people, they seemed even more excited, shouted inexplicable slogans, and started throwing explosives around at will.

Qin Rongshuai looked at all this with cold eyes like a spectator, without any disturbance in his heart.

"This world is really lively. It is indeed a world with war as its main theme."

When Qin Rongshuai saw Captain Price on the street, he recognized this place.

This is the place most similar to the world he grew up in. The wars here are also frequent, and it has become the main theme. In the end, it developed into a world war across the three continents of Europe, Africa and the United States. The whole of Europe and America are about to be destroyed. smashed.

In this world, there are no biochemical viruses, no mutated races, no extraordinary powers, and no science fiction weapons. There is only war here.

This place is also far more dangerous than those worlds, because in a war that has swept across most of the world, the power of an individual is extremely small.

In the face of overwhelming artillery fire, aerial bombardment covering the sky, crushing torrents of steel, and powerful nuclear bombs, no matter how strong you are, you are just a wave in the war, fleeting.

So, here, what can I do?

Do you follow the crowd and fight Taiping boxing on the fringe, and get mixed up, or find a safe neutral country to fight?
When Qin Rongshuai was thinking, the door of his room was kicked open suddenly, and two terrorists wearing yellow hats rushed in, speaking blunt English, yelling for him to kneel on the ground.

Seeing that Qin Rongshuai was indifferent, a terrorist got angry and raised the butt of his gun to smash it.

Qin Rongshuai kicked the terrorist's leg, and the huge force directly broke the opponent's leg. The bone pierced through the flesh and blood, exposing the white stubble, and the terrorist immediately fell to the ground, hugging Howled with a broken leg.

The other terrorist was stunned for a few seconds, and he hurriedly pulled the bolt and tried to pull the trigger.

As soon as Qin Rongshuai stretched out his hand, he grabbed the back of the opponent's neck and pressed down. The terrorist knelt heavily in front of him, and then slapped him. The terrorist flew out in a circle.

The screams of the terrorists immediately attracted his companions. For a while, someone in the corridor began to shout, and then the sound of dense footsteps rushed towards Qin Rongshuai's room.

When seven or eight terrorists rushed in, they were greeted by more than a dozen black muzzles.

The terrorists were stunned at the time. Before they could react, they were faced with a pair of size 44 shoe soles covering their faces.

The tall warrior let go of the leading terrorist with a single slash, stretched out his big palm-like hands, grabbed the necks of the two terrorists one by one, and slammed them hard, causing the heads of the two to explode.

In just one breath, half of the terrorist was knocked down, and the other people were so frightened that their legs went limp, and they were carried in front of Qin Rongshuai with almost no resistance.

Qin Rongshuai looked at these people expressionlessly, stretched out a finger, and said coldly: "You only have one chance, who is the boss behind your scenes?"

The terrorists' eyes flickered, and no one would say anything.

Qin Rongshuai snapped his fingers, stepped forward overnight, broke a terrorist's arm, and fell to the ground howling.

The other terrorists were sweating profusely and looked at Qin Rongshuai in horror.

(End of this chapter)