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"Good news... they got these big guys."

Mike lifted the mutilated corpse at his feet with his hands. It obviously did not appear to be a humanoid creature.

"So, you need this gun now? ...You know, I can discharge it."

John pointed to the somewhat bulky hand cannon in his hand and gestured the Glock forward.

"No, this big guy is quite convenient for hitting people... The walls here have very good conductivity. This thing allows us to quickly deal with those hiding enemies."

Mike tipped the hand cannon, indicating that the weight was nothing to him.

John nodded, and just when he was about to say something, two rapid gunshots came from the dark corridor in the distance...

Mike subconsciously blocked John behind him.

John opened his Sharingan, but when the tiny warhead flew into the range covered by the flashlight, he broke out in a cold sweat and realized... he couldn't dodge it!

It was too sudden. Although the two Magatama Sharingan can barely see the trajectory of the bullet, the current body is still unable to react when the bullet is about to approach... The time is too short, and there is no time to stimulate the body with thunder chakra!

The two bullets deviated from their original targets due to Mike's subconscious movements. One bullet hit John's left shoulder, and the other hit John's stomach.

John grunted, his solid and condensed muscles due to his persistence in training tightly locked the bullets fired into his body, unable to let them escape the body... This made John's movements when he fell to the ground extremely awkward.

"Damn it!"

Mike grabbed John's right arm and quickly dragged him to the corner he just passed.

"How about it?!"

"It's...bad...the bullet is stuck in there."

John's facial expression was distorted, and he squeezed the hand that Mike held him tightly.The unintentionally increased force made Mike miserable, so he could only give John a shot of the painkiller he always kept in his pocket.

Mike was confused, why didn't those people want to get rid of him first?Logically speaking, they should first make themselves, a man much stronger than John, lose their fighting ability.

After extinguishing the tactical flashlight, his vision suddenly returned to darkness, with the smell of blood, John's low-pitched gasp... and the sound of a large number of footsteps gradually becoming clearer in the distance.

Mike took the pistol from John and leaned against the corner.

"Hold on for a few minutes...let me slow down..."

Mike didn't understand what was the point of these few minutes?Does it only take that little time for your injury to heal?

But now that the matter has come to this, he can only believe that John has a way to break the situation...otherwise they will both be ruined!

At this moment, he wasn't worried about accidentally killing someone from the Stark family. After all, he himself might be almost dead!

And Jennifer... Now it seems that those guys who broke in here may have got enough information about the entire experimental base. The camp that was developed will definitely not be able to hide it from those guys.

They only have a helpless playboy and a few women... Damn it!

Thinking of Jennifer, Mike involuntarily tightened his grip on the pistol.

Calm down, Mike...you're the best soldier ever!

He pressed himself hard against the wall, closed his eyes and frowned, wanting to hear more information... 3... 4... 7... 9... Nine people came over.

The steps are not heavy, and there should be no special bulletproof armor covering the whole body... It's closer!

When he estimated that there was still about five or six meters away, Mike turned the tactical flashlight in his hand to flash mode and threw it with his head facing them.

"Fuck!"

There were screams of pain one after another, and a flood of bullets splashed over, causing the flashlights to scatter and explode... Mike picked up the second flashlight, turned it on, and gently threw it out...

"Oh!"

This gunshot was particularly harsh after the frenzy just now.

Sure enough, there are people behind!

Mike leaned out suddenly and shot quickly. The water-splashing gun technique successfully knocked off the knees of the two people in front of him. The two people screamed in pain and fell to the ground, which happened to be a cover for Mike who was leaning out half of his body and lying on the ground.

Mike hurriedly dragged the two screaming men over and covered him.

Immediately, another hail of bullets came like a wave.

After just one face-to-face meeting, the two people on Mike's body became silent.

Gritting his teeth and taking out the new magazine, Mike put his fingers against the side of the magazine and quickly replaced the new magazine.

Where the hell did these barbarian troops come from? !

Now he could be sure that these people were not from the military... As long as the two black men on his body were not from Harlem, otherwise this would definitely not be the attitude of the American army towards its own people.

If there is any noise, they will just wait for it with bullets... Do these madmen not care about their teammates in front of them? !Don’t you know that you can’t turn on full automatic indoors? !

Mike kicked John's place in his memory, only to find that it was already empty.

Did you run away...that's fine...

Mike, who was pinned down, couldn't turn around to check John's situation. He only had one chance to push away the two gun shields... and that was when he counterattacked!

Listening to the orderly sound of cutting bullets outside...there are about three suppression groups...

It's done!

The lying body was pushed up, and Mike, who turned sideways, stretched out his pistol straight and aimed hard at the few targets he could see...

"Don't hit me, Mike..."

A hoarse voice passed over Mike, and he raised his head with difficulty, only to see a string of dazzling golden and bluish lightning flash by.

The sound of swords entering flesh and the sound of blood spraying erupted together... The flashlight pointed at the corner gave the entire corridor a hazy light.

In this hazy world, a dazzling light flashed, and then a wave of blood surged!

John stopped, swung his knife and drew blood.

Drops of blood hit the steel ground, and a short note sounded.

It was like a signal, and corpses clutching their necks fell one after another... Their tactical uniforms with enhanced weak point protection failed to block the daggers attached to the thunder attribute chakra.

Wet blood eroded the entire corridor. Mike, who was lying on the ground, smelled the pungent smell and felt as if he had been soaked in a pool of blood.

"Fuck!"

John stood at the end of the corridor and put away his knife and took out a new tactical flashlight. The dazzling bright light hit the stunned Mike's face, making the man almost jump.

"What's wrong, ma'am, do you want me to come and hug you?"

"How the hell did you do that?!" Glancing at the mercenaries on the ground with their necks wide open, Mike gestured excitedly, "You're like a fucking lightning bolt! This is as outrageous as a myth and legend!"

"Okay, okay, Miss Mike, look at your startled look."

Ignoring John's sarcastic joke... He admitted that he had underestimated John at the time.

"Keep it a secret for me, man... You know, dudes and girls don't fit into this scene... but blood must be paid in blood, right? They just wasted a few hundred galleons on me with two fucking shots! You know My medicines are priced at sky-high prices on the black market!”