Bang

The door of the tank simulation training room was pushed open, and two mercenaries held an assault rifle and a submachine gun, and cooperated with each other and broke in.

The other two mercenaries went to the flight training room next door...

The light in the training room was dim, with only two dark red energy-saving lights on, and a rectangular training chamber was placed in the middle of the room.

There may be hidden people inside and behind the training warehouse, and the two mercenaries must check it.

They held their guns and were highly vigilant. When entering the door, one of them did not ignore the above his head. The muzzle moved upwards with his sight and confirmed safety. Then they continued to go deeper with their companions and first went around to the back of the training chamber to take a look.

After walking a few steps, one of them frowned and felt something was wrong, but at this moment, he couldn't say something was wrong.

He grabbed his companion's arm and gestured to him: Get out of the house.

Let’s talk about it first. Since you feel that it’s wrong intuition, you can’t take risks. This is the most basic sense of self-protection. In the training class, the instructors have repeatedly emphasized it.

If you have only one life, you must not treat any problems with luck.

As soon as he took two steps, he suddenly realized that there was one more thing in the training room with an area of ​​40 square meters: an iron cabinet more than two meters high.

Although it is placed there safely, this thing should not appear here unless it was not known in the past two days that a certain commander had just moved in.

Out of caution, he planned to shoot at the iron cabinet a few times, but as soon as he turned the gun, two silent pistols flew up from the corner on the other side, chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi chi...

Bullets flew towards them, and each of them shot two mercenaries with guns in their hands.

This is of course a completely invisible small bubble.

The two mercenaries were about to scream the moment they were shot, but two balls of black mist condensed in the air and were sucked into the throat by them.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The poisonous fog of destruction corroded their vocal cords instantly, and they immediately silenced, and the trachea and esophagus were also corroded into a pool of rotten flesh. A severe pain that was beyond imagination immediately hit.

Pala, pala, the gun in his hand fell to the ground, and the two mercenaries subconsciously covered their throats with their injured hands. In such a tragic state, they lost any sense of fighting.

Luo Chong walked out slowly from the back of the training chamber, holding a baseball bat wrapped in several layers of cloth, and knocked them out of noisy.

The fully armed guys were wearing bulletproof vests.

"Yes, this is a gift for myself."

Luo Chong put them into the Soul-Devouring Space and also put away the iron cabinet placed against the wall.

This iron cabinet was collected not long ago in an office on the sixth floor. It can be thrown out and smashed at critical moments, or blocked into the corridor as a bunker or obstacle.

Just now, I regarded it as a small prop to play with psychological tactics. It may be useful, or it may not be

The answer I have gained now is: it plays a role.

The two mercenaries immediately started to devour the soul-devouring space. If they were a little later, they should die. The esophagus and trachea were completely destroyed, which was enough to cause suffocation.

“Another slaughtering operation has begun.”

Diane and Zheng Xiumin, who were washing dishes, looked at the evil ghost platform not far away and turned into Yu Si.

They have long been accustomed to this kind of scene, but on weekdays, they never dare to approach the evil ghost platform that devours life in the center.

The noise in the tank training room was not very loud, but it still alarmed the two mercenaries in the training room next door. They rushed out to support it immediately, but as soon as they went out, they bumped into Luo Chong holding a cold iron shield.

Bang

Luo Chong kicked the mercenary holding a submachine gun away with one kick, flew out of the air for several meters, and hit the wall of the corridor. When he fell, his spine broke, collapsed and lost his ability to move, and his thoughts and consciousness were also in a semi-coma.

The bubble flew over, and a small spell made him feel insulted, making him completely unconscious.

Another mercenary was squeezed against the wall by Luo Chong with a cold iron shield, and the rifle was sandwiched between his body and the shield, so he could not shoot.

This feeling was like being squeezed against a truck on the wall, and he almost thought that his body had turned into a meat pie.

"Woo...uh..."

Just as he opened his mouth and wanted to scream loudly, Luo Chong pressed his forehead with his air-covered right hand and gently hit the wall.

Bang

I hit the back of my head and fainted again...

There were only four mercenaries who came to the fourth floor to carry out the search, and there were no one else.

Because there are less than thirty mercenaries left in the entire building, only four people can be assigned on each floor, and sufficient strength must be retained to implement protection by the highest-ranking person in charge.

They have insufficient staff and cannot find themselves soon, so... take the initiative to find them.

Luo Chong held the Han Iron Shield and also put on a bulletproof vest on his body. He walked the stairs to the office area on the sixth floor. After a few minutes, he got all four mercenaries who were conducting the search on this floor.

During this period, a little uncontrollable abnormality occurred. One of the mercenaries was blown out by a stray bullet shot from the guns of his comrades and died immediately, wasting a piece of life energy.

Before his coma, his comrade twitched his fingers and unconsciously pulled the trigger. A series of bullets came out of the chamber, but a flash of light came to his head.

This is really not a pig-like comrade, but his savior. Such a way of death is better than a complete extinction in the Soul-Devouring Space.

And, there is no need to experience the most extreme fear, despair, and pain when swallowed...

After finishing the sixth floor, Luo Chong planned to go to the seventh floor again, because the seventh floor was full of dormitories and guest rooms, which made it easier for him to hide his body and carry out sneak attacks.

In comparison, the first and second floors are empty training grounds, which are visible at a glance, which can easily trigger gunfights against each other and are not easy to capture alive.

As for the fifth floor, Luo Chong will not pass by for the time being. It is their gathering place, and there is also a strong defense arsenal. It should be the hardest bone to chew and must be kept until the end.

He still walked on the stairs, but Luo Chong had just walked to the corner of the stairs from six to seven, and two mercenaries happened to walk in from the corridor on the sixth floor.

The enemy and us were more than three meters apart. After a short 0:5 seconds, the two mercenaries pointed their guns at Luo Chong.

As soon as he saw the black shield on his hand, he knew that this person was definitely not a good person. Besides, he had confirmed the appearance of four Japanese VIPs in the arsenal just now. So, when you see any stranger again, you can shoot.

Dangdang

Only two bullets hit the Han Iron Shield, and a clear shock broke out, and the rest of the bullets hit the wall.

Luo Chong took two steps back and used the corner of the stairs as a cover. At the same time, the submachine gun in his right hand shot several shots.

Chichichichichichi...

The two mercenaries above dodged and failed to hit them.

Luo Chong hates such gunfighting, because if they want to capture them alive in a short time, they must use the Destruction Poison Mist, but the problem is...

call

Luo Chong used the power of his mind to release the poisonous fog. Since the distance was not far, the enemy was above his head. In just a moment, the thick poisonous fog filled the stairway above.

"ah"

A shrill scream suddenly sounded, and the two mercenaries rushed out of the poisonous fog. In just two seconds, the exposed flesh was almost corroded.

Bang bang

They broke through the wooden door of the stairwell and rushed to the corridor on the seventh floor. As soon as they entered, they fell down at the same time and could only scream and wriggle on the ground, because their leg muscles were corroded so much that they were left with little bones exposed on their knees.

This is not good to use the destructive poisonous fog to deal with the enemy. When you can't see the opponent, Luo Chong's mind control will not be accurate. There is too little poisonous fog and it is possible that you can't touch them at all.

A large area of ​​poisonous fog can indeed hurt people, but because the fog is too corrosive, the opponent's injury will be too severe and the life energy will be quickly lost. Even if it can be captured alive, the life energy extracted will be greatly reduced.

This is why Luo Chong is unwilling to use poisonous fog to fight the enemy, but now in order to end the battle quickly, this is the only way.

Luo Chong ran to the seventh floor at an extremely fast speed, and brought the two dying mercenaries into the soul-devouring space. Then he heard noise and footsteps coming from the stairwell. It must have been the sound of the gunfight just now, alarming the mercenaries who were conducting searches at various locations.

Especially when two bullets hit the Han Iron Shield, although the powerful impact of the rifle bullet could not damage the shield, the movement was even louder than ringing the bell. The deaf could hear it on several floors up and down.

Luo Chong didn't want to fight with them, not because he couldn't fight, but because he didn't want to kill his prey. If he wanted to harvest enough life energy, he had to capture it alive.

The two mercenaries who had just been taken into the Soul-Devouring Space immediately devoured without delay, but even so, the two parts of life energy extracted were pitifully small.

The life energy flows in a centenarian's body is more than this...

Luo Chong hid in a room on the seventh floor, closed the door, but left the bubbles in the corridor to act as a surveillance probe.

Although there is no intuitive picture, you can tell how many people came to the other party and what weapons they have.

This room is a room with simple furnishings, even the standard rooms of three-star hotels are not as good as those of ordinary guesthouses.

"The conditions are so poor, where are the money you earned?"

Luo Chong muttered in his heart, took out a meat floss bread from the Soul-Devouring Space and ate it hard.

I haven't had supper yet...

This bread is made by Diane and tastes very positive, a hundred times better than what you buy in many bakeries.

"Dear, eating bread is not enough. Do I need me to make something for you?"

Diane was in the Soul-Devouring Space and felt funny when she saw that one of the bread was missing: Can he be so good at eating like this?

"No."

Luo Chong replied with a thought: "Try some bites, and I will continue to fight here... This bread tastes good, but it is not as delicious as your red date bun."

"Red date steamed buns?"

Luo Chong said this name in Chinese because it is not easy to express in English. Diane asked the Chinese teacher beside him with confusion: "Have I made this kind of food?"

“I haven’t done it.”

Zheng Xiumin, who was bent down to wipe the dining table, stood up straight, his eyes turned to her chest, and replied calmly: "But you have two."

"Oh? Oh"
Chapter completed!