"Whoosh~! Whoosh!" The dense warheads whizzed past.
"Pah~! Pah!" The wall hit by the bullet was shattered into pieces.
The entrance to the subway station.
A dozen vampires dressed in trench coats were suppressed by werewolves six times their number or even more.
The streets on both sides of the entrance were blocked, and there were a large number of werewolves even on the subway platform, completely making it impossible for this group of vampires to move forward or retreat.
"Click! Click!"
A vampire squatted on the right side of the entrance, behind the low wall in the green belt. When he saw that the magazine was empty, he immediately retracted his head and fumbled with his windbreaker with his left hand to take out a new magazine.
"Boo! Bang—! Poof!"
But at this moment, a large-caliber warhead shot straight through the two-story low wall, and then hit the vampire's abdomen...
"Puff!" In a flash, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the vampire's upper and lower body separated instantly.
The .50cal caliber armor-piercing bullet is enough to tear through light armor, and it is said to be a vampire of flesh and blood.
"Pooh!"
But the vampire just spat out bloody phlegm, supported his upper body against the low wall with both hands, looked at its lower body that was still twitching, completed the magazine replacement operation in great displeasure, and cursed loudly:
"Mad! It really hurts...! Go to hell! A bunch of dog people! Damn!"
"Da da!"
While cursing, the vampire stretched out the low wall with a gun in his right hand and fired blindly to vent his anger.
"Boom! Bang! Puff!!"
But before the vampire could empty the magazine, he was shot in the head by another armor-piercing bullet.
"Paji!"
The headless half of the body swayed, leaning forward and paralyzed on the ground, blood pouring out from the neck.
However, the werewolves who had the upper hand in numbers were not happy either.
The wounds of those werewolves who were shot would immediately burn with open flames, and the shot would also cause their whole bodies to twitch in extreme pain.
If shot in the heart or head, the werewolf will die instantly.
It seems that the warheads used by vampires can cause substantial damage to werewolves.
Moreover, the vampires are well-trained and know how to cooperate with each other for cover and fire suppression, and their shooting accuracy far exceeds that of the werewolves.
Therefore, the two sides were in a state of anxiety at the beginning of the exchange of fire, and they were evenly matched.
But as the werewolves used large-caliber anti-material weapons, the vampires began to suffer obvious casualties.
What's more, the ammunition carried by the vampires is about to be exhausted, so their final result must be annihilated by this group of werewolves.
It was obvious that the vampire had encountered a well-prepared werewolf ambush.
suddenly!
"Ta-ta! Ta-ta!" The crisp gunshots unique to pulse firearms began to resound throughout the street.
"Boom! Boom!"
Caseless bullets of various calibers will explode at low intensity the moment they hit the werewolf's body.
"Pfft!"
The werewolves who were attacked by caseless bullets instantly experienced the feeling of being dismembered and headshot by warheads.
Yes, Leon said that the physical fitness of werewolves far exceeded that of humans, but the caseless pulse bullets produced by Umbrella were even more "brutal".
"Did those shady guys come to support?!"
"Where are the people?! There's no smell! There's no one in sight!"
"There's fire! Behind! Behind!"
The sudden situation caused the werewolves who had not received much military training to panic.
The 141s, who were still in the "invisible" state, began to intervene in this battle that was originally destined to end.
The TPS power armor worn by 141 is a fully enclosed equipment that can fight in vacuum, low pressure and high radiation space environments.
This makes the werewolves with excellent sense of smell unable to distinguish 141's location by smell at all, and can only rely on vision to capture the firelight of firearms to locate 141.
But the combat literacy of the 141s is far superior to that of werewolves and vampires, and they can naturally guess what the werewolves are thinking.
Immediately, the 141s relied on the advantages of their own equipment to run and move while using the auxiliary calibration system to shoot accurately, gradually eating up the werewolves' activity space.
In less than half a minute, the werewolf suffered heavy losses, leaving almost no room for resistance.
Look at the vampire at the subway entrance again.
They were also a little confused with their limbs and arms broken off.
Really support?
"My lord, are they reinforcements sent by other families?"
Half-crouching at the entrance stairs, a vampire with a broken left arm turned to look down and asked.
As it looked, a female vampire wearing slim leather pants and a windbreaker, with long black hair, holding a silver M1911 in her right hand, was guarded in the center by the remaining vampires.
"Impossible." The female vampire shook her head and denied, "This ambush was not an accident."
"My lord...could it be that other families are colluding with werewolves?!" Another vampire suddenly said.
"Otherwise? The werewolves know our return route and are fully prepared with weapons." The female vampire said in a deep voice.
"Da da!" A sudden gunshot interrupted the vampires' discussion.
It turned out that the werewolves who were besieging the subway platform had already eliminated the seven vampires responsible for guarding the rear, and were attacking the remaining six vampires from bottom to top.
"Fight back!"
"Pah! Pah!"
The female vampire roared, pointed the muzzle of the M1911 at a werewolf and pulled the trigger.
"Mad! Go to hell, you bitches!"
"I will drag a few dogs on my back even if I die!"
"Da da da!"
The other five vampires roared and tilted their silver bullets crazily towards the corner of the stairs below.
For a moment, the vampires who occupied a favorable position temporarily suppressed the werewolves who wanted to rush up from below.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, a vampire took out two fragmentation grenades.
"Ting~"
The vampire removed two pull tabs at once, released the safety and swung towards the corner of the stairs.
"Boom! Boom!" Two explosions, and air waves came from below.
"Ah...uh..." What also came out were the painful groans of the werewolves.
The silver fragment grenade completely interrupted the werewolves' attack and bought some time for the remaining six vampires.
But before they had time to rejoice, Price, who led eight 141s, had already arrived at the subway entrance.
As an "old immortal", Price just looked at the vampires' positions and deduced that the female vampire was definitely a higher-value character.
So Price used the helmet screen to mark and shared the order with the other eight 141s: "Leave the target and shoot the rest."
After receiving the order, the 141s formed a semicircle around the edge of the entrance with Price as the center, locked their targets and prepared to pull the trigger.
! !
The vampires, who also had excellent hearing, heard the noise coming from the top of the stairs.
Now, they were completely sure that the "invisible" soldiers were not so-called reinforcements at all, but were trying to deal with vampires and werewolves at the same time!
"We surrender! Don't shoot!"
Without any time to think, the female vampire immediately dropped the M1911 in her hand and raised her hands to show that she was willing to surrender.
