Woooooo————
The retro-style steam-pulled locomotive slowly approached the station. After a long whistle, the long black queue stopped.
Amelia's subordinates gave a secret signal, and soon, the long-awaited greeting team responded.
Russell opened the car window and looked at the hazy night rain scene. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand, grinding his fingertips to get wet: "It's raining. I like rainy days best."
"Why?" Amelia, wearing a tight black leather jacket, gently wiped her knight's sword and asked casually.
Because schadenfreude is the foundation of happiness, every time it rains, you can see hurried passers-by running wildly in the rain.
Russell thought so and said: "Rain can wash away impatience and cool down this noisy world. This is a kind of purification!"
Amelia did not continue the topic and said instead: "You are right, there is indeed an ambush in the station because it is too quiet here."
"What do you mean? Is it possible that the welcoming ceremony for you vampires involves beating gongs and drums and setting off cannons?"
"No, it's so quiet here that it makes me feel cold all over..."
clatter! clatter! clatter! clatter----
Intensive gunshots rang out, interrupting Amelia's words.
I saw dozens of black figures with guns standing on the parking sheds on both sides of the station platform. Clusters of flames bloomed, and intensive firepower swept down.
The train windows shattered, bullets penetrated the iron sheet and left dense holes. The gunfire lasted for half a minute before stopping.
In the carriage, water curtains were erected to form a barrier, protecting Russell's sides, blocking this premeditated attack.
Amelia swung her knight's sword to deflect the incoming bullets. Perhaps because Russell only cared about herself, the petty woman was dissatisfied, and a few bullets bounced towards him from time to time.
After the gunshots fell, the attackers on both sides noticed something unusual. There was no scream on the train, as if it was an empty train.
It was indeed an empty train. With Russell’s friendly reminder, Amelia asked her subordinates to leave halfway and followed the train. As soon as the gunfire stopped, more than fifty vampire warriors rushed out from the dark end of the train track.
They were extremely fast. They raised their guns to shoot at the attackers on the platform. With the help of cover fire, they accelerated their charge and jumped on the roof of the train and the parking shed in an instant.
clatter! clatter! clatter! clatter----
Gunfire rang out again, and the attackers reloaded their magazines. Something strange happened. After Amelia's subordinate was shot, instead of being able to heal, he fell to the ground in pain. A single hole on the body radiated purple light, and the red blood in the blood vessels was dyed fluorescent purple. After a while, the whole body withered and turned into a mummy, and every bit of sand turned into ashes.
The tragedy was like being scorched by the sun, but the process was slower. Amelia's subordinates were horrified, frightened by the tragic death of their companions, and scattered around to find bunkers.
In just a few seconds, more than half of the fifty vampire warriors were dead. There were no injuries, and none of those who were shot survived.
The change occurred suddenly, and Amelia in the carriage was surprised. Russell suddenly remembered something. The water curtain enveloped an attacker and snatched his pistol away.
Russell took out the magazine, looked at the specially made fluorescent bullets inside, and said with a grin: "You are in trouble. Ultraviolet bullets use sunlight as a weapon to kill vampires one by one."
Amelia's face turned cold when she heard this. She instinctively rejected the sun and immediately took two steps back. At the same time, she picked up the walkie-talkie next to her and ordered her subordinates to evacuate immediately.
Sunlight is a hurdle that vampires can never overcome. The attackers have sharp weapons, and her people have no chance of winning.
The vampires received the order and were amnesty. They raised their guns and fought back while running for their lives. A perfect anti-siege war, under the authority of science and technology, became an embarrassing farce that led to death.
In fact, among these escaping vampire warriors, there are many powerful masters. Just like Russell met four vampire guards in the amusement park, he can stop bullets if he is serious.
But the sunlight weapons were too frightening and could kill them with one shot. They really couldn't muster the courage to fight.
The attackers refused to give up and split into two teams. One team pursued them with guns raised, while the other team surrounded Amelia's car.
With a frosty face, Amelia stepped onto the platform with her knight's sword in hand. Purple bullets came raining down on her, but they were all deflected by her long sword.
Seeing this, the attackers stopped firing pointlessly, and roared and transformed under Amelia's surprised gaze, turning into werewolves over two meters tall and covered in black hair.
There were a lot of surprises tonight. Amelia laughed at herself when she saw this: "With so many werewolves, is London the base camp of vampires or werewolves..."
"Hohohoho——"
More than twenty werewolves charged, leaving afterimages on the spot, and rushed towards Amelia with their sharp claws.
Sword light! Claw Shadow! Blood!
On the platform, Amelia held the sword in both hands and swung it rapidly, her speed doubled compared to usual in her anger.
The air seemed to be still and solidified under the shadow of the high-speed dancing sword. It was first cut into pieces by the sword energy, and then exploded and rolled up into a vortex under the wind pressure.
Light and shadow criss-crossed each other, and mottled traces of cutting appeared densely on the platform floor, walls, and trains. As the traces accumulated, the hard ground turned up and intersected to form deep ravines.
Several groups of black shadows flashed back and forth around Amelia, but both in terms of speed and strength, they were more than one level behind her. Corpses and blood flew to the ground, but strangely formed a circle around her. None of them could come close to the range covered by the knight's sword.
In a short time, the platform was riddled with holes. The nearby stone pillars were cut off by the sword energy. The ground felt like a bombardment. Large areas of soil were upturned and changed beyond recognition.
In the carriage on the other side, Russell watched the beauty dance the sword, and suddenly felt that he had talked too much before. If he had not reminded Amelia, watching her fight in an evening dress would have been more exciting.
"Hohohoho——"
A low roar sounded, and five tall werewolves poured in from both sides of the carriage. Their fangs were ferocious and drooling. They obviously regarded Russell as one of their targets.
It was a misunderstanding, but there was nothing to explain. Russell glanced at several werewolves and continued to watch the battle.
The five werewolves were glanced at with disdain, and they roared and rushed forward. The second before they were about to meet Russell, water rolled in front of their eyes, and all of them were wrapped in water balloons.
Wow! !
The werewolf struggled fiercely, waving his claws with great force and sweeping away large splashes of water. His power was much stronger than that of a vampire.
More and more trickles of water crawled in from the car window, and the water ball continued to expand. Just when the werewolf's struggle gradually became weak, Russell suddenly removed the water source, pulled out the Sand Eagle and pulled the trigger continuously.
Seeing the bullet holes on several werewolves healing rapidly, Russell estimated that their vitality was stronger than that of vampires.
After loading a few silver bullets given by Amelia, Russell shot again, hitting the five werewolves in the head.
There’s no need to think too much, just like a vampire, just start and it’s OK!
