"How often do you change shifts?"
"I - we, kaka kaka -"
Click.
Kyle broke the neck of the gangster who was still trying to bite his finger, and looked at the other gangster inside the guard post. The gangster was so frightened by his sight that he trembled, just like a sieve, and stopped shaking at all. He refused to come down, and the moment Kyle approached him, the guy's eyes turned white, foaming at the mouth and fell down. When he felt his pulse, he found that he was dead.
Kyle, who originally used the darkness to sneak into the sentry post, captured two gangsters, but before he could ask for any information, the two guys died. This development had been expected for a long time, but he was still surprised that none of the people Gonzalez took in were normal.
Looking from the sentry window to the small building nearby, Ricardo, a senior cadre, lives in it, and Kyle needs to force him out. It's a pity that Bai Ji's people can't find a drone that can survey the environment, and they can't sell him heavy firepower like grenades.
Then there was only one way. He looked at the big red button. This was not a missile launcher. It was designed so funny just to let these psychopaths notice that there was a button here. It was indeed somewhat useful, but not much. .
When the two guys saw Kyle appearing at the door, they stupidly took out a tattered notebook and asked Kyle to give them an autograph from the Rusty River Demon. Kyle, speechless, turned over the pages. After looking through their notebooks, they saw that they had pasted someone's nails on it. This made Kyle, who was already speechless, knock them down. At this time, only Kyle was left standing in this simple place. inside the sentry post.
“The alarm button is designed like this, so it’s hard to ignore it.”
Snapped!
After pressing the button, Kyle immediately blended into the night, squatting in the shadows and waiting for the people in the small building to rush out.
"Something happened at the guard post!"
"Did that man enter the other side?"
"Hahahaha, okay, okay, you can kill again!"
These people swarmed to the sentry post. After seeing the two corpses inside, they immediately understood that the enemy had arrived. However, their group of crayfish really had poor eyesight and did not see them at all. Kyle of their every move.
"Divide into three teams! The first team will go to the gate of the other side, the second team will search near the small building, and the third team and I will wait here for the boss to come."
Kyle thought about the last time Ricardo was able to tell that he was the one who seriously injured his brother, relying entirely on some kind of alien crystal technology, so this time he couldn't meet him so quickly, so he had to Let the group of searching people disappear.
Kyle quietly followed the patrolling gangsters. His stealth skills and fighting instincts were imprinted in his body, allowing him, a novice who was playing live-action Assassin's Creed for the first time, to approach the target quietly. The people at the back of the line.
When he saw the lone gangster trying to untie his belt while standing at the wall, Kyle raised his foot forward and kicked him hard between his legs.
"Open defecation is prohibited here and then this is your punishment."
A sword finger pierced his throat directly, and then the gangster fell to the ground limply, and was dragged by Kyle to the trash can.
The few people walking in front realized something was wrong not long after they walked. The guy behind who went to relieve himself was silent for so long. Could it be that he had been killed?
And when they turned back to call the lifeless gangster, Kyle appeared behind them. The two gangsters felt a hint of evil wind. Just as they wanted to turn around, they were pierced through the head with a dagger, and were also dragged to the Under the shadow.
The remaining three gangsters were carrying them on their backs. The disappearance of their companions one after another made them realize that the enemy was already at their side. There was one person who wanted to shout, but his throat was blocked by an arrow, and his mouth was open and breathless. The darkness around them was like a beast that preyed on people, making their backs wet, but even so, they did not dare to move, and they just stayed under a streetlight and waited for a turn.
As for Kyle, he was already gone. He didn't need to kill all those people, he just needed to crush their courage. At this time, Kyle had already climbed into the small building where Gonzalez was stationed. It was pitch dark and there were still a few sleeping people. He took out his dagger and touched all the way over, sending the sleeping gangsters to another world. Goblin.
From the window, you can see that the bald man Ricardo has arrived at the sentry outside. It is estimated that all of them think that he must have entered the other side clinic, but for Kyle, how can he let this group of people take the lead? The machine is waiting for him to come out.
After coming out of the gang dormitory, he went to the second floor, which should be Ricardo's room...
There is also a place to store weapons.
As expected of Gonzalez's gangsters, this group of people actually put grenades in coffee cups, vodka mixed with bullets, and even a rifle with sausage stuffed in the muzzle.
"Gonzalez, you either deserve to be buried in the ground or put in Arkham."
Opening the window on the second floor, Kyle threw the grenade over to the guard post.
The gangsters surrounding the sentry were still arguing about who should drag away the bodies inside. As a result, one man was suddenly hit by something, which made him extremely angry. He was Gonzalez's squad leader, not someone else. tramp living by begging.
When he looked at the thing that hit his head, he immediately understood that he was indeed a jerk.
"Run quickly——"
boom! ! !
Ricardo, who was standing aside, immediately turned to look at the window on the second floor, only to see a man in black armor and a smiling helmet holding out his middle finger towards him.
"Go back quickly! The enemy is on the second floor!"
The gangsters who rushed back to their territory subconsciously lowered their guard, while Kyle, who was standing high up, held up the rifle that had just been stuffed with sausages, and fired out all the bullets in it, without any consideration for the magazine. After it was empty, he immediately picked up another submachine gun and continued shooting. There was no need to reload, because now there were firearms around his feet.
"Keep going, dreaming back to the days of lining up to be shot. Gonzalez's clowns, can you show me that one again? I'm just mentally ill and can't control myself at all, so I kill people."
Da da da da——
At this time, Kyle was just like Luli Aika a few days ago, using the gang's ammunition to hit the gang's body. Their screams were like a wonderful concert, especially when they planned to rush into the door, As a result, he was blown up by more than a dozen grenades.
