In the silver-white building, rooms are closely distributed among them.
A moment of acceleration.
Russell escaped the tightly blocked barrage of fire.
Breathing rapidly, he once again broke through the blockade of his minions and hid in another room, buying himself a little breathing time.
However, the dense metal barrage that continued to graze around and the rocket launchers that exploded from time to time still made Russell feel exhausted.
It has now been more than three hours since the four of them rushed into the lair, and all aspects within the lair have already reacted.
Russell didn't have time to ask how other people were doing, but it was expected that their situation wouldn't be too good either.
Although he could use the complex terrain to deal with these minions, it did consume a lot of physical strength for such a long time.
He is only a mid-level psychic at level 0 spiritual power. Even with the dawn suit that can increase combat power, he can barely reach the peak of level 0 spiritual power at this moment.
Although these medium-caliber bullets and rocket launchers that exploded from time to time could not break his defense, the accumulated impact was still uncomfortable.
If it weren't for the fact that there was a lot of spiritual water stored in the space token, he would really be waiting to die when his spiritual power was exhausted.
"Continue to break up the formation of these people twice more. Then we can probably guide them to dismantle the load-bearing columns in this building."
"By the time……"
There was a twinkle in Russell's eye.
He did not engage in street fighting in the more complex buildings outside, but chose to rush into a relatively large building to deal with it, with the purpose of annihilating some of the enemies as quickly as possible here.
Try not to be too obvious and guide the enemy to dismantle the load-bearing columns themselves.
Let the collapsed floor destroy the group of people chasing him.
Then he can quickly break through the wall and get out without being buried by the countless reinforced concrete.
Thinking of this, Russell closed his eyes and listened carefully to the pattern of the metal barrages outside.
This group of minions, who were not very professional, had tiny gaps when firing in sections, unable to form a seamless metal barrage.
Every time Russell was able to break up the formation before, it was through this kind of opportunity.
Otherwise, if he had to carry too many bullets, he wouldn't be able to bear it even in the Dawn suit.
He pondered for a long time.
When this room was about to be turned into a hornet's nest, Russell opened his eyes suddenly.
The shooting stopped!
It's now!
He jumped up with almost no hesitation, smashing into the wall that was already riddled with holes.
Like many previous attempts, the sky was filled with broken masonry and powder blocking the view, and Russell took advantage of this moment to rush into the formation.
The two leading minions had no time to react. Russell blocked the muzzle of the gun with his hand and then twisted it into a twist at will.
Then, Russell picked up the two men and threw them out, knocking them out of the area.
Taking advantage of the gap created at this moment, Russell rushed out in three steps and two steps.
His route seems chaotic, but in fact it is extremely clear.
The pursuer behind him reacted, and two RPG rounds helped him destroy a load-bearing column again, achieving part of his goal.
This made Russell's eyes light up.
He looked at the row of more than a dozen distinctive blue portals in front of him and decisively chose to continue to speed up.
He was about to rush into the room not far in front of him to take a break again and use it as a bunker to hide for a while.
But the moment he opened the door, he immediately froze on the spot.
When he opened the door, dozens of pairs of numb eyes looked up at him.
In this room were a bunch of ragged children.
Some new or old scars can be seen under the tattered clothes, and each child is silent as if he has lost his energy and spirit.
Even though there had been artillery fire outside for a long time, they still stayed here motionless.
Facing these eyes, Russell pondered for a moment.
This sudden discovery caused his thoughts to completely break, his battle thoughts were interrupted, and he didn't know how to react for a moment.
But Russell, who had always been calm, reacted immediately after being stunned for a moment.
He gritted his teeth and closed the door directly.
He didn't run away to either side. Most of the blue portals nearby contained children.
So, after taking a deep breath.
Russell turned around without hesitation and rushed towards the approaching minions.
The speed of the explosion was so fast that the chasing minions did not react immediately, but soon they broke out with firepower.
At this time, Russell was approaching and made no dodge movements.
In order to avoid being affected behind him, Russell will even choose to move consciously this time to try to resist all damage.
The bullet slowed him down, and the accumulated momentum made him gradually feel pain as he was already tired.
The powerful explosion knocked him back several steps, and then he gritted his teeth and continued to move forward.
The muscles were filled with soreness.
Even though he was already exhausted, he still had to push forward against a barrage of metal that even in his heyday could not last long, so that every step he took was taken with gritted teeth as his body creaked.
When a certain bullet hit him as the last straw, he slowly fell to his knees with blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.
Consciousness gradually blurred.
The vision in front of me began to have double images, and the voices in my ears began to become distant.
Russell was kneeling on the ground with his head lowered, unable to see clearly the scene in front of him.
But he could imagine that the minions in the surrounding nests must be tentatively preparing to approach.
"It seems that this is my end."
"It's not bad..."
"At least, there are signs that the dream is about to be fulfilled."
Russell murmured in his heart, recalling the past like a revolving door in his mind.
seem……
It’s also nice to fall on the road to realizing your dreams.
It's just that I felt sorry for the organization and failed to contribute much in the mission against the Abyss.
As he thought, his breathing gradually weakened.
In order to ensure that the children would not be affected as much as possible, he spent and squeezed too much power.
"boom!"
A loud noise suddenly echoed in my ears.
Russell's memory was interrupted. He wanted to see clearly what happened, but his thoughts that were gradually drifting away and his body that was out of control obviously couldn't do it.
The next moment, continuous screams sounded.
And there was a constant influx of spiritual power in his body, which began to heal his injuries.
This healing method was very skillful, and Russell could feel his condition improving rapidly, and he soon regained control of his body.
Although he was still a little half-dead, he was finally out of the near-death state.
He raised his head and looked at the picture that no longer had double images in front of him.
Five figures in Dawn uniforms were confirming the life and death of the corpses on the ground, and applying finishing blows as appropriate.
Next to Russell, there was a figure wearing a Dawn suit, holding his shoulders and continuously outputting spiritual power.
Above their heads were the broken ceiling and the blowing snow, and under their feet were the minions of the lair that had fallen to the ground.
The howling wind and snow blew in from the broken ceiling and slapped Russell on the face.
Breathing in the cold, fresh air, Russell knew he had survived.
As long as I see the leader next, no matter how serious the injury is, I can easily heal it.
He couldn't help but want to cry.
But after thinking about everyone being present, I held back my tears again.
"It's good to be alive."
Russell took a deep breath, and the tears he held back turned into a calm word.
