Chapter 8 Section 7

A blizzard enveloped the whole of Moscow. Putlanjev was biting a cigar, wearing a luxurious white fox fur, standing upwind of a tall building, facing the snow that slapped on his body, and sneered: "For two years in a row, people who copied my goods and fucked me are fine. Can." Planjev exhaled smoke from the corners of his nose and mouth: "Just remember to pay the bill!" Wiping the blood on his palms on the snow-white fox fur was particularly shocking. Several subordinates became complacent and murderous. A gang of vampires, allied with thugs from the Russian Mafia, towers over the Jagged Factory base.This time, the vampire's firepower is even more terrifying than the iron-blooded regiment, with the role exchanged at leisure.

The members of the base had been slaughtered by Planjev himself beforehand.The three alleys and one main street connecting the base are all under the eyes of infrared sights.As long as the other members of the Jagged Group are slowly gathering towards the base, they will be easily attacked and taken care of by vampires from top to bottom.After the car and the body were dragged away, heavy snow fell, covering up the blood on the ground without a trace. A perfect example of assault. "I'm starting to understand that Sac's philosophy of action." Planjev sneered, fingering the spade tattoo on his forehead.

Instead of killing the Quartet indiscriminately like a bandit, it would be more pleasing to the eye and the eye to slowly cut off piece by piece of this hunter army, which caused Moscow a headache. In the distance, two galloping black dots. "It's Sac's car. There's still about 30 seconds left to enter the sniper range. Get ready," said Peter, who was standing behind Plenzev, holding a military binoculars in his hand. Sure enough, it still came... What safety first, what a shit. Planjev sneered secretly.People are pieces of meat pushed by emotions, that's why there are so many weaknesses that make him feel like he's sorry for himself if he doesn't kill him.

"etc." The corners of Prantzev's mouth raised, to stop his subordinates from shooting at Sac, and said, "Let him go into the base. It must be very interesting for him to see the face of his companion's corpse." With a gesture, the new order was quickly spread on the buildings surrounding the base, Changed from sniping Zack to preventing Zack from escaping around the base. A malicious smile. Sac and Arau were only a hundred meters away from the base, and the whistling sound of heavy snow covered the sound of the engine. The air is full of swirling cuts, and anyone can feel that a certain ominous atmosphere is brewing.

Aarau parked the car according to Sack's instructions and switched to Sack's fully armed Toyota. Before that, Aarau had mounted a rifle on the accelerator of the jeep, fixed the steering wheel, and let the jeep go straight to the base factory. The car door rushed. Sac's fully armed car was behind him, ready to break into the base after the jeep attracted most of the vampires' attacks, rushing and killing, and rescued as many comrades as they were alive.If there are still partners who were deceived on the way and saw the base turned into a ball of fire from a distance, they should also know how to dodge wisely.

"Sir, if Peter was just joking..." Arau was nervous. It could be seen that Aarau was actually terrified.But even terrified, Aarau picked up his rifle an hour before he had the option to leave Sark.That alone is admirable. "It doesn't matter if it's just running through the garage to scare them," Sack said, full throttle. Lydia, don't come back. Even if your flight is delayed, don't come back. The moment the jeep broke through the garage smoothly, Aarau also accurately hit the fuel tank of the jeep. When the fuel tank exploded, it crashed into a cloud of black smoke, and the car body rolled into a fireball, which became the best cover for Sak and Aarau.

Sac spun around urgently, braked, stuck his hands out of the car window, raised his submachine gun horizontally and circled around for a while, and pressed his knee against the silver nitrite spray button on the dashboard. Alao rolled out of the car when the car made an emergency turn, and leaned against the flaming iron drum as a cover, and his automatic rifle looked for suspicious targets above the factory. But not a single vampire was seen in the entire base. One side of the sofa was scorched black, and Ava was naked, her hands were nailed to the sofa frame, and she was lying spread out in a big shape.The lower body was smashed with a blunt object, and it was dirty.It was obvious that he suffered great humiliation before his death.

Shadek was hung high in the air by the iron hook, his head was lowered, and his entire face was shattered.The iron hook pierced Shadek's fat body obliquely from the spine, and yellow fat dripped from the tip of the cone, slobbering like jelly. That's too late. The other partners who came over must have been cleaned up too. "Alao, get in the car!" Sac yelled vigilantly, and the car reversed, and Alao jumped on. Just as the car was rushing out of the base, the bullets from the sniper rifle swept out from top to bottom, accurately hitting four tires. Too bad, the enemy is indeed at the commanding heights.Sac quickly pressed the rapid glue filling button to temporarily repair the tire, but Sac suddenly felt a sharp pain in his waist, and the scene in front of him was distorted.

I see. The car slanted into the abandoned factory building across the street, stopped, and the engine idling. Sac fell limply on the steering wheel, his eyes half-opened. "Sorry, there's more than one mole." Arao looked at Sak coldly, holding a special spray gun in his hand, without any apology in his eyes. Sac felt a bucket of boiling water scalding his waist, and then spread to his whole body, burning all his nerves and tearing his muscles, the pain seemed to tear off his muscles piece by piece. But that painful feeling is far inferior to what Aarau said next. "If you don't mention Lydia, I'm afraid you won't come back, sir." Alao dragged Sac out of the car and muttered to himself: "Since you treated us like this, you can't blame me for treating you like this. The regiment has been disbanded today, although there are probably many people who lost their lives because they couldn’t make it back. But after getting rid of you, sir, the Iron-Blooded Group will no longer be the Iron-Blooded Group.”

After calculating the route to the airport for Sac, Arau had a chance encounter with him, revealing the danger that the base was about to face... The well-designed traps were just like the blows that Sac usually left for vampires.There is no way to avoid it. The amount of anesthesia was so heavy that Sac couldn't even open his mouth. His jaw hurt as if he had been smashed by the uppercut of a boxing champion, and his tongue was burning like it was on fire. Due to his strict anti-drug training, Sak endured the inhuman pain so as not to faint. "How does it feel to be a mole?" Plenzev's boots came up, and he smiled very heartily.

The leader of the iron-blooded regiment who was always against him and caused him to lose several boxes of US dollar bills, now only had a face that could not express himself. A few evil thoughts tickled Prangev's head like ants, an addiction that couldn't be stopped. "It's not bad." Aarao forced a smile. After all, Aarau is different from the newly joined Peter. He has been with Sack for three years and has been a member of Sack since the secret police period. It would be absurd to say that he has no feelings.Arau even swore secretly just now that if Sak had a conscience and ordered him not to take the risk of following him back to the base, he would tell Sak everything. As for his girlfriend who was kidnapped, just treat her as unlucky. "How should I deal with you? Did you see what happened to that dead fat pig? I gave him a fair chance to duel with me, but it's a pity that the dead fat pig just got too excited and wasted. He hung it up. He was lucky, and he watched a erotic show before he died!" Planjev smiled, and took the saber handed out from Sac's car by his subordinate. Pulling it out, a gust of cold air rushed to the face. Planjev played with the saber quite satisfactorily, and lightly touched the blade with his deliberately mechanized alloy left hand, immediately scratching a thin scratch.Abnormally fast.No wonder so many vampires suffered a lot from this saber in the past. "Aarau." Sak exhausted all his consciousness and spoke inarticulately. "Oh?" Planjev was a little surprised, what incredible willpower. "Can you help me...tell Lydia...stay in...Egypt...don't come back..." Sak forcefully squeezed out these words from his throat, every word was unimaginable strength. This is his last request.Arrow understands. "I'm sorry, Lydia is a dangerous person." Arau said awkwardly. He originally wanted to agree to Sac, but Planjev was at the side, and he couldn't say anything wrong anyway. "..." Sac closed his eyes sleepily. If that's the case... It's too dangerous for Lydia to let you live. Sak's body snapped up like a leopard, without extra noise or cumbersome posture, and at some point in his hand, there was an extra Red Army dagger, which stabbed Alao's neck fiercely. Alao stared blankly at the front, his eyes went dark, and he fell down at the same time as Sak. Plenzev looked at the ground indifferently. Alao's carotid artery was smashed by the dagger, and the white snow quickly spread to a large frozen red.Sac lay on the side, exhausted all his strength, his whole body was engulfed by anesthesia, and fell into the snow. Alao's eyes looked at Planjev imploringly. He was about to die, but he still had nostalgia for this bleak world. Plenzev looked at Arau mischievously.Oh, I really don't want to bite him, he doesn't lack subordinates who can do evil.But for the sake of Zac wanting to kill Arau... Doing things that his enemies disliked had always been Plenzev's sinister hobby. "Boss, what should we do now? Let them be frozen to death by heavy snow?" a subordinate asked. "Take them both away." Plenzev sneered evilly, looking at Sak. Bit this guy into a vampire he hates. Then, give him another reason to live desperately... 〖Murderer Thumb Fate: Destiny Survival: none Symptoms: Looking at hands stained with other people's blood, but not feeling guilty.It's not cold-blooded, it just regards killing as one of the "normal means" to solve things in daily life.Guilt is an odd word in your dictionary.There will be a strange protrusion on your thumb, which is a malevolent appearance. Traits: Many "professional killers" are hosts, not "murderers", and the difference cannot be ignored.Hosts with this fate are extremely calm in battle, and even have the strength to show their personal style, such as fulfilling the target's last wish before killing the target, or not forgetting to put down a flower as a comment after killing the target. Evolution: One kill in heaven and earth, the secret of the gun god. 〗