Alien paradise

There is only one kind of person in the world who can regard bullets as if they were nothing.

Cultists.

They either rely on blasphemous spells or strange drugs to separate their five senses and look like the living dead.

But the cultists won’t go against them!

Ghost rushed to the door of the east corridor and realized how fierce the battle had just been - there were blood stains everywhere on the ground and walls, several of his subordinates were seriously injured and lying on the ground moaning, and the mouse that was killed, It looked like it was stained with blood.

He squatted down, tore open the robe of the deceased, and couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief - the other person was not a cultist, at least judging from the softness of his body, he was no different from ordinary people. However, Gust soon made a new discovery. He saw that the other party was wearing a strange vest under his clothes. It was riddled with holes, but the whole thing was still intact, and there was almost no blood leaking from the bullet holes.

"What's this?"

Gust asked someone to take off the mouse's vest.

"It seems like... some kind of armor?" the subordinate hesitated.

It is not thick to the touch and can be folded easily, but it can effectively withstand bullets fired from steam rifles. This is the first time Ghost has seen this thing.

"It's probably a new product. No wonder they are so difficult to deal with." He no longer hesitated and immediately ordered, "Call the brothers outside too. Except for the people guarding the east wall, I want everyone!"

"Are you sure? In that case, the felon who just escaped will not be able to be guarded."

"No problem, execute them on the spot." Gust said coldly, "There are as many prisoners as you want. The top priority is to completely eliminate the rats here... Don't forget, there are adults watching."

"yes!"

Although the people outside are not real confidants, they are still safe to use against rats. The total number of people in the two waves was almost twenty, and he didn't believe those six rats could make any waves.

No, one of them has died, and now there are only five left.

…

"Damn, how can they still get reinforcements?" Joe James complained.

Even without leaving the room, they could tell by the noisy footsteps that the number of people on the other side was increasing.

"Isn't this a natural situation?" Zhang Zhiyuan said angrily. He really didn't expect that one day he would have to cooperate with the person he wanted to arrest. "Not all of those people outside are gang members, at least some of them are reserve police in disguise. Once they find that we are difficult to deal with, they will definitely call in other forces."

"How many people will there be?"

"Who knows, our only advantage is that we are in the dark. Anyway, this theater is big enough. We can consume these scum bit by bit."

"No." Naruko Asahara said in a rare objection, "Don't forget that the reporter is still outside. We can delay it, but he can't."

"Damn, I almost forgot about this!" The American slapped his thigh, "He didn't follow us in!"

Everyone rolled their eyes.

"You didn't bring him in." Zhou Zhi said angrily, "You can't expect a man covered in injuries to run as fast as you."

"We can't carry it with us," Taylor finally said. "We were targeted by several guns at that time. We were lucky enough to be able to rush into the corridor unharmed. It was impossible to carry a wounded person on our back."

"That's right, it's just like what Taylor said!" Joe James glared back at everyone, "You guys are so anxious to save people, why don't you go and carry one on your back?"

"Okay, stop arguing!" Zhang Zhiyuan slammed the floor hard, "Host, is the reporter still alive?"

"That's the case for now." Chaoyang appeared in time and said, "People outside are focusing on you, and Dann is unattended now."

"It's okay, it's okay." Everyone couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

"But this situation will not last forever." Only Naruko looked solemn, "If we delay for too long and let them realize that it is impossible to arrange the scene, they will definitely take out their hands to silence them. And once they start to hide and seek, Cats, the pressure we can put on them will also be reduced a lot, and then reporters will be very dangerous."

"It's almost one o'clock in the morning. It takes them about two hours to arrange the body like a clock. If we delay it for another hour, they may change their plan and kill people directly." Taylor agreed, "So we have to fight back , just like that just now.”

Joe James frowned, "I'm not opposed to a head-on confrontation. The problem is that the other side still has reinforcements. Facing more than a dozen guns, we may not be able to win. If we lose, it will be too frustrating."

"I have an idea," Zhou Zhi said after hesitating for a moment, "but I don't know if it's feasible."

"Say it."

"The hall is full of chandeliers, and they contain either lamp oil or flammable grease. If they can be knocked over..."

The Americans' eyes lit up, "The hall will be in flames!"

"Not just the lobby... I'm worried that the entire theater might be set on fire." Zhou Zhi paused, "I've seen it, the seats are all covered with velvet, and the floor is also made of wood. Once it burns, the fire will be almost It’s impossible to control.”

Creatures are naturally afraid of hot flames and thick smoke. Once a fire breaks out around them, the enemy's numerical advantage will cease to exist.

The price is that the Sinclair Theater will be reduced to rubble.

"Boy, that's not bad!" Joe James slapped him hard, "You can burn anything. I hope the noise will be as big as possible! Just do it!"

"Sorry, I have to pour cold water on it." Taylor interrupted, "The builder also knew that the thing couldn't fall, so it was fixed with iron ropes. We only have three crossbows. How can we knock over one that weighs several hundred kilograms? Chandelier?"

"Uh, this..."

"There is a way," Zhou Zhi opened the redemption interface with a swipe of his finger, "it's in the living assistance column——"

A flash of lightning flashed in Zhang Zhiyuan's mind!

Thermite!

"That's it...a small pack of thermite, worth 50 redemption points." Zhou Zhi explained, "If you just spread it out and use it as kindling, it will burn for a few seconds and it will be gone. But if you gather it together and use it in just the right place, Location……"

The high temperature soaring to 3000 degrees will melt all the fixings!

"The problem is that someone has to go to the top to place these things, and they may be attacked by enemies on the way..."

"I'll go." Zhang Zhiyuan waved his hand, indicating that Zhou Zhi didn't need to say any more, "There must be a staircase leading to the upper floor in the corridor. Just wait for my signal."

"This is for you." Naruko Asahara handed him her dagger, "We will also launch an offensive below to attract their attention."

"Thank you." Zhang Zhiyuan put his crossbow on his back and stuck the dagger in his waist. Finally, he took the four packs of thermite that everyone had redeemed with all the remaining points and ran towards the other end of the corridor.