DC Tyrant

Outside the door of the lighting warehouse, the atmosphere was silent, and needles could be heard.

Dozens of soldiers are armed with M16 automatic rifles, divided into various positions, or using objects to cover, or holding shields with the team in the middle of the road. The front of the warehouse is not empty, but there are small experiments made of glass or steel. The rooms are criss-crossed and well-organized, and the soldiers are heavily guarded around the gate. There is only this entrance and exit here.

There has never been an accident in the underground research institute, but the security force here has never been less.

The oppressive atmosphere caused a lot of sweat to flow from Major Atherton's forehead, and he didn't dare to wipe it off. He and Colonel Slade fought together in the Vietnam War.

Even in the Vietnam War, Colonel Slade did not order him so carefully, in detail, with a hint of fear and anger: kill him, if he does not die, everyone in the underground research institute will die.

In this situation, Slade no longer cared about General Vic wanting Batty to live. If he was alive, it would be a disaster.

The atmosphere became more and more silent. From the moment I heard the screams of Mason soldiers, the sound of M9 pistols, and the faint sad voice of Dr. Jenny, there was no other sound.

Major Atherton didn't dare to wipe his sweat, he lay down gently, and adjusted his heartbeat.

In this silent, depressing space.

The suppressed heartbeat sounded like a road sign, indicating everyone's location to Bati, and the super hearing could hear everyone's suppressed heartbeat beating more and more frantically.

Each person's position is clearly constructed in his mind. Under the oppressive atmosphere, a trace of airflow flowing, airflow colliding with objects, various types of flavors, and a complete three-dimensional map are constructed in his mind.

At this moment, the most effective thing for him is to have super hearing, super sense of smell, and super vision, all of which are controllable under his control.

He is calm and angry, these two emotions are not contradictory, they will only make people more crazy and want to destroy.

Barty opened the warehouse door a crack.

I don't know which soldier was nervous, or accidentally fired, so he fired directly. The bullet hit the metal door, causing a little spark.

Then, as if the other soldiers had received the order, continuous gunshots rang out, shooting the metal door until sparks burst out, sparks like electric welding.

Ba Di was behind the door, not stopping for a moment to calculate in his mind, silently calculating the number of bullets, the number of people who can still shoot, and the location.

Although he is strong now, even if it is a firearm, it is estimated that the bullets can only penetrate into his muscles, not very deep.

But there is no need for him to resist the bullets. It is only reasonable to reserve the strength to deal with the well-equipped troops on the ground.

He will go down to the negative fourth floor to kill, and then he will go up to the ground, face missiles, tanks, and then leave here, so he will not waste any effort.

"stop!"

Major Atherton yelled at the command, exchanged cover, and changed magazines.

After finishing this round of shooting, the metal door was already pitted, and a lot of flattened warheads fell from the ground.

Suddenly, in the gap, an M16 gun tip emerged.

Almost the moment Major Atherton called to stop, he had already appeared in the crack of the door.

The head of the M16 swayed and began to emit tongues of flame. The soldiers were so startled that they subconsciously responded by shooting.

Something shocking happened.

'boom'

'boom'

'boom'

'boom'

Thirteen guns exploded, and the soldiers were so frightened that they shook off the M16s in their hands. They were the soldiers who hadn't shot together just now.

With god-like marksmanship, the bullets shot into the muzzles of their rifles in all directions, causing the chambers to explode.

Barty is the most elite soldier on Krypton, and this elite is not genetically carried.

But everyone who fought against him, Bati remembered in his heart, no matter the psychology, language, behavior, or even subconscious small movements, all the surrounding environment, all calculated, facing a fighter who is stronger than other genes, Badi can outperform other fighters who carry talents in their genes.

But genetic talent is a genius among geniuses, how could he win, but in the end, he won, one can imagine his horror.

Now he has awakened super hearing, super vision, and super sense of smell, which make him more powerful than his increased strength.

Suddenly, a cruel, murderous, ruthless eye appeared in the gap, like a stare suddenly appearing in the abyss, making people suffocate with fear.

Major Atherton happened to meet this pair of eyes, and his heart was so suffocated that he forgot to beat.

He has seen bloody wars, killed children, women, shot and buried innocents in pits, and nothing frightened him, and he thought there was nothing in the world that frightened him.

However, at this moment, he was inexplicably afraid of this eyeball from the abyss.

When the eyes disappeared, a chill emerged from the bottom of Major Atherton's heart, chilling his heart, and he realized that his hands began to tremble.

This is a monster!

The door opened suddenly, and Bati's tall and majestic body appeared in front of them. In the slightly dark warehouse, his ruthless eyes swept over them like ants, possessing an inexplicable deterrent force, which scared Atherton The major's heart tightened.

"Fire!!"

He roared, holding Yu Wen's automatic rifle with trembling hands of fear, spattering tongues of flame from the muzzle.

But in the previous round of lasing, the magazine changer was just changing, and among those who fired alternately, thirteen rifles were shot by Bati, and the remaining twenty-seven automatic rifles were fired.

So Patty only had to dodge shots from twenty-seven M16 automatic rifles.

Ba Di knew by heart, from which direction the shots came from, he knew them one by one, and he also knew which posture to avoid.

The first wave of bullets came crazily. The scorching bullets grazed Batty's skin, and the hairs were curled up by the scorching heat. He smelled it subtly, and controlled his sense of smell to weaken.

Bady's feet exerted force violently, his body had not been exercising for a long time, and his heart was twitching with a roaring pulse.

Two small pits instantly appeared in the concrete under his feet, and two spider web pits were cracked by being trampled on.

He started running from the right side, which was the closest to the cover, a small laboratory made of steel.

Like a cheetah, he jumped forward, put his hands on the ground, and rolled along his back. In the eyes of the soldiers, he avoided the barrage of twenty-seven automatic rifles.

It's appalling.

The bullet pierced through the air, leaving white trails in his eyes, which dissipated quickly, invisible to ordinary eyes.

In Bati's eyes, the bullet only moves in a straight line, and the moment it leaves the muzzle of the gun, the result of the route is already doomed.

The gunshots sounded more and more crazily. Major Atherton and the soldiers fell to their throats in shock, firing bullets non-stop. Looking at the barrage on the screen, it is guessed that none of the bullets he fired in advance could hit.

The afterimage brought about by Bati's high-speed movement made them terrified.

His eyes never stopped scanning them like blades, making them feel the coldness of a knife in their throats all the time, making them even more frightened to shoot.

He doesn't die.

we die!

Major Atherton understood Colonel Slade's meaning in an instant, and became even more terrified, as if a chill rose up his spine, freezing his head.

The thud of the bullet hitting the metal wall sparked, and at a distance of nearly fifty meters, they poured nearly a thousand bullets, none of which hit.

The last few bullets hit the steel wall, sparked and fell to the ground crisply.

Ba Di's figure has disappeared into the bunker.

There was a dead silence.

The soldiers were shocked and silent, gasping for air.

The smell of gunpowder smoke became stronger in an instant, and the surrounding was deadly silent. Everyone's heart felt cold. What kind of monster were they going to deal with?

Nearly a thousand rounds of bullets failed to hit a single one. Is this still a human being?

Is this still a creature?

This is an alien monster!