DC Tyrant

"Follow orders, soldier!"

"shot!"

Slade's ruthless voice came over the radio.

The atmosphere, which was already suppressed to the point of fear, suddenly condensed, and the soldiers' pupils struggled due to higher orders, but in Slade, the tone was once again tyrannical through the broadcast.

"shot!"

The soldier pressed the trigger ferociously, if the aliens don't die, they will die!

Baddy put too much pressure on them, and under Slade's tyrannical tone, he broke the strings in his heart.

Bady turned his face to the panoramic camera, with a sneering smile on the corner of his mouth.

Major Atherton, who was clamped by Baddy, was even more terrified. The pain Baddy brought to him had already made him miserable, and Slade's order made him fall to the bottom. No one wanted to die.

The soldiers didn't want to die either, so they took this opportunity to shoot.

Major Atherton didn't want to die either, he screamed at the back of the neck that was pinched by Bady.

"No…!!!"

By the time his neck felt loose, he had been beaten into a hornet's nest by his subordinate soldiers. The bullets softened his bones, and he lay on the ground, dying a miserable death.

Bati suddenly burst out with a huge air strike sound, and at the moment he was surrounded by bullet circles, he cut a violent path through thousands of bullets against the wind and waves.

The bullets poured down in front of him along with the flames, passing through his white fiber hospital gown, leaving sparks on the fiber gown, reaching the skin, but still unable to hit.

In this sea of ​​bullets, Batty appeared suddenly in front of a soldier like a behemoth exploded from the flames of a volcanic eruption; in his fear-dilated pupils, Batty inserted his finger into his trigger , With a huge squeeze, the entire automatic rifle was crushed, and the parts and bullets that had not yet been fired fell to the ground, which frightened him petrified.

Stalled in fear, he too was shot dead by a fellow bullet.

Bady grabbed his neckline, turned around and blocked the trailing bullets with him. He stomped hard, and his feet felt the reaction force immediately, and he stepped out of a cobweb pit. The marble-like stones splashed gravel, and his stalwart body left an afterimage on the spot.

The bullets shot into the spider web pit, and only a little dust was splashed.

Bati was as quick as a raging beast, flashed in front of the nearest soldier, and punched him in the chest.

The soldier only felt his eyes go dark, and his chest suddenly seemed to be hit by an assault vehicle, and an explosion blast burst out. The soldier's chest collapsed, his breastbone shattered into slag, and he flew up amidst the gunshots and flames. In the end, the soldiers bumped into a small glass laboratory, smashed the whole piece of glass into pieces, and fell down with a bang, exposing various instruments and tools in the laboratory.

The scene was immediately chaotic.

Amidst the fiery and chaotic gunfire, Bati sprinted left and right. In the eyes of the soldiers, he dodged the speed of the bullets, left behind a swift afterimage and came to him, and slapped his head three hundred and sixty-six times. Ten degrees, one rotation to die.

The soldiers became even more terrified and panicked.

This alien is like a demon beast, who regards human life as worthless, and has killed people with a single punch. The bullets have no effect at all, and they completely collapsed.

Bati took another two halves of the M16 automatic rifle while he was on the run. He stepped on the steel wall, and the rifle burst into flames. When the bullets bursting from the soldier's muzzle came to chase him, he stepped hard on the steel wall. The wall collapsed deeply under his foot, and the ugly sound of steel "that is, woo-boom" erupted.

'boom'

'boom'

With the flames of the rifle in his hand, he stepped on the steel wall and jumped up to the ceiling, like a bat running upside down on the ceiling for a few steps, holding two M6 automatic rifles, the flames of the rifles never stopped, and the soldiers' bullets had no time to catch up. With his figure, he stepped on the ceiling again, making the ceiling seem to be crumbling, and crashing down to the ground, making the ground vibrate again and again.

When Bati fell to the ground, the guns in the hands of the soldiers fell to the ground one after another, wailing in pain.

At this point, the battlefield was instantly silent, with thick gunpowder smoke and tragic moans of pain.

Just now, Slade gave the order to start shooting. Until now, it took only twenty-five seconds. All the soldiers were no longer able to hold the guns. Barty shot their tendons, or shot them to death without breathing. .

The strong smell of gunpowder brings deep fear to this environment.

No matter what they did, the soldiers couldn't hit Bati. The longer the time, the more fear they felt in their hearts and lungs. Even their bodies trembled when facing Bati, and they instinctively trembled towards Bati.

The terrified soldier sat on the ground trembling in fear, moving his feet and desperately moving his butt back, trying to stay away from Batty.

Bati's majestic body, under the light, elongated like a god of death, frightening the soldiers.

He frowned and dropped the greasy M16 automatic rifle in his hand, which was the sweat stains left by the soldiers before.

Batty tore off the white fiber hospital gown that was almost rags. There were already many holes left by Batty's extreme avoidance of bullets, and some sparks remained, which were the bullets that Batty avoided just now.

Wiping his hands with a rag-like white fiber hospital gown, Batty threw it aside casually, revealing a strong, muscular body with many scars and knife wounds. Under the light, it looked like a steel giant rising from the ground The body is daunting.

Especially the ruthless eyes that directly looked at them like animals waiting to be slaughtered made the soldiers terrified.

"63 soldiers, half alive, half dead."

"In the twenty-five-second battle just now, twelve people have died, and you still need to die nineteen people."

Bati was ruthless, and stepped on the thigh of the soldier who was covering his hands and howling in pain, breaking his thigh.

"ah…"

The soldiers were dripping with cold sweat and screaming in pain, adding a bit of horror to the smoky and silent space.

"You live."

Ba Di ruled his life with one word, and after breaking his leg, he left the soldier. The soldier didn't know whether to be grateful or in pain, and cried while pressing his thigh.

Bati went to the next soldier, kicked him up like sweeping garbage with his foot, and the soldier vomited blood in the air and splashed on the door of the warehouse, fell down, dying, unable to survive, and died.

"eighteen."

Ba Di said lightly, there are still eighteen people who need to die.

Everyone's liver and gallbladder were torn, and cold sweat couldn't help streaming down their faces and bodies. Some people's crotch was already wet, and they were so scared that they lost control.

A soldier angrily raised his pistol with the other hand, and shot at him with a 'bang bang'. Bati dodged the bullet and his face became angry.

"When I am in charge of your lives, only by my mercy can I survive."

Bady's face was cold and angry, and his eyes were cold and frightening.

He strode past the bullets, came to the soldier, grabbed his legs, pulled with great force, and in the sound of his wailing, tore him in half alive.

Bady coldly threw the soldier's two halves aside to prevent the fallen internal organs from falling onto his body.

Even so, some blood still fell on his body, giving him a ferocious and beastly look.

The suffocating stagnation of the atmosphere froze.

The wounded soldiers didn't even dare to cry out in pain, for fear of disturbing this brutal beast.

"Seventeen."

"I surrender! Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

Some soldiers shouted for mercy.

Satisfied, Bati nodded and trampled to death a soldier next to him. The blood spattered on the face of the begging soldier, making him turn pale.

"Go and kneel in front of the warehouse door."

Barty ordered ruthlessly.

As a result, more than one soldier crawled and knelt in front of the warehouse door. Forty-one soldiers crawled and knelt in front of the warehouse door with fear on their faces.

A few of them who crawled slowly were trampled to death by Bati with a blank expression.

"You have 41 people here. As I said, only half of the 63 people can survive, and only 31 people can survive."

"You choose 10 people to come out and die."