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It's a sane biochemical monster that should be left here at all costs.

The other monsters around him are a problem though.

"Owen, how much more time will it take to open this door.

"Give me another six and a half points. Looking

at the ordinary biochemical monsters in front of him who charged in a "human" formation in order to protect the special biochemical monsters.

Brand Blade quickly gave the order, leaving two men to protect Owen, while the rest began to roam the entire arena in an attempt to distract them from their attacks.

For a while, there was a fierce competition in this small laboratory, but because there were some large experimental benches that had not yet been moved.

So, for this group of agile blade members, the cyborg monsters didn't get any favors.

The scales of victory seem to have tipped in favor of the Blades.

However, the goddess of victory may have come to "relatives", and she is emotionally unstable, and the situation that she was expected to successfully get out of trouble has once again reached an impasse (=゚Д゚=).

The special biochemical ghost who was dodging bullets in the field, the green light in his eyes skyrocketed, and the aura in his body suddenly changed, and he suddenly rushed towards ten o'clock at an extremely fast speed.

Brand's pupils constricted as he watched on the side, because it had exceeded the human limit speed by too much.

The target of the biochemical ghost mother body was a member of the blade team less than 50 meters away from it, and at this time, he shot at the biochemical ghost in front of him, and retreated, completely unaware of the danger.

"Danger......" Before Brand's word "danger" could be spoken, the biochemical ghost mother body had already come behind the blade team, and in front of everyone's eyes, it used its shining cold vajra claw to penetrate the person's body very silkily.

He looked at the steel claws sticking out of his chest in disbelief, his facial expression was puzzled, surprised, and painful.

The pierced lobe of his lung made it difficult for him to breathe, and the sharp pain made him clench his rifle tightly.

At this moment, the mechanical arm behind the biochemical ghost mother quickly stretched out and pierced directly into his neck, as if injecting something into his body, and after three seconds, the mother showed a satisfied smile.

Pulling his steel claws out of the man's body, the man who was hit, as if all his strength had been drained in an instant, lay on the ground like soft mud, blood flowed from the wounds on his body like a pillar, and in a short time a large patch was stained red.

"Bastard!" a loud shout rang out, and another member of the Blade team threw a grenade at the ghost matrix.

However, the mechanical arm behind it struck the flying grenade to the side with pinpoint accuracy, exploding at a great distance.

There was a humane mocking smile on its grimace, and it said in a hoarse and strange voice, "Trick."

Brand didn't say anything else, but pulled the trigger in his hand, and the bullet poured out, but other biochemical ghosts rushed forward to block the bullet for the mother.

"Hurry up and lure the other bio-chemical ghosts away, I'm going to meet this special guy. Brand immediately gave the order

to throw a grenade at the cyborg ghosts, only to hear a loud bang, after the smoke cleared.

Two biochemical ghosts that had been blown up and charred on the outside and tender on the inside appeared, their blood-red skin turned black, and holes of different sizes appeared on their bodies.

"Good boy, this is a high-explosive grenade, haven't blown it up yet?" exclaimed one of the Blade team members

, "but that's enough, these two things have been shot several times before, and now they have been hit by a grenade, and they should also fall." "

Taking advantage of this gap, Brand opened fire, and bullets hit the body of the biochemical ghost mother.

However, it didn't pay attention at all, its left hand was in front of it, and the green light in its eyes skyrocketed, greatly increasing its speed, and it rushed forward like a cannonball.

Firing a bullet at him had slowed it down, but it was still moving at a speed that could not be underestimated.

The people around him were also entangled by other biochemical ghosts, and Blade could only quickly retreat to both sides to avoid its attacks.

However, his target didn't seem to be Blade Brand, and after Brand stepped aside, he didn't make any moves, but increased his speed and rushed forward.

"Oh no, he's targeting Owen!" the two men next to Owen immediately opened fire.

And Owen's reaction was also very fast, holding the computer and hurriedly rolling to the side, as long as he avoided this straight line, there was basically no problem.

The man to Owen's right shot and retreated, but after a few shots, he heard the click of a hammer.

As a mercenary on a regular mission, he knew exactly what the sound meant, the sound of an empty gun pulling the trigger.

It's broken, there are no bullets!

In a panic, he sweated for a moment, but he still did not slow down, and at the first time he touched the pistol on his leg, intending to launch a counterattack immediately.

During this period, only about a second passed, and the biochemical ghost turned in advance, avoiding the inertia that he couldn't control at the right angle.

With its lightning-fast speed and nearly a meter of steel claws, the man's pistol rang out and then there was no more sound, leaving only a corpse whose neck was about to be slashed.

And in the same way, the special biochemical ghost still stabbed the fallen corpse with the mechanical arm behind it, as if it was injecting something.

Although there were not many biochemical ghosts left around him, the biochemical ghost led by him did not have the slightest timidity, but showed a bloodthirsty smile.

Looking at the people in front of him, he seemed to feel that the other party had nothing to do with him, and spit out another word: "End!"

Brand frowned, there were indeed not many bullets on his side, although there were several grenades, but his mechanical assassin was really annoying.

However, he gradually learned some information about this monster, and the "rampage" he launched could last for about eight seconds, and it only accelerated in one direction.

And you can't use this "rampage" all the time, you must have a certain amount of time to cool down.

"Owen, you're single-mindedly breaking down this door. Others should not stand in a straight line with him and use the surrounding test benches to interfere.

And always pay attention to my orders, as soon as the door is opened, withdraw immediately, leave the medium C4 bomb that I had prepared here, and if I really can't destroy it, let it stay here forever!" Brand gave the order to the crowd.

Then he picked up the desert eagle in his hand and aimed it at the back of the head of the biochemical ghost, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

In fact, at this point, the biochemical ghost mother body may not last long, although he had ordinary biochemical ghosts to block bullets for him before, but the ammunition capacity of eight guns is a terrifying existence.

What's more, the previous two killings, but they were hit by a lot of bullets, and the entire laboratory floor was covered with the corpses of biochemical ghosts, as well as their green and foul-smelling blood.

The person who was the first to be killed by the biochemical ghost mother, lying on the ground, his limbs twitching slightly, and the corpse, which had lost its temperature, got up again.

However, his eyes were no longer bright, but were filled with tyrannical green light, and his body, which was not particularly strong, was suddenly full of muscles, which directly burst his combat uniform.

And his white skin turned red as it was visible to the naked eye, and he let out a loud roar, grew sharp fangs, and rushed towards the person in front of him as fast as he could.

Although the man in front of him had already reacted, he still retreated half a step too late, and was grabbed by the monster's right arm and fell to the ground.

However, although the soldier was pounced, he did not panic at all, and pressed the gun in his hand against the monster's neck.

Don't let it bite you: "Damn! Why is this still mutated directly! Damn it, you smoked me with bad breath when you were alive, and you won't let me go when you're dead." As

he spoke, he pressed his legs together and pushed the monster directly off his body against his lower abdomen.

Then a carp stood upright, but before he could stand firmly, he felt something rushing at his back.

Without hesitation, he dodged directly to the right, but he was still half a step late, and his back was scratched by steel claws, fortunately he escaped the fatal injury, but he still did not relax his vigilance, and quickly distanced himself from it.

"John, are you alright?" the partner next to him hurriedly greeted him.

"It's a trivial matter, although it hurts to be scratched, but you want to eat my seat (white thing) by relying on this, it's a little whimsical. John gasped for breath, looking like he was the rest of his life.