My Clone Empire

In the slums of Mayo City, Mali, eight figures in black special combat uniforms kept moving through the alleys, and behind the eight people came the sound of dense footsteps.

"They're right ahead, kill them! (Mali)" Dozens of gangsters in tattered T-shirts chased down the alley with their aks up.

"02 to 04 follow me, 05 to 08 you go there, use the terrain to disperse them one by one!" The captain code-named 01 waved his hand at a fork in the alley.

The eight-person team immediately dispersed into two groups and ran to both sides.

The chasing soldiers behind him also divided into two groups and chased in different directions. It seems that the number of enemies each person needs to face has not changed, but you must know that if there are half of them, the barrage caused by their bullets will A full half is lost, and the sparse barrage means that they have a chance to come back.

If you are pressed by the enemy with bullets and can't even rush out of the bunker, don't try to make a comeback.

The gangsters who were chasing apparently didn't think so much, they just knew how to get rid of these rubbish that had just provoked trouble!

The split bodies that entered the narrow terrain were like fish back in the water. After finding cover, they held their breaths and waited for the "prey" to come to the door.

The gangsters who were chasing behind obviously did not expect that the people they were chasing would lay an ambush in front of them.

They rushed over with their rifles in a careless manner, and just after turning around the corner, they saw four muzzles protruding from the wall.

"Look for cover!" shouted a gang member who ran in front, but before he could hide, his head was shot, and bright red blood splattered the hazel earth wall.

At this time, the strong learning ability and the advantages of memory sharing of the splits are reflected.

Although these splinter bodies had only briefly learned to shoot in the room, the memory of their twelve splinter bodies learning to shoot at the same time was shared with these people again through Tang Shizhe's integration.

Even though the learning ability of the ten dead soldiers is not very strong, but with the blessing of the number, the marksmanship of everyone has also improved qualitatively.

Feelings like how everyone feels when the firearm is fired are fused together by sharing.

And during the battle, the mutual spiritual network can be obtained through the pictures from different corners where several split bodies are standing, forming a three-dimensional hologram in Tang Shi's mind far away in the Titan Mining Office Building.

In the three-dimensional hologram, the positions and movements of these hostile soldiers can be clearly known by the four split bodies.

This also makes the four split-body dead men who were originally just ordinary marksman instantly turned into sharpshooters!

The gangsters who keep rushing out are just giving away their heads, and as many people rush out, they will be shot in the head.

The ballistics calculated by the mental network of the split bodies can keep these dead men with super marksmanship!

Soon the gangsters in the back realized that something was wrong, and they hurriedly hid behind the corner and did not want to rush forward.

"You! Rush to the opposite side!" a black man who looked like a leader shouted to a young black man in front.

"No! If you rush over, you will die!" The young black man shook his head hastily.

The leader raised his hand and shot a hole in the black man's stomach.

"You! You go!" The leader pointed at another black man with a pistol.

The black man saw himself and knew that he couldn't escape. He took a sharp breath and rushed towards the opposite side with courage.

In this era, the lives of the Republic of Mali are really worthless. As long as you are willing to give them a knife, some people are willing to sacrifice their lives for you, and you can grab a lot of them on the street.

These cannon fodders who followed him were just recruited to supplement the loss of the last battle, and each of them was only a hundred dollars a month, and it was worthless at all!

Obviously, the black man's luck is not very good,

He had just left the corner when a flying bullet exploded his head.

"Damn!" the leader yelled angrily.

"You guys, copy it from the back!"

"You guys, follow me, and when the outflanking people reach the back of the target, they will charge immediately!" The leader divided his team into two halves, half of which would go around the enemy's back from the side to attack from both sides.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw two black iron balls hit the diagonally opposite wall and bounced under their feet.

"Grenade!" The leader felt that his soul was about to fly away, and he hurriedly shouted and pushed a gang member in front of him in the direction of the grenade.

If this person fell on the grenade, he would definitely be able to absorb most of the damage, and they would be able to survive.

But unfortunately, this black man is not a cripple without hands and feet. He tilted his body in the air just to avoid the grenade and fell to the ground.

"Idiot!" The leader broke out in cold sweat in an instant. This man didn't know that he would not only die like this, but also his companions!

But don't expect much loyalty from the cannon fodder hired by money, these cannon fodder will certainly not sacrifice themselves for everyone.

With two bangs, there was a burst of dust flying in the alley, but the dust rolled up by the explosion was not too much, and the grenades thrown by the splits were just fragmentation grenades.

But after being bombed twice, the alley was quiet.

Captain Zero made a gesture, and the other three splits began to cross and move towards the entrance of the alley by constantly changing cover. The four gun muzzles were always aimed at the corner ahead.

"Flash!" Captain Zero Yi shouted in Japanese, which was entirely to confuse the sight and hearing of those who passed by by chance, and to ensure that these Malians could not understand what he meant.

Death No. 2 immediately untied a small cylindrical can from his waist, pulled the tab and smashed it towards the opposite wall. The can bounced off the wall and bounced into the other side of the corner.

Bang... A dazzling flash suddenly lit up, and the splits immediately charged into the corner alternately with their guns up.

Only when they arrived at the scene did they discover that only eight of the twenty or so people who had been shunted out to pursue them were left, covering their eyes and struggling on the ground. Although they did not die because they were far away from the grenade, their bodies were already covered with shrapnel. Collapsed blood dripping.

And the gang leader was already bloody, and his mother couldn't even recognize him.

"We surrender! Don't kill us! (Mali)" shouted eight injured black youths.

They were just hired to work for their lives. Since the leader in charge of them was already dead, they had no consideration for surrendering themselves, and it was a big deal to submit to these enemies.

Anyway, this is the situation in the local area. After a gang is destroyed by a gang supported by other warlords, the survivors will join the other gang, because they only fight for money and food for survival!

"Give us a reason not to kill you!" 01 stepped forward and pointed a gun at a young man's head and asked.

"We can work for you, and you don't have to pay for the first month, but you have to take care of your meals!" the black youth hurriedly said.