My Iron Suit

Everyone stood there motionless, like a sculpture. Suddenly, the head of a soldier closest to the elevator moved and seemed to find something.

I saw him turning to look at the elevator on the side of the body, and found that the above still showed a state of stopping. The face under the mask could not help but reveal a trace of doubt. He had just heard a slight sound of the elevator running. Did he hear it wrong? What?

Just as he was listening again, under his gaze, the two closed elevator doors suddenly opened slowly.

The double eyelids under the soldier’s helmet, which was being carefully listened, were fierce, but they did not wait for him to lift the gun at the elevator door, and did not have time to sound a warning. A pair of black pistols quickly moved from the elevator that had just opened half. The door is extended, pointing to both sides, and one of the muzzles is pointing at him!

"boom!"

"boom!"

After two consecutive shots, the two soldiers closest to the elevator door were directly crushed and the helmet fell backwards.

While other soldiers heard the gunshots and turned their guns, Chen Mo kept his hands and quickly turned his direction, shooting again and again to the most threatening target.

"Hey! Hey! Hey!..."

The continuous gunshots continued to sound, and every shot was accompanied by a soldier who fell to the ground. When other soldiers turned around and raised their guns to aim at Chen Mo, the elevator door had already opened most of the time. Lifting and shooting from the elevator in the direction of the front and the sides.

After rushing out of the elevator, Chen Mo's figure flashed rapidly, avoiding the bullets from the surrounding, while shooting in a variety of positions toward the surrounding targets.

The power of the guns was brought to the extreme, and each shot shot was killed by one person, and the bullets that were shot were all pre-judged by Chen Mo and hid in the past.

These soldiers who guarded the Pope were much more elite than the militants of the illegal goods trafficking organizations outside the city. Although they had done a lot before the reaction, they still felt unprecedented under the attack of the remaining 20 people. pressure.

The physical quality of the senior priests he deliberately maintains is only a relatively strong level among ordinary people. It is similar to the top special forces. Under the siege of more than 20 elite soldiers, the calculation and deduction of the shooting skills alone. To carry out the dodge attack, the pressure is very big, the brain is always running at high speed, and dare not let go.

However, this is exactly what Chen Mo hopes. After this period of crazy combat training, his current level of shooting skills is comparable to that of the strongest of the senior priests, John Peyston, but he does not feel that he has not achieved the gun. The limit is just that it is difficult to continue to improve.

These elite soldiers, who guard the pope's church, are the best training objects of his current.

A soldier was killed by Chen Mo’s bullets, but the manpower there has not decreased, but it has gradually increased.

With the killing of Chen Mo, the soldiers guarded by this layer were all attracted by the gunshots. A large number of soldiers emerged from the three channels opposite, which was faster than Chen Moxun’s incomparable killing speed.

Chen Mo had to play the spirit of twelve points, and calculated the data faster, while trying to speed up the killing, to ensure that the number of people on the scene grew slowly.

With the increasing number of soldiers on the scene, Chen Mo’s pressure is getting bigger and bigger, and the shooting technique is also used to the extreme. Chen Mo can clearly feel that his own gun fighting is rapidly in this overloaded battle. In order to maintain this perfect "training" state, Chen Mo even deliberately only crushed the helmet without hurting the soldiers when the incoming soldiers began to become less, so that they could take off the helmet and continue to fight.

When more than 30 people present took off their helmets, Chen Mo began to attack their legs.

These soldiers were all injected with "Bosian" medicine, and they did not know the fear. Even if they were still injured or standing against the wall, or directly on the ground, they continued to attack Chen Mo.

On the ground beside them, the dead soldiers were already lying, and the blood from the bodies had flowed to their feet, but they were unaffected.

More than 30 people are already the limit that guns can handle. If there are more, the barrage of the attack is too dense, and there is no room for dodging.

At the beginning, Chen Mo still felt very pressure. Later, as the battle progressed, the gun skills became more and more proficient and more and more sophisticated. It seems to have formed an instinct and produced a perfect set in the brain. Automatic processing software, all calculations are automatically carried out in the mind, the reaction speed is getting faster and faster, and the battle becomes more and more relaxed.

In the high-intensity battle, the gun fighting technique finally merged and the power was greatly improved.

Chen Mo feels that he can calmly cope with the current situation. When the fighting skills are no longer upgraded, the soldiers on the scene have already stood still. All the legs are shot, and even the wall can’t stand, and they fall to the ground. , holding a gun against Chen Mo attack.

Chen Mo came to the dwarf kingdom. The tall figure was flashing in a crowd of people who were shorter than him, and he was quite a kind of dog.

Since there is no effect of exercise, Chen Mo no longer wastes time and quickly kills all these "dwarfs".

The body of more than a hundred soldiers completely filled this originally spacious area, and the blood that poured out completely stained the entire ground like a **** of blood.

Chen Mo stepped on the body of the earth and took the blood to leave the battlefield of Shura. He walked into the passage, and every step took off, leaving a bright red **** footprint on the floor.

Leaving a gradual fade of blood footprints ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Chen Mo all the way up, and finally came to the front of the real residence of the Pope.

This is a magnificent gate that is taller and thicker than the gates of the parliament. Behind this is the dictator of Libya, the faith of the church, the place of the supreme pope.

Chen Mo was full of curiosity about the existence of the church and Libya in the end of the nuclear war. Now, finally, I have to meet!

Chen Mo stepped forward and reached out to open the door.

Until the door was completely pushed away by Chen Mo, there was no attack or sneak attack.

Chen Mo was not surprised by this, and walked in from the door calmly.

Here is a gorgeous and artistic rotunda. The beautiful and smooth marble casts a variety of beautiful patterns on the ground. A circle of more than a dozen thick marble columns stands around the hall. The dome above the magnificent zenith painting is firmly supported.

The walls behind the stone pillars are all inlaid with turquoise marble, and two beautiful giant oil paintings are hung on them.