Super Detective in the Fictional World

There are still people in the arsenal, but only two.

Back to the door, they were sorting out their ammunition equipment, but Luke didn't find him in.

This is the core area of ​​the stronghold, surrounded by their people, they never thought that the enemy could sneak in.

Luke walked over and landed a clean punch on the back of a man.

Then he went straight to the subject.

He didn't like bullets, and his inventory was enough.

He has a little bit of movement in the loaded bomb chain, but there is no need to take it now.

His hands moved quickly, and several boxes were opened with lids. After confirming the equipment in them, even the boxes were stowed into the storage space, and then two RPGs and a row of warheads were not let go.

He hasn't bought this thing yet, and it's similar to the machine gun.

Now, of course, it's easy to pull the sheep.

His actions were quite rapid, and it didn't take two minutes to add up, and he washed the things he liked.

The bodies of the two gangsters were stuffed into two empty boxes, and the lids were closed. Luke pressed two boxes of ammunition over it.

In a short period of time, no one would find their bodies, which would allow him more time for action.

Quietly slipping out of this concrete room, he touched the place he had chosen.

This is a building in the direction of the entire base at one o'clock. It has nothing special, but it is inconspicuous.

This building is neither a defensive point nor a perimeter. The location is a bit biased, but it is relatively close to the large weed plantation outside.

Touching this, Luke threw a rope dart and pulled in a vigilant gangster outside and knocked him to death.

Then he took the raw materials out of the storage space and quickly made temporary weapons with his hands and feet.

This was the material he had obtained at the Dito Manor before, and it was directed at his plantation.

The materials were readily available, and his manufacturing was soon over.

Luke shoves more than half of his home-made weapons back into the storage space, leaving more than a dozen in his hands and walking behind the house.

This place is in the blind spot of the stronghold. It was originally guarded by the gangster, but of course no one is now.

Luke put a bunch of homemade weapons in his hand, took a breath, picked one up, pulled the grenade pull from it, and threw it out.

With a frequency of two a second, he quickly threw out more than a dozen homemade weapons in front of him.

He used great power, and it was thrown at an astonishing height. The homemade weapon, like a scattered flower in the sky, showed an arc shape, and flew towards the weed plantations in front of it.

When Luke threw homemade weapons, in front of a building more in front of him, a gangster armed with a gun suddenly felt a bit wrong, and looked up subconsciously: "How do I feel as if something is above us Fly past? "

Another gangster also looked at: "Where?"

The self-made weapons that could be swept over their heads had now landed on the weed plantation, and they could still see where they were.

Only when the words of the two of them fell, they heard a loud noise, and the first homemade weapon still in the air had burst.

Countless fires flew out with the explosion, and a huge meteor fire rain spattered in the air, covering the area of ​​more than ten meters.

Then there was a series of explosions and fire and rain, which quickly spread over the weed farm outside the stronghold.

The two gangsters were stunned.

At the stronghold, when the first explosion sounded, everyone was involuntarily quiet.

After a while, everyone said subconsciously, someone was asking, someone was shouting, and the base was noisy.

Selena's voice sounded: "Martin, they have solved the roadblockers and are speeding towards the stronghold."

Luke snickered in his heart: Now, Martin has a chance.

Let Martin's offensive defense line complete more than three hundred people's defense line, even if the opponent is a group of amateur players, that is to death.

A word often spoken by US forces operating overseas is that within ten minutes of firing, we have an absolute advantage. After ten minutes, there will be more people.

The meaning of this statement is very clear, that is, it is terrible to be in a disadvantaged position for a long time during the battle.

In a short time, firepower and personal strength can overwhelm the number of people.

But as time goes on, in the face of a steady stream of enemies, even the elite soldiers will not be able to bear it.

Of course, this mainly refers to the team going out to perform tasks, such as Baghdad, such as Afghanistan.

Luke sneaked in unobtrusively to create chaos.

He is now far beyond ordinary people, but if he wants to clean up the gangsters of the Dito Group easily, he cannot stand up.

Hundreds of guns swept over, and even if he had a primary self-healing and body armor, it would hurt.

Martin did not give up revenge, and continued to kill, and Luke's room for manoeuvre would be even greater.

As he pondered, he released a box of grenades from the storage space, picked up a grenade in his hand, and said, "When they get outside the stronghold, remind me of the distance and range."

Selena: "In a minute, they can reach the entrance of the main entrance." This was a buffer time for him to prepare.

One minute, soon.

"Martin they stopped and haven't moved forward for the time being," Selina reminded.

Luke hehe smiled: "The good show begins."

Then, he pulled out the safety pin of the grenade and threw it towards the main door.

At the beginning of the throw, his movement did not stop.

At a rate of two per second, a box of grenades in front of him was thrown far away into various locked positions near the main entrance.

Boom boom boom boom boom boom!

80! 80! 80! 80! Luke couldn't help thinking about it in his heart.

A series of explosions sounded, flare shrapnel flying around, and the gangsters gathered around the main entrance were severely wounded.

Luke incarnates a flinger at this moment, throwing grenades into the spot where the gangsters gathered.

In the stronghold, a large scream of screams for help was echoed.

Many gangsters have been killed, and more gangsters have been blown to death. The heavy injuries made them scream and desperately seek help.

The gangsters in the stronghold were all shocked: Are we surrounded by the Mexican military? What a special bombardment!

Luke threw grenades too frequently ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ and the accuracy was not low, almost banging around the front door.

The horror was so horrifying that the amateur gangsters had the illusion that they seemed to be surrounded.

Luke didn't bother to care about these guys, his show had just begun.

Thousands of grenades were thrown in one breath, and he looked at the movement in the stronghold leisurely.

Now, many people are running around near the front door, although they don't understand what they are running.

In many places outside, some gangsters could not help firing outside the stronghold, but found that the attack just came from the inside.

Luke quickly turned his attention away from the front door.

The guys there have been blown away, and few people dare to gather together.