Super Trick or Treat System

Larson's voice was also hoarse, as he said: "Smith, I thought you were gone. The radio station said they caught you, old man."

Then, among the other cadavers dressed in khaki, a dozen of them were packed with hot portals, and Li Badi suddenly came to him.

"Quick!" he shouted. "They will chase us in a second. Come with me."

Roa is waiting. Her own flamethrower spit out a little green. That is the only light. I saw here that she had put away the other weapons and closed them so that when she kept looking at the dark passage, even the light of them would not blind her.

"Do we want them?" Dean yelled to the others. Smith also responded to this question:

"Do we want them, Colonel?"

The powder stains and blood on Colonel Culver's face were almost unrecognizable, and he quickly replied: "No. We raided them with rifles. They are just fire-throwers, not ray projectors. Beat it! Run like a devil. !"

The weapon was snatched and threw the weapon together with others. It will be hard to move forward-it must not make her burdenless. But he maintained his position. Then he swept her up with one hand until she was racing next to him under his leadership.

The girl protested: "I should keep the firearm." "I can also fight."

Holding her breath, assured her: "It's too heavy. Their guns will protect us-"

Behind them, a man's voice rang once, a hoarse scream. Then, the rock wall fired with the sharp cracks of the rifle, and the sound roared and echoed.

power!

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A girl whose creamy body was strangely untainted by smoke or dirt, her jeweled breastplate gleamed under the torch light, and the loose wrap around her waist flicked violently as she ran. Li Huai was naked, but ran beside her with a golden waist cloth. Then there was Smith, and ten other people in khaki uniforms-exactly what was left of the fifty people who dared to penetrate the hearts of the people. Now all of them are trapped in the caves and runways of the underground world like helpless animals.

But not completely helpless. Colonel Culver was right: their rifle made the flame thrower out of range. Looking at the flame of the first rifle, they saw the flame that had fallen on their heads whip upward when its owner fell. After that, the other Red Army began to crowd, and when their weapons fell to the floor, the jets of weapons were barely bright. Colonel Culver then took charge of the retreat.

In front of and behind them was insurmountable darkness. Loya was forced to turn on the torch, which only illuminated the nearby walls. At any time, coming out of the darkness may bring devastating flames. Culver detailed the situation of the two as guards, and the other two moved ahead. Every one or two minutes, their rifles would crack and the rebound would be pierced by the harsh screams of the bounce as their bullets swept across the wall.

"We may not need them to move forward," Culver shouted to Lee Bad. "I don't understand. This place seems pretty desolate-there used to be a lot of people here!"

"They have other things to think about," Li Bady shouted. "I killed--he was their leader. But they are hunting us now. They will run in other passages and surpass us."

The tunnel turns and curves upward. They went straight for half a mile on the steep slope. While breathing, Colonel Culver shouted hoarsely: "Will it never turn? If they bring the **** heat ray machine, they will be straightforward like this!"

Then, Smith’s voice struck him hopefully: “We’re almost there; I remember this place. That’s where we installed the searchlights. They tore everything off. Go forward and turn to the right. Then a quarter of a mile, and then turned to the crater. It went straight for a mile, but there was a field gun at the bottom of the volcano. At the last turn, we will be safe."

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Above their heads, the two rifles that ran ahead were put out in anger, emitting green light. But this time the flame did not go out. I opened my eyes and stared at him, and saw the green ribbon sweep across the tunnel.

He stopped and barely stood up. Roa swayed wearily beside him. Only the hoarse breath of a man echoed on the walls. Then they crawled forward slowly, and the passage rose steadily. Roja's lamp went out. As soon as she saw the green, she slipped the hat on the torch.

They stopped, but only ten feet from the deadly flame. It flows outward from the narrow crack in the left wall, and the rock at the edge of the crack turns red when touched. It hit the opposite wall, where the stone had melted, throwing white light and fiery light at them. Moreover, like a gleaming silk barrier, its touch can only mean immediate death. It passes through a wide tunnel at the height of a person's waist and moves slowly up and down. The heaviest armor plate in history may no longer be an obstacle.

"We almost did it," Smith said slowly. "Look, I've walked another 100 feet over there. There is a curve in the tunnel, a sharp turn, we are almost there!"

Reach for the light. On the flame-burning wall, only a dozen steps back, he saw another black mouth with a broken crack in the rock. He jumped to the entrance. There may be another way. He told the story from the first glance, because he saw the wall opened again, and the distance was no more than a hundred feet.

"An alley." He groaned.

One of the two men who had served as their senior guards leaned a rifle on his shoulder. He aimed at the glowing crack that glowed green.

"One jump," he growled. "It might go on and mess them up." But there was no wailing of blasts after his shot. The soft wall eased the shock.

Another man hopped around beside him. When one hand reached into the schoolbag hanging around his waist, he shouted. "Everyone, come back," he said. "If I miss..." He did not finish saying this, but instead pulled the pin from the grenade, then carefully aimed and threw it out.

It was thrown high there; he dared not aim it at the flames. But it hit the crack quite a bit, and they heard it rattle inside. The next moment there was an explosion.

Like a blinking beacon, the green barrier disappeared. There was only the dying light of black and molten rock. Then, one hundred feet near the roof, the bend of the tunnel turned red. It seemed to burn suddenly. Behind them, along the long sloping road where they came, screamed a sharp sound-there was still no green flame to explain the red flame at the end of the tunnel.

Li Huai stood still. Lua and the others next to him also seemed to be shocked, until Culver's voice shook them.

"Ray!" he shouted. "This is a heat ray, **** it! Hurry up, jump into that cave!"

Hey, everyone flinched because they were worried about grenades; they were across from the black place they had seen. Roja is next to Dean. He threw all his power into the black mouth of the cave, and then he became one of a crowded group of followers, whose followers were lit by a terrible torch.

One person was separated from the others and stood in the wide corridor. The khaki clothes flashed through the incandescent lamp suddenly, and then fell to the floor. Inside the cave, the walls suddenly came together to prevent any further retreat, Colonel Culver said softly.

He said, "Go again." "That's Oakley. Well, he never knew what hit him, and it looks like we all are the same."

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