Vault 32

Chapter 110 Massacre

"Wait, what's going on?"

Liszt knelt on one knee, the Winchester shotgun in his hand pressed tightly against his shoulder, the black muzzle of the gun pointed at the place where the gunshot came from, and his face was already extremely serious.The fierce firing sound continued, and even aroused more and more birds of various colors to fly into the sky. In less than ten minutes, following the screams of the chirping birds, appeared in the sky above the forest. A huge vortex of birds is rapidly wandering in a clockwise direction!
Panting slowly, Liszt's heart beat rapidly instead.As if he had noticed something unpleasant in his heart, he gritted his teeth lightly while staring at the forest where the gunshots were still going on.Swallowing hard, he looked forward, but directly exerted force on one foot, all the muscles in his body were stretched, and he galloped through the forest nimbly and quickly like a cheetah.

The strengthened body allowed Liszt to easily jump over dense bushes, and he could even jump three to four meters with a hard jump, which was obviously impossible for a normal person without tools.But Liszt was still quite relaxed, and he even had enough energy to look at the forest in front of him, vigilantly watching for abnormalities around him, and keeping his concealment while running to ensure that he would not be discovered.

He was like a cheetah blowing up a gust of wind, but his dexterity was also like that of an ape living in a dense forest. In barely a minute, he had already seen the light in the dense forest in front of him.Liszt squinted slightly, the light was quite sufficient, as if it was only facing the sun, and it was obviously the edge of the forest.

"The gunfire stopped?"

Panting deeply, Liszt's heart pounded against his chest, but it made his teeth clenched even more, and he even wanted to crush his own teeth.And he looked at the light outside the forest in front of him, and his pupils quickly adapted to the bright world after walking out of the dark dense forest.But his heart was still pounding, and every beat made his mind clearer. Although he didn't want to admit it, Liszt still held the Winchester M1887 shotgun in his hand tightly. , took a deep breath slowly and said, "This should be impossible."

His footsteps gradually slowed down, and his figure became more and more concealed while walking. After losing the concealment of the primeval forest, the auspicious suit on him would not be so effective.But Liszt's face was slightly stiff, and his nose moved slightly. He couldn't help taking a deep breath, but his eyes were indifferent: "It turned out to be true."

A faint smell of blood was blowing with the wind, and it hit Liszt's face straight. He panted deeply, his nostrils were already filled with the smell of blood.He stretched out his hand to peel off a bush in front of him, but a more intense bloody smell blew along with his movements, making his face livid.And Liszt looked up at the place where the sun was shining, his heart throbbed extremely, and the force made his fingers holding the shotgun turn slightly white.

The path in the forest extends all the way to the outside of the forest. It is a protruding area of ​​more than 100 meters, and further ahead is a steep cliff.As far as the environment is concerned, the scenery of this place is excellent. Standing at the end of the protruding cliff and looking at the sea, you will definitely feel comfortable.

But a group of Soviet soldiers carrying rifles stood here, standing in twos and threes, holding or resisting their own AKM small-caliber assault rifles, and chuckling from time to time.They seem to have experienced a happy party, and some people laughed and danced to imitate something, and following the funny appearance, the Soviet soldiers around also laughed, a happy atmosphere spread in this space spread.

But just in front of this group of Soviet soldiers, on the top of the cliff, a patch of red has gradually spread, and large patches appear on the grass under the sun.The red is quite dazzling, even brighter than the five-pointed star on the foreheads of these Soviet soldiers, because it is real blood, bright red blood.

Liszt's eyes had completely adapted to the brightness and warmth brought by the sunshine, but his knuckles became increasingly pale, and he almost had to leave five fingerprints on the Winchester's wooden gun handle in his hand.But his chest was heaving violently. He looked at the more than 300 American federal prisoners falling one by one on the grass in front of him without any movement at all, but he couldn't help but slowly close his eyes. He felt a little uncomfortable now. .

The smell of blood had already filled his nostrils, and the wind blowing almost made Liszt feel like a slaughterhouse, but in fact it was really similar.His closed eyes were slightly moist. For some reason, he suddenly remembered the Anchorage elite infantrymen who died after following him on Admiralty Island last night.The same smell of blood, the same miserable face of the dense firepower, and the same massacre.

"It's really infuriating."

Slowly stretched out his hand and hammered his heart, Liszt's chest was beating violently, he slowly opened his eyes, he looked at the Soviet soldiers who were still laughing and talking to each other, but there were only patches of coldness in his eyes.The smiles on their faces and the laughter in their mouths made him extremely aggrieved. He felt the anger that had dissipated last night reappeared in his chest, burning his whole body as if it was about to burn.Liszt gritted his teeth, and he slowly showed an ugly smile: "I'm really angry."

The data stream in his hand flashed, and a box of shotguns appeared in his hand, but it was not the arrow-shaped shotguns that Liszt often used, but a box of 12-gauge standard shotguns.This is the favorite of hunters. Using the Winchester M1887 shotgun can cause effective damage to prey more than ten meters away, but in the hands of some regular troops, special forces members, and even deranged butchers, this is absolutely impossible. Undoubtedly a killer weapon!
In Liszt's hands, it is also a murderous weapon, because this Winchester M115 shotgun modified with a 1887-element jet engine is his deadliest murderous weapon.And Liszt's hand gently took out the shotguns one by one, and slowly loaded them, while his face was fixed on the couple who were still smoking and laughing through the gaps in the bushes. Soviet soldiers talking about something.

There were only three of them, but Liszt could clearly know that the three of them definitely belonged to the level of commanders.Because the Soviet soldiers around were all in a group of more than a dozen people, similar to the three squads Liszt observed in the forest.And if these three people are together, still smoking a cigarette at the end, and even the AKM assault rifle is pinned to the back, it means that the three Soviet soldiers belong to the captain, or the person who ordered the shooting just now.

"If you all think life is so cheap, then maybe I can teach you a lesson."

The Winchester M1887 shotgun had already been loaded. Liszt looked at the Soviet soldiers who were gathering and seemed to want to leave. There was only a meaningless smile on his face. Because there was only ice in his eyes.He seems to be full of indifference to life. After experiencing many things, the so-called life may be just a fragile porcelain, which can be smashed to pieces if one is not careful.

But Liszt did not agree with massacre, and he also did not agree with killing prisoners.The soldiers of the American Federation had no room to resist, and the group of Soviets were not threatened with their lives. The massacre of the prisoners was just a kind of torture without any meaning.Liszt took a deep breath, the muscles of his whole body were slowly tightened with his movements, but he remembered the Mexican guerrillas who glared at him one by one on the Mexican battlefield, and lowered their heads slightly. Raising his eyebrows, he raised his head again: "The nature is different, the time is different, and I am different from before."

Before he finished speaking, his strong body seemed to be riding on the wind, and like a cheetah leaping out from the grass, he appeared in front of the group wearing the ghillie suit with a smile on his face and astonishment in his eyes. in front of Soviet soldiers.Lister's face was expressionless. He looked at the group of Soviet soldiers, and then pulled the trigger hard!

A blue streamer instantly appeared on the deep and pure 115-element jet engine, while the 12-gauge shotgun appeared in the barrel along with the exploded and expanded gunpowder, and was blessed with some mysterious power. It also seemed to be coated with a layer of faint blue light, and then roared out of the large-caliber gun barrel as thick as a thumb: "Boom——"

The mysterious power gave the 12-gauge shotgun a different power, and the hot muzzle flame also had a slight blue light, and the 12 round shotguns instantly made the three of them stare wide with their cigarettes in their mouths. Eyes, clusters of blood burst out from the captain who panicked and tried to avoid it.And the blue light continued, and the mysterious power even caused the three captains to hit the No. 6 high-power shotgun at close range, and the gunshot wound the size of a soybean burst out a cavity almost the size of a ping pong ball in the back!

"Boom--" "Boom--" "Boom--" "Boom--" "Boom--"

But Liszt didn't even look at the panicked Soviet soldiers who still looked dull.He held the Winchester firmly in his hand with a blank expression, and there was no trace of continuity in his extremely indifferent eyes. He just sprayed the 12-gauge shotgun at them, and then used extremely fast speed in Liszt's hand Load and unload, and continue to pull the trigger to spray out the blue-glowing gun flames, bursting out with screams and more blooming blood!
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