The night wind on the roof is very strong.


    The supported seals were seven minutes ahead of schedule.


    Under the loud noise of the helicopter.


    Karen yelled at Cole, "this is captain Bain! Bain Morris, the commander in charge of this operation!"


    The two shook hands


    "Cole walker.".


    The Nordic looking Bain frowned and said, "tell me the destination! David will stay in the helicopter and cover us!"


    Cole shouted, "let the helicopter escort Karen away, and the others follow me downstairs."


    Bain nodded. After some arrangement, Karen took the helicopter they came in and flew out of Los Angeles under the escort of two team members.


    On the way downstairs.


    Cole then said, "we may encounter many obstacles on the way. Vampires don''t need you to do it. I just need you to help me solve the local gangs and fugitives."


    "Gangsters?"


    "They work for deacon foster, who is currently in power in the Presbyterian Council."


    The four seals looked at each other.


    Obviously, they don''t quite understand what Cole is saying.


    However, the authenticity of the identity of the vampire hunter was no longer suspected in the hearts of the four people after seeing him first.


    Who would think that a fully armed, bloody guy with cold eyes and murderous spirit would be an ordinary citizen?


    When they reached the corridor on the top floor, they were ready to take the elevator downstairs.


    But when the four seals saw the scene inside


    "God..."


    "Fark."


    "Shit, what happened here?!"


    Then they all looked at Cole.


    Cole lowered his head to light a cigarette and joked, "do you think vampires will wait for you while playing Texas poker with me? Time is tight. Let''s go."


    In the elevator.


    Bain looked at him and couldn''t help saying, "so all your blood is theirs?"


    Cole didn''t answer.


    They found a car that could start in the street, slammed down the accelerator and drove quickly to the destination of the trip.


    Cole called for support for the same purpose he told Bain.


    He''s enough alone to deal with ordinary vampires.


    However, in the face of local gangs and outlaws with guns and lack of effective fire suppression and tactical cooperation, it will be very difficult to cross the streets that have become war zones alone.


    Tell the seals some common sense about dealing with blood sucking species.


    On the way, they encountered three waves of outlaws with guns.


    A fierce gunfight.


    With the help of seals'' advanced weapons and equipment and strong tactical literacy, they can kill all the other parties without danger.


    More than a kilometer from the destination.


    They finally got into their first big trouble.


    The intersection was laterally intercepted by a large burning truck, and a large number of cars were blocked at the intersection, so it was impossible to drive through.


    There are many blood sucking species all around.


    Get off and walk.


    Cole looked at the time, 3:41 a.m.


    There are 19 minutes before the time limit mission fails.


    Confirming that it was not noticed by too many people, Bain made a forward tactical gesture, and the people bent down, pressed close to the shadow of a building and moved forward quietly.


    When you cross the intersection and pass a convenience store.


    Under the street lamp in the distance, four blood slaves held a human body and gnawed wildly to vent their bloodthirsty nature.


    It''s impossible to avoid them.


    Cole walked in front, raised his hands and clenched his fists, indicating that the four players would stop quietly.


    Remove the pneumatic crossbow.


    Get close to them quickly with the help of cars stuck in the road.


    Activate blood flame.


    Cole was going to quietly assassinate the four blood slaves in the distance, but suddenly he heard a scream behind him, followed by a deafening gunshot.


    "Asshole! Let Roy go!"


    "Bain! Watch your back!"


    The four blood slaves suddenly turned around and saw not only Cole who was half naked, but also the light of fire not far away.


    The ghost howled and ran frantically in the direction of cole and the seals.


    The blood slaves and blood sucking species they had previously avoided were like sharks smelling blood. They ran all the way shouting and yelling at the sound of gunfire.


    Cole, expressionless, pulled the trigger of the crossbow.


    The flying crossbow and arrow wrapped in blood flame and killed four crazy blood slaves in an instant.


    Evolution progress: 2.1%


    He pulled out his machete and looked like an arrow off the string. He kicked away the blood slaves lying on the seals with one foot at a running speed far exceeding that of humans.


    Turned around, grabbed the hair of another blood slave who tried to bite Bain, cut off his head, and blood splashed on Bain''s face.


    Finally, use the pneumatic crossbow to shoot the blood slaves who are not ready to run away.


    The other two seals were completely stunned by the scene in front of them.


    One of them was holding a carbine with empty bullets and stood there with his mouth open. Until Cole called him for help, he hurried to the team member whose neck was bitten.


    "Press hard on his neck!"


    "Oh... Oh."


    He held his helmet and said with a frightened look, "Walker, they are the kind of ghost you said?! God, I emptied the magazine, and he didn''t do anything!"


    Remove the syringe from the portable kit and pour the garlic solution into the perfume bottle. Karl pressed the injured player''s chest and said, "this may be very painful."


    "Ah --"


    The shrill scream is like the catalyst of bloody Carnival under the night.


    One blood sucking seed after another appeared under the street lamp at the far intersection, holding various weapons in his hand, singing and laughing like madness.


    Bain, as a veteran with rich combat experience, came down from the Gulf battlefield and aimed his gun at the dense enemies in all directions.


    Now his hand trembled uncontrollably with fear.


    Originally, as the commander of the team, he witnessed the appalling scene that a shuttle of bullets could not kill the blood sucking species. His face was highly tense, a cold sweat flowed from his temples, and shouted, "cole, what shall we do now


    The garlic solution was injected into the neck of the team member. Cole looked up at the distance and said coldly, "most of them are low-level blood slaves. They are everywhere in the streets of Los Angeles. Didn''t you prepare silver bullets before you set out?"


    "The time you asked for is too urgent. The headquarters is worried about delaying the time. After receiving the order, we didn''t stop and rushed over directly."


    He took down the G3 rifle and handed it to Bain, then handed the remaining Glock and pneumatic crossbow to the two team members respectively, and said, "there are not many silver bullets left, so it is economical to use."


    "And you?"


    Cole''s long knife answered their questions.


    He looked down at the team member with less air intake and more air outlet and said indifferently, "Bain, shoot him in the middle of the eyebrow."


    "What?!"


    Without hesitation, take out the colt m1900 from the holster, aim at the team member who has been infected and lost too much blood, and pull the trigger.


    Bang!


    The skull blossoms.


    The next moment, the two players immediately pointed at Cole with the muzzle of their guns, looked frightened and shouted with sweat on their faces.


    "Hi!!"


    "Walker! Asshole... What did you do?!"


    Cole put away his gun and said coldly, "he''s hopeless."


    Ignore pointing at his gun and look at his watch: 3:52 a.m.


    The distance limited time task failed. The blade I world restarted. All the gains disappeared, leaving only the last eight minutes!