Bain''s body was tight, the muzzle of the gun was aimed at Cole''s eyebrows, and even his finger was on the trigger.


    After a brief hesitation.


    "Ah... Fark!!"


    His face was covered with fine sweat. Under the emotion of depression and extreme anger, he roared and pulled the trigger, but the muzzle of the gun moved to the blood slave who appeared in the distance.


    Cole shook his knife with one hand, looked into the distance, walked up to him and said, "get ready, we don''t have much time."


    "What?!"


    "Follow me."


    The voice fell.


    In the shocked eyes of the three seals, facing the huge number of enemies in the street, Cole took the lead with a knife, as if he didn''t care about the number of enemies.


    They also know that this is not the time to grieve for their dead comrades in arms.


    If we can''t break through, everyone will die here.


    Bain made several tactical gestures to the two players, picked up the G3 rifle, shot the blood slaves in the distance, covered Cole, lowered his body and walked quickly.


    The other two players should deal with the blood slaves on both sides and behind him and lean behind him.


    Finally.


    When running to the blood sucking seed of the three people, it overflowed into the intersection full of cars like a flood.


    Under the dim street lamp.


    Cole cut the first one across the roof and tried to rush at his blood slave. The burning blood flame was particularly dazzling in the night.


    The vampires who saw this scene nearby retreated and shouted.


    "Hell... He''s the Night Walker!"


    "It''s him! Vampire butcher, Cole Walker!"


    Vampires dare to do whatever they want on the streets of Los Angeles, largely because ordinary humans can''t kill them.


    Now?


    Many low-level blood slaves began to panic when they met the rumored vampire butcher.


    Everyone is afraid of death, and they are no exception.


    Seeing the blood sucking species standing in the distance and hesitating, the three seals exchanged eyes. Bain said, "hunter, do they know you?"


    Cole held a knife in both hands and said indifferently, "they are afraid of me."


    The four people are like reefs in the flood. While warning the surrounding areas to move forward rapidly, all blood sucking species that encounter them will consciously retreat to five meters behind.


    Until a minute later, a hoarse ghost cry suddenly sounded in the dark.


    "Cole foster offered a reward of one million dollars for his life!!"


    "A million dollars? Really?!"


    "Forrest? Deacon Forrest?!"


    "That''s him! I heard that guy killed his lover."


    "Ha ha! A million dollars belongs to me, bastards!"


    The gun hit the head bird.


    A blood slave with pigtails, fancy clothes and obvious drug abuse has not been close to the front three meters of the four.


    A silver bullet from a G3 rifle turned his head into a broken watermelon in an instant.


    Bain''s breathing was very short and his spirit was very tense.


    "Fire carefully and wait for my order."


    In his limited sight, the number of blood slaves could not see the end at a glance.


    Surrounded by a great sense of oppression, he is challenging his psychological tolerance all the time.


    Even in the Gulf, he had never encountered such a desperate scene.


    A hundred?


    Or two hundred?


    Perhaps on paper, this is just a meaningless data, but for him who has been on the real battlefield, this number of enemies can no longer be described in specific numbers in urban street warfare.


    It''s a death trap! A dark forest that eats people and doesn''t spit bones!


    Two hundred. It takes five minutes to line up for him to shoot. Maybe even because the barrel is overheated, he doesn''t shoot the enemy, but breaks the barrel.


    Not to mention the night when the terrain is extremely complex and full of blind spots and shadows.


    Every step, we need to worry about the enemy lurking in the dark.


    Without the presence of the demon hunter, I''m afraid he and his team members will be torn to pieces by crazy blood sucking species at the first time!


    The atmosphere in the street gradually became dignified and fell into a strange silence.


    A roar broke the deadlock between the two sides.


    "Kill him!"


    "He has only one person!"


    "A million dollars reward, kill him is ours!"


    For a moment, the blood slaves standing in the shadow made a harsh roar and rushed to Cole one by one!


    Kick off the blood slave who rushed over, stab him in the heart with a backhand knife, turn around and elbow the other blood slave who tried to attack him, and cut off its neck.


    Three seals shot back-to-back and followed Cole closely.


    Amid the deafening gunfire, Bain shouted, "Walker! What now


    Cole said coldly, "don''t stop."


    "What?!"


    "Follow me!"


    The six lane intersection was full of cars, blocking their footsteps, but also slowing down the speed of blood slaves approaching.


    It will not be completely blocked in like an open area.


    Cole held the blood flame long knife in his hand, like a god of killing. While maintaining the forward speed, he cut melons and vegetables all the way.


    Three seals followed him, shuttling between the traffic flow, knocking down and killing all nearby blood slaves with long-range weapons.


    In the dark shadow, as if there were countless blood sucking species lurking.


    No matter how many they kill, more blood slaves will appear in nearby alleys and streets.


    "Bain, I''m out of bullets!"


    "Asshole!"


    Dada dada——


    "Bain, help me! Falk! Get off me, beast!"


    "Glen!"


    Before he could shoot, Cole''s long knife had cut off the blood slave!


    Look down at your watch: at 3:57 a.m., there are three minutes before the end of the limited time task!


    The holographic map shows that Rosie enor''s safe house is in the distance!


    Cole said, "see that house? Run, I''m broken."


    "Go!"


    Pulling up the fallen players, Bain put on the last clip and killed the blood slaves running from the side.


    The other two players immediately used their milk strength and began to run to the target position.


    Cole pushed Bain and fought and retreated.


    Until you get out of the traffic jam, turn and run!


    While running, I looked down at my watch: 3:59 a.m.


    Last minute.


    There is only the last 150 meters from the target location.


    With Cole''s current physical quality, 150 meters, full attack, it only takes more than eight seconds to run.


    Unfortunately, there are always blood slaves with short eyes on the road, encircling them from the side and trying to win Forrest''s $1 million reward.


    become entangled in.


    Seeing that there was not enough time, he hacked the blood slave in front of him, and the red eyed Cole angrily said, "Forster is going to die! You are all going to die!"


    There are only the last 30 seconds left, but there is still half a short distance of 150 meters.


    Cole is holding his fire now.


    Is a million dollars really that attractive?


    These cheap, no combat effectiveness, like insects, will only disgust people''s blood slaves, and they will die one by one.


    Now?


    After completing the limited time task, he didn''t want to go to find Forster''s trouble at the first time.


    Just like the reward description of the blood of the day walker.


    He wants these blood sucking fugitives to know who is the father!