Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

"Where's Kang Jinzhu!?"

The roar of raging flames was no less than the explosion of gunpowder, and the terrifying sound waves collided and echoed. The hostages screamed and covered their ears, with shock and fear on their faces.

Although this uninvited guest dresses very strangely, after all, he killed a vicious mercenary, and he speaks extremely standard Chinese. He is in a foreign land, and he is in a war. He speaks Mandarin. Of course, these precarious and fearful people will see to a glimmer of hope.

But now, they were shocked to discover that the person in front of them was even more terrifying than the mercenaries.

Murderous aura, something that everyone thinks is more mysterious... actually exists.

It seems that the boundless blood is gushing out from this mysterious person, like a big river, surging pressure.

No one dared to look him in the eye.

"…say!"

The second wave of blood rushed and shot, and some people even cried out in fright.

Kant pulled out a dagger, the sword's edge was as white as a sword, and it was nailed to the wall beside a man's head.

"Kang... Kang Gong he..." The man trembled, "I was taken away by those people..."

Kant's voice became more and more terrifying: "Where did you take it?"

"No, I don't know..."

Sweat slid off the man's round, dusty face, leaving a trail of wet mud.

His legs were trembling: "They took Kang Gong and the cultural relic they dug up, and they took them away together. I don't know where they are going..."

"-how long?"

"Our mobile phones and watches were confiscated, we just remember having a meal after that..."

Kant drew his dagger from the wall.

The man looked at Kant and begged carefully and mournfully: "Help us, can you help us? I don't want to die yet, I want to go home, we all want to go home..."

Kant looked at him, and he looked at Kant.

Everyone looked up at him carefully, and the silence lasted for a short while.

Kant's condensed gaze contained manic and murderous intent visible to the naked eye, which made the begging voice dare not continue.

"...Wait here."

Then he turned away.

Intimidated by the aura and power that almost made the air stagnant, people could only watch helplessly, daring not to make unnecessary questions and pleas, their eyes helpless and desperate.

Caution footsteps sounded outside the stone room as small as a prison.

But all of this is under the control of the life detection horizon. The golden light in the eyes shines, time accelerates, Kant jumps out, and the left wrist condenses a thick wave of air, which is sprayed out like an air cannon, keeping one after the other. The two mercenaries in the CQB tactical stance fought back and staggered back.

The flying axe came in the air, hit the head of a person, Kant leaped forward, stepped on the former's chest, stabbed the dagger in the air, pierced from the side of the neck, pulled outwards, and the blood splattered.

He pulled out the flying axe and slammed it down again, ending the life that was like a gossamer.

Then the walkie-talkie was turned on.

"Horus."

"Father, are you okay?"

"It's not going well. My dad is not here and has been transferred. You can launch a formal attack."

"Yes, father, it is recommended to return by space jump."

"Do not."

Kant was silent for a moment and said, "I will kill from the inside, and we should work together inside and outside."

"Yes."

Horus said no more, and the sound of guns in place sounded from the walkie-talkie.

Walking along the stairs and corridors, in the vast underground main hall, the mercenaries are on guard. They already know where a change has occurred. It may be that the Chinese have come up with some tricks. In short, the eight people are scattered far and near. Taiban used machine guns, six assault rifles, and two shotguns to cover the only entrance from here to the cell where the Chinese were held.

A dark shadow roared out.

The mercenaries whose spirits were extremely tense immediately opened fire. The automatic weapons roared and fired at a terrifying rate of fire. Many projectiles bombarded the target's body like a torrential rain. Full of holes.

Then fell to the ground.

The squad leader signaled for a ceasefire, observed for a moment, his expression changed, and he said loudly, "It's a friendly army! Continue to be on guard!"

Kant, who had already taken the opportunity to be teleported to the hall, was suspended on the stone pillar carving on the side wall, guided by spiritual power, and the surge of elements in the scroll merged into Kant's arm, and then the breath of **** descended from the sky, like a dragon passing above, The violent fire breath swept across the ground, involving several people.

Screams began.

In the tumult of flames, Kant took advantage of the situation and descended from the sky, pulled out his short sword, swooped like a goshawk, pierced the target's neck with one sword, pulled it outward, and a column of blood sprayed into the sky.

He reached out and picked up the m249 class machine gun in the opponent's hand.

The guns roared, killing another squad machine gunner first. The firepower was like a sweeping Reaper of Souls, and it swept away the enemies who were struggling and screaming in the flames.

But after all, they are battle-hardened mercenaries, and they may not be able to guard against a powerful enemy with a different technique that they have never seen before, but they are not lacking in battlefield experience. Tactical dodge action and fire backwards.

Kant kicked up a stone, and when the three turned around to fight back, he had appeared behind one of them. He smashed the opponent's neck with the **** of his gun, and then raised the gun to shoot to the left. The water-splashing intensive shooting was all concentrated, and the rain-like 5.56mm NATO projectile finally penetrated the double protection of the bulletproof vest and bulletproof insert, twisting the inside of the person's torso into a ball.

— No wonder John Wick prefers headshots.

The mercenary who was hit by a gun **** on the neck fell to the ground with a pained expression.

Kant lowered the muzzle, pulled the trigger at his head, and a series of projectiles smashed the watermelon.

The gunshots sounded from the right, and there was one person left, and the vision of life clearly marked the opponent's position.

Kant turned around and fired his gun. This man was probably an officer with rich experience. He quickly retreated. He used the huge stone pillars and stone platforms in the underground palace for cover, and continued to shoot to suppress when retreating.

Shooting against the two of them across a sea of ​​unextinguished flames.

Kant looked icy cold, strode across the sea of ​​fire, and the waves of fire separated automatically. He held out the atmospheric shield in his left hand, and held the squad machine gun in his right to fire at the location where the opponent was hiding. Blocked the landing, and the officer was beaten too hard to show his face.

Then, the chain was empty.

The crisp sound was faint and undetectable, but it sounded like a sound in the ears of the mercenary officer. The other party suddenly jumped out, switched to burst mode, and fired frantically at Kant's position!

Kant leaped to the right, unbelievably fast, the man chased and fired, but it was only a human stroke. After a few seconds, the assault rifle went off, Kant flashed out again, and two men who emptied the magazines The four eyes are facing each other, and the two are facing each other.

Call of Duty says that changing guns is always faster than changing cartridges.

The battle-hardened mercenary immediately let go of the assault rifle, pulled out the pistol with extremely fast and standard tactical movements, and opened the safety posture to aim in an instant, and was about to pull the trigger.

He was sure that the other party had no chance.

The next moment, the wind was blowing, and the M249 class machine gun weighing 6.83 kilograms crossed a distance of tens of meters at a speed of more than 100 kilometers per hour, and accurately threw it into the face of the mercenary. The opponent's entire face collapsed. , and then the sound of a broken neck.

Even his entire head was smashed onto his back.

The body that twitched a few times fell weakly to the ground.

Times haven't changed, idiot.

Kant turned his head, and through the brick wall, he could see seven or eight spots of light coming down.

He glanced at the guns on the ground, and the small-caliber rifle bullets, mainly 5.56mm, had a very poor performance against level 4 body armor. They had to focus fire or attack weak parts, which was already unusable. It is a well-trained, battle-hardened mercenary, not a rookie soldier from Biagun.

The black light shone, and after a while, Kant reappeared.

The 14.5mm Lynx rifle is already in place, you have to try the bulletproof insert again.

He ran towards the road where he came.

The eight light spots were divided into two teams, constantly changing their positions, and advancing cautiously. Until now, the commander of the mercenary army still did not realize the seriousness of the problem, and even sent someone down to deliver food.

Kant activated his invisibility cloak and walked over with a lynx rifle. Eight actors, shoulders and bent, walked forward cautiously as if facing an enemy, speaking in a low voice on the walkie-talkie.

He stepped forward, raised his rifle, and pressed it against the head of the guy at the front.

Pull the trigger.

Firelight, smoke, loud noise, and terrifying 14.5mm large-caliber sniper bullets shot from his teeth. Kant could even see the opponent's lips and cheeks being blown away by the air waves, and his blank face was illuminated by the firelight.

The projectile broke through the brain stem, and the remaining momentum was not exhausted, and it was shot at the second one.

Pull the trigger again.

Boom boom boom boom.

Narrow corridors, sound waves, firelight, and anti-equipment sniper bullets with an exaggerated caliber, five bullets killed eight people, he reloaded, and then returned to carry mode and carried his back behind him.

Pull out two throwing axes.

The road ahead was already familiar. Kant walked out of the collapsed tunnel and came to the Hall of Kings on the ground of the King's Mausoleum. After coming out, he waved his hands, and the flying axe spun through the air, killing the two of them.

Then kill the two people who are guarding the door.

The gate of the King's Tomb remained closed, and the rumbling of guns and guns could be heard outside. Horus had launched an attack, and Kant was expressionless as he stretched out his hand to hold down the closed gate.

Spiritual power disperses.

boom.

boom.

The huge muffled sound continued to sound, and some of the structural components inside had collapsed with a bang.

Kant floated and retreated, ran forward, stepped, jumped high, and kicked the top of the gate.

The heavy gate slammed forward, lights and fires poured in from the widening gap, and the outside screams, roars, explosions, and gunshots became real, and the machine gunners and riflemen guarding the door heard it. The wind from the rear turned his head and screamed in despair, becoming the victim of the dimensionality reduction blow.

Kant stepped out of the smoke and blood.

A mercenary almost escaped, but was still pinned under the door, but he was a gunner who operated a fixed machine gun. The heavy machine gun of good quality was not completely crushed, and shared a lot of pressure for him, but his body was still severely crushed. Injury, only half of the upper body is exposed, and his face is in pain.

Kant discovered him and came to him, and hope ignited in the other party's eyes.

"It must be painful."

Then Kant raised his foot and stepped on the corner of the stone gate.

"I'll help you free yourself."

Work slowly.

Shimen made a dull and harsh sound, and continued to sink. Hope turned into despair, and the pain became more painful. The machine gunner's body gradually flattened, blood spurted from his mouth, and even a fountain of blood, and then the facial features collapsed.

The bright lights of the camp were intertwined with the fierce firelight, reflecting Kant's eyes, which had changed from the previous madness to complete indifference.

The roar of the Humvee's engine is very close.

Excessive firepower poured out here.

Some people also heard the sound of the giant door collapsing, found Kant, and exclaimed. In such a chaotic night of being attacked, a guy with a wrong style of painting appeared in front of everyone.

Then, the few witnesses let out even more panicked shouts.

Because within his line of sight, the body of this mysterious person who seemed to have seen it in a certain game was shrouded in black light, and then disappeared instantly.

It's like a hallucination.

But not a hallucination.

Because the order for slaughter has been issued, the hounds of war begin to ravage the world.

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PS1: The first update, 3,500 words...