strokinit Chapter 273 Slaughter of Delilah
Chapter 273 Slaughter of Delilah
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"That was definitely inappropriate, but what happened next? Did we need to call in fighter jet reinforcements?"
Chu Ming fast-forwarded and immediately saw the reason!
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"HELP!"
"PLEASE!"
"S E!"
Nearly two hundred elderly, weak, women and children surrounded Evacuation Point No. 1, dressed in tattered clothes and speaking pitifully.
And it seems that because of the spread of rumors, the remaining humans, immigrants and natives on this highland all brought their families here!
Of course, there are many who harbor ill intentions.
The relentless roar of the Thor's six-barreled heavy cannon kept the refugees calm and at a distance!
"Please remain calm, everyone!"
"The Australian authorities have issued an evacuation and resettlement plan. Please follow the plan!"
"Our units are S.H.I.E.L.D. combat units and are not authorized to evacuate civilians. We apologize for the inconvenience!"
Please keep your distance!
According to wartime regulations, we reserve the right to open fire in self-defense if necessary!
"English version·~~·~"
[P.S.: The primary official language of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s Asian headquarters has become Chinese through subtle influence~~~~]
"NO! We need help!"
"Fuck your mother!"
"You are lying......."
"BROTHER, GO!"
(The following text will all be in Chinese!)
"Sir, what do we do? They're charging in!"
"What?! What do we do?! A bunch of idiots! FUCK!" the driver yelled at the gunner's private, "Fire! FUCK!"
In the absence of enemies or when the enemies dare not damage the fighter jets, it's like fighting with your eyes closed and wearing armor!
"Yes, sir!" The secondary gunner instinctively obeyed the order and pulled the trigger.
Hiss hiss hiss...
Like the footsteps of death, it took the lives of hundreds of people in just a few moments!
"Yes, sir!" The assistant gunner instinctively pulled the trigger. His pupils contracted violently with fear and excitement, and his fingers gripped the trigger tightly, as if it were a rope to grasp his last chance at life.
Hiss--
The roar of machine guns tore through the air, like the Grim Reaper shaking his massive chains.
The flames spewing from the cannon were as tall as half a person, and the intense heat illuminated the distorted face of the secondary gunner.
The orange-red hail of bullets, like a torrent of steel, rushed towards the crowd at a speed almost imperceptible to the naked eye.
In just a moment, the shadow of death swept over like a tidal wave.
Hundreds of people were instantly swallowed up in this torrential rain of steel.
Some of the middle-aged men in the front row, who were hit by the bullets earlier than others, didn't even have time to scream before they were torn to pieces by the dense hail of bullets. Their severed limbs were thrown high into the air like broken rag dolls, drawing scarlet arcs in the air.
The people in the back row stared wide-eyed in horror, trying to turn around and run away.
But the bullets mercilessly pierced their backs, and blood blossomed behind them, staining large swathes of land red.
Some teenagers were treated equally under machine gun fire, without any preferential treatment!
The ground was instantly soaked in blood, and the once solid land became muddy and impassable.
The dying man struggled and convulsed in pools of blood, his cries mingling with the roar of machine guns, creating a chilling symphony of death.
The air was thick with the pungent smell of blood and gunpowder, so heavy it was almost suffocating.
The secondary gunner's hands began to tremble uncontrollably as he looked at the horrific scene before him.
But orders are orders, and he was determined to sacrifice his own life rather than his friends. He gritted his teeth and continued to frantically pull the trigger, unleashing more death and destruction upon the crowd shrouded in fear.
In the distance, more figures fell in the hail of bullets, their lives extinguished like candles in the wind under the relentless fire.
The roar of the machine guns only stopped when the frenzied crowd calmed down again!
"NO!"
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When Mo Fan's team arrived, this was the scene they found: three Quinjet fighter jets in a group, lying in a carpet of blood and flesh, ready to take off!
Outside the blood-soaked red carpet, the elderly, weak, women, and children sobbed softly and cursed loudly!
Further away, white and black people are venting their anger wildly. Some indigenous people, black people, and yellow people have lost the will to resist after long-term oppression and are being abused like slaves!
Murder, brutality...
There are no laws or magic, only the most authentic and diverse aspects of life!
"Make them all stop!" Mo Fan, displeased with the scene that resembled hell, ordered Liu Chuan Gaofeng behind him.
His team has the largest number of members in this group; it has more than 70 people out of a planned 100!
Although their individual combat strength is average, they are sufficient to maintain order!
"Then, Commander Mo Fan, should those perpetrators be executed?" Steel Warrior Hunter suddenly turned and interjected, "Please issue a clear order, Commander Mo Fan, to prevent us from being in danger!"
"Otherwise, I suggest we just leave and avoid causing trouble!"
"You~~~" Mo Fan's face flushed red, and he retorted to her face again!
"snort!"
"Incapacitate them to fight; do not kill innocent people unnecessarily!"
"As for evacuation—handle them properly and minimize potential accidents!"
"Yes!" Hunter chuckled. "As you wish!"
He turned and sprinted forward, swinging his arm to smash a white-skinned man who was clearly attacking a child under 16 years old in the back, breaking him in half. Without stopping, he continued charging towards the next one!
The apology reached Mo Fan: "I'm sorry, Commander Mo Fan, I didn't expect them to be so fragile~~~"
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"NO!"
"NO!"
A piercing scream shattered the deathly silence and chaos.
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"NO!"
"NO!"
A piercing scream shattered the deathly silence and chaos.
Delilah, one of the top scientists in the core protective layer of the evacuation team, the mastermind behind the HI85PO experimental base, a leading expert in demon gene mapping research, and an important figure on the evacuation list...
She abruptly broke free from the escorting soldier's arms, her white lab coat billowing in the wind like a summoning banner.
She stumbled and lunged toward the assailant who had been broken in half by Hunter, her high heels making a sickening sound as they sank into the warm pool of blood.
Beside him, a young soldier, pale-faced, leaned against the wall and retched violently. Before setting off yesterday, he had secretly sent home a newly bought family photo, but he was truly disgusted by the black man's head that he had cracked open.
"What are you doing?!"
Her blonde hair was stained with blood, and her emerald pupils contracted in shock. "They, they, are just... out-of-control people!"
How could you treat them like livestock...?
"Doctor! Why did you run out?!"
"Come back quickly!"
A low growl came from Liuchuan Gaofeng's Tencent channel on the communicator, his voice mixed with static, sounding particularly agitated.
"Send a few men to escort the doctor back!"
The camera pans to the distance, where Liu Chuan is seen grabbing a perpetrator by the hair with one hand and shoving the man's face into the mud.
With his other hand pressed firmly against the slightly warm barrel of the gun at his waist, he said, "You bastard who violated minors, you got off easy!!"
bang~~~
Blood splattered behind Liuchuan Gaofeng, and he thought to himself, "This explosive gun is really useful!"
He strode towards the professor, muttering, "What's going on here? Have these researchers gone crazy with their research?!"