Chapter 1002 Reunion after a long absence
The stranger who broke into the cave was wearing a thick sealed suit and a huge closed helmet, just like a diver or a laborer in an engine room, and was carrying an oversized of packages.
Just when Hank Evans was at a loss, the monster walked up to Rozim and said in a weird Gothic accent:
"Boss, I haven't seen you for a long time. What do you think?" Are you kid?"
Rozim nodded with a smile.
"I think about it, I really want to."
"Boss, I've prepared a big gun for you."
Looking at the strange-looking gun handed over by the other party, it was half a person tall. Rozim stroked the firearm and admired for a while:
“Wow, so beautiful, so beautiful.”
“Boss, is it?”
Hank Evans, who was on the ground, got up at this time. He looked at the interaction between the two in confusion. In his memory, there seemed to be no such person in the battle group.
Rozim smiled slightly and said:
"Kelen, one of my helpers has been stored in the cargo hold before. He has been making small items on weekdays. Your multifunctional blender is it. "
Hank Evans nodded thoughtfully, that thing is really easy to use, small and light, not only easy to use for mixing, but also in other aspects——
But .Ahem, Rozim would probably kill him if he knew, so he decided not to praise it.
At this time, Rozim glanced outside the cave entrance and found that it was still dark.
Suddenly, the experienced cook narrowed his eyes and seemed to notice something. He immediately picked up the gun that Karen gave him and shot wildly at the entrance of the cave.
A green beam of light shot out from the muzzle of the gun, instantly cutting a figure crawling at the entrance of the cave into two pieces, showing how powerful it was.
"They're coming!"
Hank Evans suddenly screamed.
"They are chasing us."
"Stop making noise! Let's do it!"
They moved quickly, and even the mysterious Karen quickly entered a fighting state, grabbing the bag from behind Pull out a large shotgun.
In the next eight minutes, various weapons fired at each other crazily. The six cultists had reached the entrance of the cave, but without cover, they had no choice but to be shot.
The three of them made full use of the slope and bunkers inside the cave to suppress the enemies at the entrance.
Outside the cave, more than a dozen corpses slid onto the crimson ice, stirring up countless ice dust.
Until the last one was killed, Rozim began to scan the valley bottom with his telescope.
"We can't stay here forever."
His implication is simple, this firefight will cause the enemy to swarm.
Then he kicked the ice at the entrance of the hole.
"After a while, this place will turn into a tomb made of ice. Sooner or later, they will surround us, knock down the ice cliff and bury us. We must act, and fast!"
So they quickly packed up their things. , in less than a minute, three cloaked figures ran down the hillside and rushed into the cold wind of dawn.
"Kelen, has your Will-O-Wisp No. 4 arrived?"
While running, Rozim panted and asked the followers around him.
“I brought it, I drove it from the sky to here.”
"Where to stop?" "Just walk a little further and we'll be there!"
"Boss! There seems to be some movement!"
Hearing this, Rozim turned to look back and saw countless lights swaying in the ice valley where they were before. The roar of countless vehicles was obscured by the sound of the wind and could be vaguely heard.
“Hurry up and hide first.”
They dug a foxhole nearby as a temporary shelter and covered it with a layer of ice and snow. With this temporary cover, they watched the vehicles pass by 500 meters away from them.
These vehicles converted from civilian trucks are driven by crude internal combustion engines, blowing darker smoke into the cold wind. Each vehicle's huge steering wheel is tied with a thick chain to maintain it. For traction, the wheels at the rear of the vehicle are replaced by sleds or tracks. And each vehicle is equipped with heavy weapons on the roof or rear.
They roared past, spewing clouds of ice and dust, close enough to see the Chaos markings on the sides of their battered vehicles and smell the stench of their burning fuel.
After the convoy passed, Karen was just about to move. But Rozim pulled him back.
“They know how fast we can run and will definitely turn around.”
Sure enough, a minute later, the roar of an engine reached their ears.
These vehicles were speeding and searching along the road the two came from, as if they were carefully looking for something they had missed. One of the vehicles drove westward, and the other continued to speed forward.
The fourth car was searching along their path, spinning around in the ice and dust before heading towards the three of them.
They were trapped, and they couldn't run, because if they escaped from the foxhole, there would be no cover in the area except to expose themselves.
They huddled in foxholes and watched. A car slowed down. One of the burly cultists covered in chains and skulls jumped out of the car, as if checking for traces on the ground, and the other jumped out of the car. The heavy weapons emplacement entered from the side.
The vehicles are getting closer.
Rozim turned to Hank Evans and nodded toward the laser gun in his hand.
"As the saying goes, a man who can't snipe is not a good cook. Kill the gunner."
"Not the driver?"
"If the gunner dies, then the driver You can only drive. If the driver dies, the gunner can still fire. Target the gunner and then kill the walking one."
Hank Evans nodded, breathed a few breaths into the scope to melt the ice on the lens, and loaded a new energy magazine as quietly as possible.
Although the wind was howling, the sound of metal collision could still be heard.
The truck turned around, and the dazzling light shone on the edge of their foxhole. Hank Evans took aim. He was still confident about shooting. Rozim only chose him because of him. Won three consecutive championships in the 'Eggplant Shooting' contest organized by the Chapter's Servant Association.
Hank Evans carefully aimed at the outline of the vehicle behind the lights, getting closer and closer...
At the moment when he was almost in front of his eyes, he fired.
Accompanied by a loud and fiery gunshot, in the darkness, two tracks as bright as lightning came straight towards the car body, followed by a series of fierce explosions.
The truck began to shift to one side, hit the ice wall and slowly stopped.
The second light was the trajectory of Rozim's shooting.
Hank Evans accurately hit the gunner, but the laser penetrated the gun position, ignited the ammunition box, and directly blew up the heavy weapon. The gunner's smoking body hung on the burning weapon.
Under the gaze of the three people, countless bullets overheated and exploded like fireworks.
The driver was also dead, with the back of his head and neck covered with shrapnel from explosive ammunition.
"Trough him!!"
Then the three of them took off the cover, quickly ran out of the foxhole and ran towards the truck.
(End of this chapter)