DC Tyrant

Outside the door of the lighting warehouse, the atmosphere is quiet, and needles can be heard falling.

Dozens of soldiers armed with M16 automatic rifles were divided into various positions, or covered with objects, or held shields with the team in the middle of the road. The front of the warehouse was not empty, but there were small experiments constructed of glass or steel. The rooms are criss-crossed and arranged, and the soldiers are heavily guarded around the gate, and this is the only entrance and exit here.

The underground research institute has never had an accident, but the armed forces here have never been less.

The depressing atmosphere made Major Atherton sweat a lot on his forehead. He didn't dare to wipe it. He once fought the Vietnam War with Colonel Slade.

Even in the Vietnam War, Colonel Slade did not order him so carefully, detailed, with a trace of fear and anger: kill him, he will not die, the entire underground research institute will die.

In this case, Slade has no idea that General Vic wants Bardi to live. His life is a disaster.

The atmosphere became more and more silent. From the moment I heard the screams of Masson soldiers, the sound of the M9 pistol, and the faint sad voice of Dr. Jenny, there was no other sound.

Major Atherton didn't dare to wipe his sweat, and he calmed down gently, regulating his heartbeat.

In this silent, oppressive space.

The suppressed heartbeat is like a road sign, indicating everyone's direction to Badi, and the super hearing can hear everyone's depressed heartbeat that is beating more and more frantically.

The position of each person is clearly constructed in his mind. Under the depressed atmosphere, the flow of airflow, the airflow that collides with objects, various types of flavors, and a complete three-dimensional map are constructed in his mind.

At this moment, what plays the biggest role for him is having super hearing, super smell, and super vision, all of which are controllable under his control.

He is calm in his heart and angry. These two emotions are not contradictory, but will only make people more crazy and want to destroy.

Bardi pulled the warehouse door open a crack.

I don't know which soldier was nervous, or just fired a shot. The bullet hit the metal door and caused a little spark.

Then the other soldiers seemed to have received an order, and the continuous gunshots sounded, shooting the metal door into sparks, flashing sparks like electric welding.

Bardi was behind the door, and he didn't stop calculating for a moment, silently counting the number of bullets, the number of people who could shoot, and the location.

Although he is strong now, even if it is a firearm, it is estimated that the bullet can only shoot into his muscles, not very deep.

But there is no need for hard top bullets, and it is only reasonable to keep the power of top bullets to deal with well-equipped troops on the ground.

He will go down to the minus four levels to kill, and then he will go up to the ground, face missiles, tanks, and then leave here, so he will not waste any power.

"stop!"

Major Atherton shouted command, exchanged cover, and changed magazines.

After this round of shooting, the metal door was pitted, and a lot of flattened warheads fell from the ground.

Suddenly, in the gap, an M16 spear head emerged.

Almost the moment Major Atherton called to stop, he appeared in the crack of the door.

The gun head of the M16 turned and began to spew flames, so shocked that the soldiers subconsciously fired in response.

A shocking thing happened.

'boom'

'boom'

'boom'

'boom'

Thirteen guns exploded, and the soldier was so frightened that he threw off the M16 from his hand. It was the soldier who didn't shoot together just now.

God-like marksmanship, bullets in all directions, shot into the muzzle of their rifles, causing explosions.

Bardi is the most elite soldier on Krypton, and this elite is not genetically carried.

But for everyone who fought against him, Badi remembered it in his heart, regardless of psychology, language, behavior, even subconscious little actions, all the surrounding environment, all of which are calculated, facing warriors who are more powerful than other genes, Bardi can outshine other warriors who have talent in their genes.

But genetic talent is a genius among geniuses, how could he win, but in the end, he won, one can imagine his horror.

Now he has awakened super hearing, super vision, super smell, which makes him more powerful than his increased strength.

Suddenly, a tyrannical, murderous, ruthless eye appeared in the gap, like a stare that suddenly appeared in the abyss, making people fear and suffocate.

Major Atherton happened to meet these eyes, and his heart was suffocated to the point of forgetting to beat.

He'd been through war, killed children, killed women, shot and buried innocents in pits, nothing ever scared him, and he didn't think there was anything in the world that scared him.

However, at this moment, he was inexplicably fearful of this eyeball from the abyss.

When the eyes disappeared, a chill appeared from the bottom of Major Atherton's heart, chilling his heart, and only then did he realize that his hands were shaking.

This is a monster!

The door suddenly opened, and Bardi's tall and majestic body appeared in front of them. In the slightly dark warehouse, his ruthless eyes swept over them like ants, possessing an inexplicable deterrent force that scared Atherton. The major was nervous.

"Fire!"

He roared, trembling with fearful hands, holding Yu Wen's automatic rifle, and sputtering flames from the muzzle.

But in the last round of lasing, those who changed their magazines were just changing, and those who were firing alternately, thirteen rifles were shot by Badi, and the remaining 27 automatic rifles were strafing.

So Bardi only had to dodge fire from twenty-seven M16 automatic rifles.

Badi knew it all in his heart. He knew which direction he shot from, and he also understood what posture to use to avoid it.

The first wave of bullets shot frantically, the scorching bullets brushed Badi's skin, and the slightest hairs were curled up by the scorching heat.

Badi's feet slammed violently. His body had not moved for a long time, and his heart was throbbing with a roaring pulse.

Two small pits instantly appeared in the concrete under his feet, and two small cobweb pits appeared when they were trampled on.

He started running from the right, the closest to the cover, a small laboratory made of steel.

Like a cheetah, he jumped up, put his hands on the ground, and rolled along his back. In the eyes of the soldiers, he actually avoided the barrage of twenty-seven automatic rifles.

It's appalling.

The bullet penetrated the air, passing in his eyes leaving white trails that dissipated so quickly that ordinary people couldn't see it.

In the eyes of Bardi, the bullet only moves in a straight line, and from the moment it leaves the muzzle, it is already doomed.

The gunshots sounded more and more frantically, Major Atherton and the soldiers fell into their throats with horror, and kept firing bullets. On the barrage, it was guessed that none of the bullets he pre-fired could be hit.

The afterimage caused by Badi's high-speed movement made them horrified.

His eyes were like blades and never stopped scanning them, making them feel the coldness in their throats with the knife on top, making them even more terrified.

He is not dead.

we die!

Major Atherton understood what Colonel Slade meant for a moment, and became even more frightened. It seemed that a cold air rose up his spine and froze his head.

Sparks were heard as the bullets hit the metal wall, and at a distance of nearly fifty meters, they poured nearly a thousand bullets, none of which were hit.

The last few bullets hit the steel wall, sparked off sparks, and fell to the ground crisply.

Badi's figure has disappeared into the bunker.

The place was dead silent.

The soldiers were stunned and silent, gasping for air.

The smell of gunpowder became strong in an instant, the surroundings were dead silent, and everyone felt chills in their hearts. What monsters were they trying to deal with?

Nearly a thousand rounds of bullets have not hit one, is this still a human?

Is this still a creature?

This is an alien monster!