Chapter 41 The Angel Turns the Tide
Chapter 41 The Angel Turns the Tide
The inpatient building of Sacred Heart Maria Hospital seems to have been dragged into hell by Satan.
The baby's horrific cries sounded like a wave, sweeping the entire building.
The women downstairs who were still happily receiving milk powder and lipstick became terrified and backed away in fright.
"It's the devil!"
"It's the demons who killed that night! Here they come!"
The stories about demons circulating in the hospital suddenly changed from gossip to reality. Patients and nurses fled, leaving only the logistics specialists with nervous expressions.
They kept contacting the operations center, but never got any response.
……
"there!"
Almost at the moment when the cry of the baby sounded, Caesar's Desert Eagle with Friggian bullets in his hand opened fire first.
The bullet left obvious marks on the ceiling, Chu Zihang locked his eyes, raised his hand and threw the village rain in his hand.
With a shrill scream, a small black monster fell from the ventilation duct, and Murasame's blade pierced its chest.
Chu Zihang strode out, grabbed the handle of the knife and cut open the monster's chest and head.
"Damn, what is this!"
Caesar's breathing became a little short, and it was the first time he had seen such a monster.
But judging from the pale golden eyes that fell out, this thing must have something to do with the Dragon Clan.
"Looking at the shape, it should be a baby..."
"...It's the evil deeds of those heretics."
Chu Zihang grasped the handle of Cun Yu's knife tightly, his voice became low, suppressing his anger.
Professor Manstein once told him and Lu Mingfei about dark alchemy, and immediately guessed the origin of these little monsters.
"Babies...these inhuman lunatics, shit!"
Caesar is not a fool, even the noble son of the Gattuso family, who has always been highly educated, couldn't help but swear in a low voice at this time.
There was no time to lament the promotion of Chinese education in Kassel College to the quintessence of Chinese culture. There were already deafening gunshots upstairs.
Fighting broke out on Lu Mingfei's side!
"Operation Center! Please answer if you receive it!"
Caesar called the combat center, but there was no response from the other side of the headset.
"Communications have been cut off. This monster's lurking ability is too strong. The combat center must have been attacked."
"I propose we go down to the rescue and join the other commissioners."
Caesar said in a low voice.
"I suggest that we meet Lu Mingfei first."
Chu Zihang put forward his own suggestion.
"Why do you..."
Caesar was about to ask a question, but the sound of dense footsteps running on the ceiling made the two of them tense:
"First-out……"
"Ga——!!!"
Several little black monsters jumped out from the gap in the ceiling, like swift and bloodthirsty ghost cats.
They held sharp knives in their hands, and their ferocious faces reminded Caesar of the movie "Chucky the Devil" he had seen.
That executive department commissioner was killed by something like this, right?
"Bang bang bang bang!"
The Desert Eagle loaded with .50AE bombs in Caesar's hand opened fire, and the terrifying kinetic energy of 2200 joules precisely blasted the heads of the ghost babies.
"Nine rounds."
Caesar flicked his sore wrist slightly, and after silently reading the number of bullets in the magazine, a faint golden light flashed in his dark blue eyes.
High-pitched syllables exploded from his throat, and the grand chant even covered up the crying for a while.
Seeing this, Chu Zihang immediately stepped closer to Caesar, and Cun Yu's blade accurately cut off the heads of the two ghost babies in mid-air.
Sequence 59, Yan Ling. Sickle Weasel.
A field with a radius of 20 meters centered on Caesar unfolded, and all sounds in this field were captured by Caesar, forming a radar in the form of a three-dimensional model in his mind.
It's just that building a radar map this time is more troublesome than usual, and the cries and clappers that Caesar can hear have also been amplified dozens of times.
His brain was running at high speed, trying his best to discard and ignore those noises, and to capture the sound of the ghost babies running.
In this way, he can be the first to blow up the ghost babies in mid-air before they send sharp knives into his head with astonishingly sensitive speed.
"Bang bang bang bang!"
The six ghost babies jumped down, and Caesar and Chu Zihang faced each other back to back.
Four of them were pierced through the head by Caesar's Sand Eagle, and the remaining two were killed by Chu Zihang with two continuous stabs and cross-cuts.
"I've got five rounds left, and Dick Tudor isn't with me."
"Currently we have at least [-] 'Chachi' above our heads. It is best to unify our strategy."
Caesar said to the competitor who was standing behind him.
During the three months of enrolling, he always wanted to challenge Lu Mingfei, but he never saw Lu Mingfei in the relevant practical courses.
And Chu Zihang, who often went in and out with Lu Mingfei, became his challenge choice.
Facts have proved that Chu Zihang is indeed a very challenging opponent.
In the initial confrontation, Caesar was still at an advantage in both shooting and cold weapons courses.
But it didn't take long for Chu Zihang's swordsmanship to change from a hobby in the Children's Palace to a life-depriving art skill.
Not only did he beat him hard, he even picked on several brothers in the kendo department during a class taught by the headmaster himself.
Now the two are tied for the first place in the precision shooting class and the cold weapon actual combat class, and it is difficult to distinguish between the two if they really fight.
In the words of a well-known boxing school in southern China:
I am fast seven steps away, and he is fast within seven steps.
"Meet with Lu Mingfei first, and then we will formulate a detailed strategy."
Chu Zihang's thoughts remained unchanged.
Another round of ghost baby attacks came, and "Scythe Weasel" had already locked their positions before they pounced.
Caesar fired five shots in that direction without even looking, and the last five .50AE rounds pierced the heads of the five ghost babies.
"I have heard his direction, and he has gone down to the twelfth floor."
"But the thing is, 70.00% of the 'Chuckies' are going to him, and we're only dealing with Thirty who happen to see us."
Caesar said.
"Then we should support him even more."
After Chu Zihang finished speaking, he kicked open the door of room 1208.
Outside the door, explosions and roars resounded throughout the corridor.
Lu Mingfei's thin hospital gown was already covered with strange black blood.
He walked in the corridor expressionlessly, with golden lava flowing in his eyes.
He raised the bolt pistol symbolizing the emperor's wrath in his left hand. Every time he fired, one or even two small alien bodies would explode in mid-air.
The neuropaths in the equipment department have indeed managed to maximize the power of the bomb with the support of existing technology and materials.
For example, the mass response fuze is directly changed to a simple and rough proximity fuze. After contacting the target, the entire warhead explodes directly and splits into dozens of deadly shrapnel, tearing the target's body apart.
"boom!"
Two aliens broke through the door from the ward on the right, trying to use their agility to give Lu Ming a non-fatal attack.
But what greeted them was a roaring chainsaw sword. The high-speed rotating chain blade instantly split a small alien into two, and black blood splashed everywhere;
Then the one was like a kebab, pierced through the chest by the fiery red chainsaw sword.
This was a one-sided massacre. Every little alien was killed with a precise blow. Lu Mingfei didn't fire an extra shot or make any unnecessary movements.
So much so that it seemed to those pale-faced college commissioners who followed behind him.
Those nimble little black monsters seemed to be rushing over, offering their lives to Lu Mingfei.
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(End of this chapter)