Chapter 110 (1/2)

The church is burning.

Qiao Xiangchen is being dragged back by a young police officer.

They are a team with special tasks. They are composed of 20 special soldiers and seven scientific researchers. They go to Changbai Mountain to collect important data. About half an hour ago, their team was found by black beetles in the wilderness, attacked, chased and killed all the way, retreated all the way, and fled here. They have lost 7788.

Qiao Zhengmin is a sniper in the team. He carries the strongest single sniper equipment in the team. In his previous secret advance, he has quietly hit many black beetles. However, in the just battle, his right leg was torn open by the sharp knife foot of the butcher hidden from the dark, and his flesh and blood turned over, The bones were almost visible, and his observers paid the price of their lives to protect him.

He fell and had to be taken back, and the heavy sniper equipment had to be abandoned.

They retreated all the way. The church was their last line of defense. Black beetles and butchers attacked from all directions, but there were fewer and fewer combatants on their side.

However, what they didn't expect was that there were a group of survivors in the church. They were a group of two or three local police officers hiding here with a group of survivors.

However, the convergence of two small groups of human survival teams did not bring any improvement to the situation.

More than half of the 20 special soldiers were dead and injured before they retired to the church. The remaining soldiers handed the seriously injured Qiao Xiangchen to the police officer behind them and built the last line of defense outside.

With the passage of time, the gunfire became weaker and weaker, but the howls of monsters continued one after another. The lawn outside the church was lit by fire, but the air smelled of the corrosive mucus of black beetles.

The last soldier was pierced by a butcher outside the church.

The multi legged monster shot out of the corner where the soldier had been hiding for a long time through the gap of changing bullets, and climbed onto each other's body like an octopus. One knife and foot cut off the soldier's right arm holding the gun, and the other knife and foot pierced into the soldier's flesh and blood. The sound of blood gushing was like a faucet about to be cut off.

But it was blood at this moment.

The butcher's other knives and feet crushed the heavy wooden door wrapped in iron behind, and fell into the church with the dying soldier pierced by it.

Behind this butcher, three or four butchers are approaching here at high speed.

People on the first floor panicked.

The soldier who defended the collapsed gate was still alive. His right arm was cut off from his elbow, his belly was cruelly cut along the line of ribs, and his blood flowed all over the ground, but he didn't scream or cry, because he still remembered his task and goal.

Safeguard scientific research experts.

With his left hand, he pulled out the safety bolts of three tactical grenades that had not yet been used on his combat suit, raised his head in the last few seconds of the explosion, and smiled at Joe Xiangchen in the depths of the church.

The smile seemed to say: sorry, brother, I'll go first.

In such a battlefield, the first wounded person will be protected by everyone with the treatment of the wounded. When the battle evolves to a white hot stage, there will be no such thing as the wounded.

Qiao Xiangchen looked at this scene and almost broke his teeth.

Tactical grenades set off a huge fire in the nave of the church.

The explosion was deafening.

The bodies of several butchers at the front door were swallowed up by the flames of anger, which seemed to be the last cry of the dead soldiers.

Qiao Xiangchen escaped the impact of explosion and broken pieces in the concave walls on both sides of the altar.

By this time, the survivors and the scientific researchers they protected had withdrawn to the top. The last remaining police officer pulled Qiao Xiangchen to take the soldier to the second floor.