As the player who sneaked into the house was killed, the dilapidated station wagon that was already on the street suddenly lost control and ran away two patrolmen on the side of the road, then hit the tree and exploded and caught fire. The ignited fuel tank began to make a crisp crackling sound.

The follower's crazy behavior under the instructions of his master was like sounding the horn of war. The players who were originally hiding in the apartment also took to the streets and began to directly exchange fire with the patrolmen.

As for the reason, it is naturally because of last night's hunting activity, which kicked off again:

——The incineration agency has determined the locations of all wanted criminals in the city through triangular positioning, and marked the area where they are located on the satellite map.

Within an hour from now on, all players' positions will be marked on the map and will be continuously hunted by the burning mechanism. This effect cannot be offset by any skill. I wish you all a happy hunt.

When the event began, the players did not choose to dodge everywhere like last night, but began to fight fiercely with the patrolmen!

——The players are not fools, they have already discovered that the patrol soldiers in the city tonight are not as "high-energy" as yesterday. In addition, after a day of preparation, they have improved a lot of combat effectiveness, which is also one of the reasons why everyone started to confront each other head-on.

No one likes to hide in the house in a frustrated manner. The battle style that most players in "War Paradise" like is the battle style.

Now that after gaining the ability to compete with the patrolmen, the players in the capital of Hell do not intend to continue to endure it!

Bang bang bang bang...

The bursting gunshots tear apart the quiet night. The three patrol soldiers on the sidewalk were swept into sieves by bullets. More than ten gunshot wounds were sprayed out at the same time, like plastic bottles that were pricked after being filled with water.

"Kill you!"

A man in white with a G36 rifle quickly ordered the mass-produced T800 beside him to step forward. The humanoid machine in a black suit, holding a M240 squad machine gun in his arms, took a big stance and walked forward, pouring a deadly rain of bullets at the patrolmen on the street.

"We... were suppressed by fire... requested support..." A patrolman who hid behind the flower bed and did not dare to show his head to start the radio and reported the current situation to the headquarters.

"Now all neighborhoods are fighting, and I can't support you." A cold order came from the headquarters soon.

"But..." The patrolman wanted to argue, but what awaited him was the rustling noise in the earpiece.

At the same time, gunfights also occurred in nearby neighborhoods. The players who were chased by patrolmen last night began to revenge the patrolmen with weapons and equipment obtained during the day:

Three patrolmen died in the strafing of M16 rifle. A young man in a very unpredictable desert camouflage uniform lay on the sidewalk, looking at the bloody street ahead with the green sight of the night vision.

There were fifteen patrol soldiers who fell under the strafing of the player and the T800 minion beside him. Among them, he killed one player who was suspected to have joined the burning mechanism...

The player "Pickled Fish" was killed by the player "Wind".

"It seems that there are no living people."

The player with the nickname "Wind" said as he was about to stand up, but was startled by the sudden roar of the engine that exploded in the direction of his right hand:

“What’s the situation?”

Just as Tragic turned his head, he was so dazzling that he could not see anything by the dazzling light that he shot. He hurriedly took off the night vision device. He moved the night vision device away from his eyes with his right hand as quickly as possible. After a few seconds, the large mottled afterimage in his eyes gradually faded away.

The rumbling sound of large vehicles running shocked the earth, and what caught my eye was a blue-green camouflage chariot.

The tank does not have tracks, and each side has four huge wheels. In addition to the large searchlight that is projecting light columns, the roof also has an integrated turret smaller than the tank turret.

The most eye-catching thing on the turret are the thirty-mm automatic high-speed cannon and the grenade launcher that looks very oppressive. On the back of the turret, an anti-tank missile launcher is also installed. Compared with these heavy firepower, the weapons in the hands of the patrolmen are as ridiculous as children's toys.

"Damn it, it's BTR, withdraw quickly!"

While cursing, Wuling ran wildly towards the other end of the street, and the mass-produced T800 follower also ran quickly with him.

——Although the name is "armored conveyor vehicle", the firepower of the BTR-90 even surpasses that of some light tanks. Faced with such a terrible big guy, he has no anti-tank weapons, basically the same as fish and meat that can be slaughtered by others. If he does not retreat now, he will be destroyed immediately!

Before he could run two steps, the BTR-90's thirty-mm automatic cannon burst out with a rhythmic "bang" sound. The extremely powerful bullet directly tore the withered T800 minion, together with a jeep next to it, into pieces flying all over the sky!

In the face of such firepower, the vehicles on the street could not be used as cover. They were like paper-paste toys, and were instantly bombarded into a pile of residue.

"Your sister..." Butling cursed while running.

With his running speed, it is naturally impossible to beat the BTR90 wheeled chariot. He didn't have time to turn, and his whole person was bombarded with the automatic cannon shells into a blood mist. He was directly exposed to the sudden death system and kicked back to the game warehouse.

——The player has died after "dead"!

"Ahhhhhh!"

Wails and screams rang everywhere in the city, and then were suppressed by the deafening guns and cannons. The thick white smoke rising from the city enveloped the city, covering the bright moonlight dropped from the air.

The battle in Hollomansk soon entered a state of heat. While the players were massacring patrol soldiers, they were also quickly searching for other nearby players. The sound of gunfire on the street made the corpse demon who had been hiding in the apartment not long ago confused. He put his decay face in front of the bedroom window on the second floor and looked down at the street below:

"What happened? The uprising has started again? Didn't you agree to wait..."

He could see that the intensity of the battle tonight was not inferior to yesterday's uprising. I don't know where the bold madman came from, and was fighting fire with the patrolmen who burned the authorities.

Unlike the alienated citizens, the soldiers who appeared this time seemed to be normal humans, at least they used human weapons, rather than strange alienation abilities.

"Can they be human mercenaries?"

The equipment used by the incineration mechanism is a specialized version of alienated monsters. Whether it is a bullet containing mercury or a sound wave weapon installed on an armored vehicle, it can be regarded as a deadly weapon for alienated monsters.

——However, if it is a human mercenary, you may not be afraid of burning the "wildfire" that is fatal to alienated soldiers, and can also withstand the attack of sound wave weapons.

In this way, the battle against the incineration mechanism will have more chances of winning, and there is no hope of victory like before!

Thinking of this, the corpse demon raised the corners of his mouth slightly and exhaled a rotten breath. The smile on the dead man's face was very bright and looked even more terrifying.

He slipped out of the apartment happily, intending to take advantage of the opportunity of the war to replace it with a new body with intact limbs.

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Chapter completed!