Mo Qiong pointed his gun casually at the enemy. The recoil caused the two guns to vibrate madly as if he had Parkinson's disease.
There was no need to aim at all. All he needed to do was to lock his gaze.
Bullets were fired madly, shuttling through the group of wax figures. Most of the time, not only were the wax figures in front of him shot, but one of the wax figures in the crowd would also be killed by a flying bullet.
After all, the wax figures all looked the same. Therefore, he did not even have to look at the enemy when he was reloading.
Without Mo Qiong's gaze to determine which one it was, the bullets would randomly hit the wax figures that looked the same.
Even if Mo Qiong's reaction could not keep up with the speed of the bullets, he did not have to worry about all the bullets hitting the same figure.
That was because his landing point was always the wax figure with the bow tie intact. Therefore, when a wax figure's bow tie was broken, it could no longer be used as a landing point. The bullets would then choose one of the remaining wax figures to kill.
"Bang, bang, bang …"
The wax figures died one after another, unable to get within two meters of Mo Qiong.
Mo Qiong killed a path and quickly rushed to the crane. He climbed into the crane and stuck out half of his body to shoot the wax figures that were trying to climb up.
He slowed down his shooting while looking in the direction of the laboratory. However, the person he was waiting for did not come out from there.
"Sigh … there's no other way. I can only go back and defend." Mo Qiong sighed.
With his previous rapid shooting speed, he could shoot 300 bullets per minute.
He could kill a thousand people in four minutes.
This was the most efficient speed. Any faster and too many bullets would repeatedly hit the same spot. This speed could be said to be the limit of his crazy killing speed.
However, the total number of bullets that Mo Qiong had on him was only about 400.
It was impossible to kill all the wax figures. He had already used up half of his bullets. Therefore, he slowed down his shooting speed and waited until they were close enough to kill them.
Relying on his previous recklessness, Mo Qiong attracted almost all the wax figures to this corner, leaving a large space in the direction of the laboratory.
It could be said that this was the best opportunity for Xiao Feng and the rest to run to the warehouse.
However, it seemed that Xiao Feng and the rest still did not dare to participate.
Without their help, Mo Qiong could not complete the mission alone. He did not have enough bullets to begin with. If Xiao Feng did not act quickly, he could only go back and replenish his bullets.
If he missed this opportunity, there would only be more wax figures in the future.
Mo Qiong did not blame Xiao Feng for being afraid of death. He wanted to seize the initiative, but it did not mean that hiding in the room was wrong.
It could only be said that everyone's choices were different. If he wasn't absolutely certain, he wouldn't even dare to think about such a plan, let alone carry it out.
Even Mo Qiong couldn't guarantee that Xiao Feng and the others would be fine, so what right did he have to ask them to go crazy with him?
Just as Mo Qiong was about to charge back, there was a sudden explosion.
Clang! Bang!
Xiao Feng smashed the window with a barrel of oil and threw it into the workshop.
The oil barrel rolled on the ground, and a lot of fuel flowed out.
At the same time, the blond man ran out with a barrel of oil on his back. The two of them, one in front and one behind, ran toward the warehouse.
Because all the wax figures were attracted to the other side by Mo Qiong, to Xiao Feng and the others, there were only enemies on one side.
Xiao Feng ignited the oil on the ground and created a wall of fire, blocking the wave of wax figures.
When the wax figurine was burned by the flames, its surface suddenly became blurry. When it ran through the fire wall, its feet were still stained with burning oil, and the soles of its feet were on fire as it chased after it.
"You're here, and you even found oil. As expected, it's better to rely on yourself, isn't it?"
Mo Qiong smiled. He said that he could take care of Xiao Feng and the others from a distance and protect them from being attacked by the wax figures. If there were any, he could even snipe them.
Of course, he was full of confidence when he said this, but to others, he sounded like a madman …
Could he take care of them all?
This was the most dangerous part of Mo Qiong's plan, so Xiao Feng and the others didn't dare to take the risk.
However, they didn't dare to take the risk because they were afraid that Mo Qiong would snipe them and cover them. In the end, they would get themselves killed, just like Li Qing.
If they could make up for it, for example, Xiao Feng and the others could find a way to attack and use fire to block and burn the wax figures that were chasing after them, then it would be different.
At the very least, they would have the basic ability to resist and could rely on their own efforts instead of relying on Mo Qiong's long-range sniping.
This way, they could reduce the pressure on Mo Qiong, and they wouldn't just be praying.
Bang! Bang! Mo Qiong casually killed two wax figures that were still chasing after Xiao Feng. The bullets directly penetrated the wax figures' backs and destroyed their bow ties.
However, he saw that even more wax figures that were chasing after them were taken care of by them.
Other than the barrel of oil that was used to build the wall of fire, the blond man was also carrying another barrel.
Xiao Feng used something to scoop up the oil and poured it on the wax figures that were chasing after them, covering their heads and faces.
As the wax figures' soles were on fire, when the oil was poured on, the fire directly burned from the soles of their feet to their necks and heads, burning their bow ties.
In this way, although they couldn't shoot accurately, they could at least splash the oil accurately, right?
Even if the oil didn't splash on the bow ties, as long as the oil was splashed near them, the flames would burn them and increase the temperature, melting them faster.
With this, Mo Qiong only needed to occasionally kill some wax figures whose soles were not on fire, and they could take care of the rest by themselves.
'As expected of an old D-rank personnel, he never relies on luck,' Mo Qiong thought to himself.
He realized that how could a person like Xiao Feng not dare to take risks? When were their D-rank personnel not risking their lives? When were they not risking their lives?
The key was whether it was worth it.
D-rank personnel had gambled their lives before. D-rank personnel who had lived for more than a month had come close to death at least ten times.
No one knew what the final outcome would be. They could only do their best to observe and speculate. Then, no matter how dangerous the choice was, they had to take a risk in order to increase their chances of survival.
Now, it had come to this.
When Xiao Feng was scared, he could be scared to the point of losing his dignity. However, if he decided to risk it all, he could risk it all because other than their lives, they didn't have anything else left.
They risked it all for a better life. They were already used to doing things themselves, regardless of whether it was useful or not.
It was no wonder that they felt insecure and cried with twisted faces when they were asked to leave their safety to Mo Qiong's sniping.
"Run faster! Run faster! Run faster! "Xiao Feng roared from behind and even helped the blond man lift the oil barrel.
Although the blond man was running in front, the oil barrel he was carrying was too heavy, so he ran very slowly.
"Open the door!" the blond man roared.
Xiao Feng immediately put down the spoon and rushed to the door of the warehouse. He quickly used the access control to open the door.
At this moment, a few wax figures took the opportunity to pounce on them and were about to catch them.
Xiao Feng was sweating profusely, but he didn't even turn his head. He just wanted to pull the blond man into the warehouse as soon as possible.
Seeing this, Mo Qiong fired two shots at the wax figures that pounced on them.
This was a tacit understanding. If Xiao Feng wanted to open the door and turn around to pour oil, he wouldn't be able to make it in time.
Because fire was not as effective as guns, these wax figures were relatively sturdy. It would take a few seconds to burn them to death just by igniting them.
If Xiao Feng had turned around to deal with the wax figures, those few seconds would have been enough for the wax figures to pounce on him.
"Damn, he really reacted!" Xiao Feng pulled the blond man into the warehouse. He was instantly terrified.
Although he had the means to retaliate, it didn't mean that he didn't believe in Mo Qiong's skills.
Just now, he didn't have time to hesitate and chose to believe that Mo Qiong could help them take care of their enemies.
Reality proved that if there were enemies that they couldn't take care of at a critical moment, Mo Qiong could also kill them.
Along the way, the wax figures approached them a few times, but they were all killed by the flying bullets.
This allowed him to leave his back to Mo Qiong when necessary.
"We can't rely on him. No matter how good his shooting skills are, he will still make mistakes. If he pays too much attention to us, he will be finished if he gets caught," the blond man said.
Xiao Feng frantically stuffed the meat into the bin as he said, "And we have to be fast! He should be running out of bullets. "
Mo Qiong was heavily surrounded. One mistake and he would be doomed eternally. They had to race against time.
Xiao Feng controlled the machine to make the ham and pork chops hanging in the warehouse fall into the bin.
This bin was magical. It looked like an ordinary green plastic bin, but it could continuously stuff things into it.
It looked like the space inside was normal. However, every time it looked like it was full, half of the space would be freed up as long as the top was pressed down hard.
When it was full again and pressed down again, the pile of meat would be pressed down to a shallow layer.
Xiao Feng pressed down more than ten times, but he could still keep it up.
The bin was originally filled with close to a hundred tons of meat. After all, it was the best warehouse. Therefore, there wasn't much meat hanging in the warehouse. Half a minute later, Xiao Feng swept it all away.
Although the bin was stuffed with a hundred tons of meat, it wasn't heavy. When Xiao Feng pushed it, it was equivalent to pushing something that weighed a hundred kilograms.
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