End of the Sky (Multiverse's End)

Needless to say, S.W.A.T has a great reputation. They are well-equipped and highly skilled in tactics. Even if they do not form a team, their individual combat effectiveness is extremely good. They are the elite among the elite.

The weapons used are standard equipment such as M1911 pistols, MP5 submachine guns, M4 assault rifles, Remington M870 tactical shotguns, and Remington 700 PSS sniper rifles. The firepower is powerful enough to suppress any gangsters from the front.

Personal armor and equipment are also extremely advanced. Combat suits, bulletproof vests, tactical vests, headgear, goggles, bulletproof helmets, etc., are sufficient to deal with a series of emergencies.

Coupled with the miniature intercom headset and the command of the communication equipment on the explosion-proof vehicle, there is almost no disadvantage.

When hitting a fixed target, Russell can hit every shot, but he doesn't have much confidence in the face of SWAT's ace S.W.A.T.

The good news is that this S.W.A.T didn't have all of them out there, just three 5-man combat teams, and they weren't from New York either.

As for the team of snipers, Russell couldn't tell whether the other party was hiding. Considering the complicated terrain of the factory building, obstacles made of reinforced concrete everywhere, and no commanding heights nearby, he was unlikely to be sniped with the help of terrain cover.

Thanks to the few remaining special operations memories of the Metro Police, Russell carefully took Smith, who was unconscious, and brought him and Quintana back to the previous hiding place.

It was impossible to expect Smith to wake up and kill all directions. Russell forehand and backhand gave him more than a dozen big mouths.

Under Quintana's angry eyes, Russell checked M9 briefly, and was about to turn around and leave.

"Wait a minute, there are heavily armed cops outside, are you going to go out to die?"

Quintana realized Russell's plan and hurriedly grabbed his arm. After all, she was a companion who supported him all the way, and she didn't want Russell to lose his life.

"Sometimes it would be very comfortable to die if you give up, but if you fight for it, you might be able to save yourself. Including the baby, we have a total of four people, so it's not a loss to kill four enemies!"

Russell said half-jokingly, then turned around and left with a bowed waist, leaving behind a back that locked the door firmly under Quintana's sight.

Quintana was stunned. She always thought that Russell was a greedy person, because every time Smith went out to inquire about intelligence, Russell stayed on the grounds of protecting her and the child.

At this moment, she admitted that she was wrong. In a critical moment, Russell was not cowardly at all and was a trustworthy companion.

In fact, Quintana was right. Russell is indeed a person who is afraid of death. The reason why he is so responsible is because there is nowhere to escape. After entering the factory, S.W.A.T never said the phrase "put down your weapons, hand in your guns and don't kill", not even a deceptive lie.

This means that S.W.A.T received the order to kill them all!

The rabbit bit people in a hurry, not to mention a living person. Since the other party decided not to keep alive, Russell had no other choice. He hid behind a dilapidated generator and opened the system interface silently.

3 character cards, Bolt, Temple Guard, Swart; 3 skill cards, 100000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000s

Ignoring the unusable or useless cards, there are only 3 cards that Russell can use, Swart, 100 shots, and Bullet Time.

Calm and calm, Russell focused and tried to use his perception beyond ordinary people, hoping that his one-step reaction could solve the terrible situation in front of him.

"System, use the 'Skill Card: 100% hit'!"

[The host is equipped with a 'skill card: one hundred and one hundred hits', this card is a one-time skill card! 】

Russell secretly cursed that the garbage system would be a scam, and suddenly his heart throbbed, he turned and fired a shot to the side.

Raising the gun, turning around, aiming, shooting, and squatting, the movements are smooth and coherent, as if they have been tempered into the bones after thousands of hammers.

Boom!

The bullet hit a S.W.A.T member directly, the bullet hit the goggle and went through the brain. The unlucky guy only saw Russell's flowing movements, and before he could pull the trigger, he died and fell to the ground without life.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom...

The howling rain of bullets hit, and the powerful firepower instantly suppressed Russell and couldn't raise his head. He only had an M9, and he was powerless in the face of the well-equipped SWAT elite.

Russell didn't dare to delay after using the skill that hits every shot, for fear that the enemy would send a high-energy flash bomb towards his position. The powerful flash bomb with shocking effect is an essential weapon for special operations, and it only takes one shot to make him lose his combat effectiveness.

Looking around the generator, there was a lot of dust on the ground, and there was nothing there. Russell raised his eyebrows and took off his shoes.

On the S.W.A.T side, after losing one unlucky member, a small team was in charge of suppressing firepower, while the rest began to outflank from all sides, approaching the position of the generator.

"Fire in the hole!"

At this moment, Russell yelled, and a dark shadow was thrown out, and the S.W.A.T team members fell to the ground subconsciously. The moment they fell down, they regretted it. It wasn't a grenade at all, it was just a shoe.

"Fire, free shooting is allowed!!" The squad leader who threw himself on the horse party became angry immediately, and ordered to maintain the tactical formation, and anyone can fire freely.

Russell ran out of the encirclement of S.W.A.T with his cleverness, and tried to lure the group away, trying to keep them away from the house where Smith was hiding.

It's a pity that the squad leader is not a fool. They have rich experience and would rather expand the encirclement than let themselves fall into the trap of being attacked from behind. They didn't know that Smith was in a coma and only had Russell's combat power, so they were very cautious.

This gave Russell more time to breathe. His back was leaning against a dusty load-bearing wall, his heart was beating wildly, he couldn't adjust his breathing, and even the hand holding the gun was soaked in sweat.

Russell took a deep breath, opened the system interface again, and glanced at the 'Skill Card: Bullet Time'. You don't need to think about it to know that the one-time skill is correct, but you don't know whether the bullet time is calculated according to time, or only one bullet can be fired.

Russell hesitated, and suddenly thought of the last character card available, a thoughtful flash of thought flashed in his eyes.

He has a plan...

"System, equip 'Character Card: Swart', cover the character's skin!"

[The host is equipped with 'Character Card: Swart', confirm that the character's skin is covered, the countdown is 180 seconds, and the timing starts. 】

Almost instantly, Russell's physical appearance changed drastically, and his figure became taller. He also put on a S.W.A.T combat uniform that was enough to confuse fishing, complete with goggles and a helmet.

If there is any difference, Russell does not have a weapon in his hand, but still only has an M9.

Russell frowned: "Unlucky, it's only 180 seconds, how can I..."

Just as he was talking, Russell suddenly froze. He glanced at his arm holding the gun. He was stunned for ten seconds before he let out a strange laugh: "MD, hangby!"

The plan to penetrate into the enemy's interior was cancelled, and he was going to be supernatural directly!

At this time, a commando holding an M4A1 was the first to discover the load-bearing wall where Russell was hiding. He made a tactical gesture, and under the cover of his teammates, he rolled over and appeared from behind Russell.

The commandos pointed their guns at Russell, looked at their own equipment, hurriedly raised the muzzle of their guns, and cursed at the same time: "What are you doing, why don't you stay in formation?"

Russell turned around, raised the M9, and made a gesture to shoot.

clatter! clatter! clatter! clatter! clatter……

Russell was hit by the rain of bullets, and the kinetic energy of the bullets carried him out, lying on the wall and shaking with limbs.

Two seconds later, the commando stood up, looked at Russell who remained nailed to the wall, and whispered: "The target was shot! Note, the enemy is wearing the same combat uniform as us! Repeat, the enemy is wearing the same combat uniform as us." Battle suit!"

"Attention all teams, change the tactical formation, advance in team mode, search for the remaining targets, and kill them on the spot if found!"

Listening to the order from the miniature earphone, the commando responded and turned away to approach his teammates. Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something. The body that was shot did not bleed. There were only bullet holes in the walls and the ground without a drop of blood.

The commando wondered why the body armor was so powerful, and it actually blocked the rifle fire at close range, but he didn't take it seriously. Russell's bones must have been broken at such a short distance.

At this time, a pair of big hands clamped the commando's neck from behind.

Click!

Russell put down the commando's body, put the M9 in the holster, picked up the M4A1, replaced a clip, and pointed the gun at a vague shadow on the wall.

"Undead + perspective + wall penetration + headshot, I can kill 100 and kill 0!"

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【Fighting Street Diary】

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