The human-faced lions in the middle of the road were obviously also disturbed by the strong lights. They threw down the corpse that was only half gnawed before them. They kicked the ground with their powerful hind limbs, opened their flesh-filled mouths, exposed two rows of sharp fangs, and rushed towards the oncoming military vehicles.

"Da da da da da da--"

The military jeep was obviously not afraid of such obstacles. Still, under the control of the driver, the engine roared and rushed over at an extremely high speed. The machine gun on the roof also poured dense bullets from top to bottom, clearing the way forward for the companions.

There were three people in the car, all of whom were fully armed soldiers. It seemed that they were eager to get rid of the entanglement of the human-faced lion. In addition to the shooter who was controlling the machine gun on the roof, the soldiers in the driver's seat also picked up their AK and pulled down the board at the human-faced lion that was rushing towards the human-faced lion.

The power of the large-caliber machine gun is quite terrible. A string of bullet holes the size of a wine glass was suddenly punched out on the body of the human face lion under the action of the huge airflow. Under the influence of the huge airflow, bullets with extremely strong penetration whizzed past the surface of the human face lion's body, leaving behind a bloody hole. At first glance, it looked like several weird beehives that were flowing out of bright red liquid.

Lei Cheng, hiding behind the low wall, held the shark shooting gun in his hand tightly, and the aiming hole at the tip of the gun never left the human face lion for a moment. He was familiar with the monster's habits and knew very well that such an attack could slightly weaken the physical strength of the human face lion and reduce the opponent's attack speed in a short period of time, without any fatal effect. These monsters who came from unknown places seemed to have a magical self-healing ability. Apart from directly hitting the key points or cutting off their heads, there was no way to cause effective damage to them.

The two human-faced lions seemed to understand the threat posed by the weapons in the soldiers to themselves. They flexibly changed their bodies in different positions, used various obstacles scattered among the ruins to avoid the powerful bullets, and hid their heads in it to avoid the threat of bullets. At the same time, they kept making waves of roars, as if they wanted to vent their anger and impatience in this way.

The roar was so manic and weird that when Lei Cheng heard it, he couldn't help but feel an inexplicable tension and fear in his heart. Although he didn't know what the specific meaning of this roar had, based on his previous experience, these two sphinx monsters should be asking for help.

As if to prove his worry, two long roars came from the top of a four-story building ruins on the south side of the street. Immediately afterwards, a strong sense of rhythm was also mixed with the roar of the car motor and the violent gunshots, starting from the thunder-formed sensory organs, and they were transmitted into his brain together.

It was the vibration caused by an object leaping down from a high place and running rapidly among the ruins. It was very small and very slight, but it did exist.

Lei Cheng was absolutely sure: two monsters were coming here, and they were extremely fast.

Without too long to think about it, he raised the shark shooting gun in his hand, aimed at the back of the head of a human-faced lion closest to him, and pulled the machine spring hard. With a "swoosh", the tip of the steel spear more than one meter long flew out of the gun body along the chute. With huge inertia and puncture force, it inserted from the target's head full of brown and yellow hair, and penetrated the entire brain.

The lion shot by the steel spear came to the ground on the spot, and his feet rushed towards the sky and the earth desperately. The blood flowing out of his head covered his whole body, and his extremely ferocious appearance seemed like a silent threat and warning.

Lei Cheng knew that this human-faced lion was dead. Now it is just an instinctive reflex of the nerve center.

The soldiers' attack continued. They clearly saw the scene in front of them. At the same time, they turned the weapons in their hands to target the key parts of the target. In the face of powerful firepower, the human-faced lion could not escape from the dense fire net. The condescending machine gun could shoot at them from any angle. An unexpected human-faced lion was hit on the head by a bullet on the spot, and several fine holes suddenly burst out. The warhead that was spinning into its brain at high speed. After being blocked by a mixture of flesh and blood, it could no longer bear the double pressure of air pressure and pushing force. It exploded uncontrollably in this soft fluid space, and gushed out from the inside of the lion's head with huge hot energy, released into the cold night in an extremely relaxed manner.

The tragic death of his companion made the other lion stunned for a moment. Of course, the soldiers in the car would not miss this rare opportunity. They immediately followed the terrifying head full of thick mane and pulled the machine. A low wail was heard, and the monster with two bullet holes on his cheeks seemed to be taking a gamble, and frantically drilled under the wheels that were coming at high speed.

"not good!"

The last desperate behavior of the human-faced lion made the jeep lift up high, and the streets were filled with messy cement pieces. The speeding vehicles could no longer maintain their original balance. They could only roll in the air for half a week, and then smashed heavily on a relatively flat wall on the roadside building under the influence of huge inertia.

Seeing this, Lei Cheng's heart tightened and quickly jumped out from behind the hiding low wall, and rushed to the overturning car in three steps and two steps. Without saying a word, the soldier who was operating the machine gun on the roof and was thrown out of the car while rolling, and pulled him to the overturning car together.

However, the scene in front of him surprised him.

The two soldiers sitting in the front row were pressed under the car. The heavy front of the car had already crushed the driver's fragile head and the hard helmet into a sheet in the moment when it came into contact with the wall. The pale brain and bright red blood slowly flowed down the narrow gap in the flat helmet. If it weren't for the eyeballs hanging on the chest and the scattered teeth that were squeezed and burst, no one would have thought that under the deformed helmet, there was a living round head.

The soldier on the secondary seat was still alive, but his body was completely torn from below his waist by the broken car door. Although there was no trace of scar on his complete upper body, and his pale face was twitching and oozing with large drops of sweat. But Lei Cheng knew: he could not live long.

"Quick, help me."

The person who spoke was the soldier who was thrown out of the car. He rushed to the jeep like crazy, and used his shoulders and feet to desperately support the distance between the wall and the vehicle, hoping to use this method to rescue his companion who had no vitality.

Lei Cheng did not answer. He threw down the shark gun in his hand, grabbed an AK from the flesh-filled carriage, and then took out two magazines from the dead driver. He rushed to the soldier with a sad and angry face, and punched him hard on the other party's shoulder: "Don't be so impulsive, we can't save them."

"What did you say? He is not dead yet, and he is still saved." The red-eyed soldier pointed at his companion who was stuck in the middle of the wall and shouted wildly: "See, he is still alive."

Lei Cheng opened his mouth without answering. Suddenly, his expression changed, he turned around and ran to the overturned carriage, pulled away the assault rifle in his hand, and aimed at the end of the darkened street, which was still warm.

Seeing this, the soldier who desperately shook the body of the car was stunned and couldn't help but look in the direction pointed by the other party's muzzle. Then he also turned over and jumped into the tilted carriage, quickly rotating the screws of the fixtures of the machine gun, trying to remove it.

The spotlights rolled without damaging the front of the car body. The dazzling white light illuminated the street in front of me. Just at the end of the street hundreds of meters away, two blurry gray-yellow shadows were rapidly shortening the distance with the car, and their outlines were gradually becoming clear.

A human-faced lion is a human-faced lion that comes from both ends.

"Hurry up, try to take the lead. It's useless to attack other body parts."

Lei Cheng did not look back, and his eyes never left the man-faced lion in the sight hole that was closest to him. The overturned Jeep pressed the equipment of the other two soldiers underneath. Apart from the AK in his hand, the machine gun mounted on the car was the last weapon.

He was praying, praying that the monster would run a little slower, and praying that the soldiers next to him would take off the machine gun faster. However, a few seconds later, when the hideous face of the first lion, covered with mane, could already be seen very clearly in the sight hole, the machine gun had just been removed from the stand and it was not too late to be placed in the best shooting position.

"Bang--" Lei Cheng gently pulled down the plate between his fingers. A dot-shoot bullet with a light red tail flame sprayed from the muzzle, drew a dazzling line in the dark night, like a meteor, and penetrated straight into the bloody mouth of the human-faced lion with fangs. It made it suddenly stop running, opened its mouth with pain and bit it in the void for a long time before gathering its strength again and rushing towards the abominable human that brought great damage to it.

AK's melee firepower is quite fierce, but the accuracy will also be greatly reduced. Without a certainty, Lei Cheng can only choose to shoot. Although doing so will not pose a fatal threat to the monster.

After all, he now has to face two people and lions alone.

Although the attack of the sluggish monster was only a few seconds, it was enough to turn the gun to another target. He had to help the soldier. At this time, one more person would be equivalent to an extra help.

At this time, the soldier who dismantled the machine gun had already put the gun body horizontally on the guardrail of the carriage, aiming at the human-faced lion that was only ten meters away from him and pulled the machine down.

The gun fired, but the target was not covered with blood as expected. The cunning monster jumped high from the cold asphalt road when the bullet rushed out of the gun chamber, and roared into the jeep carriage from mid-air with lightning speed. He opened his mouth with a smelly mucus flowing, bit the head of the frightened soldier, and cut it hard on the other party's fragile neck with sharp incisors. Suddenly, the lucky soldier who had just escaped from the car accident was only left with an empty body on his shoulders.

The bloody red blood gushed out from the broken neck like a spring water. The entire abdomen of the human-faced lion sprayed into a strange and miserable red color. Through the gap between the helmet and fangs stuck in the lion's mouth, Lei Cheng could even see the accident and fear in his eyes that were out of control.

Suppressing the strong yu look in his heart that he wanted to tremble, Lei Cheng subconsciously turned around and pulled the machine hard at the human-faced lion standing on the roof of the car. The distance between him and the monster was too close, so close that he had no time to make any judgment, and could only make the most basic reaction mechanically.

A round of bullets hit the head of the human-faced lion. With the blazing explosion energy, they not only penetrated the head of the lion with thick manes, but also penetrated the head of the soldier who was contained in the lion's mouth, but also had the last trace of consciousness. Humans and beasts, two completely different biological bloods, mixed together in an instant, mixed into an inexplicable substance that slowly solidified in the cold air.

Lei Cheng's reaction was very fast. If he didn't kill the lion, he would definitely turn around and pounce on him, which was only half a meter away from him. However, a big mistake was also made in an instant.

Nervously, he fired all the bullets in the magazine in one breath, so that when he pulled the plate machine again, only the sound of the impact of the machine spring came from the gun chamber.

Lei Cheng had two full magazines on hand, and in just a few more seconds, he could skillfully complete the entire loading process. However, the previously injured human-faced lion had rushed to the front and would not give him any chance.

Staring with blood-red eyes, Lei Cheng subconsciously quickly grabbed the shark shooting gun next to him. However, when the sharp spear tip was just raised to his waist and abdomen, the oncoming lion had already opened its mouth and rushed to his chest. The two rows of fangs shining under the headlights were so hideous, and the dirty saliva mixed with the smell of rotten corpse flesh was so stinking, which was enough to make people suffocate.

Lei Cheng had no time to resist. At that moment, the only thing he could do was close his eyes in despair.

"Hao—"

A crisp gunshot woke Lei Cheng from the dream of death. When he opened his eyes, he was surprised to find that the human-faced lion who rushed into the air was already lying on the side, wailing miserably, scrambling on the ground with four claws. A deep black blood hole the size of a finger suddenly appeared on the giant covered by thick mane. Although it was not as fatal as it was, it also caused serious injuries to the lion.

Lei Cheng didn't think much about it, and quickly stepped forward, aimed the long spear tip of the shark shooting gun at the center of the head of the lion, and pulled the motor spring desperately. The gun arrow made of fine steel easily penetrated through the fragile flesh under the huge thrust, nailing the hideous and terrifying strange lion head firmly to the cold ground.

After picking up the assault rifle that he had thrown away and reloading it with the magazine, Lei Cheng ran to the wreckage of the car and looked at the half-dead soldier stuck between the body and the wall with a complicated expression. His obviously trembling hands also held a warm "Five Seven" pistol. It was his gun that pulled Lei Cheng back from the edge of life and death.

"I can't save you alone... Besides, you can't live long."

"I know……"

A forced smile appeared on the soldier's pale face. He saw him take out a leather soft bag from his bloody chest with difficulty: "Help... help me... send this... to... the Fourth Militia Company... hurry... fast..."

Lei Cheng nodded slightly, without saying a word, and reached out to take the bag with a solemn expression on his face.

"That's all, is there anything else I want me to help you?"

"...yes." The soldier gritted his teeth, threw the gun in his hand, and snorted: "Give me... good luck..."

People who are cut off from the waist are in great pain. They must endure severe pain before dying. The nerves connected to the muscles, internal organs and bones are extremely sensitive. Such torture often lasts for several minutes or even longer. In this case, many people often die not because of the loss of necessary physical functions. They are dying of severe pain from the nerve center.

Lei Cheng did not hesitate. He grabbed the pistol and raised it high, and pointed the plate machine hard at the center of the soldier's eyebrows, which were covered with sweat. At this time, too much talk was simply unnecessary torture. A happy death was the best relief for the victims.

"I can help you, but who can help me?"

Lei Cheng, who had lowered his muzzle, murmured, and barely pinned his pistol to his waist. He walked to the dead soldier and started rummaging around his body.

Four B5 anti-infantry grenades, six full AK magazines, a "Five Seven" pistol with six rounds of bullets, plus three military high-heat compression cookies. This is all Lei Cheng's harvest from three bloody corpses.

The bag contains a document stamped with a military pass. The contents require the recipient to rush to the designated location to complete the assembly within the shortest time.

Lei Cheng, who grew up in this city since childhood, knew that the Fourth Militia Company belonged to the reserve force of the Kunming Military Sub-district. As for their base in the suburbs, they were still more than ten kilometers away from him.
Chapter completed!