Being obsessed with killing, I became a knife crusher

Nagant Revolver coughed slightly and signaled the saboteur to enter mission status.

"Ha, just some weak ordinary people, I don't need any help at all."

The executioner held the knife in his hand and showed a confident and mad smile.

"That's the best case scenario."

Nagant Revolver did not go out to complain to the executioner, but followed the executioner's character. She knew very well that it was unrealistic to tame a rebellious iron-blooded leader in such a short time. It was enough to complete the task perfectly this time, even if she silently Yin planned to let her teach the destroyers and executioners life lessons, so there was no rush for this mission.

............

Back in time a few minutes ago.

"Ah wow wow wow, I said we don't need to be in such a hurry, right??? We have enough time."

Wilder MK762, who was forced to run away by M2, asked speechlessly.

"Completing the mission as soon as possible is a rule that must be followed. You should not be lazy during the battle."

"Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you. The ones I'm not good at dealing with are you over-serious guys."

Wilder MK2 had no choice but to compromise, mainly because she felt a faint and heart-stopping aura from M762, and her carelessness in facing the task might make her turn around and push herself to the ground and beat her up.

Chapter 122 You guys are so dirty when it comes to tactics.

If he was beaten for laziness in a task, I'm afraid there would be no excuse even if he went to Moyin.

"We have entered the sight of the sniper unit. Be careful not to be exposed."

Following the reminder from Wilder MK2, M762 instantly reduced its speed, and then quickly approached the outer defense line of the stronghold with the help of dexterous bunkers.

Soon, M762 and Wilder MK2 avoided the patrolling outer members and entered the building.

"It's not easy for you to move inside the building. Wait for me here for three minutes. I'll go to the roof and kill the four snipers. Then I'll come back to you."

Wilder MK2 asked in a low voice.

"Then my hiding place will be this room for the time being."

M762 violently thrust the bayonet finger on his hand into the keyhole of the house next to him and twisted it, and the door lock was violently unlocked.

There was a creaking sound as the door opened, and then the figure of M762 sneaked into the room like a gray mist. There were three strong men in the room who were lying on the floor and sleeping soundly. No one was disturbed by M762's sneaking in. Sensing an approaching threat.

After closing the door gently, M762 walked up to a sleeping man. The bayonet on his hand stabbed into the man's brain. Then he turned his wrist and the blade of the bayonet shattered the other man's brain. Brain, the deceased lost his precious life before he even had time to cry out in pain.

After repeating the same trick and killing the remaining two men, M762 dug out two packs of cigarettes from the deceased, then took out a lighter, lit the cigarettes one by one and threw them on the ground.

Soon, the faint smell of blood in the room was covered up by the strong smell of cigarette smoke.

After doing all this, M762 hid behind the door, hiding her figure in the darkness, so that if anyone else entered the house to investigate, she could kill them silently as soon as possible.

On the other side, the Wilder MK2, invisible through an optical camouflage cloak, reached the top floor of the stronghold without any hindrance. Four snipers were smoking cigarettes and chatting indifferently.

After carefully approaching the four people, Wilder MK2 took out his branded weapon, and then fired four shots to quickly blow off the four people's heads.

As a tactical doll specialized for spies, her pistol also has the silent function needed for covert operations.

Suffice it to say that with the door closed, none of the guards in the building could hear her gunfire.

"Kukuku, you are indeed an excellent me. A death blade like me in the dark will never miss."

With a proud smile, Wilder MK2 put on the optical camouflage cloak again, turned around and left the roof.

Soon, Wilder MK2 and M762 reunited in the room where they had just separated.

"I've taken care of the snipers upstairs. Now it's time to rob the leader of the stronghold. Are you ready?"

Wilder MK2 asked. Just now it was just an appetizer for the combat mission, and then he would need the M762 to fight his way out with real swords and guns.

"It's 3:27 now. There are still 3 minutes left before Nagant and the others take action. Wait a moment and I'll create a fire."

Seeing that Wilder MK2 had completed its mission of hunting snipers, M762 immediately pulled the quilt from under a corpse, then pressed one end of it under a wooden table, placed the other end next to the door, and then picked up the clothes on the ground. He poured some wine on the front half of the quilt from the wine bottle he held.

"Wow, aren't we going to secretly kidnap the local leaders? Your arson is too high-profile."

Wilder MK2 stared at M762 who was making fire prevention preparations, and complained speechlessly.

"Every enemy we encounter after we walk out of this door must be killed. From the perspective of the final solution, it is no problem if this is a covert operation."

"The fire here will buy us a certain amount of time, and the internal panic will also make Nagant Revolver's mission easier to a certain extent. Okay, take me to the room where the leader is. I will tell you who I meet on the way. Kill them all.”

M762 walked out of the house, then lit a match and threw it into the house.

The alcohol-stained bedding immediately burst into flames, and the firelight illuminated M762's lovely face. The cold look on it made Wilder MK2 feel a little strange.

"Hey, how did you, a slave, escape!!!!"

As soon as they walked out of the house, a man wearing pajamas and a cigarette in his mouth walked out from the corner. When he saw the two of them, he immediately scolded them in his eyes.

In fact, in order to meet their physiological needs, they would capture some women from time to time and bring them back as slaves, so this man was not very wary of M762.

M762 suddenly kicked off the ground and rushed to the man like a vigorous cheetah. With his right hand forward, the bayonet penetrated the man's throat, making him unable to make a sound anymore.

Seeing the blood constantly spilling from his mouth and the severe pain coming from his throat, the man trembled unwillingly and struggled a few times.

Until his death, he never understood how a slave who was usually obedient could move at such a weird speed. The pain in his body made the man scream for help, but the bayonet finger that had sealed his vocal cords did not call for help. Opportunity.

M762 dragged the body back to the door of the house with its small figure, threw the body directly into the room where the fire was already burning, and then closed the door of the room.

Then the two of them followed the simple map drawn by Wilder MK2 and headed to the lounge where the leader was.

When the two men rushed to the third floor, a loud explosion sounded from the first floor.

"Eh?? Are you starting to use bombs now??"

The sudden explosion startled Wilder MK2, fearing that the somewhat unreliable saboteur had mistaken the detonation time of the bomb.

"Don't worry, it was the explosion of the glass wine bottle I left in the corner of the room. The explosion will attract all the people on the first floor. Soon they will find that there is a fire and start working hard to put out the fire."

"We just need to take advantage of this time to quickly suppress and transfer the enemy's leader. This is a simple tactic."

M762 explained calmly while quickly approaching the leader's lounge on the map.

"Wow, you still play like this? You guys have a dirty mind when it comes to tactics."

Wilder MK2 commented somewhat sympathetically.

"As long as it can win the victory for Commander and 416, I will use it no matter how despicable the method is."

M762 replied without wavering.

Chapter 123 Silly Destroyer

At this time, the first floor of the stronghold was indeed in chaos as M762 expected.

A group of men were awakened from their sleep by the sound of explosions. They rushed out of the room with guns before even putting on their clothes. When they saw that their companions' dormitory was on fire, they hurriedly returned to their own rooms to dig out basins and other containers and began to collect them. Water puts out fire.

No one noticed that the four snipers on the roof and the four people in the room had quietly lost their lives.

At this time, the three Nagant Revolvers also arrived at the outer area of ​​the stronghold.

"Then, executioner, please clear the way."

As soon as Nagant Revolver finished speaking, the executioner had already drawn his sword and rushed out quickly.

Seeing a figure suddenly jump out of the dark night, the man in charge of the guard planned to raise his gun and shoot without saying a word.

But as soon as he raised the rifle with both hands, a head full of panic flew into the air.

"Trash fish are so boring to chop, so humans are really fragile creatures."

These were the words that the head flying in the air heard at the end of his life. He couldn't understand what exactly hit him.

Just like the name of the executioner, in the next 5 minutes, death came to all the guards guarding the outside of the stronghold. No one could escape the executioner's slashing attack with afterimage... not even He couldn't even fire a gun to remind his companions.

"It's done, let's go. When we cleared the area near the front door, I saw a room on the first floor on fire. Everyone inside seemed to be putting out the fire."

The executioner opened his mouth to report.

"It looks like the Wilder MK2 and M762 who set off first created chaos for us. Let's take advantage of the chaos to sneak in and quickly place the explosives and retreat."

Nagant Revolver quickly issued the order, and the three of them took advantage of the chaotic stronghold to quickly arrive at the location where the explosives were planted.

"Wow!!! We didn't meet anyone. Is this special operations? I thought we had to kill them all before we could plant the explosives!"

The saboteur excitedly took out the explosives to be used from his backpack and began to place them.

Most of the battles she conducted in the past were to take a large number of assigned iron-blooded low-level consumption units to patrol or encircle Griffin's humanoids. She had never conducted such novel special operations. She never knew that combat could also It's such a fun thing.

"If you kill all the targets, is it still necessary to plant explosives?"

Nagant Revolver complained with a speechless expression.

"Oh, that's true, then why don't we just kill them all?"

"With my suppressive fire combined with the executioner's speed, no one can beat us."

The destroyer asked doubtfully.

"Precisely because no one can beat it, human beings will choose to run away when faced with this desperate reality."

"Although we can kill anyone, it is unrealistic for just three people to kill hundreds of people. Once they all think about escaping, something will slip through."

"And the commander wanted to kill them all, so he gave us this mission mode."

Nagant Revolver explained patiently that she found the Destroyer to be a little silly and cute.

"Wow, is that why? You get the greatest results with the least effort. Is it possible that the commander is a very powerful person?"

Destroyer asked in surprise.

"Of course... He can even fight with the serious aircraft carrier lady. If we go up, the aircraft carrier lady can slap us flat with one paw."

"I'm not talking about combat effectiveness, but about intelligence!"

After placing the explosives, the saboteur stood up and clapped his hands.

"Keep quiet for now, move to the next settlement and then make small talk."

Unfortunately, as soon as the three of them went out this time, they saw a man holding a bucket appear from the corner.

"Woman??? Come quickly and help put out the fire."

The man shouted hurriedly, and the executioner rushed forward, and the sharp blade instantly penetrated the man's throat.

"open the window."

The executioner said coldly, and Nagant Revolver quickly opened the corridor window.

While the vandal was wondering what the two men were planning to do by opening the window, the executioner had already thrown the man's body out the window.

"Follow."

After shouting at the dazed saboteur, Nagant Revolver and Executioner ran towards the next explosive placement point again.

"Oh, here we come."

The Destroyer hurriedly trotted all the way to catch up with Nagant Revolver and Executioner.

Soon, the three of them arrived at the second explosive placement site.

"Then continuing the topic just now, you ask me whether the commander is smart..."

"Well, judging from my many years of work experience, there is no doubt that the commander is a very cautious person. Perhaps on some things that should be done freely, his pace may be slower, but more stable."

"Although this sometimes leads to missed opportunities, since he has invested so many resource points for us to strengthen our individual combat effectiveness, the missed opportunities can be made up for by our combat effectiveness that far exceeds that of humans in this world."

"The most important thing is that he can listen to the suggestions of his subordinates and adopt them. This is a very good character."

"The person in charge of command always feels that he has done nothing wrong and is unwilling to admit his mistakes. In the end, he carries out a wrong battle order. This will most of the time be accompanied by a lot of losses... regardless of combat power. It’s good in terms of both aspects and financial resources.”

Nagant Revolver paused. The phantoms of her dead comrades in the past appeared in front of her eyes, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

"On the battlefield, the saddest thing is that your superiors give you the wrong combat order. You know it is wrong, but you still have to carry it out, and you have to watch yourself and your teammates die step by step... ….There’s nothing worse than this.”

Nagant Revolver sighed and said somewhat sadly.

"Then why don't you run away? Since you know it's wrong, won't you be able to survive if you run away?"

The destroyer asked in confusion.

"It's useless. Once you escape, you will be wanted by your own side as a traitor. The same goes for deserters. Without the support of ammunition and rations, sooner or later you will be dealt with by the team responsible for cleaning up."

"No one will care if that order is correct because of your death, and no one will listen to your explanation."