Chapter 101: Like Crying

This behavior is indeed despicable.

However, it is convenient for Arno at this time.

He leaned against the wall and tried his best to hear the voice of the person besides the sound of rain.

"Here... hole... exploded..."

Intermittent words came into Arno's ears.

Although the words were incoherent, Arno was just confirming it out of caution. The content was not important.

At this time,

Since there was only one person outside the door.

Then Arno was about to start preparing for the main show.

He deliberately spent a scroll, not for a prank.

As long as one person walked out of this door, Arno would have a way to enter this door.

The door was now open.

Although the group of people did not dare to come out directly, they still had the courage to wait and see.

Now Arno could not go directly to the door, otherwise he would face dozens of eyes directly and expose himself completely.

The first thing to do now is to lead the other party to this blind spot.

For this, Arno had already planned.

Now the person who came out to investigate was very sensitive to all the disturbances around him.

As long as he made a little noise, he could lead the other party to this corner.

Although this corner was in a blind spot, it was very close to the gate, so this person would not be too vigilant about it.

"Well, let's get started."

Arno's approach was simple and rough.

Making a noise, isn't that easy?

He took out a pistol from his arms and fired a machine gun at the sky without hesitation.

"Bang bang bang bang bang--"

The sound of gunfire continued to echo around.

The heavy rain slightly concealed the sound of the gunfire, but it could not completely cover up the sound.

The sound spread in the void and reached the gate directly.

Logically speaking, at this time, the other party should have chosen to go out in full force after hearing the gunfire.

But before that, Arno did something with the bullet.

Although the power of the bullet was not reduced, the sound was very dull and not sharp.

Compared with ordinary gunshots, this sound is more like the sound of something hitting the wall.

Although it is strange, it will not cause people to overreact like gunshots.

"..."

After firing the gun, Arno put the pistol back into his arms.

Then, he looked up at the sky.

The raindrops formed a very tight net.

However, there were still some gaps.

Although the distribution of each raindrop was different, the change was not big.

Arno stretched out his hand towards the slightly gap.

Dingdang,

After a few seconds, several bullets fell from the sky into Arno's hands, colliding with each other and making a pleasant sound.

Arno took a rough look and found that the number was not wrong.

"If this thing is found, it will be a bit troublesome."

Arno put the shell into his pocket and muttered.

What he is using now is not the standard pistol from the corrector he used before, but a pistol belonging to Arno himself.

You know, every gun and bullet in the Empire has a unique mark on it, representing the owner and number.

If someone picked up Arno's bullet here later, he would have no way to explain why he was here.

The Empire's technological level can infer the approximate time of shooting through the gunpowder residue in the shell.

"Although the possibility of being discovered is not great, we can't be careless."

Arno shook his head.

At this time, his ears moved slightly.

A slight sound of footsteps slightly covered by the sound of heavy rain came into his ears.

After hearing Arno's gunshot, just as he expected, the man came to check the situation.

Arno moved his feet and hid himself by the wall.

At this time, the light was dim, and with the shadow of the wall, Arno was difficult to be discovered.

The other party was unlikely to carry large-scale lighting equipment, at most a small flashlight, and it was impossible to discover Arno in the first time.

Just as Arno thought.

Just after he hid himself a little, a not-so-bright flashlight light appeared from the corner.

After that, about a few seconds later, a fully armed soldier came over.

Arno followed the light of his flashlight and squinted his eyes to look at the soldier's clothes.

The soldier's cuffs were sealed with a pattern of two crossed swords, which was a badge that only belonged to the public security department.

He really came to the right place this time.

"Huh~"

Exhaling lightly, Arno looked at the soldier's cautious expression and smiled.

Without hiding anymore, Arno walked out directly.

"Who!?"

The other party was stunned, and his good manners made him react immediately and pointed the flashlight in the direction of the sound.

At the same time, his other hand also took out a gun and pointed it forward.

However, this was still not enough for Arno.

The light of the flashlight seemed to be distorted in an instant, and the soldier's vision was also trance.

Immediately, before he could react, a sharp pain began to spread from his abdomen to his whole body.

“Puff.”

The soldier spat out a mouthful of blood.

His eyes rolled up, revealing the whites of his eyes.

His body lost strength for a short time, causing his hands to loosen, and both the pistol and the flashlight slipped out of his grasp.

Arno did not miss this opportunity and immediately retracted his elbow that had hit the opponent's abdomen.

Arno grabbed the pistol and flashlight that were still in the air.

Then, there was no pause in his movements.

Arno held the pistol in his right hand and pointed the flashlight at the soldier's pupils with his left hand.

Under the strong light, he suddenly woke up.

However, when he woke up, he saw only a smiling man and a pistol pointing at his forehead.

He was very familiar with the pistol, which was his own pistol.

"Who... are you?"

The soldier had not yet recovered from the pain and asked in an extremely weak voice.

Arno did not answer him, but glanced at the pistol first.

"The third generation of the Imperial White Death."

"Your equipment is good."

"But there is one thing that is not good - it is too noisy."

After saying this, Arno put the flashlight in his chest pocket and freed his hands to feel around the soldier.

The White Death is a pistol that focuses on penetration. Although it has great lethality, it also has a lot of noise and recoil.

Generally, people who carry this kind of gun always have a silencer as standard, just in case.

"Found it."

Arno took out the silencer from the other party's trouser pocket.

Without any hesitation, Arno installed the silencer on the muzzle in front of the other party.

"Then, everything is ready."

Arno smiled and looked at the soldier.

"What... do you want to do?"

The other party's pupils shrank, and he asked as if he had noticed something.

"You are really interesting for asking questions even though you know the answer."

Arno explained with a warm smile on his face.

"Of course, I want to kill you."

The moment the words fell.

His finger on the trigger lightly pressed.

Bang.

The almost silent sound of a gunshot.

Blood splattered and mixed with the rain.

It was as if,

the heavens were crying.