While Count Dracula was speaking, fierce gunfire and several small explosions erupted from a deep cave not far from the camp.
Barney and his crew stumbled out of the cave, pursued by a large group of vampires wearing strange Combat Suits.
The energy weapons in their hands unleashed a barrage of pale blue pulse rounds, blasting craters all over the ground around Barney's group.
Count Dracula was clearly a little surprised that Barney and his men had fought their way out of the cave. But his vampire instincts told him that several humans were still inside.
Straightening up, he looked at Professor Wilson, who still wore a smile, and nodded. "Once I've dealt with those rats, I'll make you one of my descendants..."
As he spoke, Count Dracula looked toward the woods behind Professor Wilson. Turning around, he sneered. "Five Snipers. How many can they kill..."
Professor Wilson watched Count Dracula, who seemed about to head back into the cave, and shook his head with a smile. "You've never managed to cure yourself of your arrogance...
This isn't decades ago. This is the modern age of technology. You might not even know how your soldiers who attacked Hydra's castle died."
Count Dracula turned to Professor Wilson, looking puzzled. "You mean that big ship?
You want it to bomb us?"
Professor Wilson glanced at the vampire warriors emerging from the woods, then shook his head. "No. Bombing you wouldn't benefit me.
My goal has always been to rescue Mina.
You're cold-blooded creatures. If you hid in the woods or the cave, you'd actually be hard to find. But now you've all come out..."
Professor Wilson looked at Count Dracula's puzzled expression and smiled, shaking his head. "That Helicarrier wasn't built to bomb things. It was built to strike precise targets..."
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