From the Bird

Mud-colored radiant dust headed straight into the sky.

The fireman sitting on the top of the chariot was gnawing at the root of his teeth, leather gloves twisted the heavy machine gun, and the golden bomb chain swayed in the **** air.

"Rabbit! Come on!"

Flaming bullets flew into the tornado-like radiant dust. The third-order "firethirsty" machine gunner shouted and shouted, and his bloodshot eyes could not tell whether it was fear or anger.

As soon as his voice fell, there was a bang in the dust, and Li Yan Dianguang flint radiated dust from the sky alone!

Hundreds of bullets poured down like a violent storm. Half-suspended Li Yanchi fisted empty-handed, stepped on the mountain ladder like a cannonball and fell to the roof below, followed by one-handed pull up, and rushed to avoid jumping. Passing the scope, the machine gunner from the top of the tank was less than thirty meters away when he got up again!

At this time, the bulky tank gun turned around. Where can Li Yan's shadow be captured?

The submerged machine gunner heard the scream of a steel collision on the roof of the tank, and immediately yelled, took a sixty-centimeter bayonet from under the bulky gun body, and stabbed forward intuitively, just a flower in front of him. Fishy fists filled the eyes!

Li Yan's fist bone was trapped in the face of the machine gunner with half a centimeter, so that when he pulled out his right hand, he brought up sticky black blood.

As for the driver in the tank, he was taken away by a "blood dip".

Uh ~

Li Yan tilted his head, and the tip of a mountain behind was flattened by a bullet.

Several drones swooped in, Li Yan fiercely jumped off the chariot, and two vertical jumps disappeared between the buildings shrouded in smoke and flames.

In situ, except for sporadic corpses. All that remained was the drone spinning back and forth, standing in place with seven full-fledged tanks intact.

...

"If you can avoid it, you don't use the displacement ability. He really can detect the direction of my bullet. This is not something that simple dynamic vision can explain, it's a monster."

Song Zuo sighed, the connector next to him kept ringing, and he accepted.

"Mr. Song?"

The voice of the magic spike came.

"You interrupted the target's left arm?"

"Good luck, it's hard to have a second time."

"You have helped a lot. We have reached the battlefield and will launch an attack on the target immediately. At that time, I hope Mr. Song can cooperate with us."

"I will."

Song Zuo's tone did not fluctuate.

"Except for the basic shooting ability and the large-scale fire strike ability, this man's ability is simply the **** of the battlefield."

Charm could not help but admire.

"In open terrain, even the dynamic vision of the third-tier arm can't keep up with his speed. The monster's intuition made the prediction of cruise shooting weapons all in vain. In addition to the mental impact, the shock-type defense armor. The level cannot be Reaching a certain limit, no more soldiers can surround him, just like the generals in ancient novels. "

"Changshan Zhao Zilong? There are always limits to people ..."

The magic spike was cold.

...

One pit after another was blasted out on the bare hill, and the solemn temple building was ablaze with fire.

The face with the black sword swollen stepped into the **** battlefield where the wreckage was everywhere.

Surrounded by dangerous peaks and sporadic plants, the tall and barren buildings are scattered. Unburned wildfires can be seen everywhere.

"Swollen face, are you in place?"

"I have to get my gear first."

He wore a blue light crystal collar around his neck.

"The strength of the opponent's mental shock is extremely rare. Once a soldier below the fourth level enters the attack range, he will immediately lose his combat ability. The night owl's" phantom vision "ability is killed with almost no room for casting. Your in the action team The close-knife battle ranks first, and this time you want to contain each other, it's up to you. "

"I've watched the combat video in the victim's helmet, and it's not a big problem. That swordplay is flashy."

Face swollen, special operations team Tier 4 arms: chariot ruling.

He and Li Yan are of the same type of ability, both are close-kill monsters.

The swollen face suddenly stopped while talking.

Li Yan was standing by a suspension bridge, still chewing something.

"Oh ~"

Li Yan spit out a green head of radish, licking his teeth between the tips of his tongue: "It seems like there is one more person."

With a swollen face, Pi Xiaorou replied without a smile: "You broke one hand, and the tone is not small."

"Who told you I broke a hand?"

Li Yan said, Qingfeng Jian raised his hand and swollen his face.

Su Ye and Ye Ye died one after another. Although they have no swollen face, they will never make fun of their lives at this juncture. The blood in the blood vessels boils in an instant, and the black sword tears the air and screams, and Li Yan bumped together.

boom!

In the harsh sound of the impact, his face was swollen and his hands swollen and painful, but Li Yan was flew straight out and rolled into a lush Venus fern.

The face was swollen like a thunderous thunder, the sword slashed into the bushes, a sharp blade of sword pierced from the lush grass leaves, and the swollen eyes faced two scarlet rays on the face.

Swords collide!

The figure leaped up from the grass, his body covered with scarlet stripes, a mottled black armor, his face covered by the stern Qianli Xingdou, a sharp sword, and a black short halberd, puffing towards the face, two people Kill a ball.

"Transformation? Arms connected ?! Is the ability of outsiders?"

Recalling Li Yan's words before, his face swollen immediately made this association.

The abilities of outsiders are strange, and their faces are swollen without much doubt.

The moment his face was swollen and Li Yan was discovered, the action team members got news through tactical goggles, together with a variety of automatic weapons and equipment, including self-propelled fire spiders and drones.

boom!

A low-speed grenade blew behind the black rider, and the flames shone, and the black rider roared.

The bullet's impact kinetic energy can't hurt him, but no matter the five wives and the armor, the flame is his nemesis.

"effective!"

The magic spike rushing to the battlefield secretly made a fist.

Occupying a high place, Mei Hu, carrying a new sniper rifle, frowned and said, "Not quite right, how can I feel that his actions are not as sharp as before?"

A dark spot hovered behind her head, and Mei Hu noticed it but didn't care, just as an ordinary wild mosquito.

Six action members fired in succession. Each time a grenade hit, it caused a violent explosion. The black riding ghost flew to the suspension bridge like a weed, and even the Qingfeng sword escaped.

The action team member raised his muzzle, and the black riding ghost who fell into despair turned back and split the bridge rope, grabbed the bridge with his other hand, the suspension bridge tens of meters long collapsed, and the black riding ghost's body swung into the cliff.

The wind was violent, and the vision flashed suddenly in the black riding ghost's eyes that quickly switched over the cliff. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a slashing knife drew in from his waist and eyes, and pierced his chest!

The swollen face suddenly appeared from behind the black rider, both of them fell off the cliff. The black rider grabbed the bridge, and the weight of the swollen one hundred and fifty kilograms was all on the sword that pierced the black rider!

The magic spike is standing on the edge of the cliff, with a black heavy gun in his hand, and the black riding ghost's head more than a hundred meters in the sight.

Toot ~

The contact signal sounded, and the magic spike narrowed his eyes and chose to connect.

"I'm Song Zuo. The armor man is the target's accomplice, not the target himself."

The head of Mo Sui blasted from Tian Linggai to the tail bone. He didn't even question the old man in Song, but asked in anger: "Why not say it earlier ?!"

"I made an oral report with the Black Star Chariot before, and you were there. The special operations team's channel was inconsistent with the public channel, and you didn't give me a channel password. I couldn't get in. Actually, I just found out, The action team took my word for it. By the way, now your contact signal is 15 minutes you dialed me, the number is encrypted, and I will dial back to contact you. Otherwise, I ca n’t find this private number Here. "

As I was saying, on the eyepieces of the team members, Mei Hu's life signal suddenly darkened.

The magic spike was smashing, and he twisted the neck of the blood vessel to turn his head. At the same time, a violent gunshot rang through the mountains again!

All the soldiers looked back in horror, about five or six seconds, half of the corpse fell from the barren roof of the barren building 400 meters away. From the perspective of the long legs and the sturdy buttocks, the corpse was 80% of its body size during his lifetime. Above **** woman.

...

Li Yan wiped the dirty blood on his face and looked around for a while, but found nothing.

In his several breaths that killed Mei Hu, a deadly bursting sniper bomb fired in like ghosts, trying to blow the two to pieces at the same time, but with no success, only the upper body of Mei Hu was smashed.

What he was looking for in the beginning was Song Zuo. Under the spy of the old man, the main force of the black star chariot was still too dangerous.

I did not expect to find another sniper by accident, Li Yan naturally did not let go.

It is ridiculous that since the beginning of the war, the damage and oppression caused by the fourth-tier elites of the Black Star chariot to Li Yan have not caught up with the left-tier third-tier **** warriors of Song Zuo.

Mei Hu praised Li Yan as the **** of the battlefield. Actually, Song Zuo, who spent his whole life in the **** of killing and artillery, may be more worthy of this title than him.

Li Yan took a deep breath and walked to the edge of the rooftop. He was obviously exhausted, but his sense of oppression was stronger than at the beginning.

The wind was so loud that Li Yan stared at the dead white in the distance.

No matter what happened there, the signs of fruit shedding also represented the end.

I have to get out of here as soon as possible.

"One captain, one with a knife, three left."

He once again set his sights on the battlefield, those members of the action team.

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