Manual of Space-Time Interference

When I was young, I never imagined that my life would become what it is now. At that time, I wanted to be a scientist, a teacher, or a scholar.

Until I grew up, I thought, this life will be peaceful, let's just go through it like this, there may be some turbulence, but in general it is calm...

But I never thought that this wave took me to another road, another road I never thought about.

Right now, all I think about is - to live, and then, to change the future...

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"Missile! Lie down!"

Dialect roared, his slightly raised body was pressed down again, his hands were holding his head, and a violent explosion sounded behind him. The sandbag pushed him back fiercely, but he still held his position.

"Guo Zhu! You shoot!" Zhao Cheng covered his head with his hands and roared in Guo Zhu's direction.

The sky was overcast, and the smoke of gunpowder was dispersed in the air. Sand and gravel were lifted up into the sky. Pulled by gravity, they formed a rain curtain and threw themselves towards the ground again.

"Bah!"

Dialect spit out the sand in his mouth, raised the gun again, stretched out slightly, looked at the conspicuous mechanical reptile not far away, pulled the trigger, and pressed his shoulders firmly to prevent the recoil from affecting the accuracy.

"Ding! Duang! Ding! Ding!"

A series of sparks emerged from the surface of the mechanical reptile, and a slight crater appeared on the originally smooth surface, causing Dialect to grin.

"Hey!"

A conspicuous light of fire emerged from the side of the mechanical reptile, cut through the air, and struck in the direction of the dialect.

"boom!"

Guo Zhu finally took advantage of the chaos to fire his second shot. This voice was so moving on this noisy battlefield.

"Pillar, great job!" Zhao Cheng lowered his body, facing Guo Zhu's direction, ready to give his thumbs up, Guo Zhu turned his head slightly, as if he wanted to accept the praise of the two.

After seeing the light of the miniature missile, Dialect shrank down and stuck it on the sandbag, ready to meet the blast of air from the explosion.

He looked in Guo Zhu's direction. There, a mechanical crawler had fallen.

"Hey!"

The expected air wave did not strike, and a sharp sound piercing the air came from the sky. Dialect raised his head, and an afterimage passed over him and flew towards the back. He looked at the direction of the afterimage, horrified. stretched out his hand.

"Do not……"

Dialect's outstretched hand is still in the air, Zhao Cheng's face is still full of joy, his thumb is slightly shrunk, and he hasn't fully stretched out.

"Boom!"

The flames opened in front of Guo Zhu, then quickly contracted, and then with the momentum of destroying everything, it expanded outwards, and the dust rose upwards, and then filled the air.

Guo Zhu, who was lying on the sandbag, was directly lifted up, only before he could subconsciously cover his head with his right hand, he was heavily lifted to the sandbag beside him.

"Pillar!" "Guo Zhu!"

The two roars sounded almost indistinguishably before and after, Zhao Cheng quickly ran over and turned Guo Zhu, who was lying on the ground, over.

"Ta! Tat!"

The gravel fell around due to the effect of gravity, and there was a rustling sound, and the smoke and dust enveloped the sky, looking dilapidated and incomplete...

"How about it?"

Dialect leaned over and asked anxiously, Guo Zhu's chest on the ground heaved slightly, and blood was oozing from his nose and mouth.

"Internal injury, coma, no trauma!" Zhao Cheng roared, "Drag him to the middle, and then smash this pile of scrap iron"

Zhao Cheng gritted his teeth and said, looking at the mechanical reptiles outside with a hideous look on his face.

The bullets shuttled through the sky continuously, piercing the air, and then ran into the distance. Dialect dragged Guo Zhu behind a sandbag, looked at the anti-equipment sniper rifle left in the open space, and shouted, "Cover me, I will take the gun. Take back."

Zhao Cheng followed suit. As the captain, of course, he knew the lethality of an anti-equipment sniper rifle to mechanical reptiles, and roared back, "I count 123, get ready!"

"1, 2, 3!"

Zhao Cheng peeked out from the sandbag he was hiding, and kept firing with his rifle. Dialect lunged in the direction of the anti-equipment sniper rifle with a single stride. He poked his right hand to the side, and rolled with the sniper rifle. , the legs instantly exert force, and they are ejected by inertia.

The bullet, sticking to his body, passed by...

"Hu! Hu!" Fang Yan quickly hid behind the sandbag, exhaled twice, then trotted to Guo Zhu's position and took out all the bullets on him.

The familiar feeling returned to his hand again, and the dialect clenched the anti-material sniper rifle that was almost as tall as himself.

14.5mm caliber, this is what he saw from the caliber of Guo Zhu's bullet.

"Dialect, get rid of that mechanical crawler!" Zhao Cheng pointed in the direction of Guo Zhu, where there was still a mechanical crawler.

Dialect licked his lips, pulled the bolt of the gun, and took a deep breath. The world seemed to be isolated from him. In his ears, only the sound of his own slow breathing was left...

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the dialect quickly shrank down, pulled the bolt again, a shell with residual warmth and a little gunpowder was ejected, and then a new 14.5mm caliber armor-piercing bullet was put on it. .

He looked at the flames flying overhead from time to time, thought for a moment, and ran in the other direction.

"boom!"

On the edge of the sandbag bunker, Dialect took a step forward, quickly turned around and aimed in the calculated direction, looked at the mechanical reptile that appeared in the scope, pulled the trigger, and the recoil caused his upper body to lean back, but was hit by the recoil again. He pulled back instantly~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and hid behind the sandbag.

There were 7 in total, and now 3 have been destroyed, and there are still 4, two in one direction...

"Hu! Hu! Hu!"

Dialect thought, but the top was completely occupied by bullets, and the firepower of the mechanical crawler was also concentrated in his direction, so that he could only shrink his head, and even the gun head could not be extended.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A few loud noises sounded behind and beside him, and the sandbag behind him finally couldn't hold on anymore. After being torn by shrapnel, the yellow sand was swept into the air by the air waves.

Dialect involuntarily rushed forward. He clamped the gun in his hand tightly, and kept rolling to the side when he fell to the ground.

"Puff puff!"

The bullet hit the ground where the sandbag was originally, and then extended into the distance, making a neat row of small pits on the ground. The jumping stray bullet rubbed his cheek and streaked a bloodstain.

"Dialect, there's no time!" Zhao Cheng roared out, and two more aircraft flew from the sky in the distance, and in the surrounding streets, some mechanical reptiles could be seen in the distance, which were constantly gathering here. small battlefield.

"Which direction!"

Dialect shouted at Zhao Cheng,

"North, destroy it!" Zhao Cheng roared, the mechanical crawler in the east has been solved, but more crawler are coming in the distance, and the shopping center is in the northeast.

As long as the two mechanical reptiles in the north are eliminated, it will be safe on the way to the shopping center, because the mechanical crawler in the west will be blocked by the building.

Bullets are constantly flying from the sky above and from the side. The fortifications that were originally relatively solid are now in ruins, and in the distance, mechanical reptiles are constantly approaching...

It's just a Jedi, why should you be afraid, and fight back, that's life...