A stealth unmanned reconnaissance tracker, an unmanned fighter, and a stealth aerial vehicle, such a lineup can be said to be quite luxurious to conceal and track a group of nine mercenaries with remnants. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Templar Legion was also forced to have no choice, who let the surveillance screen always have snowflakes rippling and rippling, and they couldn't see it clearly.

It's been a few days since Mo Ye first discovered their existence, and after many attempts to adjust their speed and direction, Mo Ye is sure that this tracking team is eyeing his group.

On the way to the target location on the map, they encountered another team of mercenaries who had been put in, and unlike Mo Ye and the others, these people from different mercenary groups chose to form a sizable team to advance together after encountering.

The two teams were in the same direction, but Mo Ye still deliberately kept a distance from these people, and Magel and Mike chose to stay with Mo Ye and the others without much hesitation.

You must know that the more people gather, the more difficult it will be to control the situation in case of a state of rage and murder.

What's more, both Mager and Mike knew that if the mercenaries knew that the three people they were dragging were not wounded at all, but berserk infected people who were stunned by drugs, they probably wouldn't accept them easily.

Moye suddenly stopped, and Behart and Vincent stopped moving forward, and grabbed Mandel, who had a stuffy head and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Captain?"

Magel and Mike, who were walking in the forefront, also stopped, although they didn't understand why, but they had been following this team for the past few days, which made them deeply feel the strength of the combat ability of this mercenary team, plus the two of them couldn't go far with the disabled people who were not unconscious.

Facing a few puzzled looks, Mo Ye took out the food from his backpack without changing his face, "Rest in place." ”

The crowd "......"

The reaction was unexpected, but no one would object.

Vincent and Behart exchanged a look, and the deputy group would not just stop just to eat something, there was a situation.

Although the daylight of the third ring of Belliver is short, it is a precious time for the mercenaries who are thrown here to move forward or rest, and the remnants of the Zerg here never appear in the daytime, unconsciously giving people the illusion that the day is safe.

The team with a large number of people noticed the behavior of Mo Ye and the others, and someone sneered and laughed, "Squeamish"

"If you're so delicate and hungry, don't be a mercenary. ”

Mo Ye glanced at the three Vincent, very well, except for Mandel, who had buried his head in various genetic data calculations, the other two did not relax their vigilance for a moment, and the fighting state remained good.

On the tracking craft above them, the two Templars looked slightly surprised at the sudden halt of the team on land.

"Did they see danger ahead?"

Their original mission was to leave with three infected bodies, but it ended with the intervention of the Immortal Joan of Arc mercenary group.

An order was added, and they had to stay behind the improvised team of nine.

"The combat effectiveness of these people is very good, but the person in front of them is not so easy to deal with, if we don't know in advance, it is impossible to detect his existence, the spiritual power is too strong, and the possibility of being discovered is extremely small. ”

Speaking of this, the warriors showed some regretful expressions, but unfortunately, the powerful talent was discovered after an irreparable accident, and it was also the moment when the future was announced.

"Damn the Zerg. The warriors cursed in a low voice.

Looking at the group of people who began to rest and eat, the warrior couldn't say whether it was disappointment or anything, and muttered, "Maybe it's really just hungry." ”

"Do you want to warn them?"

"Have you forgotten the order we received not to interfere with the mercenary's actions by any means, which could have some unforeseen consequences. ”

"Yes, sir. ”

This tracking team doesn't really care if they make a move.

Mo Ye was interested in the powerful spiritual power fluctuations in front of her, the fury was full of tyrannical aura, but it also had its own barrier, if it weren't for the other party's mental power fluctuations were too uncalm, she might not be able to discover this mental power fluctuation so quickly.

The aggressiveness of this spiritual power is too strong, with an extremely strong exclusivity, once the spiritual power fluctuations of other creatures enter this range, Mo Ye can pack tickets, and the weak spiritual power will suffer a devastating blow.

And more importantly, this is a fluctuation of human mental power, not any zerg or other creatures.

There is no such person among the mercenaries, at least in the second batch of mercenaries who were cast, Mo Ye can be sure that there is no such a pervert with strong mental power.

Then this person is either a mercenary, or a warrior of the Templar Legion.

Mo Ye's spiritual power encountered great resistance when it covered forward, and the spiritual power attack that frantically counterattacked had an overwhelming momentum.

The spiritual power with a strong murderous attack aura followed the retreating Mo Ye, and was cut off by Mo Ye halfway, frantically looking around.

It's not that far away, and it shouldn't take long.

Well...

Here it comes!

Mo Ye stood up with his eyes closed and tilted his head slightly, looking like a cold and melancholy beautiful young man looking at the sky at a forty-five degree angle and listening to the wind.

The mercenary walking in the distance looked back and said in his heart, although he was squeamish, he had to give full marks for this posture of pretending to be X.

Say it's too late, then it's too fast

Airplanes!

Buzzing!

"Ahh

Vincent and the others also covered their heads almost at the same time, and a huge wave of incomparable strength directly hit their brains, and the whole person seemed to have suffered a heavy blow from someone punching them head-on.

This is still thanks to Mo Ye's ability to resist most of the mental impact, and those mercenaries who rushed forward were more tragic, unsuspecting, dizzy and concussion, nausea and wanted to vomit in the chest, and the whole person was in pain and confusion.

And the Templars on the aircraft still felt a little dizzy even though they were wearing head protectors that were designed to protect against the impact of mental power, and it was rare to have a seasickness experience in the life of an aircraft pilot who had been a flying machine pilot for so many years.

Immediately followed by the overwhelming impact of the spiritual power was the rolling wind and sand, which rose more than ten meters high, and one after another storm rolled into shape and surged wildly.

The attack came too suddenly, and the two mercenaries of Magel were completely stunned, what was going on in broad daylight?

There were few in the mercenary team who could still stand up straight, and they quickly spun around and ran in the opposite direction of the storm.

The attack was even more intense than the Templars on board had expected, and the aircraft jolted in the strong air currents.

"Sir, lose the signal of trackers and unmanned fighters. ”

"Ongoing positioning. ”

"No need. "The pilot, who was staring at the pilot's screen, was not good when he saw the drone in the storm.

The wind swept up the sand and stones, and the sandstorm swirled wildly, forming a towering sandstorm encirclement, and the upward rotation of the sandstorm swept everything wildly, dead wood, bones, stones, everything in the air on the ground could not resist the suction of the sandstorm.

Bang!

The invisible drone fighter was dragged out of the air by a sandstorm to show its figure, and then crushed to pieces.

"Fighter!"

"There are fighter jets here!"

A group of mercenaries looked at the battle chickens in the sky that were crushed and torn apart by the sandstorm whirlwind, and their faces were incredible, this scene, this time period, the amount of information contained in the appearance of an invisible unmanned fighter was too great.

The faces of the fighters on the aircraft were all green, and how the fighters flew over there and were exposed, which was definitely not good news for the Templar Legion.

Mo Ye hooked the corners of his mouth slightly, "Xiao Qi, you did a good job." ”

The controller on the aircraft was very annoyed, he had obviously taken over the remote piloting control of the unmanned fighter to get out of the storm area, who knew that it suddenly lost control, and he was dragged into the eye of the storm to expose his whereabouts.

The mercenaries have a lot of questions in their hearts, and there is a fire burning, but this is not the time to make trouble with the Templar Legion, they have bigger troubles in front of them, what is going on with these howling storms?

The sandstorm swirled around, forming a circular storm wall that surrounded all the mercenaries, and at first they were hit by mental power, causing them to fall into a passive state, and the raiding sandstorm made them dizzy and uncontrollably whirled into it.

"Run, run!"

"Sandstorm, sandstorm is coming!"

Ran all the way to the rear, but when I looked up, the sandstorm was already encircled, and I couldn't find a way out when I escaped, so I could only meet it head-on.

When he had a headache, he raised his eyes and saw such a magnificent scene, as a mercenary with rich combat experience, the first reaction should be to fight back, but the previous mental impact effect was too good, and the dullness of time was enough to establish the advantages and disadvantages in a battle.

This time it was undoubtedly these mercenaries who were at a disadvantage at the beginning.

The mercenaries who had survived the first wave of mental power became the main force of the counterattack, including Prihart and Vincent.

Rumble!

Rumble!

All kinds of attacks came one after another, and the sandstorm could not resist the strong impact and collapsed, and the wind and sand swirled down and scattered, and the sky was full of sand.

Mo Ye stood at the rear of the large army, and felt carefully, it was of no real significance for these sandstorm whirlwinds to be broken, and he could not find the main body of the attack, and there were thousands of sandstorm whirlwinds that could stand up when he broke a sandstorm whirlwind.

The person who controls the impact of mental power is the key.

The sand and stones fly, find the eye of the storm, and all kinds of spiritual skills and combat skills attack a target at the same time, which is amazingly powerful.

However, the second wave of psychic power has struck again, whirling with the sandstorm.

Airplanes!

Buzzing!

"Ah" because of the attack, the psychic power became the most severely injured group, and fell to the ground in pain.

Mo Ye's spiritual power barrier protected several people in his team and did not suffer much damage.

Got it!

At this moment, the Ace Ice Ability, who had been paddling in the eyes of others, had finally made a move.

The cold ice quickly spread and froze around at the foot of the ink night, and the water droplets in the air condensed, and in an instant, the original whistling sandstorm was wrapped in cold ice from the bottom up.

The scorching heat in the air was replaced by a cold breath, and more than a dozen whirlwind-shaped ice whirlwinds stood in the sand and rocks of the wilderness.

This wasn't the purpose of Moye's attack, she wanted to find the person standing behind the wind and sand.

Following the fluctuations of strong and violent mental power, Mo Ye saw the attacker who had lost the cover of the wind and sand, and a man covered in blood and wearing a regimental combat uniform faintly appeared behind the wind and sand.

The other party also saw Mo Ye, the saboteur who thwarted his attack plans, and the warrior's condition seemed to be slightly different from that of the other infected who had fallen into a murderous rage.

Because of his extremely strong mental power, his combat thinking was much sharper than the ones he had encountered before.

It's a pity that it's really a very, very difficult thing to crush Mo Ye in the matter of mental power confrontation.

This person was almost at the Holy Level, and the Templar Legion was willing to exile a warrior who might become a Holy in such a place.

What Mo Ye didn't know was that the Templars didn't know that this ordinary soldier had such potential, otherwise they wouldn't have sent him to participate in the war in a dangerous area that had been confirmed to be a possible virus.

There are countless ways to defeat this person, but in order to keep the vest in front of everyone, the range of options has been narrowed down a lot.

The two powerful spiritual forces collided with each other, pitying the other people who were forced to watch, if there was no special head spiritual power protector, the energy impact of the two spiritual forces escaping was tantamount to a terrible spiritual impact for others.

The strong oppressive nature makes everyone's brain reaction slow down, and they can only watch stupidly.

Including the Templars who witnessed everything from the aircraft, they were not affected much because they were wearing protective gear and there were flying machines as buffers far away, but they were still dumbfounded and stunned.

"This mental power..."

"This mental power is too strong..."

They were still hesitating to find a way to lure these mercenaries away, but they didn't expect that there was no need at all, this mercenary named Blake was mentally strong enough to confront that person head-on.

Although their mental power was not strong, they knew with the naked eye that the impact of that person's mental power had no effect on Blake.

Then something even more stunned happened, the man was captured alive, captured alive, captured alive, such an unbelievable thing kept replaying in their minds.

They initially thought it would be a one-sided abuse, but the two sides went head-on, and when they thought it would be evenly matched, the battle ended quickly.

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ps,The author was dragged to the suburbs today.,Go out early in the morning.,Arrived home at night.,The second half is a little messy and it's too late to modify.,Let's do it first (┬_┬) (To be continued.) )