Blind sniping without vision is irrational, at least if you don't have a chance to make a mistake.

So, now Ibo's order is wise.

But these people just don't know what kind of hole cards their opponents have......

"Fire curtain ~ disperse!!"

Mo Xie roared in his heart, he wouldn't use the flames to cover his tracks if it hadn't been for the fact that burrowing into the sand would have severely slowed down his speed.

This hand is still blue on the one hand, and the more important thing is that he will still be covered by the fire net when he is hidden under the 'fire curtain', and even after this hand is used, the next time he encounters someone from the umbrella company, the other party will definitely be on guard.

The speed of the 'fire curtain' was very fast, and in a few breaths it crossed the entire road, and Mo Ye was also "on fire", and he could completely resist and sprint under the condition that the opponent's snipers were collectively "dumb fire".

"God......

At this time, Mo Xie didn't think about what the effect of his hand falling into the eyes of those in the convoy was, and what kind of sequelae would be after all this was over, who would dare to keep his hand in the face of a strong enemy at this time?

As a result, everyone in the convoy opened their mouths wide to look at Mo Xie who was acting as a shield (at least that's how they understood it) like a fire god possessing him, and for a while all kinds of "gods" and "miracles" and the like continued to cry.

However, the exclamation returned to the exclamation, and the spectators also returned to the spectators, and at this time, Alice and Claire were in the team, and no one dared to show their heads outside the window.

The rain of bullets was a little more violent, as if it wanted to cut down the pavement.

"No! Hurry! Don't let him get close! Don't stop suppressing fire! Sniper with rockets! Melee position ready to fight!"

With a three-faceted almost "God's perspective", Ibo felt his temples 'pound' and get closer and closer to the frequency of the gunshots in his headphones.

His eyes were red as he looked at the figure surrounded by flames in the bird's-eye view, and due to the delay in the satellite perspective, the picture on the screen was still at the point where Mo Ye had just rushed to the center of the road.

The image of the grid is distorted by the target moving too fast, and it seems to mock the pre-apocalyptic esports god.

"Damn, prejudge! prejudge!" Ipo tapped the keyboard a few times, as if trying to smash it through, and as he tapped on the screen, the 'Tyrant' he controlled dropped the Gatling in his hand and replaced it with a weapon that looked like an enlarged version of the shotgun.

"Pounds!"

Pull the trigger, and the gun's roar overpowered all of its peers.

"Points!"

Just crossed the highway Mo Ye roared in his heart again, as his mind reached, the 'fire curtain' split into three like cell division, and three huge fireballs rushed towards the source of the rain of bullets at the same time, and Mo Ye was very "anti-human" hiding in the fireball on his left.

There is a delay in the satellite perspective, but Mo Ye's perception has no delay at all at such a short distance, and when the sniper on the opposite side changes to a rocket, and a certain 'tyrant' changes to a weapon that doesn't look very safe, Mo Xie makes a decision-

At this time, if you are hit by the enemy's "high-power weapon" and lose the speed of the sprint, the end will definitely be ugly, and it will not be enough to die, but this wave of losses is certain.

There is the "Holy Scripture", the big deal is to give up the body and rush into the enemy formation and then pay for repairs, the whole scene is very bloody.

But what does the saying say?

"You have your Zhang Liangji, I have my ladder to cross the wall", in the face of the flames that were split into three groups, the 'tyrant gunmen' also made their own response at the first time.

Without a word of communication, not even a gesture or a look, these 'gods' in front of the screen snapped their mouses.

The two rockets hit the fireballs on either side, and the fireball in the center only met the focus of the firenet.

“Shit……”

Mo Ye didn't know if he should be glad that the firepower network on the road ahead was a little thinner, or lamenting that he was unlucky and was about to take a rocket head-on?!

A thousand words have been turned into words that start with that 'S'.

"Go!"

The sword in the left hand is drawn (in the middle of the head guard in the right hand), and the 'Huolin Sword' is once again used as a "Patriot missile" envoy.

"Boom!"

The rocket exploded before it could reach his body, and the aftermath of the explosion slightly blew open the 'fire curtain' that 'supported' Mo Ye, revealing his eyes that had dimmed with silver light at this time.

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

Mo Xie roared in his heart, he could feel that his spiritual power was almost at the bottom.

"Made, if it weren't for the suppressed power, Lao Tzu would have been able to play you to death!"

At this moment, Mo Xie secretly made up his mind - when the punishment mode is over, he must enter "Biochemistry" again to abuse the scum of the umbrella company.

Murderous intent filled his eyes.

At this time, the distance between the two sides was no more than 100 meters.

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"Bastard, what do you want?!"

The door of the room was violently broken, and the door made of bulletproof glass was shattered to the ground at this time, and some shards even smashed on the "innocents" who were sitting in the room defenselessly.

Isaacs roared, and behind him stood two bodyguards with loaded guns.

"What do you want?!" the warm liquid slowly left behind the back of his neck, and Ibo, who was sitting with his back to the door, ripped off his headphones and slapped at Isaac, who was angry.

Ipo touched the blood that flowed from the back of his neck, and the bright red color of his hands and the pain of forgetting the glass on the back of his neck for a moment caused him to lose his mind for a moment.

He wasn't a person who easily lost control, and he would never have spoken to Isaacs like this if he hadn't stayed up all night and was "shot" for no reason.

At this moment, Ibo's IQ and EQ are infinitely close to zero, but this state comes and goes quickly, and his brain immediately cooled down after Ibo slapped the table and shouted the standard "Celestial Empire War Language".

The temperature of his brain broke the meter in the last second, and he suddenly woke up when he saw the angry face of Isaacs and the disbelief in his eyes in the next second.

However, it was too late, the words had already been spoken, and it was difficult to collect it.

"I'll keep you alive! What the hell are you going to get rockets?!" Unexpectedly, the scene in the standard ending where Isaacs pulls out his gun and collects his head, he is stunned for a moment, and takes a deep breath, as if to calm his emotions that have not yet been calmed down when he just broke down the door.

At the last moment, Ibo's aura was too much, and he shocked Isaacs all of a sudden.

"Doctor, the other party is tough, the rockets can't kill him. Ipo lowered his head and motioned to Isaacs to look at the screen, which was replaying the scene of Mo Xie intercepting the rocket with the 'Fire Lin Sword'.

"It's this!!"

Watching Mo Ye, who was guarded by flames, throw out the sword in his hand and accurately hit the rocket in mid-air, watching the raindrops of bullets hit Mo Ye's right arm as if hitting a steel plate, and watching Mo Ye rely on the "blinding method" to cover his rapidly moving figure in the rain of bullets, Rao is Isaacs, a man who has seen "Alice's million ways to die in the laboratory", couldn't help but tremble.

His tremors were half of fear and half of excitement.

However, he didn't notice at all at this time that it was he, a layman who could only do research, who disturbed the control of the controllers over the 'tyrants', and interrupted the command of the captain Ibo, who had caused a terrible result......

In less than ten breaths, Mo Ye's figure had already broken through to a position less than 20 meters away from the team.