Chapter Seventy-Three: Fighting, Joy
"Huh!?"
Yan Jiawei looked at Cui Yifei, who was shouting too high at him, and was puzzled for a moment, and then came to his senses.
"Yes."
Scold~
Rumble~
However, he woke up too late, a white laser with a diameter of one meter thick shot from a distance, piercing through the tactical plane he was in in the blink of an eye, and he was beaten to ashes before he even had a chance to scream, and then the tactical plane that lost its pilot and was detonated exploded instantly, leaving a large fireball floating in the air.
Cui Yifei slammed on the bulkhead.
"Bastard! This guy is too careless. ”
"Jiawei!"
Storm 2, who has the best relationship with Storm 3, couldn't help but lose his voice when he saw the death of his friend. The faces of the others are also very ugly, they are all elites who stand out among thousands of people, they originally thought that a green-level reconnaissance mission could be said to be captured, but they didn't expect to lose one person as soon as they came into contact.
Hou Wenchao's face was not much better, but after hundreds of missions, he had long been numb to the death of his teammates, and all he could do was to make these recruits who had not experienced the test of life and death mature quickly.
"What are you afraid of, there will be no lasers when you rush to the enemy."
Qin Xuanqi didn't have much feeling about the so-called death of his teammates, first of all, they were not familiar, and secondly, he didn't regard himself as an elite, so there was no so-called frustration. He is well aware that there are only the living and the dead on the battlefield, and the dead elite are just dead people.
The operational tactical plane landed on a small three-story building, and after choosing a sniper point, Qin Xuanqi asked his other surviving partner:
"Where's the target ray?"
"1200 in front left, in front of the broadcast bureau."
Li Jiamin quickly told Qin Xuanqi the light-level coordinates he had just recorded, and at the same time transmitted the image.
Qin Xuanqi turned the muzzle of the gun slightly, and saw three green-skinned humanoid BETs with big eyes on a road, this light-level BETA is different from other BETAs, it is the only long-range attack class in the BETA, the number is also very small, but it is also very ugly, not to mention a deformed person, there are two black holes on the head, there is nothing, how disgusting and disgusting.
"See, lock."
Within 3,000 meters of the distance, under the locking of the fire control radar, three red squares appeared in Qin Xuanqi's retina, fixed on the three big heads.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The 120MM anti-aircraft gun quickly spewed out three red lights, and the three rays on the road were unexpectedly blown into minced meat all over the ground.
"What about the other two?"
"On the other side of a hill, it can't be locked."
"Tsk."
Qin Xuanqi snorted lightly, and reluctantly aimed his attack at other targets, he could shoot from a distance, it didn't mean that he could fight cattle across the mountains, not to mention that the assault level and warrior level in the rear of the chariot class also rushed to his side.
Bang bang bang ~~
A shuttle of bullets smashed an assault level that touched near him into a sieve, Qin Xuanqi moved back slightly, flying away from the three-story small building under his feet, the gunfire just now had already attracted BETA's attention, he didn't want to die here.
Bang bang bang ~~
Cui Yifei killed a beta again, quickly turned around and continued to design to the right, looking at the assault level and warrior level that were constantly approaching around him, he couldn't help but be irritable and said:
"How many of these things are there?"
To be honest, in addition to the tank level that needs to shoot in the air, the assault class and the warrior class can shoot on the ground, the problem is too much, she feels that she has killed dozens of assault classes, but the surrounding assault classes just don't decrease.
Tick Tick! Tick Tick! Didi~~
"Huh!?"
The sudden warning sound made Cui Yifei stunned, this was a warning sound of running out of bullets. At this moment when she was in a daze, an assault-level BTEA rushed in front of her, looking at the assault-level who was waving two cyan big Ao at herself and launching an attack, Cui Yifei subconsciously turned her head and closed her eyes.
JUST AS SHE THOUGHT SHE WAS GOING TO DIE, A RED CHAIN FLEW FROM BEHIND HER, OPENING SEVERAL LARGE HOLES IN THE POUNCED BETA.
"Storm 2, it's okay."
"Well, Storm 1."
Cui Yifei breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the approaching tactical aircraft behind her. At this time, Hou Wenchao's voice suddenly came from the headset:
"Break them one by one instead, and don't let the enemy gather fire."
"Understood." ×5
Cui Yifei threw down the cannon that was exhausted, and the alloy tactical knife behind him automatically popped out, and pulled out the bounced alloy tactical knife, Cui Yifei slashed forward together, and a warrior who rushed to Cui Yifei's body was split in two, and the red blood that burst out poured on the black iron tactical plane, and slowly flowed to the ground.
Qin Xuanqi, who was shooting the BETA in the other direction, looked sideways slightly, he finally understood why the land here was black and purple, and why Sister Zhao had the title of a blood-colored ghost.
"It worked, I made it Storm 1."
"Huh?"
Cui Yifei's headless shout made Qin Xuanqi puzzled, he could hear it, Cui Yifei's voice was full of joy, but what succeeded?
"I've broken through death for eight minutes!"
"Everyone here has broken through..."
"Can't you say something nice?"
"Oh, congratulations?"
“・・・”
It's not sincere at all. Cui Yifei flicked her ponytail helplessly.
Qin Xuanqi didn't know what Cui Yifei was thinking, and he didn't want to think about it, but now it was important to save his life.
As soon as he shook off the cannon, he also emptied his ammunition, pulled out the alloy tactical knife behind his back, and the thruster of the tactical machine spewed out two blue lights, quickly swept over a BETA, and split it in two.
The power of the thruster was pressed to a low value by Qin Xuanqi, just enough to make the tactical aircraft float on the ground, and then, push.
Qin Xuanqi's tactical machine was like an elf shuttling on the battlefield, circling around the BETA from left to right on the battlefield and in the BETA, and the alloy tactical knife was raised and waved down again and again.
At this time, he abandoned all feelings, leaving only reason, absolute sanity, calmly calculating the route that the tactical machine needs to pass, how to kill the BETA on the route as quickly as possible, and how to make the BETA on the route reach the maximum value.
The tragic battle was more like a game for him to enjoy, he hadn't been so focused for a long time, the moment the Alloy Tactical Knife slashed, the blood of the BETA was either shooting or gushing, all of which made him obsessed, what is the most beautiful color in the world? The red of the fountain of life. What is the most beautiful flower? The moment of death, the other side of life withered.
It was the most beautiful scenery in his opinion, a moment of life and death intertwined, and it was truly beautiful and indescribable.
I don't know when, he was the only one left wielding this alloy tactical knife on the battlefield, and everyone looked at Qin Xuanqi who was wantonly wielding his creativity on the battlefield, with his agile posture and ruthless attack, the battlefield is the stage, and he is the brightest performer in the spotlight.
Hou Wenchao looked at the BETA who fell to the ground and couldn't help but smile bitterly:
"Should I say that I am worthy of being the apprentice of the Blood Ghost?"