"Three Thermal Reactive ......"

Walking cautiously through the woods, Ge Yiwei slowly approached the marked target. Pen%Fun%Pavilion www.biquge.info Those guys don't have a thermal reaction, so these three goals are-

Lying in a bush, using camouflage to hide himself well, Ge Yiwei looked at the six figures who were in a ball in the bright sunlight a hundred meters away.

Their conjecture was correct, the Tengu had already clashed with them, but it was clear that the higher-ups did not take the incident seriously, and only cordoned off the nearby area, possibly after suffering a few more losses, and sent several teams of less than five people to clear them. In the battle against the Tengu, the weapons are also constantly evolving, so the teams sent out are probably used as tools for their breeding. Moreover, most of these tengu regard the eradication work as their internal affairs, and the blind xenophobia has contributed to this result very well.

It's much harder to get rid of them completely.

Seeing the three white wolf tengu fighting each other—let's call them mutants for the time being," Ge Yiwei thought.

Fortunately, these weapons have one characteristic: reproduction takes precedence over eating, they will never eat lifeforms that can be assimilated, and the freshness of meat requires that most corpses do not help them, and the battle in Matsuyama City has proved that they can only assimilate humans.

Now, of course, rabbits, kappa, and tengu have been added.

Looking at the mutants on the other side, who had changed beyond recognition, and could only be identified by rabbit ears, tengu wings, and tattered costumes, Ge Yiwei suddenly felt a sense of happiness: if the missing people would not be turned into food, it would be much easier to at least calculate the remaining amount.

The three white wolf tengu still use the traditional barrage to kill enemies, and the mutants have no fear at all, and the wounds on their bodies continue to appear and heal, and occasionally their limbs will be broken, but as long as they stay with the wounds, they will heal immediately. They are constantly closing in, trying to force the Tengu into melee combat that is more advantageous to them.

However, fortunately in the misfortune, according to Ge Yiwei's cognition, this group of guys still has weaknesses.

"The wind direction is southeast, the wind speed is 2km/h, the humidity is 54%RH, and the temperature is 21°C. The firearms are in good condition and ready for shooting. ”

Aiming the muzzle at the mutant who nimbly let his head flash through the barrage, he put his finger on the trigger.

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"Really...... I don't know what to say. Putting the chair down, Jiang Liu lay on it, and his tone was extremely relaxed, "It took so long to finally take down Songshan City, it's not easy!"

"The celebration is approved and the report is on your unit. Next to him, Xue Zhengwei, who was the political commissar of the army, lifted his glasses, "The art troupe will arrive at about three o'clock in the afternoon." ”

"Let's make a good mess with the bunnies this time. Jiang Liu pulled out a cigarette, "Zhengwei, do you want it?"

Taking the cigarette handed out by Jiang Liu, Xue Zhengwei sighed, "I'm starting to hate my father a little...... What's the name?"

"Haha, if you want our flawless political commissar comrades to be embarrassed, you can only make fun of your name, and more than 1,500 people in our regiment still have to thank my uncle. Jiang Liu took a puff on his cigarette and laughed.

"Anyway, the troops can finally rest for a while, and the boys are tired. ”

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Blue light flashed, and a mutant fell to the ground. If you can't hit a moving target at this distance, then you will be a little sorry for the gun in your hand.

But it shouldn't be like this!

Ge Yiwei looked at the other mutant who was still alive in surprise: How is this possible! He obviously grasped the opportunity when the muzzle of the gun was in the same line as the two heads, why was it still alive!

No, now is not the time to think about this!

Having made a judgment in time and jumping out of the bushes, Ge Yiwei shouted, "Hit them in the head!"

The three white wolf tengu reacted quickly, and almost at the same time as the sound came out, more than a dozen bullets that I don't know if it was a spiritual bullet or a magic bullet immediately beckoned to the heads of the two mutants.

There was no effect at all.

But the two mutants didn't continue to close. They turned their broken bodies from the barrage to Ge Yiwei, even if their arms were broken and fell to the ground, they didn't pay attention to them, and the four eyes stared at Ge Yiwei without any sense, making the latter shudder.

Then, a scream rang out. The translation system of the Great Enchantment made it possible for everyone to understand their words:

"Enemy—man—"

That's right, the enemy. These monsters only regard the seven soldiers of a company as enemies, and the other creatures are just prey. At least, that's how they've always been.

However, have these monsters evolved language functions?

Just as Ge Yiwei was stunned by this scream, the three white wolf tengu increased the output of spiritual power—or magical power—and the heads of the two mutants burst out with a brilliant blood flower, and they fell to the ground at the same time.

Seeing that the enemy had been destroyed, the Tengu breathed a sigh of relief. One of them, like the captain, took two steps in the direction of Ge Yiwei: "You ......"

Before he could finish speaking, a long series of strange cries of various sizes rang out:

"Enemy—man—"

"Enemy—man—"

"Enemy—man—"

"Enemy—man—"

The four present looked up at the source of the sound, where a dozen mutants flew towards the place with wings that had already existed or evolved.

"What's the deal with these numbers? Are there so many of them?"

"Quick—"

Subconsciously flashed behind a tree, and was about to warn the other three present to escape, the mutants acted.

Ge Yiwei didn't react to what was going on at all, but he knew that there was an irregular hole in the chest on the opposite side, and some unknown liquid flowed from his body to the ground, and the three white wolf tengu who made a "hissing" sound were about to become his enemies.

Damn it.

Damn, damn it, damn it!

took out the edible stimulant that Yonglin made for himself, Ge Yiwei stuffed it directly into his mouth, and then turned around and sprinkled it. Fight against a dozen monsters whose combat power is comparable to that of tengu?

Ge Yiwei is not afraid of death, but he is afraid that his death will be ugly.

"Damn!"

Finding his bike, Ge Yiwei began to ride at the fastest speed in his life. The effects of the stimulants were quite good, and he felt like he was getting more out of the way now.

The greater the effect, the greater the side effects. Hopefully, the side effects will happen again after I get rid of the monsters behind me.

Luckily, it's not in the Enchanted Forest, there isn't even a road in that place, and riding a bicycle is looking for death. Ge Yiwei bet that if the group of guys behind him were to race against him in the Enchanted Forest, the only possible result would be a contestant who would quit with honor.

However, the mountains are not much of a great place for cycling either.

"It hurts!!!"

I felt a burning pain in my right hand, and the handlebars were a little unsteady. Ge Yiwei immediately let go of his right handlebar and controlled the direction with only his left hand. It hadn't been shot directly by the acid, possibly lye, and the liquid that hit the rock splashed onto his hand, causing a horribly shaped wound. In fact, the amount of fluid that comes into contact is not too much, and the wound is not too serious, so just leave it to the body to deal with itself.

But it hurts!

Enduring the pain in his right hand, Ge Yiwei rode desperately on the mountain road. This is much more exciting than being chased by the shrine maiden. Having said that, I haven't been injured once on the battlefield for a month, and my comrades-in-arms all say that the bullets go around me, but I didn't expect to be planted here. This scar should be able to be erased with current medical technology...... Anyway, I don't think it will have much impact, so don't spend that unjust money.

Thanks to the skills cultivated by riding a bicycle to and from school in high school, he can think blindly even in such extreme riding conditions, or it should be said that he can't play such a superb skill without thinking about it, but from the beginning of thinking about the waste of money to eliminate scars, his SAN value is already endangered.

According to the geographical division, it is now out of the monster mountain, but the monster behind it still can't be shaken off.

But Ge Yiwei was really fateful, and when he was thinking about his suicide note, a coquettish cry sounded:

"Spirit Rune Dream Bead!"

It's just that the voice was too small, and Ge Yiwei didn't hear it. So he still pedaled his bicycle desperately, trying to make the suicide note he considered as useless as possible.

But he heard the next voice, for the broom-riding magician was too conspicuous.

"Fetish Charm 'Masterspark'!"

"You!" Ge Yiwei stopped the car in a drift, dodged the corrosive liquid of the mutants forward, hid behind a rock, and then he saw his boss, "You! The weakness is the head, it's useless to hit other places! They have a hard brain, be careful not to capsize in the gutter!"

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From a distance, he quietly watched the battle on the other side, and the human who was desperately struggling in a group of non-humans.

Poor fellow......

As long as the human beings come to the monster mountain, they will negotiate by themselves, when did this start? It seems to be ...... When Sanae moved in?

There's no need to get involved at all, and shrine maidens and magicians are at ease with dealing with this kind of thing. She picked up the digital camera hanging around her neck and started taking pictures.

A few days ago, when I went to the world to collect materials, I listened to a few human suggestions.,Write "Wenwen Shimbun" in the first person.,And add my own complaints.,But it doesn't seem to be very popular?

You should ask that guy when you have time, maybe he can bring some ideas to the world.

Shooting Marufumi, he pointed the camera at Ge Yiwei, who was constantly trying to poke his head out for a shooting opportunity but was hit by the fire from above—no, the water pressed back, and took a picture.

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Corrosive liquids are a real nuisance. If it's a bullet, no matter how many bullets you shoot, you're not afraid, but if you can accumulate a lot of this kind of thing......

Looking at the thinning bunker, Ge Yiwei thought with some pain.

Your grandma has a leg.

But it is useless to scold the dirty work, even Comrade Zhuge Kongming, who has the valuable experience of scolding others to death in the battle, can't scold the skin of those monsters when he comes.

But that's okay!

Ge Yiwei looked at the two comrades-in-arms who didn't pay attention to their image at all, flying around in skirts, and was deeply pleased. My usual efforts have not been in vain.

"Xiaoge, don't be idle all the time, you can beat Zi like that, can't you make some effort?" While fighting, Reimu shouted in the sky, and the two Yin Yang Jade followed her in a circle, "Dream Fu 'Fantasy One Heavy'!"

Every time I call out my name before enlarging a move, I don't feel tired, and I didn't suffer any injuries in the end of a battle, but my voice was hoarse. And what's the difference between these moves? I can't see it anyway.

Now that your boss is starting to express dissatisfaction with your inaction, let's fight back. Let me see...... Damn, isn't there only one left?

In this way, Ge Yiwei raised his gun and ended the battle completely with a single bullet.