Seeing that the two big killing weapons were easily split into metal scrap by the Tang warriors one by one, the black horse clips in the black market town did not disperse like a rabble.

The brutal living environment on Rafi has made these guys have a far tougher mind than ordinary people.

Five or six Vulcan cannon machine guns and three energy cannons aimed at Tang Lang's position from the fortifications to attack, and seven or eight missiles flew over at high speed with white tail flames roaring.

But these firepower, which is enough to blow up a mecha, are still a little worse in front of Tang Lang, who has already tried his skills.

I saw that Tang Wushi quickly picked up a mecha in front of him, and directly used it as a shield, most of the machine gun bullets and missiles were solidly bombarded on the old-fashioned mecha, and the energy cannon, after the light blue energy cover of the Tang Samurai mecha rose, at most it could only make a few ripples on it.

"Tang warriors, there are also long-range attack weapons." The eldest grandson Xueqing reminded Tang Lang for the first time.

As a long-range sniper mecha, not to mention the ion cannon on the mechanical arm, the two missile launchers hidden on the shoulders of Tang Wushi are enough to send those machine guns and energy cannon fire points into the sky.

Tang Lang glanced back, grinned, and showed a mouthful of white teeth: "Just them, is it worth my waste of ammunition?" ”

Before the once invincible mecha in his hand was smashed into parts by missiles and a terrible rain of bullets, Tang Wushi moved.

The next picture made everyone jaw-dropping.

The Tang warrior, who carried two alloy knives and was elegant, jumped into the streets and alleys of the town in the rain of bullets. This time, though, instead of ramming into the house to avoid the hail of bullets, he showed his more terrifying side.

I saw that he sometimes crawled on all fours like a spider, avoiding several strafing machine gun ballistics, a few torrents of metal like a red whip, and even swept down the walls and houses, but not a few bullets landed on the huge mecha, sometimes jumping left and right, big feet stride running, jumping, hibernating, protruding, running.

It's like dancing in a raging storm.

If you don't take into account the two three-meter-long alloy knives he carries in his hands like a ferocious god, it is like a handsome and majestic samurai, dancing a waltz that matches his temperament in the frenzied pursuit of bullets.

The eldest grandson Xueqing was in the cockpit of the mecha, and she couldn't have the perception of outsiders, but she could sense through the vibration of the mecha how good Tang Lang was at controlling the mecha. With so many firepower points covering the attack, at most less than one-tenth of them fell on the mecha, and even if they fell, they were all high-level armor positions, and the Vulcan cannon machine gun bullets that could penetrate the third-level armor could only leave a small sound and not bright sparks on the armor in vain, and even the mecha brain was "too lazy" to send out a prompt sound of the degree of damage to the mecha.

That prompt sound, but according to the characteristics of her voice, it was given to the Tang Samurai Mecha Zhi Brain.

It's not that she hasn't seen a master, with the height of her family and herself, not to mention a senior mecha master, even a super mecha master who stands at the peak of mecha control, she has also seen and even received the opportunity to be taught by him personally.

And this level of firepower, although it may not be weak for a single mecha, even if it is an intermediate mecha master, as long as the firepower is full, it can blow them up. As for the high-level mecha masters, maybe those people don't even have the courage to do it, and they just scatter and flee for their lives! Once the terrifying hand speed of more than 80 movements is deployed, the mecha will become a violent killing machine, not to mention the mere firepower point, even the old-fashioned mecha controlled by the scumbag mecha master destroyed by thirty Tang Lang is nothing more than a dirt chicken and tile dog.

However, she had never seen a person who, with a hand speed of no more than 50 movements at most, could control the mecha to dodge such a heavy fire without any damage.

If she knew that Tang Lang had been facing hundreds of mecha with full firepower for several months, and was not blown up until he could last more than ten seconds in the end, perhaps, she would not be so strange.

Human strength is never born, but forced.

Having said all this, but for the battle situation, it was actually no more than five seconds that had passed. The bullets and missiles in the black horse clip couldn't hit the Tang warriors, but the Tang warriors who rushed to the ground with twin knives were not so polite.

At the same time that the huge mechanical foot flattened the machine gun of one firing point and the personnel, the Tang warrior who jumped high waved the alloy knife and slashed at the other energy cannon fire point, whether it was the alloy fortress fortifications, the energy cannon or the people, they were all under the alloy knife, divided in half.

Just like he had fought before.

Simple and brutal.

After Tang Lang carried the knife and destroyed four firepower points in a row, the psychology of the dark horse clips finally reached the limit they could bear and collapsed.

No one dared to fire a single shot at the proudly standing Tang warriors, and they fled frantically out of the town like ground mice.

Even, some people ran past Lao Wang and Lao Li, who were hiding in the alley, let alone attacking, and continued to run forward without even looking at it.

This is the so-called defeat like a mountain.

It took the two middle-aged people a full ten seconds to react, and Tang Lang crippled the murderers in the black market town, and he was also afraid.

They, won.

"Spicy next door, Lao Tzu is scared!" The old Jianghu, who has always been slippery, didn't know what was stimulated at this time, so he swung the Vulcan cannon machine gun on the all-terrain vehicle and roared angrily: "Lao Wang, help me hold the bullet chain." ”

With Lao Li's roar, a torrent of metal poured towards the bald black horse clips who were running away, and the black horse clips who were caught off guard were turned on their backs with the naked eye.

But no one resisted. The only thing they could do was keep fleeing.

Only by fleeing can there be life, and if you dare to resist, you can only die. That seemingly ordinary "neurotic" young man proved this truth with ironclad facts.

"Lao Li, I'm crazy too!" Seeing this scene, the eldest grandson Xueqing couldn't help but open her mouth wide to express her surprise.

Wisdom is as deep as the sea, which does not mean that you can understand people's hearts and human nature, which is also what the eldest Sun Xueqing, who has been staying in the laboratory and the academy for a long time, lacks the most.

In particular, on the battlefield, the moment when the darkness of multi-faceted human beings is brutally stimulated.

Tang Lang smiled faintly: "It's not that he's crazy, but, because of victory!" ”

Yes, victory, can give courage to the vast majority of people. Those who have the ability to learn from failure and become more courageous are only a very small number of people.

And Lao Li, before yesterday, was just the most ordinary people.

The continuous flight and fear, although the face is strong and calm, but in fact the psychology has been filled with depression. Now is the time for them to regain their faith.

The bullets fired at the enemy, instead of venting their previous fears, it is better to say that they are using bullets to prove to God that Lao Tzu's life, Lao Tzu dares to carry it himself.

Everyone has to learn to transform in an environment that is no longer comfortable.

Those who can't learn can only be eliminated.

Tang Lang can't be everyone's nanny.

Just like just now, he would rather dance his body to avoid artillery fire than waste long-range ammunition, not to pretend to be forced to show anyone.

Rather, hob meat has reminded him that 30 kilometers away, there is an enemy.

A full five mechs, already at full power, are rushing here at a speed of 200 kilometers per hour, and it will arrive in ten minutes at most.