This smile was so gloomy and tragic that Tang Lang suddenly became a little concerned, he turned his head and looked at this guy who only had the panting function in confusion.

Oh! Or rather, this person can still speak.

This made Tang Lang also have to admire the tenacity of his nerves.

"Do you think you're going to get away? The Castle Guard Headquarters had already reacted to the possibility of an attack, and there were countless troops lurking along the road to the city. As soon as someone who may rescue you appears, they will react as quickly as possible and launch a siege at the attack site, Hohe! You and your people are dead! The leading officer said with some difficulty, but still gloomily.

Tang Lang shook his head lightly, pulled out the assault rifle he was carrying in the gun bag from the body that was completely paralyzed, kicked open the alloy plate in the cockpit in front of him, and picked up the backpack containing the hob meat and carried it back on his back.

And behind him came the curse of the leading officer: "You can't escape, including those who come into contact with you." ”

Just when the leading officer said this viciously to Tang Lang's back, Tang Lang, who had left the car door, suddenly turned his head and stared into the eyes of the leading officer: "Your threat is very effective!" ”

Then he turned around, pointed his gun at the leading officer, and said, "So, I'll pay them back first!" And your city lord's wisdom will soon receive a reply from me! If he really wants to do this, then, in the future, the Restoration Army will refuse the surrender of all the city guards in Thousand Mountains City! ”

After speaking, in the frightened and desperate eyes of the full car, he pulled the trigger.

Tang Lang carried the assault rifle behind him, and under the cover of weeds and terrain, he began to run.

He ran wildly through the forest, and the direction he was heading was the Thousand Mountains City in the rain curtain.

Next, it will be a battle that belongs to him.

Since Bolai sent him a war letter, then he, he will take the battle!

So much for.

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Tang Lang lay quietly on the crown branches of a giant tree. The canopy of the tree just protrudes with a zigzag branch that allows him to lie there.

Below him, several pillars of light pierced the dark forest, and the sound of heavy but extremely restrained giant monsters stepping on the ground gradually approached and gradually became in their ears, making people's scalps tingle involuntarily, and their hands subconsciously clenched anything that could be clenched at hand.

Tang Lang looked up at the canopy through the gap in the forest leaves, he sighed, knowing that when he was walking through the jungle just now, he was accidentally exposed to several places where the jungle was exposed without a tree cover, and was discovered by a reconnaissance aircraft, which attracted a swarm of searches.

The Navajo Dynasty has a lot of stations, but they are mainly for large metal objects, and for small organisms like humans, they don't have much monitoring, but they have a large number of unmanned aerial vehicles to supplement this. The night vision system, which is already very technologically advanced, is not as blurry as it was thousands of years ago, and even at such a night, extremely subtle clues can be found from tens of meters in the air.

This is a new challenge for Tang Lang, who has once again returned to individual combat, using the battle mode and the most advanced technology hidden in his instinct thousands of years ago.

"It's so hard!" Tang Lang exhausted all means, and found that he was only pursuing the search force after only advancing five kilometers in the mountains and forests, and a wry smile appeared on his face.

So the current canopy of the rainforest was the only way for him to hide his tracks and fight against the reconnaissance aircraft that were speeding through the sky.

Ever since he saw a mecha slash through a tree with a sword and slash a raccoon hiding in a tree hollow from a distance, Tang Lang knew that they were also equipped with a thermal energy tracker, although the distance would not be very long, but it was enough to kill him.

Fortunately, he still has the hob meat plug-in, and some kind of deceptive information sent by the trembling little antenna interferes with the thermal energy tracking of the city guards, as long as it is not seen by the optical observer, Tang Lang is still safe.

It's just that it is undoubtedly extremely stupid to just wait for the pursuers to pass. When the reconnaissance vehicle can no longer find any clues, it will take the original discovery site as the center of the circle and delineate the search range according to the human body limit.

Tang Lang crossed the mountains and mountains, and had already avoided the three waves of mecha searching in the jungle. According to the search formation of the opponent's straggler line, he preliminarily calculated that in this encirclement to Qianshan City, the city guards probably invested nearly a thousand mechas, and there were at least tens of thousands of personnel. It's a heart-wrenching investment. I really look up to him.

It seems that maybe Tang Lang killed two mechs and three armored vehicles with the strength of one person, which made Bolai's liver angry, or maybe Tang Lang's threat made Bolai also cold, so he did not hesitate to use such a huge manpower to dig the ground and rope all over the jungle.

Once such a force is concentrated in an area of several kilometers, even if Tang Lang really grows wings, it will be difficult to fly.

Taking advantage of the departure of the team of humanoid mechas, Tang Lang jumped up from the branches, and quickly pounced on another tree three meters away, and stepped on some moss on the outer layer of the thickbark tree on the sole of his boot. Only a little moss was wiped off, and it was sprinkled directly below, forming a spider-shaped city guard pure jungle adaptable mecha.

This kind of mecha is mostly used for reconnaissance and does not have much combat ability, but it is the most headache for Tang Lang. It has extremely strong sonar detection and optical detection capabilities, Tang Lang saw a bird fluttering through the forest with his own eyes, and the snow-bright searchlight instantly swept towards the bird's flying shadow in the night.

The moss mud gently fell downward, and Tang Lang's heart was also tight.

The dirt landed on the convex roof of the spider's head, and the spider's scanner seemed to have a premonition of something, and the searchlight post placed above the torso quickly turned to the canopy above.

Under the illumination of the lamppost, you can see the empty tree branches, and the green vines that may be blown by the mountain breeze.

But the mecha division was very cautious, the searchlight quickly swept to both sides of the tree, and what he saw was rows of tree shadows, and after more than ten seconds, the "spider" mecha did not stop, and the mecha warrior wearing a helmet inside kept receiving various messages from the aerial flying reconnaissance plane, and began to block in the direction of the maximum possible escape of the given target.

Tang Lang galloped in the forest, often on the trunk of the tree, bounced to the branches seven or eight meters away, engineering boots on the branches to step on the bark and moss, and continuously leaped freely on the canopy, more precise and flexible than ape squirrels. Seeing that there were no branches and trees at the foothold in front of him, he copied the ancient vine that had fallen next to him in his hand with a hook in his hand, and his body turned in a zigzag, and suddenly passed through five thick giant trees, where there was a safe foothold on the crown bush continuous step, and the roc spread its wings and went away at high speed.

If anyone saw him from the jungle at this time, they would be shocked that someone could fly low in the jungle.

Tang Lang, who was doing his best, was immersed in a state of emptiness, and this was the second time he had burst out of his full strength since coming to this time and space. The last time he dealt with the air pirates in the jungle battle on Rafi Star made him feel very threatened by dozens of air pirates who could destroy a tree with a single shot, especially with a woman named "Drag Oil Bottle".

At that time, Tang Lang, who was forced to stimulate his potential, can be called one of the strongest individual soldiers on the Blue Star.

But now, Tang Lang has enough self-confidence, if he touches himself a few months ago, he will definitely be able to blow up that former self. Because, his progress can be described as a thousand miles in a day.

Progress is not the strength of the body itself, but the spirit.

"There are endless possibilities and limits to the human body." Tang Lang had heard this sentence countless times, but when he surpassed a realm, he found that the endless description was spiritual power.

If there is a breakthrough in human physical fitness, they will be able to fly more and more powerful mechas. But when there is a breakthrough in the human spirit, greater thinking and creativity can be born, and a clearer understanding of one's body can be driven by the command of one's arm.

Tang Lang, who exerted his strength to the extreme, could feel every beat of his heart, felt that he should use that muscle to exert force in the next second, how much force he sent, and even felt how many meters he could jump over this jump.

It was also the first time that he knew his body so well, and he was constantly leaping through the jungle, and he was also constantly growing and improving, and he was progressing towards a stronger state.

This is quite like the epiphany mentioned by Buddhism and Taoism, reaching the realm of the unity of heaven and man.

So much so that his marching posture has a kind of pleasing to the eye that blends with the nature around him.

No matter how powerful the special forces are, in the face of him at this time, he will only feel ashamed and sigh with admiration. At this time, if he is placed in Blue Star, perhaps one of the strongest ones can already be removed.

Coming to the mountainside, Tang Lang climbed a tree branch, and the Thousand Mountains City was tiled in the field of vision at the foot of the mountain, and it was already close at hand. Out of this mountain, he will return to this dangerous city.

In this city, there are thousands of mecha and a larger number of heavy infantry, not to mention that he is currently a single soldier, even if he is the strongest, or even if he controls the "small strong", there is a great possibility that there is no return.

But Tang Lang must go back.

Big husband, do something and don't do anything! This has always been his insistence, just like he once chose to return to the mountains where his father once fought, even if he stood on the death line every day and ate rancid rice balls.

He doesn't want to sharpen himself by challenging the limits of life and death, he wants to do what he thinks is right, and there are his friends in it.

Tang Lang glanced up at the sky, facing those flying machines that were still hovering in the air and constantly searching, he really wanted to find an open area to compare his middle finger to vent his nervousness and strong resentment since his heart was about to jump out of his chest just now.

For a long time, he hadn't had this experience of being chased like a wild dog.

But he didn't dare.

To show your head is to suffer. Not to mention those mechs wandering nearby, not to mention those "spiders" with several mechanical legs, just those hoplites who act collectively in an infantry platoon of thirty people, after receiving the reminder that the aircraft has found the target, can completely block him and the surrounding area of tens of thousands of ordinary meters from all directions within a minute, and even surround the mountain after a few minutes.

At that time, he just wanted to cry, but it was too late.

As the so-called time to admit it, you still have to coax!

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PS: The collection is a little small! Isn't there a lot of friends who haven't seen it? I recommend my little brother's new book "The Immortal Soul of the Anti-Japanese War" again, this book, it can be said that it is a continuation of my rivers and mountains, the end point is in 1945, by the way, thank you to my half-brother "storyteller" brother, thank you for giving my little brother's new book to the two heads of QQ reading. Thanksgiving!