Chapter 54: I'll See If I Can't Make a Move (Part I)

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Entering bullet time, Yu Yan archetypal bent backwards, barely dodging the mechanism. The pen www.biquge.info a scattering bullet slammed into the wall beside her.

"Whew..."

Yu Yan wiped the sweat from her forehead.

She took a closer look at the mechanism.

In the gap in the wall of the corridor, there was a shotgun, covered by a pile of containers, hidden in the shadows, right in the blind corner of the light, and a thin wire was pulled out from below to block the corridor, cleverly hiding in the darkest place directly below the light.

It's a makeshift trap, simple, but effective. If it weren't for the fact that she activated the bullet time skill in time, she would really be hit.

This is already the seventh trap after getting on the ship, and this is full of traps, okay?

"Be careful."

The sand king behind him smiled brightly, put his hands behind his back, and followed her leisurely. What a good auditorium...

The sand king really just followed the play, didn't make a move at all, and only relied on Yu Yan's prototype to fight by himself.

The Sand King crouched down and touched the corpse of the caravan guard.

"Oh, at last." He touched a healing injection, "Now you can rest assured to fight, I'll stab you with this thing if something happens, not bad." โ€

"What a disgusting smile."

"Disgusting?" The sand king was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, "Of course it's not as warm as your Carter smile, hahaha!" โ€

"Hmph."

didn't have time to fight with the sand king, Yu Yan's prototype adjusted her state and continued to move forward.

This spaceship, I don't know which master's handiwork, is full of improvised mechanisms, mines, tripwires, spring bayonets, cold guns, fuel, everything is used, basically everything that can be used to make traps.

It's nerve-wracking.

Bang bang bang!

Attacked by several caravan guards.

These enemy counterattacks are nothing to worry about, they are just minions of level twenty or thirty.

Yu Yan's prototype marksmanship is accurate and scary, as long as it is not a moving target, it is completely a gun headshot, and there is still a high hit rate for moving targets running around.

"Huh?"

The helmet of one of the guards on the opposite side was hard enough to withstand her bullets.

Yu Yan's prototype thought about it, turned out a magazine of high-performance armor-piercing bullets from the box, and fed it to the fetal pregnancy crystals to eat.

She raised her gun and silently said in her heart: come and shoot armor-piercing bullets.

Touch!

The shot was indeed an armor-piercing bullet, and the extraordinarily hard helmet was pierced by a single shot like a pudding, and red and white splashed.

"Good boy~" Yu Yan touched the rifle, she began to like this rifle a little, although it is a little low now, but it is very obedient, you can switch different bullets at will, as long as it has been eaten, you can remember it.

As if to be complimented, the rifle made a sound similar to joy. Of course, only the prototype of Yu Yan could hear it.

Several firefights were held, and all the guards on the opposite side were killed.

She stepped forward to touch the corpse to see if there were any magazines that could make the fetal crystallized rifle eat.

"By the way, Sand King, does this baby only eat magazines?"

"As long as it's a metal weapon, you can eat anything, but don't feed it blindly, if you keep feeding it a sword, it won't grow bayonets. While feeding it a whole rifle can improve the overall effect, I'd recommend picking it out and not feeding it too badly. It is now in the growing infant period and is very susceptible. If you feed it homemade earthen cannons and other garbage, you will regret it if its performance deteriorates. โ€

"Is your cutlass so troublesome too?"

"Mine?"

"Didn't you say it's also made with fetal crystals?"

"The cultivation of cold weapons is much worse than that of guns. Because my scimitar doesn't have ammo consumption like your rifle, it's actually very small. I only feed it the best metal occasionally. โ€

"It's a little easier."

"Haha, not really." The Sand King touched another healing injection, "It eats other things very fiercely." โ€

"What?"

"The lives of the Southerners."

"Huh?"

"This scimitar is called the Southstar Slayer, and it has a large damage bonus to the Southstar, and the more you drink the blood of the Southstar, the better the state. It prefers to drink the blood of the Southerners rather than eat metal. โ€

"You... How much do you hate the Southerners? โ€

"Hate?" The Sand King spread his hands, "Not at all." โ€

Yu Yan shook her head.

Suddenly, her body was shocked, and she found that there was a clone of Yu Yan among the guards she had just killed.

โ€œโ€ฆโ€

With the same face, she seemed to anticipate her own death. No matter how many times you can't get used to killing your own clones.

"Rest in peace..."

She closed the eyes of Yu Yan's clone with her hand.

Suddenly, an announcement sounded inside the ship.

"Sand King, where did we provoke you? Why do you have to exterminate us all? โ€

It was the voice of the fat caravan leader.

The Sand King kept smiling, only urging Yu Yan's prototype to move on.

"Sand King, I know you can hear me. Can't we discuss it? What is the deep hatred between you and me? โ€

"You don't have anything I want." The Sand King said lightly.

"Is it so hard to let us go? We're just honest businessmen! โ€

"Not interested."

"You bloodthirsty monster! Isn't it enough to destroy the entire Southern Star? โ€

"Of course."

"I'm not going to sit still. I expected you to be like this, and I've laid out this ship full of traps and three high-end guards. Let's fight! You bloodthirsty lunatic! โ€

"Good."

The radio is no longer sound.

Yu Yan frowned. You're talking lightly, but it's me who does it.

"Sand King, help me replenish my equipment."

"Take the look."

Yu Yan's prototype took out some grenades, tracking bombs, and the like. The Sand King looked at it, and conjured up a lot of copies out of thin air. It's the same as before, as long as there is a look, whether it's a knife or a special grenade, any Sand King can conjure a replica out of thin air, and the performance is exactly the same.

Miraculous...

"Let's get started, then."

The prototype of Yu Yan, who has experienced a hundred battles, can know by intuition that she is about to encounter the final battle.

After narrowly avoiding several traps and killing two waves of caravan guards, Yu Yan and the Sand King came to a large room.

"It's big, this is the main cargo hold."

She saw the mountains of cargo boxes in front of her, the poorly decorated but spacious rooms, which should be the main cargo hold. The flickering lights, the accumulation of crates, and the echoes on the walls could not have been more than a last resort.

Above the head, is an observation operation room, located on the second floor. Behind the window stood a fat man, the leader of the caravan.

The leader of the caravan grabbed the microphone and spoke again on the radio:

"Sand King, the last chance, can't you let us go? It's easy to say anything. โ€

"Ahh

"Don't underestimate my three right-hand men, they will ambush you... Burst! โ€

The Sand King flicked his fingers, and a piece of sand the size of a fingernail flew out, instantly piercing the bulletproof glass and smashing the caravan leader's head to pieces, smearing red and white all over the walls behind him.

"Boss!"

Suddenly, a voice sounded behind the hill of the cargo box.

"If a soldier instigates one, he will instigate a nest. Idiots who talk a lot really have quick-talking subordinates. The sand king sighed, "Yuyan prototype, come on, the leader has been solved, and the ambush soldiers have also revealed their positions, what are you waiting for." Be careful. โ€

Yu Yan nodded, and she quickly ran to the ambush where she was exposed, behind the cruising cargo stack.

The two looked at each other.

The ambush soldier was a level 50 man from the Northern Star Sun Clan, holding a sword and a shield, with a surprised expression on his face, ", how did you find me".

Yu Yan's prototype immediately fired, and five armor-piercing shells were fired.

At first, because he didn't have time to react to various shots in the flank and shoulder, the third was blocked by the shield, Yu Yan's prototype immediately lowered the muzzle, and the fourth shot hit the foot, taking advantage of the pain to bend over, the fifth shot the head, but was flashed by a tilted head.

"Ahhhhh โ€

"I underestimated you too, and actually dodged my headshot."

It's a bit of a sympathy.

If the level is comparable, the archer will suffer a lot against the shield-wielding class, but the level 50 warrior in front of him is not enough.

I thought it would be a vicious battle, but I didn't expect the shield guard to pull the rope next to him, and the cargo box mountain collapsed and fell down.

Yu Yan's prototype hurriedly rushed to the side, dodging at the last moment, and the cargo box rumbled and smashed on the position where she was standing just now.

The shield-bearer was nowhere to be seen. He's not stupid, he won't fight hard against opponents who are 10 levels higher than him, after all, he still has companions.

"Ahh

With a whoosh, Yu Yan's prototype was hit by an arrow in the back.

She immediately turned back, and high behind her, the figure of an archer quickly hid.

Holding back the pain, she pulled out her arrow.

Sniffed.

"Poisonous?" The Sand King asked.

"Hmm."

"Do you want me to help?"

"It's fine."

Because Yu Yan's prototype has a quarter of the poison bloodline, the poison resistance is very high, so it doesn't play much role.

But it's a bit tricky, one with a shield, one with a poison archer, and the other one, 1v3 away from home.

Where is the third?

Vigilant, she suddenly spotted a burly North Star guard carrying a bazooka jumping out from behind the cargo box and aiming here.

She immediately jumped away.

The bazooka fired, and a missile flew straight at the Sand King with a thick smoke.

The Sand King stretched out a hand and waved it horizontally.

There was no explosion, and the missile instantly turned into a scatter of sand and fell to the ground.

"What?"

The anti-bazooka guard was obviously stupid, he also admitted that he couldn't kill the sand king, it didn't explode, he just touched it with his hand and turned into a mess of sand What the hell, I can't understand it!

Staying where you are is the best target.

Yu Yan's prototype immediately half-got up, "Here's an armor-piercing bullet baby..."

With a muffled sound, the guard fell straight to the ground, but was immediately dragged away by the archer just now, hiding in the dead corner of sight.

"Solve one first." The Sand King clapped his hands, "There are two more." โ€

Yu Yan nodded, stood up, and chased after him carefully.

Suddenly, a cloud of poison was thrown in a parabola.

Suddenly, Yu Yan's prototype was smashed. Immediately enveloped in a poisonous cloud.

"Uh... Spiritual..."

Yu Yan coughed a few times and continued to move forward.

Her hands and feet were a little weak, and her eyes were slightly spinning, if it weren't for her high poison resistance, she would have fallen down a long time ago.