"Brother Gao, I'm so bored, let's play poker, okay?" Qi Ying tossed and turned in the back compartment, it seemed that he was indeed bored to the extreme, and the teenager was the age of playfulness, so he was indeed a little bored to stay in the carriage for a long time.

Gao Wei sighed, and said angrily: "Bored? Are you too idle? The rebels are at war. "He is bored without a heart and lungs, and he is somewhat empathetic to the high risk, and the players live in Blue Star.

It has been decades since Blue Star restored peace, and there has been no bloody conflict between the major powers, even when the flower planter surpassed America to become the world's first power, there was no bloody conflict, but a natural replacement.

The main reason is that the old empire is no longer as powerful as it used to be, and the flower planter is a dragon rising in the sun, breaking out, no, it should be said that it has restored its original glory, and the flower planter is the world's first power.

This is a position that has not changed for thousands of years, and no one can shake it, and the people of the flower planters have defeated all the invaders, and the defeated invaders have entered Europa, the nomadic peoples, relying on the art of war learned from the agrarian peoples.

The art of war, which is perfect, has penetrated the whole of Europa, making everyone fearful, respecting their names as the whip of God, and their reputation can stop children from crying at night, Rao is such a powerful army, but it is only a lost dog defeated by the flower planter.

It's just a water dog, what is there to pay attention to, and the temporary laxity of the flower planter allowed America to take advantage of the loophole and seize the throne for a hundred or two hundred years, until now, the flower grower sat back on that chair, and this time, no one can shake the position.

The dragon flies into the sky, and no one in the world dares to speak out, under the dragon's eyes, they are all ants, Qi Ying and their generation have all grown up in such a social environment, and they have been away from the clouds of war for a long time.

It's normal not to be interested in war, it's not as attractive to them as mobile phones, and the mobile phones of the Mechanical Empire can't play anything except stand-alone games, and there is no network that humans rely on for their livelihoods, and the role of mobile phones is not much stronger than that of bricks.

Smashing walnuts may not be as good as bricks, and if you throw them out to smash people in battle, it may have a miraculous effect.

It's a pity that this is not Kyoto City, otherwise if you throw it out, you can still hit an official, which will attract two shouts and scolding.

"Boom." I only heard a loud noise, the body was violently impacted, the right side of the body flew up violently, everyone's buttocks got out of the seat and flew upward, Zhang Yan, who was sitting in the driver's cab, grabbed the steering wheel with both hands.

Firmly fixing himself on the seat, so as not to lose control of the direction, Zhang Yan stepped on the brakes to the end, and the wheels stopped, and began to friction with the gravel floor, generating a lot of heat.

The flying sand and gravel hit the car with a clanging sound like a torrential rain. "Zhang Yan, kill to the right!" Gao Wei shouted, because of the unknown impact on the right side, the body has the momentum of overturning to the left.

Hearing the high-risk shout, Zhang Yan grabbed the handle, and at the same time, the iron man appeared in the cockpit, and his fingers quickly and accurately pressed a red button on the steering wheel, "Horizontal correction starts!" "Don't wait for the sound to end.

Several rows of hollows on the left spewed out white air, and the body returned to its normal horizontal position at an angle visible to the naked eye, then continued to slow down before finally stopping.

After the body stopped, Gao Wei opened the hatch and did not jump in a hurry, but used the rearview mirror on the right side to start observing the situation, and he did not dare to get out of the car rashly, otherwise, what was waiting for him might be an enemy attack.

Maybe it's a bullet, maybe it's a beam, in short, something that can take his life, and he carefully checks his surroundings, but fortunately the rearview mirror is not cracked by the rubble, otherwise it will be difficult to get vision.

Suddenly, a bright red fell into Gao Wei's field of vision, and in the sky behind him, something was falling, extremely fast, like a meteor falling to the ground, Gao Wei squinted his eyes, wanting to see through.

The symmetrical two-wing structure, shaped like a triangle and painted in black, is a fighter of the Resistance! A high-risk spirit discovers the true identity of a falling flying object, and no flying machine is of this structure except for human aircraft.

The Legion's anti-air Terminator, which is represented by Air Supremacy such as Hunter, adopts a different set of aircraft design, which is different from the aerodynamics of human aircraft, and has better performance.

"Why doesn't the driver skydive?" Gao Wei looked at it suspiciously, the height of the fighter plane from the ground is getting closer and closer, and if the pilot does not parachute, he will miss the last parachute opening height, and the parachute opening is not very useful, it will be like a piece of meat landing from a high altitude.

The good ones are thrown into a meat patty, the meat pieces are splashed around, and the bad ones are thrown into meat puree, a piece of paste, and the blood pool is hula, just like Feng Le who jumped off the building.

"Jump, jump!" Gao Wei shouted in his heart and mouth at the same time, but the fighter plane seemed to have no one to respond, and suddenly, several radio waves came from the on-board communication equipment.

"Report, I can't return, the engine is damaged, I destroyed an enemy plane, my code name is 10172, I can't return, please give my pension, to my wife......" The last byte has not yet been spit out.

The fighter crashed to the ground, and the flames from the explosion were dozens of meters high, and the equipment fell silent, and no sound came from it.

"Damn it!" Gao Wei hammered down the cover hard, leaving a dented fist print, and a rebel soldier died, leaving behind his wife, and perhaps an unborn child, and he died for the future of mankind.

"Brother, you are good, you have not disgraced us humans." Gao Wei's eyes were red, tears filled his eyes, but in the end they didn't fall, Gao Weiqiang held back the tears, he needed to stay calm.

Not long after the first explosion sounded, the second explosion of the crash of the fighter jet sounded, listen to the sound, the first one was closer, wait, listen to the burning life behind you?

The sound wave reached his ears, and the high-risk ears fluttered twice, and a heat wave hit his face, and his hair curled up, feeling the heat wave on his face, and he closed the car door like an electric shock.

Sure enough, his judgment was correct, and there was another clanging, and the sound of a torrential rain was heard again, but this time, it was not sand and gravel, but the metal fragments that swept in all directions in the explosion.

From the rising flames, a metal skeleton crawled up from the wreckage, struggled to get up, and pushed away the iron plate covering the body, which had already been burned a lot, and the hot metal droplets dripped down, and the hot ground sizzled.

Leaving a large area of charred black, the metal skeleton stood up and stood up, the skin of the body had been completely ablated away, revealing the black bones underneath.

Turning his head, High Danger looked in the rearview mirror again, this time it was shattered, and the scene behind him was reflected in the cracked lens, and anger couldn't help but rise, burning his sanity.

No matter what kind of ambush and enemy are lying in danger, go to the hell, Gao Wei wants to avenge that warrior today, no one can stop him, and Jesus can't stay, besides, will Jesus stop Gao Wei from killing a soulless machine?

A soldier who has not experienced the baptism of the battlefield cannot be considered a real soldier.

Gao Wei jumped out of the car, picked up the assault rifle in his hand, aimed at the black skeleton in front of him, and buckled it to the bottom, "Da Da." Blazing projectiles erupted from the muzzle of the gun, slamming into the black humanoid body.

Seeing this, Gao Wei decisively threw away the rifle in his hand, pulled out his saber and rushed over, he wanted to dismantle this AREV into pieces and make a steel tombstone to pay tribute to the dead martyrs.

Accelerate, accelerate, and accelerate again, the force under his feet continues to increase, and the speed of high-risk progress accelerates more and more, and the distance between him and AREV quickly closes, and AREV's eyes are damaged a lot due to the high temperature, which also makes it impossible for him to accurately identify the high-risk approach.

"Fuck your uncle!" HIGH-RISK FROM THE BOTTOM UP, THE SABER BECAME A SHARP SWORD, A SLASH THROUGH AREV'S CHEST, THE METAL THAT BECAME SOFT UNDER THE HIGH TEMPERATURE SCORCHING, BECAME EXTREMELY EASY TO CUT, AND THE TIP OF THE SABER EASILY BROKE THE OUTER LAYER OF THE BONE.

Revealing the intricate wiring inside, "Million Stars." Drink hard, the figure of the Million Star appeared violently, and the sandbag punch smashed into AREV's face, knocking it away with one punch, and it was more than ten meters away, this blow, the Million Star used all his strength.

Before AREV got up, Gao Wei had already arrived in front of it, pressed the tip of his knife against its chin, and said coldly word by word: "The martyrs of our army have passed away, why the hell are you alive?" ”

Another punch, the dry AREV's skull cracked, the facial bone dented, the current AERV looks extremely broken, the broken body may stop functioning at any time, the strength of the million star's fist is too great.

Its eyebrows were cracked, the seams of its skulls were cracked, the covers were blown off, and the electronic brains inside were working, glowing blue.

"Phew!" A mouthful of high-risk thick phlegm, spat directly on AERV's electronic brain, also looks very blue.

"Why! Why! Just because you're a soulless machine with a hard body? HIGH-RISK GRABBED AREV'S BODY WITH BOTH HANDS AND SHOOK IT VIGOROUSLY, NOW THE BODY IS NO LONGER HOT, AND THE PURPOSE OF COOLING DOWN HAS LONG BEEN ACHIEVED BECAUSE OF THE FRICTION WITH THE GROUND.

Otherwise, the high-risk hands have already been scalded, exuding bursts of barbecue aroma.

Tears, eyes filled again, the unknown pilot died, and this AREV, for some reason, was carried on the Hunter, but it turned out that it was not dead, unfair, all this unfair.

If he was given a high-risk choice, he would definitely save the pilot's life and would not hesitate to exchange the Terminator.

This world is unfair!