Chapter 882: The style of painting has changed, and the demon hunt begins!

The owner of the stinky tofu shop in Tumubao was very strong when he first started, and at that time he could use boiling oil to brush his hands to refresh himself, and today Tiezhu can also bathe with boiling oil.

Except for the difference in the total amount of sharp energy, in terms of the completeness of the meridians, the iron pillar will only be higher than that boss, not lower than that boss.

Except for the fact that some sharp qi and yuan power were consumed, he was unharmed.

In terms of Che Chi Guo's fighting method, just in terms of bathing in the oil pot, Shi Tiezhu can already last for a while.

"God of War!" The person who just said that Shi Tiezhu was a monster now looked up at the screen and muttered, "Master Chief, it's the god of war!" ”

Hearing his words, all felt the same way. Powerful and invincible strength, killing without hesitation, dedication to one's spirit, determination to protect everything, and unswerving will, Sergeant Chief Shi Tiezhu is really the god of war, the god of war.

The god of war is here, and the battle will be won.

In this huge shock, everyone's spirit suddenly lifted, because they had seen hope.

"Immediately make an emergency evasive brake!" Sister Mengmeng waved her hand: "Lock on the incoming missile, release the misleading target, and turn on the guard cannon rapid-fire sniper!" ”

"Yes!" The operators have been reporting the funeral for so long, and finally they have a place to use, and they are gearing up to move.

With a flick of the joystick, a blue plasma plume erupted from the power port of the Advance, and the huge hull began to accelerate and change direction.

All the people floating in the boat slapped on the walls, on the ground, on the ceiling at once. It's good that the people in the bridge are mentally prepared, and the ignorant people in other places immediately scream in panic.

Misleading targets are launched, shining in the dark universe, brilliant and colorful, seducing the sight of missiles. The Guards cannon sticks out of the hull and erupts a metal storm of 12,000 rounds per minute into the dark distance of the universe with the help of fire control radar.

A total of four Guards cannons fired together, and nearly 50,000 rounds were fired per minute.

On Earth, the effective firing range of such a cannon is only more than two thousand meters, after which it will stall and lose accuracy under the action of atmosphere and gravity. But in space, the effective distance can be greatly extended.

In a vacuum, high-velocity bullets do not rub into bright lights, and incoming missiles are too far away to be seen.

That's right, after all, once it is really visual, a missile with a speed of more than Mach 20 will not leave anyone time to aim and snipe.

There was no sound, no light, everything was silent and dark. Humans can only wait nervously, waiting for fate to come.

In the vastness of space, human senses are too weak, and human beings are indeed not a species that can adapt to space.

In fact, although the ultimate speed of a spaceship as large as the Advance is very fast, it requires a long acceleration time. Plasma thrusters are not good at emergency acceleration, and it is impossible to immediately accelerate to the point of breaking away from the pursuit of missiles.

The Forward changed its trajectory not to escape, but to induce the missile, forcing the missile's trajectory to change in favor of its own side, so as to facilitate the Guards cannon hit.

There is a simulation on the computer screen, and a red dot is flickering and approaching along a dotted line.

Everyone watched silently, staring at each other, waiting for the final result. The air conditioner was on, but everyone was sweating on their foreheads. Droplets of sweat were scattered in the air, turning into suspended droplets, and falling into the eyes, and the eyes were red, but people didn't bother to wipe them.

The red dots flickered and approached quickly, and everyone gradually suffocated as if they were starved of oxygen.

At this moment, a point of light suddenly shone in the dark universe. Very small, like sesame seeds.

At the same time, the flashing red dots on the radar image disappeared all at once.

The operator shouted out at once: "The incoming missile has been intercepted!" ”

"Whew!!" Almost everyone cheered and hugged each other warmly, and the feeling of escaping death was so violent that it could make anyone smile.

Only Sister Mengmeng was still calm, and opened the communication: "Iron pillar, the missile has been intercepted." ”

"Roger." The mental timer was cleared, and Shi Tiezhu's voice was undisturbed. He has experienced too many life-and-death crises, and this kind of small scene can no longer make him feel too emotional: "I have come to the vicinity of the gravity generator, ready to destroy the rebels, and capture the tongue." ”

"Okay, the bridge will do what it can."

Outside the hatch, stone and iron pillars were preparing. Before, the time was too urgent, and there was no chance to capture the enemy alive. Now that the missile crisis has been lifted, it's time to capture some tongues.

And this kind of thing is too easy for him.

The screen next to him shows what is inside, or video replay to be precise. The emergency acceleration just now made the rebels inside very vigilant, and they had destroyed all the cameras, and they could only watch the replay.

Still, it's enough.

Thirty-two people appeared on the screen, and it seemed that the power was weaker than that of the power furnace.

But looking at the picture in the playback, Shi Tiexin in the Wuxin Zen Lotus suddenly reminded: "I found that these people are extremely flexible in the weightless environment. You see, from the very beginning of the encounter, all the way to these here, the direction of levitation is the same. ”

Shi Tiezhu pondered, indeed.

In a weightless environment, the direction of suspension should be varied, and there are all kinds of horizontal oblique and crooked twists. What's more, this is a completely dark environment, and there is no vision to assist in positioning, so it should be even more chaotic.

But these people are different.

All of them maintained a visual upright orientation of their heads and feet. One by one, they floated there, not like weightless floating, but more like the suspension of their toes off the ground, as if they could fly.

Coupled with various other performances, Shi Tiezhu had a conjecture: "Could it be that these people have been modified by the No. 7 microbe, and they have the ability to manipulate gravity slightly?" And they may also have dark vision, the ability to see in the dark. ”

Shi Tiexin added: "It's not necessarily vision, it may be the sensing of gravity, a new sense besides vision." ”

The video quickly plays to the end, when these people destroy the camera.

"Wait a minute." Shi Tiexin said seriously: "You see, when these people are extremely vigilant, it is not when the advance number changes direction urgently, but even before. If you calculate the time, it will probably be shortly after you kill all the people on the other side of the power furnace. This suggests that these people have unknown means of communication, which may be telepathic or something else. ”

Shi Tiezhu couldn't help but scratch his head when he heard this.

Shi Tie's reasoning is very reasonable. It is unlikely that these people can completely share their minds like ethereal spirits, because Shi Tiezhu first caught an inner ghost on the bridge and tortured him for a while, and the "own people" he encountered later were still defenseless.

But these people can at least perceive each other's survival. The range of this perception can be very large, even on the Martian surface.

The missile that just hit was probably also launched by the other side when it noticed a large number of rebels on the Advance.

Alas,It's so annoying.,Good daily life.,Since I found out that my doppelganger will cultivate immortals.,The style of painting is not right all of a sudden.,What kind of charm and spirit have popped out.。

However, this does not delay anything.

"Open the door."

The other party is already on full alert, so I won't lie this time. With a greeting, the electronic door opened immediately, and Shi Tiezhu slammed in.

Burst out and start hunting demons!