Before it was over, the gunship flying from the sky also fired more than a dozen missiles at the same time, and the Vulcan cannon at the bottom was also tilting ammunition towards the pterodactyl.

The bullet almost missed, and the missile, which was smaller than the missile mounted on the fighter, could not break through the defense at all.

The Pterodactyl, which had felt the power of the missiles, had its eyes on the fighters, but only tried to chase them, and finally it gave up, and the supersonic fighters were not at all slightly bulky and could catch up.

It is not a raton, and its flight depends on the jet lift provided by the biological air sac in its abdomen, and the speed of the pterosaur is about 400 kilometers per hour at most.

After losing the view of the fighter, the Pterodactyl flew to the helicopter instead.

"Keep digging! Let's all keep working, and we'll retreat when we're done collecting this piece! ”

Jiang Haihe, who was below, once again received an order from Ping Zhiyong to let all the hunters and most of the soldiers continue to dig the crystal nucleus.

His heart was also full of a kind of absurdity and panic, but he was a front-line officer, he couldn't panic, if he panicked, his soldiers would also panic!

When the hunters and soldiers heard Jiang Haihe's words, they all began to work in a hurry, collecting all the crystal nuclei.

Li Xian also asked the animals to help, and he put the hammer up on the ground, looking up at the battle in the sky above his head, thinking of the wings in the mall.

For the first time, the idea of buying wings rose in my heart, and at the same time, I was deeply shocked.

He seems to be strong, but he seems to be nothing!

……

The Pterodactyl relied on its agility to easily destroy a helicopter.

Its claws gripped a shape-shifting helicopter, and with a scream, smashed the helicopter in its claws into another helicopter.

Another helicopter, which was trying to dodge, was hit and its wing was destroyed, so it had to jump out of the plane.

After the pilots opened their parachutes, they were quickly overshadowed by the shadow of the pterosaurs.

A large mouth obscured their vision, and then they were forcibly swallowed into the belly of the pterosaur, and what awaited them was the direct line and the terrible acid corrosion of the stomach.

Even if the people below saw it, they could only pretend not to see it, concentrate on what they were doing, and retreat when they were done.

The roundabout fighter dropped small missiles at the Pterodactyl, the hatch at the bottom of the plane opened, and nine high-yield missiles ignited, continuing to fly towards the Pterodactyl with a long tail flame.

The pterosaur spiraled upward, saw the missiles flying over it, and knew that it could not dodge. It climbed into the air, wrapped its wings around its body and head, and allowed the missile to explode on its body.

It's just that these missiles are not comparable to the previous small missiles, and the explosion directly blew the pterosaur away, and the power was even greater than before, and it blew it up with more than the previous ones, and several holes appeared in the bat's wings.

The shrapnel in the body no longer only stays on the surface of the muscles, but penetrates deeply into the flesh and blood of the pterosaur.

Just when everyone thought the pterosaur was going to fall, the pterosaur spread its wings and began to climb steadily again in the sky after a rapid flapping.

Even though there were several huge holes in the two huge wings, the difference was that the frequency of the flapping changed, and the pterodactyl's flight attitude changed from relaxed to a little urgent, and a large amount of blood was spilled.

Everyone was shocked by this scene and couldn't believe how a flying animal with an injured wing could continue to fly?

Before dissecting the pterosaur, no one would have thought that it had many small but powerful fumaroles on its abdomen, and as long as the wings did not disappear completely, the pterosaur could maintain its flight posture.

The Yangshan Survivor Base also saw the horror of the pterodactyl, and Lai Yongkang called Ping Zhiyong on a wired phone and asked if he needed support.

A tired voice came out of the microphone, and Ping Zhiyong said from the other side of the phone: "When I finish the next round of rockets, let's ask again......"

"Hmm!" Lai Yongkang nodded solemnly and turned his head to prepare the aircraft carrier flight group.

There are many fighters on the aircraft carrier battle group, and there are not only 9 planes in the Survivor Base of the Demon Capital, but the planes are taking off to test the logistics strength.

And their logistics now ...... It's hard to put into words, they can only try to save the number of aircraft flights, and they don't necessarily need airplanes.

The world's second-largest stockpile of weapons of mass destruction, the most indispensable thing is rockets and other ground-washing weapons.

At the Modu Survivor Base, more than a dozen rocket launchers adjusted their flight angles under the operation of the Rocket Force and waited for the order to launch.

Seeing this, Li Xian no longer wanted to pay attention to these zombies.

It seems that animals, like humans, are just a weak force in the last days, and the strength of zombies is far beyond their imagination.

Helplessly, lamenting that it had no effect, he had to collect the crystal nuclei of the mutant with the animals, and the hot blood in his heart gradually cooled.

The speed at which the hunters excavated the crystal nucleus continued to increase, and one by one they did it with hideous expressions.

The monster in the sky is so terrifying that even missiles can't kill it, so let's hurry up and run for your life!

Rushing!

After another period of time, when the crystal nucleus excavation work was about to come to an end and the time given was about to come to an end, the whistling sound of a rocket once again attracted the vision of the people below.

The rocket launcher in the Survivor Base of the Demon Capital launched their stockpile, more than twenty rockets, no less powerful than the missiles just dropped by the plane.

When the pterosaur saw the flying rockets, it instantly remembered the fear of being set on fire, and if it took a few more attacks, it would definitely not be able to stand it.

If a piece of debris enters the biological air sac, it will fall from a thousand meters in the air, and after it falls to the ground, its life will be mortally threatened, because its strength depends on the sky.

Moreover, the shrapnel is in the body, once it is hit, the fragments will continue to penetrate deep into the body, and even roll in the body and be hit, it is absolutely certain death!

Thinking of this, the pterosaur desperately drove the biological air sac, flapping its wings desperately, trying to get away from the thing with the flames.

It's just that although the speed of the rocket is not faster than that of a supersonic fighter, its speed is still not comparable to that of the current pterosaur with impaired flight function.

After the pterodactyl rolled in embarrassment, the backyard and tail were hit by rockets, and a violent explosion burst into the sky again.

There was a terrible wail, and one rocket after another literally killed the pterodactyl, and the shrapnel continued to increase in the body, and the wings of the pterosaur could no longer support it to continue flying.

The last thing it wanted happened, and several pieces of shrapnel in its body rushed left and right in the impact of the explosion, and finally entered the intricate biological air sac.

Large strands of blood spurted from the pterodactyl's belly, and finally, the pterosaur staggered in the direction of the city center with a wail.

Rather, it was a number of missiles, which had already knocked the pterosaur from the sky before they could all hit, which also relieved the hunters who were digging for crystal nuclei.

But before they could rejoice, zombies from all corners of the city arrived.