The poisonous explosion insects that fell from the sky fell into the explosion range of the scattered bombs, and countless shrapnel exploded in the poisonous explosion insects that expanded to the limit, and most of the poisonous explosion insects were blown into pieces of green mist by the shrapnel through many places.

The tank armored vehicles next to them were stained with light, and they were not directly hit by the poisonous explosion insects dropped by the flying dragon, but even the falling acid mist caused the top armor of these already scarred combat vehicles to be seriously damaged.

The automatic weapons on the top were almost all damaged, and Wang Zhiyuan buckled up the gas mask and thick gloves, and carefully pushed open the top cover of the turret that was still emitting white smoke.

Set up the Cloudburst Incendiary Launcher, aim at the swarm of wyverns that swoop down from the air, and fire the last of the Cloudburst Molotov bombs stored in the tank.

As soon as the missile left the launch tube, Wang Zhiyuan didn't care about the effect of the hit, just threw away the launcher, grabbed the turret hatch with both hands, and slipped back into the turret.

A wave of fire spread out in the air, and together with the convoy on the ground, Han Shaojie roared on the radio: "Red wolf~ What are you doing?" At such a close distance, a cloudburst bomb would burn everyone to death. ”

After a while, the flames stuck to the armor of the combat vehicle were extinguished by the wind pressure of high-speed driving, Wang Zhiyuan stared at the commander's observation scope to check the pitted armor on the top of the turret, and replied lightly: "Aren't all armored vehicles in the military have a high fire level?" Can't hold such a small fire? All the weapons on my side are offline, what other tricks do you have? ”

The group of flying dragons in the dive was completely burned by Wang Zhiyuan's trick of killing one thousand enemies and self-inflicting eight hundred, and most of the flying dragons in the middle who had no time to turn directly threw themselves into the exploding fireball.

The waves of fire destroyed all the sensory organs around the body, and the tight wing membranes on the wing bones contracted rapidly, turning into fireballs and crashing into the white fog behind the convoy.

A few wyverns on the edge who had managed to escape the fire wave were blown away by the scorching wave of air and pounced on the roof of the chariot that had no weapons to attack.

The already fragile turret armor above Wang Zhiyuan's head was smashed into dents by a pair of powerful forelimbs of the flying dragon, and the barely movable mechanical arm on the right side grabbed the flying dragon's hind legs and dragged half of his body off the turret.

Turning around, he pushed open the shell ejection port of the aft compartment of the turret, picked up the automatic shotgun, and pressed against the lower half of the wyvern's chest outside the hatch, firing more than a dozen shots in a row, and in an instant, the reddish-brown carapace was hit by fragments flying horizontally, revealing the broken muscle tissue inside.

Breaking one of the dragon's hind legs, Wang Zhiyuan slapped the hatch door to manipulate the rotten mechanical arm of the joint, and pulled the dragon that broke his chest cavity off the tank.

In front of him, a flying dragon that was smashing the windshield of an armored RV was grabbed by a robot, crawling out from the side and swinging a circular saw to cut through the carapace, and two rifles pierced into the wound and fired directly into two.

Wang Zhiyuan saw that the top armor of the turret of the main battle tank on the right had been nearly smashed by the two club-like forelimbs of the flying dragon, and immediately said to the robot No. 5 on the roof of the car who picked up the self-saving wood and smashed the head of the flying dragon: "Go over and kill it immediately, the bug on the tank next to me, I need the people inside to live." ”

Just as Robot 5 jumped on the tank, Xia Lingyun's scream came from the communication channel, and the flying dragon that burst out of the smoke and dust tore a big hole in the left wall of the bedroom compartment.

Wang Zhiyuan saw that Feilong's head had already burrowed into the bedroom, picked up the shotgun and replaced the last magazine and was about to rush out of the turret, when suddenly Feilong's body began to twitch violently.

Dozens of bullets pierced the back of the dragon's skull, and Xia Lingyun, who was wearing red and black painted power armor, kicked the sparse dragon out of the carriage with a kick, and shouted on the communication channel with a multi-barreled machine gun with a red barrel: "Who else?" This Grimm machine gun is so cool, it's mine from now on. ”

Wang Zhiyuan hurriedly said in the communication channel: "Yours ~ are all you~ don't be too important, you don't care if you carry me every day in the future, now hurry up and find a place to hide, we are already very close to the tunnel." ”

The roof leak happened to be raining overnight, and the wounded soldiers on the chariot next to it had not yet been contained, and a dozen giant balloon-like hosts roared up from behind the ridge on the left side of the road, their fat bodies full of unhatched egg sacs.

Without the drag of the flying dragon, Wang Zhiyuan was not very worried about this kind of slow thing, those fat hosts just exceeded the height of the mountain ridge, and a sharp whistle suddenly resounded through the valley.

As the host's abdomen shrinks, the flight speed becomes faster and faster, and the altitude decreases rapidly along the veins of the ridge. Like a balloon that suddenly released its air, it screamed and rushed towards the top of Wang Zhiyuan's head.

Wang Zhiyuan stood up in the turret, took out the two boxes of spare ammunition in the automatic machine gun's ammunition supply slot, and hung them on both sides of the coaxial M2 heavy machine gun.

Holding the grips on both sides of the magazine, he forced his thumb to hold down the shooting button with the pain of the tiger's mouth, and shouted: "There are still less than ten minutes away from the tunnel, the robot Karma and No. 5 bring a working machine gun to the roof of the car, and we can't let these hosts block us at the mouth of the tunnel." ”

The 12.7 mm machine gun bullet hit the nearest host in the abdomen for more than half a box and more than 100 rounds before the host less than 50 meters above Wang Zhiyuan's head fell to the ground.

The host, who tore a large hole in his abdomen, plunged headlong into the farmland behind the right side of the convoy, and the hundreds of ten oocysts under the rapidly shrinking abdomen burst open one by one.

In the exploding oocysts, two mantis insects with very light shells at the same time drilled out of the oocysts to shake off the mucus all over their bodies, and after a few roars, more than two hundred praying mantis insects whose shells had not yet completely hardened chased in the direction of the convoy.

A tentacle in the back was a host full of poisonous explosive insects, and the fire of the automatic rifles of the four or five warriors on the infantry chariot next to it was getting closer and closer.

Xia Lingyun wore power armor and carried a multi-barreled machine gun in her left hand and a 12.7mm anti-materiel sniper rifle on her back and climbed up with difficulty

Roof.

Backed by a 30mm twin-mounted anti-aircraft gun that had lost its system connection, lifting the multi-barrel machine gun and aiming at the host in front of him was a strafing shot.

Xia Lingyun let out a roar, and the 300-round bullet box hanging next to the drive motor was emptied in an instant.

The dense rain of bullets shattered the host's huge cup-shaped eyes, and the blind host, whose head blossomed, turned to dodge and crashed headfirst into a boulder jutting out of the hill on the left side of the road.

Emptying a box of bullets, Xia Lingyun casually threw the multi-barreled machine gun with a red barrel at her feet, took off the anti-materiel sniper rifle on her back and put it on the base of the twin anti-aircraft gun, and fired 7 shots in a row, shattering the wrinkled shell between the host's eyes.

Before the convoy entered the tunnel, it changed its magazine and fired 10 shots in less than ten seconds, and the nearest host completely lost control and crashed directly into the abdomen of another host not far away.

Seeing that the survivor convoy arrived at the mouth of the tunnel, Wang Zhiyuan hurriedly clicked on Xia Lingyun's avatar and shouted: "Gun God~ It's okay, I've seen your strength, hurry back to the car, it's hard to say what is dark in the tunnel." ”

As soon as the last red tank of the team drove into the tunnel, the two hosts huddled together collided with the rock wall at the mouth of the tunnel, and the huge body and the spalled rock completely blocked the last ray of light at the mouth of the tunnel.