Chapter 517: We Won't Be Afraid
Of course, there is no one like Tang Luo who directly holds his hand at others.
Strictly speaking, in addition to the earlier "trolley" version, more should be called the "Vulcan Cannon".
Targeted by the Degree Artifact Gatling, the drunkard didn't show any fear.
He took out a gun several times before he pulled out a gun and shouted at Tang Luo, "Do you know who my dad is? ”
"Who?" Tang Luo looked around.
found that the onlookers were also full of curiosity, who is this drunken man's father?
However, this did not affect them to cheer for Tang Luo and the others fanatically, and they were not worried about accidental injuries at all.
didn't wait for Tang Luo to shoot and turn this drunk into a drunk.
A shrill siren sounded from behind the drunk, and the crowd parted, revealing a tall black figure.
The streamlined full-wrap exoskeleton armor, more than two meters tall, and a Y-shaped red line on the black arc helmet emitted a red light, revealing a strong sense of oppression.
On the left shoulder is a Gatling gun, and on the other side is a miniature missile launcher.
The armor was filled with a variety of weapons, including guns, flashbangs, grenades, and cold weapons like alloy daggers.
A standard war machine.
On the chest of the battle armor was the symbol of the gods' gift that Tang Luo had seen.
This set of armor is also a "specialty" given by the gods, and it is the only one in the wasteland, called "Hand of God", and it is not sold to the public.
Like Wrath of the Gods, the Hand of the Gods is more than just the name of a weapon.
It is also the code name of the troops given by the gods.
This is a wasteland, and even the gods' gifts can't make people lay down their weapons and enter the city.
Judging from the fanatical expressions of the people around him, this city of gods and Buddhas is not very peaceful.
The Hand of God soldiers in front of them are mainly responsible for maintaining the peace of the Gaze City.
In this steel city, ten soldiers of the Hand of God patrol the city at all times.
In addition to this, there are also security squads.
In this clash between the drunkard and Tang Luo, there happened to be a God Hand soldier nearby.
He separated the crowd and approached, without half a word of nonsense, not even bothering to say, "Put down the gun, you are already surrounded by me", and reached out to grab it.
The drunkard's head was pinched in his hands.
"You know my dad......"
Before the drunk could tell who his father was, the black palm was closed, and with the sound of bones cracking, the drunkard's head was pinched and exploded on the spot.
There was a moment of silence.
What about the second generation of the wasteland?
Who the hell is your dad! It's good to let people finish their words and then kill them.
The onlookers sighed, this hand of the gods didn't know how to satisfy everyone's curiosity.
Can you, the hand of God, do whatever you want?
Yes, the Hand of God can do whatever it wants.
The Hand of God Armor is not something that anyone can wear, and it must be trained to truly control this armor created by the Celestial Gods.
The Hand of God is an even more precious class than the Wrath of God pilots.
Moreover, the hand of God is measured.
Even if they don't remember who the drunk is, the combat support system will tell them who it is.
It's really the son of an important person, and it's recorded in the data files.
The Hand of God Warframe will stop on its own, making it impossible to target these people.
It won't happen that "I'm a soldier king, and because I killed my boss's son, I embarked on the road of destroying my old boss and dominating the wasteland by the way".
Having killed the drunkard and throwing the body to the ground, the Gatling on the shoulder of the Hand of God was aimed at Tang Luo, and with a slight turning sound, the muzzle of the gun spewed flames!
There is also no nonsense, in front of the hand of God, people who are not on the archives can be killed.
If you change to a normal security team, the most serious thing is to detain Tang Luo and the drunkard, and the follow-up depends on the situation.
But the hand of God appeared, and without saying a word, it was the momentum of thunder, and the killing was decisive.
Whether that drunk ghost really has a small background, or has taken too many psychedelic drugs to fantasize about a second-generation identity, it makes no difference to the Hand of God.
Tang Luo, a stranger who had just entered the City of Gaze, was even more of a small person who was not worth mentioning.
If it's someone with ulterior motives, it's even better.
Death is their only fate.
Bullets poured against the Hurricane to the ground, leaving white marks on the ground of a special material, and stray bullets flew away.
Part falls on the Hurricane.
Another part...... It didn't hurt the onlookers.
The group loved to watch the excitement and had a keen sense of danger, and when the Hand of God dropped the body of a drunk, they knew they were going to do it.
Therefore, they had already dispersed in a hurry and ran to a safe place to watch.
"Huh?"
A slightly surprised sound of doubt sounded inside the helmet, but it did not reach the outside, and Gatling's bullets were all missed.
The target that had been locked on disappeared the moment the muzzle erupted with flames.
The combat support system has not yet rediscovered the target.
The Hand of God soldier instinctively felt a palpitation and looked up at the sky.
In the screen, a figure jumped into the air, dodging the bullet as the Gatling in his hand sounded, and the muzzle of the gun also burst into flames.
The Gatling on his shoulder adjusted the moment of the letter as the Hand of God soldier's gaze moved.
The bullets pouring down from the sky had already landed on the Hand of God armor.
The powerful impact caused the Hand Soldier to take two steps back, and the bullet lost its aim and flew into the sky, missing its target.
But there was not a trace of the armor, not even a white mark.
"Do you have any special equipment?" The Hand of God soldier said secretly in his heart.
The height of the jump, or the complete disregard for Gatling's recoil, is abnormal.
And dare to fight back, if you don't die obediently, this is a dangerous element that must be killed!
Tang Luo landed, and the Gatlin in his hand was still roaring.
The Hand of God soldiers leaned forward with their hands to protect their relatively fragile heads, resisting the tremendous kinetic energy of the bullets.
At the same time, the miniature homing missile on the shoulder has locked onto the target, and after flying into the sky, it will attack Tangluo.
Its power is equivalent to that of a grenade, but it is not particularly large, and it is also used for patrolling the city.
If it is an out-of-town mission, the power of miniature missiles is not the same.
With a turn of the gun, the satellite homing missile, which was still in the sky, was fired into a ball of flames.
Tang Luo swept over with Gatling, and the barrage destroyed all the missiles that had been fired one after another in mid-air.
"How could it be......" The Hand of God soldier was taken aback.
The missiles fired are not paper airplanes, they can be easily captured.
Even the Hand of God takes a certain amount of time.
The barrage formed by Gatling swept through, and the luck was not so good, and all five missiles were exploded, right?
What's more, it was done while dodging their own shots and moving at high speed.
Under the opponent's black robe, what kind of high-grade armor is hidden?
It shouldn't be!
Their God's Divine Hand, the Divine Hand, is the strongest individual armor in the wasteland, and there is no one!
The gunfire stopped.
The Gatling on the shoulder of the Hand of God stopped turning, and the bullets were gone.
And the bullets on Tang Luo's side, there is still a minute to go!
The bullet carried a huge amount of kinetic energy and landed on the armor again, and the Hand soldiers took a few steps back, throwing a flashbang and a blinding light that engulfed everything around them.
The gunfire stopped.
The Hand of God soldiers had already rushed in front of Tang Luo, holding an alloy dagger with iron as clay in one hand and a pistol in the other, aimed at Tang Luo's head.
At the same time as the shot was fired, the dagger was slashed at his neck.
The bullet was dodged by Tang Luo's slight head turn, and dodging at such a close range was not at all the reaction and speed that humans could have.
At the same time, the muzzle of the gun was almost pressed against the lower abdomen of the Hand of God soldier.
Zero distance, fire again!
The roaring bullet tore through the armor, and the Hand of God soldiers flew upside down, tumbling all the way, leaving a trail of blood.
The Gatling and bullets that were blessed with the light were enough to shred the Hand of God armor.
The ordinary people inside, of course, are no different from rags in front of Gatling bullets.
The muzzle of the gun was hot and red, and white smoke was coming out.
Tang Luo looked at the hurricane who was destroyed in the battle and said, "You have to lose money." ”
The car I just bought was ruined when I turned around, and the hurricane was not called a heavy monster, so naturally he couldn't withstand such a fierce battle.
It's already riddled with holes.
Fortunately, there was no explosion.
Donlo put Gatling back on his back and threw away the empty magazine, leaving the remaining bullets to shoot 45 seconds.
Stepping on the bullet casings all over the ground, Tang Luo walked up to the broken hurricane and took the initiative to dismantle it.
Since it's all broken, let's tear it down, and maybe we'll be able to find the obsidian inside.
Not far away, louder and piercing sirens could already be heard.
There are more Divine Hand Hands approaching in the vigilante squad.
Look at the center of the city, and at the highest point, towering buildings stand like black towers.
This is the core of the Celestial Gifts, the place where the Council of Five is located.
The supreme authority bestowed by the Celestial Gifts is the Council of Five.
He controls everything that the gods have bestowed.
Three of them are in charge of the "real power personnel" bestowed by the gods, and are responsible for various daily tasks.
The other two are scientific researchers, who are responsible for various research and development work, including weapons and equipment.
These two scientific researchers do not have much real power, but their status is higher than that of the other three real power personnel, because they master the core technology and are the two closest to the "gods", and there is no one.
It is only by relying on these two that the natural brilliance and gifts can be truly sprinkled.
Quiet conference room, the door being pushed open.
A rather unruly-looking, unkempt man barged in.
"Lao Li?"
"What's wrong?"
The three people in the conference room who were discussing things softly turned their heads at the same time, their eyes sharp as knives, but they relaxed when they saw the comer.
"Don't be afraid of what I'm going to say next."
That old Li's face was full of fanaticism, excitement, excitement, and a hint of unknown fear.
"We are committee members and we will not be afraid."
"Okay, the God Hand squad in the city is about to be defeated!"
"Huh?"
"What?"
The three of them looked at each other in confusion and sat up straight.
"It was solved by a person who called himself a poor monk called Xuanzang!" Lao Li said excitedly.
"The Great Day Temple?" One person replaces the projection in the room, showing a group of bald heads.
"No, there are hairy ones." Lao Li shook his head.
"Hair, is this it?" Another picture was changed, a certain period among the saints, a few with hair.
"White hair." Lao Li said.
"This?" Replace the picture with an old man.
"What the hell!" Lao Li said, "Have you ever watched the video sent over, that white-haired Xuanzang, a person who took a Gatling to solve the members of the five God's Hands!" ”
"Poof!" Someone almost burst out laughing.
I thought there was really something, but it turned out that Lao Li came again, and he often had some messy thoughts and took his dreams as reality.
But everyone is also used to it, and it is normal for the man closest to the god to have a little fantasy.
Said the Cryptic Whisperer
There are two shifts today, and there will be later in the evening.