143. Pattern (Page 1/1)

Pastoral Song pulled a cloak around his wet shoulders and walked barefoot. When he passed by Tang Wei, he casually pinched the sample and took a closer look, then pinched it into powder, and shouted hoarsely: "The main attack of the Muzi Banner, the aftermath of the Dragon Ziqi, the rest of the people will get out of the way for me!"

At this time, the door of the transport warehouse module to the keel avenue opened, and a female civilian screamed: "Evacuate from this side!

Jiang Lin resolutely agreed: "Muqi take care." Then the young masters of the Drift Fire Camp dispersed in a hurry. The messy transport pod suddenly emptied.

The woman screamed to the madrigal: "Didn't you hear!!Hurry up! Ordinary samurai can't resist these stone sculptures at all, only naval guns can destroy them! The flagship has decisively decided to eject the transport module!"

Obviously, the tragic death of the samurai in the corridor had made Li Zi and the others realize the disparity in force between the two sides. The lesser of two evils, Li Zi ordered the raiders to attack the flagship, just to prevent more stone sculptures from landing on the Tianshu. And those stone sculptures that have already occupied the transport module are as unstoppable as a virus, and if you want to stop them from occupying the whole ship, you can only catapult the entire module into the universe.

"I'm going to try to block these stones. Please don't abandon my cabin until I destroy them. "The cloak of the madrigal dragged on the ground, and the silhouette of the majestic shore was like that of an ancient dictator. It's just that what he gives is the most gentle dictatorship.

Then Wen Xuanji screamed and ran past the madrigal, rushed to the female officer, crashed into the corridor, and ran away against the wall. The female officer covered her lips and thought, the two are also in the army, why is the handsome index so far apart.

"The superiors will bear the responsibility for the defeat, and you are completely obliged to die here! Please retreat immediately!" The time was urgent, and the female officer could only hold out for a few seconds.

The female officer spoke about the current situation, but Madrigal thought more long-term. Although a strong man's broken wrist can solve the urgent need, it is not a long-term solution. If you don't accumulate experience against the enemy in a small-scale firefight, when the stone statue lands on the Tianshu on a large scale, it will be the day when all the people die in battle - of course, the high-level can also implement the tactics of the strong man's broken wrist until only the head remains, such as abandoning the ship and fleeing in an escape pod, but Madrigal is a cold man, and he must plan for five hundred brothers and two hundred Valkyries.

The more people there are in the heart, the wider the pattern of the pastoral song.

"I can't stand failure, it's not about my superiors. Madrigal refused indifferently. He walked calmly towards the strange stone carvings, slashing at the curious, kind heads, and the bright light stretched his silhouette and cast it on the cold deck.

Pastoral made the choice to stand out from the crowd, and he calmly disobeyed the order and met the battle decisively. The pastoral song puts his safety in danger, just because he is hidden in his chest.

His back grew taller and taller in the female officer's field of vision.

The female officer opened her mouth wide. Her vision was transmitted to the bridge command in real time through the psychic network, and she didn't know how many pairs of frightened eyes were watching this back. This back may symbolize a victory that will turn the tide, or it can lead to a disaster that misses the opportunity.

"Persuade him to come back. ”

"Close the gates. ”

Two diametrically opposed orders were given at the same time, one in a pleasant and powerful voice, the other cold and firm. The female officer hesitated, choosing to obey the highest-ranking man—she reluctantly admonished, "Be careful!" and then resolutely pulled the glittering ends of her hair from the wall. As soon as the spiritual link is broken, the floodgates automatically close.

The warriors of the Shepherd Banner and the Dragon Banner had no distractions and had already entered the battle position.

The stone carvings changed their expressions of concern and curiosity, smiled and tilted their heads, and looked at the pastoral carefully, they became very interested in this sturdy man who was not wearing an inch and was only wrapped in a cloak.

The closed gate cut off the female officer's view and cut off the last retreat of the madrigal. Mu Ge lowered his hand and held the Qiguang Knife, not angry and arrogant: "Brothers, it seems that our strength is seriously underestimated." ”

"Yes, Muqi. Yang Ji stared at the corpse in the corridor sweating profusely, pretending to be calm. There was a statue of a person who had eaten at the door, and the four stone statues in the corridor were not idle, all staggering to pick and devour corpses, and the statue was smiling and happy as if it were having dinner after work, which was creepy.

"Muqi, I'll be your matchmaker. Tang Xianchu does not have the function of "fear". He was eager to fight.

"Okay, let these stone carvings be crushed into powder and become a stepping stone for our promotion!" Madrigal shouted, "Follow me!"

Mu Qi took the lead, picked up the Qiguang knife and rushed to the corridor. Lu Yu, Tang Xianchu, and Yang Ji each led a squad to cooperate with the siege. These three classes are the life and death brothers promoted by Muge, and they can be said to be the most elite thirty people in the camp. Coupled with the ten personal attendant samurai led by the madrigal, a total of forty people formed the first echelon, with a reasonable formation and superb momentum.

This round of imposing charges was faithfully recorded by the invisible elves wandering in the air, and uploaded to the command terminal without leaks. Maybe no one cares about it when it's busy, but when the dust settles, someone will definitely take it out and watch it repeatedly.

The stone sculpture in the hallway was eating, so the stone statue at the door bore the brunt of the killing. Sensing the samurai's will to charge, it grinned ecstatically and flicked its steel whip at it with a crackle.

"Bang", a warrior was drawn, the whole person flew back upside down, hit the wall, embedded in the human-shaped pit, and a mouthful of blood spilled all the way, it can be seen that the power of this whip is extremely strong, if it is changed to the young master soldier of the Flowing Fire Battalion, I am afraid that it has already been swept into two sections.

"Crack!" "Crack!" As the whip flailed, the other samurai were hit one after another, screaming and shooting in all directions like home runs.

But the offensive of the Muzi Banner was not affected at all, because the wounded soldiers could create more opportunities for the charging people, and this tacit understanding had already become the consensus of the Muzi Banner!

Sure enough, when the stone sculpture sensed the threat from the madrigal, its attack range was already stretched. The steel whip whistled and did not hit the madrigal. Attacked again, still did not hit. The pastoral song carried a streamer of light, and the figure was like a rainbow.

The stone carving's smile turned into a frozen expression, and it raised slightly, and saw the soaring warrior descend from the sky, and under the flying cloak, a free eagle eagle swayed behind a dazzling light knife.

What a dizzying picture.

In the angry shouting of swallowing mountains and rivers, Muge's qi light knife suddenly erupted, soaring to three meters long, and cut down with the force of splitting Huashan. The light knife of the direction of Biyi actually made a piercing sound of fingernails scratching the glass, and with a swing of the knife, although the stone sculpture was not split into two sides, it left a magma-like knife mark, half a meter deep, from the center of the eyebrows to the jaw, the wound turned outward, and the melted spar bubbled in the wound, like boiling blood.

The statue was disfigured, but its mouth could not make a sound, and it could only use its flagellants to whip the deck wildly, "clanging" to express severe pain and rage. The four stone statues eating in the corridor raised their heads at the same time, staring at the madrigal with round eyes.

"So hard?" Truth be told, it was the first time that Madrigal had come across something that was constantly being chopped by a light knife. Madrigal's knife can be said to be a desperate bet, infused with a full 500 light dust, it is estimated that it has reached the peak of destructive power, except for the Titan alloy armor of the capital ship, basically nothing can block this knife. The fact that this stone statue is still alive to express its protest is much beyond the expectations of the pastoral song.

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