Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Charging Tank
The tip of the knife sparked a spark on the concrete, and the grinding of metal drowned out the clamor of clamour. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
No one dared to take a step forward, and the three hundred people forgot to shoot in unison!
A monster that can't even be killed with a bazooka, can they really beat him?
Step by step is like stepping on their hearts, and it's okay for everyone to have a tailwind, but they won't be the first to be the first to be killed by things that obviously kill them.
"Throw grenades! Shoot! Fast! ”
At this time, the soldiers in the original barracks showed excellent quality, and he knew that if he didn't do something, hundreds of people would definitely collapse without a fight, and it would not be a dead word at that time!
The leader gritted his teeth and shouted to pull everyone out of the abyss of fear, and he himself took the lead in shooting!
The bullet was still blocked by an invisible barrier, and the impact and fragments of the grenade were all blocked!
Every wisp of smoke reminds them that it is an irresistible force.
Just when the bullets were about to run out, suddenly the barrier between the two sides began to appear like a crack in glass, slowly spreading bigger and bigger!
"Keep shooting!!"
The team leader saw that things had changed, and his eyes lit up!
A cloud of blood mist erupted on Chen Guang's shoulder, knowing that he would definitely be surrounded in the stalemate, he set his eyes on the railing of the residential building!
Click!
The steel bars on the guardrails of several buildings were directly pulled out by the telekinesis, and under the action of Chen Guang's telekinesis, the ends of the reinforcing bars began to twist in a spiral shape, gradually becoming sharper, and finally turned into steel thorns.
After being distracted, more and more bullets passed through him, and those thugs became more and more excited, and began to have the courage to approach Chen Guang, what if they had strange abilities!
I don't believe that you can't die like this!
The thugs thought they were in control of the situation, and their sweaty and greasy faces vented their instinctive violence, but they didn't know that this was what Chen Guang needed!
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In the barracks, Yu Shandong was talking to people over the radio.
"I understand, I'll send a team of men and horses to take down the stronghold tomorrow!"
Then he put down the phone, and there was a dense burst of gunfire outside, and he frowned and shouted, "What's going on outside!" ”
At this time, the guards ran over in a panic and shouted in a panic: "Third brother! Can't stop it!! ”
"Tell them to stay alive! I'm going to ask about the situation! ”
The guard was stunned for a moment, and then said in fear: "No... It's our people... I was about to collapse when I was killed by that man! ”
"Where's the black-skinned sniper?"
"I didn't know where I was hiding!"
Yu Shandong's face was gloomy, and he rushed out of the administrative building without saying a word, and ran towards a huge warehouse...
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The roof of a bungalow is about 2,800 meters away from Chen Guang's location.
Hiding behind a hanger with tattered sheets hanging from it, he lurks in the night, waiting for his prey to appear.
He had been hiding here for several hours, and the autumn equinox blew by, blowing the white sheets and swaying, which not only gave his restless heart a trace of comfort, but also gave him natural cover in disguise.
He watched the battle from the thermal imaging scope, and a smile appeared on his lips.
The observer next to him looked proud, put down the observation glass, and said with a smile: "Sure enough, it's the Stranger, or you're smart." ”
Fu Zhouming sneered, he absolutely believed in his sniper ability, and that shot during the day would definitely hit the other party, and he had this confidence.
But when I searched, I couldn't find the body, and I couldn't find a trace of blood!
After his analysis, he can be sure that the other party must be a stranger!
Although he doesn't know what the specific ability is, he has a way to test it out.
As long as the man is in this place, he can kill him with a human head! Anyway, these people are not his people who died.
When the Adept's energy is depleted, that's the moment he delivers the fatal blow!
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In the area of the firefight, Chen Guang was surrounded by armed thugs, and the bullets were frantically tilting towards him.
There are more and more places to defend, and the stinging pain in his mind is stronger than the pain in his body, this is the process of ability control from rusty to skilled and even perfect, just like the process of a fat man training his fat body into muscles.
Although the mental sting can completely crush a person, Chen Guang gritted his teeth and survived!
"Go ahead!" Chen Guang's consciousness was launched.
I saw those steel spikes turn into countless phantoms, and the speed of that speed sounded in the air, and they flew at a speed that was difficult to catch.
The steel thorns frantically continued to shoot through the bodies of those thugs, shooting through the thugs in the first three rows one after another, stringing their bodies into a string of blood gourds, under the continuous blessing and pressure of Chen Guang's mental power, the steel thorns stirred the flesh and bones at high speed, terrifying and abnormal!
"Ah~! My bones! ”
"Ghosts! Ghost! ”
"Run!"
It was like an electric drill drilling into the body, and the screams were accompanied by flying blood and flesh, killing and injuring more than a dozen people in an instant.
Poof!
With the tragic death of the front row, the thugs crowded together in the middle instantly turned around and fled backwards, but they were blocked on the street by the reinforcements from the rear, and the scene was suddenly out of order.
Poof! Poof!
The steel spikes continue to shoot through and gallop, the speed is getting faster and faster, and the control is getting more and more perfect, like an armor-piercing bullet that can turn, and the thugs who stand in the way will soon become a blood sieve!
All you can hear is the sound of babbling, and soon the thugs are rushing towards the surrounding alleys!
At this time, Chen Guang noticed the footsteps on the roofs of the surrounding buildings, and saw that the three thugs on the left and right were about to launch with bazookas, and the steel spikes speeding in mid-air instantly turned around, piercing the necks of two of them, and then hit the warhead fuse of the bazooka, and with a bang, the man also exploded into a pile of blood mist.
The steel thorns that flew through the sky were like the scythe of death, harvesting the thugs who had no time to escape.
Suddenly, there was a violent roar at the end of the long street, and a main battle tank crossed the slope and used the acceleration to fly briefly in the air, and when it landed, the tracks ran over the thugs who could not escape, leaving a long trail of blood.
Chen Guang's mind was caused by a sense of crisis that drove the reflex nerves, and he subconsciously crashed into the residential building with his arm.
Sure enough, the army-green paint raised a puff of dust, and the 125mm smoothbore cannon turned, slamming at the location of the long street, and the flames formed a circle of fire at the muzzle, and at the same time, the place where Chen Guang was standing before exploded into a big pit!
Subsequently, the tank constantly changed course, and another shot was fired towards the residential building! The concrete wall could not withstand the bombardment of artillery shells, and half of the building was blasted out of a large gap.
"Tanks are all there! I'm going to settle this place! ”
A sound and shadow kept shuttling back and forth in the street, Chen Guang was not stupid enough to use his body to resist the tank's artillery, and immediately used his speed to constantly sprint between the buildings, intending to disturb the judgment of the tanker.
The soles of his feet slammed into force, and this was the first time he had used the full power of his muscles.
I saw Chen Guang jump up more than three meters high, grabbed the clothes pole in the middle of the alley, and rolled against the edge of the roof water tank.
The action is like a flowing cloud.
Is it the muscles and reflexes of the supernatural?
Yu Shandong in the tank held the handle tightly, the engine was running at full speed, and the 58-ton King of Land once again turned the muzzle, and the track ran over the potholed road, galloping at full speed.