45 Contact Battles
"For a second." The bobcat shook his head, as if sorry for Tony.
Everyone else laughed out loud.
Tony also smiled helplessly: "Okay, I'm losing this time." β
There's no shame in losing to a pretty lady.
Mary lifted control of the Warframe, "You can sit here. β
"No, I guess I'd better go fly."
"Don't be discouraged by the rich man, my ability is to control all electronic devices."
"As I guessed, I'll have to find a way to upgrade the armor's defenses when I get back, maybe shielding out the brainwaves."
Tony slipped away, and Mary was a little sorry.
"It's a pity."
Then she looked at Warren quietly.
Warren blinked, "Do you want me to fly a plane too?" Then you have to get ready to skydive. β
"Oh, the advisor is instigated."
"Don't be like that, Mary, you can find me, how about this weekend?"
β¦β¦
The atmosphere suddenly became lively again until we arrived at our destination.
"Prepare to land."
The rear compartment of the transport plane opened, and the air turbulence swarmed in.
"Advisor, I can't skydive." Nightmare classmates panicked all of a sudden.
"Actually, I won't either, but I can fly!"
swish
The angel's wings of light spread, and the holy light brightens the blind eye.
"Wait a minute."
Warren took control of his mind and lowered the light of his wings.
"Wait until I turn on night mode, don't be too conspicuous."
Everyone: "......"
"Okay, there are seven of you, two people can sit in the cockpit of the Luna, three on top, and the remaining two can hold its thighs, what kind of parachute do you want."
Everyone looked at the Black Cat Luna, and it seemed to be the case.
Two ladies huddled in the cockpit.
Bobcat and Hoteye sit in the crook of Luna's powerful arms and touch its fusion cannon.
The Nightmare sat on top of it and could study the cat's ears that seemed to be decorating but were actually detectors.
Bison and iron-eaters trample on the soles of their feet and hug their thighs.
"I feel like I'm the lead man of First Blood right now."
"The trick you killed?"
The thrusters behind the back activated, and because of the manned sake, the Red Queen only had a small amount of power activated, and the Luna flew out of the transport plane and landed at a slightly slower speed.
After all, there are several hanging outside, and I'm afraid I'm not going to blow them away if it's fast.
Warren is their bodyguard, preventing it from really being blown away.
Landing safely.
"Hot Eye, you and Mary follow the Luna and support us in the rear."
"Yes."
"Others, prepare to fight!"
"Yes."
Everyone plugged in their headphones and put on the masks of the Demon Gang.
Hot-eyed vigilantly looked around, alert to all sources of heat in their field of vision.
This is the agreed place for the transaction, and after they landed, they sent a message to the terrorists, and they will come to contact them in a short time.
β¦β¦
About fifteen minutes later, Hot Eye suddenly reported.
"1,200 meters to the southeast, twenty-seven people, three jeeps, two trucks."
"I intercepted their communications and forwarded them to the Red Queen."
As a result, there was a chatter in everyone's headphones that they couldn't understand the language, and the place was a mixture of various languages, and the terrorists themselves might not be able to communicate well with each other.
Fortunately, the red queen is a scholar, which is not a problem for her, and she immediately translated it.
ββ¦β¦ Norman told me that he couldn't reach Martin Lee anymore, so he killed the guy who came to trade this time. β
"Understood, Chief."
Although only the last two sentences were intercepted, it was enough.
"Wow, are they already aware of it?"
"Looks like Norman Osborne is cunning."
"But just sent about two dozen people? Underestimate us. β
Warren also said: "Since this is the case, then you are welcome, take the initiative!" β
Since the other party is aware of it, there is no need to pretend, directly attack the whole army, defeat it head-on, capture the prisoners, read the memory, find the nest, cut the grass and eradicate the roots, never suffer in the future, and hum in one go, isn't it beautiful?
As soon as he heard the order, the bison and the iron-eating beast stopped acting, and tore off the suit of the Heart Demon Gang on their bodies.
The bison's muscles swelled to surpass the two-meter strong man of the Iron Eater, and its skin turned brownish-red, its nostrils spewed hot air, and two horns grew from behind the devil's mask.
The iron-eater turned the ring on his middle finger, and the whole person instantly metallized.
A bull demon king and an iron man began to charge with heavy steps, kicking up smoke and dust.
"I don't like fanfare."
The lynx pulled out two pistols, his eyes turned into vertical pupils, his ears became pointed, and he followed closely from the side, hiding his tracks with the help of various stones and food along the way, which was his habit.
"Mary, cut off their communications, hot eyes, monitor the battlefield, don't let them run."
After Warren finished speaking, he no longer hidden, and the whole person flew directly into the sky, and then stared at the terrorist convoy in the distance, and the blasting ability turned into the strongest thruster to launch, and rushed over like a meteor.
Steel.
Bullet time.
The speed of the flight was undoubtedly the fastest, a distance of a thousand meters was less than two seconds for Warren, and the terrorists had barely turned on the safety before he had already swooped over the convoy.
Force back jump!
The biggest advantage of this skill is that it can erase inertia in an instant, and with the huge weight and ultra-high speed of Warren's tempering, it will definitely be deflated if you don't wear an Edelman alloy armor.
But after using a forced backjump to wipe out the inertia, like a meteor falling, he just stepped on the roof of the truck, and flipped back as lightly as a feather, while the flames of his hands surged out.
This scene reminded Warren of a famous saying: If you don't work hard, you will jump with sword energy
He jumped and blasted after this, should he be considered hard or not?
After adjusting the position with the back jump, what was exposed to Warren's attack was a truckload of terrorists, who were about to draw their guns and shoot the moment Warren appeared, but how could their reaction be compared to Warren, who had a bullet time bonus and was ready for a long time?
Feel the greetings from the angels at 1,500 degrees Celsius!
Boom β
The entire truck compartment turned into a sea of fire, and it was as if a demon was dancing in it.
"Stop, attack!"
The other terrorists hurried to stop and stay away from the car, for fear of being served by Warren like this.
After getting out of the car, it was immediately a barrage and RPG to greet Warren in the face, but the attack tore Warren's figure apart, leaving only the shimmering butterfly in the air to dissipate.
The terrorists have a black question mark on their faces, what is that?
The terrorist, who was carrying the barrel of the cannon with a bewildered face, suddenly felt a force snatch away his individual launcher, and when he looked back, he saw an enlarged army green livery.
βHeadshootοΌβ
A cannon slammed the guy away, and Warren kicked the box next to him.
The boxes were kicked away and disintegrated in the air, revealing seven or eight of them.
In that moment, Warren was a devil, because his hands were raised and aimed at the shells.
During the bullet time, the faces of the terrorists gradually became frightened and wanted to flee.
But late.
No need to charge, shoot quickly.
"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven!"
With Warren's counting and the flash of fire in his palm, all the cannonballs were detonated by Warren, the flames and explosions roared in the air, and the air in the entire space seemed to turn solid and then slammed by a hammer, and for a while, everyone's ears felt as if they had been slapped by 10,000 basketballs.
Not only are many terrorists unable to hear, but they are staggering and unable to stand on their feet, and their sense of balance is in question.
At this time, two fierce men entered the battlefield and slapped them to the ground like bullying children.
In the shadows, two pistols are fired, each bullet hitting the enemy's shoulder or knee with precision.
To keep them alive, you also need their memories to guide you.