Chapter 163 The military commander seeks benevolence and gets benevolence
After finishing speaking, Lu Ze's body fell straight forward. At the moment when he was parallel to the rotorcraft, his toes that were about to leave the steel plate of the cabin tapped lightly.
Buzz——
The eardrums of everyone in the cabin bulged slightly.
The 13-ton Falcon rotorcraft teleported upward half a meter.
Looking at his feet again, Lu Ze put his hands behind his hands and knocked out the air waves around him like a torrent, streaking through the white waves and falling to the earth like a meteor.
Lu Ze was very fast, and in just one second he caught up with Li Gu, who was already less than 30 meters away from the ground.
This man with skin as pale as paper and a calm face faithfully carried out Lu Ze's orders, even though he didn't have any umbrella on him, even if the ground was instantly flattened in front of him, his brows didn't even blink.
In the face of life and death, the incompletely evolved wasteland warriors are actually more calm and fearless than the wasteland warriors who claim to have evolved correctly.
During the rapid fall, when Lu Ze and Li Gu were on the same plane, he gently reached out and landed on Li Gu's left shoulder.
"I leave the fate of your companions to you."
As soon as the voice fell, Lu Ze pressed back with his hand. Waves of air raged around him, and his whole body shot towards the earth like an arrow from a string!
Li Gu's downward momentum was temporarily frozen in mid-air by Lu Ze's backhand push.
Li Gu looked at Lu Ze's back with bright eyes.
His falling speed instantly returned to zero. After gently stretching his body, he began to fall from rest again. He turned over and landed on the west bank of the river.
There, several pale figures raised their heads at the same time.
In the center surrounded by the crowd, Chang Zhi and everyone around him looked up in shock.
Look at the burly figure like a roc leaping towards you.
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"There are actually reinforcements...heh, a rotorcraft?"
"Should I praise your Shangnan military for its meticulous tactical arrangements, or should I say that the ignorant are fearless?"
Zhuo Ming sneered and pulled the war blade in his hand sharply.
When sparks bloomed, Lieutenant Colonel Shao Cheng was cut more than five meters away by the knife, and the force was released one after another.
He was horrified as he retreated, especially when he saw the gray-white war blade that Zhuo Ming casually threw into the sky, he felt a deep sense of powerlessness.
"Is this a genetic warrior..."
Zhuo Ming's power seemed to be endless. After dozens of battles, there was no sign of fatigue. Instead, his speed and attack intensity continued to increase.
When facing Zhuo Ming, Shao Cheng truly felt what a humanoid ferocious beast was.
That is not a product of this era at all...
Zhuo Ming forced Shao Cheng back with one punch, threw his knife into the air, then closed his body again, kicked up the air, and swept in front of Shao Cheng with great force.
"Can you be called a warrior just by yourself?"
"In the eyes of us wasteland warriors, they are nothing more than native chickens and tile dogs."
The overall situation around him has been decided, and Zhuo Ming's momentum is rising again.
Ordinary people regard it as poison, fearing that the mist they can't avoid will be endless fuel for warriors like them in the wilderness. When the mist that can disturb people's minds invades the body, it will not disturb his thinking, but will act like a stimulant.
It stimulates blood circulation throughout the body to accelerate and stimulates cells throughout his body to enter an extremely excited state.
Mist, wilderness.
This is the main battlefield of the wasteland warriors!
He swept his foot in front of Shao Cheng, causing nails to fly and arcs of electricity to appear.
The arc stick in the thick ranger mecha's hand bent again, and the whole person flew upside down.
Looking at Huang Jie next to him, he was unexpectedly followed closely by a wasteland warrior wearing a half-white bone mask.
Countless sparks flew, and Huang Jie flew out together.
The remaining four wasteland warriors, whose bodies were made of steel, charged and killed in the military battle formation under intensive firepower.
[Loss of 5 people in battle]!
【9 people lost in battle】!
【13 people lost in battle】!
The information in the data chain changes every second.
This inhuman and violent attack completely presented a one-sided and comprehensive suppression on the battlefield!
When hand-to-hand combat began, even retreat became a luxury for these soldiers.
"Seven realms against seven realms, I will kill you like a melon."
Zhuo Ming kicked Shao Cheng's left foot to the ground and stepped out of a half-meter deep pit. As the earth rippled, Zhuo Ming lifted his foot and stepped on the ground again.
The whole person's speed suddenly doubled.
The left fist that was released disappeared like a cannonball.
"Lord Lieutenant Colonel, how about you accept one of my extremely powerful wild fists, hahaha!"
Zhuo Ming laughed wildly.
No one expected that until this moment, Zhuo Ming would actually use the wasteland combat skill for the first time!
The punch with an impact of nearly 40 tons compresses the surrounding air into a thin layer, pushing it forward like a wall.
Shao Cheng, who was flying upside down and lost his balance, had just adjusted his steps when he saw the black fist that instantly invaded two meters in front of him.
The fists were hesitant and filled with deathly silence.
Shao Cheng roared fiercely, the engine was fully turned on, and all the energy was input into the forearm shield.
Layer upon layer, the four layers of force fields unfolded instantly, with an almost substantial white light.
He seemed to have unparalleled defense, but Shao Cheng's heart felt cold.
Because Zhuo Ming's speed was so fast that he only had time to superimpose the force field to four levels. The threatening reaction caused by that punch caused the red alarm light to flash crazily in his visor's eyepiece.
Life and death can only happen overnight.
With his scalp numb, Shao Cheng used all his strength to close his eyes and push forward hard!
boom!
The figure was like a meteorite, falling from the sky and falling straight between the two people.
The gravel and soil rose up to a height of ten meters.
Shock waves were sent out in all directions.
The terrifying momentum actually caused the fighting in all directions to stop at the same time, and they all looked at each other in unison.
After seeing the tall figure clearly in the dissipating fog, whether it was the soldiers of the 9th Squadron or the warriors of the wilderness who were charging, their brows jumped heavily.
With his right arm folded, the young man stretched out his right hand, thumb, index finger, and middle finger in a triangular position to gently press the pale fist that was as big as a casserole.
"The deal was agreed upon, why did you leave?"
The calm tone of a nightmare, like the three fingers of the towering mountains blocking all momentum, made Zhuo Ming's eyes suddenly freeze, and he blurted out:
"It's you!"
"General?" Behind the young man, Shao Cheng, who was curled up and raising his shield, raised his head in shock. In just a moment, except for the gravel and sand spraying onto his body, there was no momentum at all.
The light shield is safe as before.
30 centimeters in front of the light shield is Lu Ze's back, which is not generous.
Looking at his feet again, Lieutenant Colonel Shao Cheng lost his voice for a moment.
Where the three of them were standing, a full ten meters of ground showed a depression with a drop of half a meter.
"What's wrong, Commander Wu?" Zhuo Ming suddenly closed his fist, turned over and jumped ten meters to the ground, suddenly raised his arms, and the other five wasteland warriors responded.
"Commander Wu asked for benevolence, and when he saw your Excellency breaking the agreement, he was so angry that he died." Lu Ze didn't take Zhuo Ming's departure seriously. He slowly retracted the three fingers he extended and turned them into palms standing sideways in the air.
knife.
It is less than a foot long, but in the eyes of Zhuo Ming and others, it is like a cliff and a chasm, carrying endless pressure and death.
"The way to Huangquan is difficult and difficult."
"If you don't have any last words, I'll give you a ride."