"Instructor," his eyes were blurred with tears, and Ling Yun's heart was bleeding. The last thing he wanted to see was that his brother died in front of his eyes, but he was powerless. He had no choice but to endure it for the sake of the magazine and the mission.
Rui En had already fallen unconscious. Ling Yun grabbed him, carried him on his shoulders, and jumped off the train.
There was gradually no sound in the control room, and the God King had already fallen into a pool of blood.
I rushed out of the train station in one breath, and there was still a scuffle outside.
There were explosions one after another, houses were burning with fire, armored vehicles and tanks were lying on the side of the road, billowing thick smoke, the smell of blood and war was mixed together, floating in the air, and there was ruins everywhere in front of us.
Several enemies held heavy machine guns and fired wildly, and their feet were covered with a thick layer of bullet casings.
"Go away, the mud horse," Ling Yun rushed forward quickly, his eyes bloodshot, he picked up Desert Storm with one hand, and several guys with no eyes in front of him were instantly killed on the spot.
Running through the trenches, the train station door behind him burst open, bricks flying, and dust flying. Vlad rushed out of the smoke and dust, the Vulcan flashing light, and the surrounding enemies and friendly troops fell one after another under the cover of crazy bullets. On the ground.
"Ah ha, I didn't expect you to be alive," Ximen Chuipao and the others ran over.
"Where's the God King?" It's seven feet big.
Lu couldn't help but ask.
Ling Yun shook his head, with no expression on his face, as if he was a little numb, "Stop that bastard, I'll be right back," without stopping, he sprinted forward.
An armored vehicle was parked in the square not far away. Natasha waved her hand to Ling Yun, "There is a medical armored vehicle here. Send him here."
"Thank you. Please take him to a safe area." Looking at several seriously injured NPC soldiers in the car, Ling Yun threw Rui En into the car like a dead pig.
"Uh," Ryan woke up suddenly, held his head and looked around, then looked at Ling Yun, "Where is this place?"
"You are already safe," Ling Yun glared at him fiercely.
Ryan took out a delicate small box from his pocket, opened the lid, and threw a dark magazine to Ling Yun, "Thank you, this is the magazine you need, I hope it can be helpful to you,"
Boom, the ground trembled violently, Vlad fell from the sky, his mechanical legs were deeply sunk in the soil, and he was holding three corpses on the big sword in his right hand.
It's Ximen blowing bubbles, seven feet big.
Breasts, and Lina.
"Gaga, if you make me angry, you will all die,"
The harsh electronic synthesized sound rang in their ears, and everyone couldn't help but shiver.
Da da da.
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The machine gun started roaring, and everyone frantically pulled the trigger.
Bang, the three corpses were thrown to the ground. A strong wind hit. Vlad brought up a large ball of soil. His figure was several times faster than before. A cold light flashed, and the bodies of the six soldiers beside him fell from the sky on the spot. The middle section is divided into two parts.
Ling Yun did not dodge and walked straight towards the corpses of Ximen Chuipao and others. The muscles all over his body could not help but beat. The super violent skill in the skill bar shone with golden light, as if it was a fatal temptation.
You can't click on that skill, you can't click on that skill, you still have everyone, the King's Competition, and your dream. A voice in his heart shouted hysterically, and Ling Yun's body trembled even more.
The armored vehicle roared, rushed forward with all its strength, and fled.
At this time, Vlad has turned into a phantom, and his body shape has reached its extreme, even faster than a phantom and a runaway.
Poof, blood flowers bloomed all over the sky, and the long sword pierced Natasha's body, forcefully picking her up, "Hey, bastard, you hit me so hard, it will be your turn next," two blood-red streaks His eyes shot towards Ling Yun.
Vlad stretched out his head and took Natasha into his mouth. His eyeballs flashed with a coquettish red light. He accelerated, the air around him trembled violently, and he rushed towards Ling Yun.
With no expression on his face, Ling Yun looked at the three corpses on the ground silently, without turning around, avoiding, or speaking.
Poof,-1605.
The long sword pierced his shoulder. His health points were all the way to the end, with less than 800 points left. Natasha's body was thrown on the ground. The Gatling Vulcan machine gun was slowly placed on Ling Yun's head, and the barrel began to rotate slowly. .
"Go to hell," shouted Ling Yun. He turned around quickly, and the sword was broken by him. He raised his right foot with all his strength and hit his knee hard on his face.
Flames danced wildly, the barrel of the Vulcan machine gun pointed at the sky, countless rays of golden light rushed towards the sky like meteors, the street lamp above the head exploded, and shed a piece of crystal.
Holding the Desert Storm in hand, he turned on the grenade mode, and it exploded with strong winds. Ling Yun and Vlad were blown away by the explosion at the same time.
Boom, the second grenade exploded accurately on Vlad, and boom, the third grenade blew him away again.
Without taking the blood bottle, Ling Yun rushed forward, put one hand on the ground, and kicked Thomas around.
Bang bang bang, countless leg shadows kicked Vlad. Although it did not cause any substantial damage, they kicked him high into the air.
With his finger firmly on the trigger, the barrel of the gun rose, and Vlad's whole body was filled with sparks, click, click.
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The magazine was empty, Desert Storm threw it directly on the ground, and pulled out the violent firewood gun with his backhand. The sound of gunshots resounded throughout the entire town of Patia, and countless lead bullets directly blasted it away.
With a casual throw, Barrett pulled it out, and before it hit the ground, a bullet filled with all the anger of Ling Yun penetrated the steel body.
Boom, just as Vlad straightened up, another bullet knocked him to the ground.
Ling Yun walked towards Vlad slowly, while Barrett roared angrily and kept hitting him to the ground.
Bang, Ling Yun stepped on its head hard, and Barrett pressed into his nostrils, without any expression on his face, "You really deserve to die,"
Boom, half of Vlad's head was lifted open, and electric sparks sizzled.
"Get away," the Vulcan machine gun hit Ling Yun heavily and swung him out directly. Vlad staggered to his feet and stood up from the ground. With only half of his head left, he was not dead and still had health left. It's 80,000 points, and it's still recovering rapidly.
Ling Yun lay on the ground, lifted Barrett up, click, click, click.
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There were no bullets in the magazine, so I casually reached for the backpack.
At the same time, the barrel of the gun on Vlad's arm started to rotate again and hissed. As long as Ling Yun received another bullet, he would definitely die.
Click, the magazine was firmly pressed on the Barrett, and suddenly the whole gun trembled violently, and a beam of light shot straight into the sky. The sky instantly darkened, and the morning sun also lost its luster.
