The crane roared towards the black smoke billowing battlefield.
The golden dragon's body was covered in wounds, and it was dyed black when the blood flowed out. The broken body was a little inconvenient, but the snake's head was still ferocious, its fangs were sharp, and its saliva was dripping.
There are two horn-like protrusions on the top of the head, shining with silver light.
The seriously injured golden dragon still has the unparalleled domineering power of a heavyweight evolved beast.
Shen Cong quickly stepped on the accelerator of the crane, making it impossible to pull it out. Then he waited until the golden dragon was not far away, took out one, lit it, and placed it in the cab.
Step on it, push the door open, get out of the car, and let the crane continue to rush towards the golden dragon.
The appearance of the crane caused the golden dragon to immediately turn its head and aim at the crane. Xinzi hesitated and sent out a dangerous signal. Shen Cong stood up slowly without being noticed and pulled out the ape king's javelin hanging on his back.
Raise your arms high.
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The closed-circuit television system of the headquarters was full of pictures of Shen Cong and Huang Jinjiao. Zhao Weiliang, Zhu Li and others looked at the picture with serious expressions.
This is plan A.
Once Shen Cong fails, he must immediately change to plan b, where the evolution brigade comes out and take a lot of lives; or plan c, which is to disperse and retreat directly.
Hundreds of mutants from the Evolution Brigade gathered on a high platform on the edge.
Watching carefully how Shen Cong hunts the golden dragon, for them, getting close to an evolved beast of this level is basically the same as dying. The most critical factor is speed. Without Shen Cong's speed of dodging bullets, it is very difficult. It is impossible to escape the ferocious crushing force of the golden dragon.
Several high platforms inside the camp were crowded with ordinary survivors, all looking eagerly at the golden dragon in the distance. Their eyesight was not very good, and they could only see Shen Cong like a blurry dot.
Everyone's heart is extremely nervous.
Just like passers-by watching superheroes save the world in movies. They have never seen Shen Cong's face, they only know that his name is Hu Ge, that he is the evolutionary leader of the camp and the most powerful one among the evolvers.
Nanjing nuclear bomb.
Camp golden dragon.
In the face of a powerful disaster, perhaps everyone subconsciously hopes to give birth to a true evolutionary frontier and become a patron saint-like existence.
"Mom, will that big snake be killed?"
"Will do."
"Did Uncle Hu Ge beat him to death?"
"Yes."
"Uncle Hu Ge is so awesome."
The mother did not refute the little Loli's innocent childish words, because that was exactly what she expected. But her palms were sweating. There were more than 400 evolvers in the camp, not even the quasi-heavyweight violent great ape king. Dare to go up. What Shen Cong is facing now is a golden dragon that is more terrifying than the violent great ape king.
The golden dragon in the thick black smoke was still alive and well, even though it was attacked by seventeen bomb trucks.
It was so powerful that their hearts jumped into their throats.
"Can Hu Ge kill the golden dragon?" The staff at the headquarters were also worried. They knew better than ordinary people. The last seventeen bomb trucks can be said to be the last batch of ammunition inventory in the camp. , there really is none at all.
This is a last-ditch battle.
If you win, you still have a chance to breathe, but if you lose, you can only collapse.
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Shen Cong didn't know how much expectations he had, and even if he knew, he would probably be dismissive of them.
From the moment the bomb truck rushed towards the golden dragon, he entered a cold, calm state of intense concentration, planning how to hunt down the golden dragon while it was injured.
Hunting and killing the violent great ape king gave him endless self-confidence, but no matter how powerful the evolved beasts were, they would all fall to death under his own stick.
Shen Cong has longed for the golden dragon for a long time.
Zhang Tianshen originally wanted to slay the dragon, but now Shen Cong came to help him realize it.
The hand holding the Ape King's javelin did not move, Shen Cong said silently in his heart: "5, 4, 3, 2, 1... Boom (explosion)!"
Almost in seconds, the crane rushed towards Golden Dragon, and there was a loud explosion in the cab. All of Golden Dragon's attention was attracted by the explosion.
Shen Cong took action.
The Ape King's Javelin, injected with abundant activity, was like a bolt of lightning, drawing a beautiful arc and hitting the golden dragon's head. The Golden Jiao, whose attention was attracted by the explosion, did not react at all, and was directly penetrated by the lightning-like Ape King's Javelin. It entered one eye and was completely submerged in it.
Hiss!
Hiss!
The golden dragon can dodge artillery, but not this shot. It can block shell fragments, but it cannot block active bone metal weapons.
Shot in one shot.
It was more serious than all the previous attacks. The eyes and brain were closely connected. The golden dragon began to writhe on the ground in pain. Its huge body swept across the ground, as if it had been pushed by a bulldozer, and everything was flat.
The yellow dust completely covered up all the black smoke.
The crane was swept by the snake's tail and was torn apart on the spot. It was unknown what happened to Wang Yu's body inside. All this was not within the scope of Shen Cong's attention. He vaguely heard the cheers from the direction of the camp, but he also did not pay attention to it. The man jumped forward quickly and left the range of the golden dragon.
Although he has the ability to attack and even kill the golden dragon, if the golden dragon gives him a tail, he will be seriously injured even if he does not die.
With powerful strength and relatively fragile bodies, humans do have disadvantages compared to evolved beasts.
But wisdom can make up for everything.
Jumping out of the battle circle, Shen Cong immediately rushed towards the dusty place. He had a glass goggle and was not afraid of dust. The dust could just block the golden dragon's information collection and lose his perception of Shen Cong. But its huge body could not be covered. The nakedness was exposed in Shen Cong's eyes.
The second javelin of the Ape King is in his hand, ready to be thrown.
The opportunity flashed by.
However, Shen Cong quickly caught it and threw the javelin at a close range, with perfect accuracy. The ape king's javelin hit the golden dragon's other eye amid lightning and flint.
Although snakes do not rely on vision, these two shots were not just as simple as inserting eyes, but directly damaged the brain of the golden dragon.
It can be seen that during the struggle and writhing process, the golden dragon's body was twitching involuntarily. This was a reaction to the stimulation of the nerves.
Hiss!
The golden dragon suffered heavy losses one after another and could no longer show off his cruelty, so he turned around and planned to escape from the battlefield.
However, Shen Cong regarded the concept of "killing someone while he is sick" as a guideline. At that time, he ran and jumped on the golden dragon, and then crawled towards the snake's head.
Just when he was about to climb to the snake's head, the golden dragon suddenly turned over. After this roll, Shen Cong immediately clasped his hands into the snake's flesh and stayed close to the snake's body to avoid it. As he rolled, Shen Cong felt like he was being severely beaten. After pressing it for a while, the semi-activated armor was almost crushed, and several javelins on its back were broken directly.
Fortunately, I didn't have enough energy to roll the golden dragon, so I couldn't do it again.
Shen Cong, who was crushed by the snake, immediately jumped up, pulled out the Ape King sword from his waist that had not been crushed, aimed it at three inches of the golden dragon and stabbed it in hard.
Snakes have two fatal points, seven inches and three inches. Seven inches is the heart and three inches is the joint between the vertebrae. As long as you hit these two places, you can kill the snake at once.
However, the seven inches are difficult to find and must be found by experienced hands. At least Shen Cong did not find the seven inches of the golden dragon.
The next best thing is to hit three inches. Three inches is easy to find. The thinnest point where the neck and head connects is not far away. As long as the spine is broken here, all the nerves of the snake will be paralyzed, and the snake will be slaughtered. .
Shen Cong estimated the three inches of the golden dragon very early.
The Ape King's sword, injected with activity, easily broke through the skin and inserted smoothly into the golden dragon's spine. With a sudden force, there was a click, and the Ape King's sword forcefully broke the golden dragon's spine.
It was then.
The golden dragon twitched all over, stopped swimming instantly, and lay on the ground as if dead.
Blood from the broken vertebra splattered all over Shen Cong.
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A moment.
The yellow dust gradually dispersed, and everyone in the camp who was nervous and anxious watching the dragon slaying from a distance saw Shen Cong standing on the snake's head, harvesting the snake's horns.