The Suzuki DL0 police motorcycle left a bright red trace on the road.
As the beast ran, it brought fiery gusts of wind behind it.
Excluding the tail, its body length is about 750 centimeters, and its head is like the front nose of an armored vehicle.
It rushed all the way through the checkpoints, completely ignoring the defensive firepower on both sides of the road, slightly covering its side face and eyes with its wings, breathing heavily and running forward.
When the blue lion is in motion, its limbs step forward and backward to scratch the road, and it maintains excellent balance with the cooperation of its wings. The heavy and weird rhythm, the light and fast flow, will make people mistakenly think of this exquisite physiological structure.
Not a beast, more like a piece of art.
When it involves the muscles of its limbs, it swings very slowly and elegantly, as if it is walking among the clouds. However, following the extremely long strides, it moves at an astonishing speed.
There was a flame on the speedometer of the checkpoint. Before it breathed its last breath, it was still working hard - this elegant lion had reached a speed of 140 kilometers per hour.
Two tracers, one red and one blue, crashed into the empty wilderness road, startling the sky full of bats and golden-rumped swallows.
The road lights flew by, illuminating Mr. Wen's calm face.
He frowned and glanced at the lion in the rearview mirror from time to time, observing the lion's running dynamics.
"No, it's not hot enough. This guy is very energetic, his face is rosy, and he doesn't look like he's going to burn out at all."
A communication signal came from the police motorcycle’s radio——
"——Is this Mr. Wenluo from No. 307, Happy Town, Digua Street, Station?"
"That's right, it's me." Mr. Wen picked up the walkie-talkie and said, "Do you know my name?"
"We have been looking for it for a long time. The intelligence agent from Guangling Zhixi followed your residence and found the cold storage owner who supplied you. He called you Wen Luo. You don't have a temporary residence permit and a pass. Have you even forgotten your name? Wen Luo.
Sir? I heard that you have lived here for sixteen years..."
The sound on the radio suddenly deformed - turned into a noisy vibrato under the strong magnetic environment.
The motorcycle suddenly flipped sideways, and a bright blue stream of molten light lit up in front of the road.
Just a hair's breadth away - and he'll turn into a puddle of scalding broth.
A few seconds passed, and the green lion woke up from the standing posture breathing out flames. An angry and depressed expression appeared on its face. Only by stopping running can it lock the high-speed moving target with its eyes. Unfortunately, the breath failed, which made it very depressed.
, had no choice but to give up and continue chasing.
It can feel that the fuel in the body is getting less and less, and the crazy hunger makes it timid and afraid to squander the energy in the body.
Or just forget it like this?
To find other goals?
It slowed down unconsciously, and the profound dark wilderness attracted it.
But--
——The fragrance wafting from this human being makes his index finger twitch.
If it can be swallowed, it will surely burn for a long time!
Wen Luo blew a loud whistle, twisted the accelerator, and snaked along the country road. The tires made a dark scorch mark and emitted pungent exhaust gas.
To the lion, it looks like there is an unscrupulous beast urinating to mark its territory and provoking!
It chased after him without thinking, continuing to chase the bright red taillight in the darkness.
The angry roars could be heard as far as Hot Spring Pass, fifteen kilometers away - at that place, the three friends had just left the last checkpoint, and the flaming footprints of the green lions were still left on the asphalt road.
Communication equipment returned to normal.
"Who are you? Why are you checking me? Because I did this, do you want to give me a good citizen award? I have received this award many times, but it is of no use."
"We are Guangling Zhixi, the station's special forces. We don't know you as well as the locals in Mimir Hot Spring. I want to say hello to you first and get acquainted with you. After all, we have to cooperate with each other later to deal with this beast."
Holy beast.”
"Hey, is he an expert from the station?"
"You are not an expert, Wen Luo. I heard from your good neighbor that you have lost your memory?"
"It's not really amnesia, it's just that I have lived here for sixteen years with a strange identity, and I already have a lot of wonderful memories."
"Where did you get your name?"
"I am a rare person picked up from the wild by my old landlord. My head seemed to have been severely traumatized. It took me a long, long time to learn to speak. Before that, my old landlord took a photo of me. It was me and 307
A group photo of the room number. When I met a stranger, I handed the photo out to make friends. The first thing they saw was the number 307 turned upside down, which looked like the word loe, so they kept calling me loe."
"Luo, what abilities do you have? We found out through closed-circuit television that you have soul power. Were you ever a VIP?"
"I don't know... When you asked these questions, didn't you think that I am a person with amnesia? It's similar to Captain America trying to stun a robot. It's a bit funny."
"Then...what's your record?"
"There are too many - I can't remember clearly. When I first moved into 307, this room was on the third floor, not on the first floor. Later, robbers who robbed the train came, and I smashed their rooms one by one.
Head, it’s a pity that my gun is not fast enough and hard enough, it only has six bullets, so I have to kill slowly - otherwise I should live on the third floor now, not on the first floor, there are too many mosquitoes on the first floor!"
"Didn't you go somewhere else? To the main station to take the test?"
"There's no need. I owe my old landlord a lot of money and I'm busy working! I just accepted a small commission from Bo to be a guide for two children, but the lion refused to let me guide him.
.I can’t guide you... Oops, wait a minute..."
The road ahead suddenly narrows.
Continuous steel bridges connect the layers of discontinuities on the wasteland.
These cracks are like the root system of the "World Tree", tearing open the wilderness, and below are fault cliffs hundreds of meters or even thousands of meters away.
Wen Luo had no time to be distracted and talked nonsense, and concentrated on riding the bike.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The steel frame bridge swayed gently under the strong winds of the plains, barely maintaining its own weight and preventing it from deforming and collapsing.
They were originally provided as convenient walking passages for expedition teams and were not accessible to vehicles.
Vehicles must go around the north and enter the city through the caves in the mining area.
Wenluo wanted to fight decisively here and use these natural dangers to deal with the beasts.
Amidst the roaring wind, a friendly voice sounded on the radio: "It's a very smart thing to do."
"It's a cool joke." Wen Luo took off his sunglasses and put away his wand. He braked suddenly and stopped on the east side of the cliff, looking at the break more than a hundred meters away on the west side.
The big green lion paced uneasily in front of the steel suspension bridge, seeming to be hesitating.
Mr. Wen took out all the spice bottles and poured them on the brim of his cowboy hat, transforming himself into a sexy and appetizing creature in the eyes of lions.
"Hey, hey, hey! Hey, hey, hey! No way! You won't just give up, will you?"
He pulled his eyelids, made faces, and shouted loudly.
"Come! Come on! Jump over! Are your wings just decorations? Do you still have the strength? Try to fly over! Big cat! Not afraid of difficulties!"
This trick works very well for lions.
The transformed beast made several large circles and suddenly ran towards the cliff.
There was no change in Mr. Wen's expression, only that calm smile.
"Okay...I was wrong. It does fly."
A heavy sound of flapping wings came from behind. The big lion took off silently when it took off. It floated for a distance in the air and landed lightly on a cliff further away, blocking the road ahead.
When the big lion landed, his face was full of astonishment. He didn't think he could jump so far. He almost slid down the narrow cliff and struggled to climb up to a small platform.
"Nice! Baby! The landing action is so beautiful! I give you full marks!" Wen Luo narrowed his eyes and raised his eyebrows, and turned into a praising expert: "It seems that you are just like me! You have even forgotten how capable you are!
"
Then he pulled the accelerator, turned around on the spot, and disappeared on the way back and forth.
As he ran away, he thought. As he watched, he said, "Do you think it can jump back? Friends on the radio?"
"I'm afraid not. In the footage from the helicopter, it ran for more than 70 meters before taking off, and it couldn't fly."
"Bingo!" Wen Luo was very happy: "It seems I can get off work. It can't fly, which is a good thing. It doesn't have the strong chest muscles of birds to affect the muscles on its back. The pair of wings can carry it gliding."
, but there is absolutely no way to take off on the spot...it..."
An anxious reminder came from the radio: "Be careful, it's coming towards you!"
Wen Luo turned around, put on his sunglasses and took a closer look at the bright light rising into the sky.
"Wow..."
A dazzling plasma beam lifted up the big lion, like the flames emitted by a rocket when it was launched in place.
The light and electromagnetic force on its body were weakening visibly to the naked eye, but none of this could stop its determination to hunt. It found the right angle and rushed into the air, flapped its wings, and glided and dived towards the target.
Wen Luo opened his mouth and described in surprise: "Where did it learn this trick? Elon Musk?"
Radio: "Run!"
Wen Luo: "Already running."
Radio: "Don't you feel nervous?"
Wen Luo: "I have seen bigger scenes."
Radio: "You make me look stupid..."
Wen Luo: "It doesn't matter, I won't tell your colleagues...only the two of us know about this."
Radio: "You're getting a little irritating... This is the public channel - hello! Liaison officer from Car 5! I hear your laugh!"
Liaison officer: "I'm sorry...car commander...I'll hang up first."
Wen Luo: "You are the one who makes people angry. You came up to greet my family first, but you refused to tell me your family name while checking my family tree. I don't know your name yet! Although the name is not very important... I am embarrassed to keep using it."
[Then who] or [you guy], [hey] will call you?"
Radio: "Cooperating with our work, we have a way to kill it."
"What should we do?" The temperature behind him was getting higher and higher, and Mr. Wen could feel that when the monster dived to the ground, the acceleration of its free fall was faster and stronger.
The Suzuki motorcycle roared miserably, and Mr. Wen turned the car around and rushed towards the rocks and moss in the wilderness.
The green lion jumped into the air, and the light in its eyes was gradually extinguished. It had already consumed too much fuel by spraying energy and launching itself like a rocket.
It's dying -
——It’s almost burning out.
But the beast is the most ferocious and dangerous before it dies.
Its belly was shriveled, and its whole body had lost a lot of weight. Instead, it ran faster and its limbs were more flexible. After landing, it only staggered a few steps and immediately pursued it into the wild.
It only has confidence and arrogance in its eyes, and this tundra is its absolute home field.
That kind of two-wheeled machine would hit a rock and be scrapped on the spot if it couldn't run a few hundred meters in the dark wilderness.
Radio: "Your car is falling apart."
Wen Luo: "That's right."
Radio: "I need you to turn to Route 303. There is a street light six hundred meters ahead of you. Did you see it?"
Wen Luo: "I saw it. I'm off-roading. As for whether I can reach the road you mentioned, it depends on whether the stone will give me face."
Radio: "You have pyroxene?"
Wen Luo: "There are a lot of rocks on the road, and my front tire burst. I guess I won't last long."
Radio: "What should we do?!"
Wen Luo: "I have my own ideas, what are you going to do?"
Radio: "Road 303 is very close to the railway. We brought a D-44 anti-tank gun. Its depression angle is not enough. We have to calculate the landing point and then give it a shot."
Wen Luo: "Understood, waiting for my good show."
There are still three hundred meters to go before the finish line——
——The front wheel of the Suzuki hit the big black rock, and Wenluo flew out.
When he landed, the dark arms inside his body appeared again, supporting his body to complete the roll, catching the scattered warning radios, and grabbing the battery back.
"I started running!"
Radio: "The way you said is to run over with your legs?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Wen Luo ran while looking back at the enemy: "What else? How about I discuss it with it? Riding it over? Whether it agrees or not is one thing.
...My ass definitely won’t agree.”
Radio: "Can you outrun it?! Helicopter! Protect him!"
Wen Luo smiled: "I definitely couldn't run away just now, but now...it finally looks like food."
On the dark tundra, the green lion could no longer breathe out a breath of fire. Its skin turned back to greenish-yellow, and its wounds showed charred pus and blood. Its right front leg was limping. It was broken when the rocket jumped and landed, but it could still survive.
He forced himself to run.
"Look at it, look at it, I can smell the fragrance." Wen Luo strode forward, "Only a little bit, but you can smell its fragrance - it is panting, and its temperature is dropping.
, I can feel it! Have you found the [Death Door]? Guangling Stop?!"
The giant lion wandered and staggered in the wilderness. Every time it was about to catch up with the hateful prey, the sudden sound of the minigun made it have to take a defensive posture and use its solid wings to protect its belly and head.
"Yes, yes...save your bullets and shoot slowly." Wen Luo was sprinting with all his strength. The distance of 300 meters was neither long nor short.
"But - don't cease fire."
The sound of the cannon stopped.
The giant lion jumped into the air fiercely. It was hard to imagine that it had such a strong jumping ability. It took off on the spot, relying only on its strong limbs, and jumped to an altitude of more than 60 meters, almost holding the helicopter in its talons.
The armed helicopter was hit hard by the sharp claws, leaving three bright red high-temperature claw marks on the landing gear and chassis.
Wen Luo was panting and told the radio station: "This is the beauty of nature. Did you take a photo just now? You must take one, right?"
Radio: "..."
Wenluo: "I'm disconnected?"
Radio: "No, I'm loading cannonballs. Just now the observer asked me who I wanted to hit. I thought about it for a long time and decided to hit this lion."
Wen Luo: "You don't want to target me, do you?"
Radio: "I did think about it, but gave up because you are definitely not afraid of shelling."
When the green lion landed, it brought up a raging strong wind, which blew Wen Luo's body off balance and almost fell down.
Seeing that the lion was about to pounce again - the helicopter in the sky was still adjusting its flight attitude, and a harsh siren sounded from the radio.
That moment——
——The m9 spurts out fiery tongues of fire!
It shoots, shoots, shoots! It never stops!
Copper shells quickly jumped out of the steel bullet nest, followed by a dark phantom arm, quickly stuffing new bullets into it.
The hot barrel deformed and twisted rapidly, and the continuous high-speed shooting caused many bullets to misfire and explode just as they entered the muzzle.
The dense rain of bullets hit the lion's forehead and eyes like vicious golden needles.
No matter how much it thought, it never expected that this human being would have such continuous and intensive firepower. The fire in his eyes was completely extinguished by the rain of bullets, and he could no longer see anything. He became blind and rolled on the ground in pain!
"If I had learned this trick earlier, I wouldn't have lived on the first floor. There was a girl in 308 with a very nice butt. After the robbery, she moved away." Wen Luo covered his forehead and threw away the transformation in his hand.
The scrapped M9 was steaming with high temperature, and a piece of flesh was torn off from the palm of my hand. It was already black and smelly.
Then he told the radio station: "You must at least compensate me for a motorcycle, medical expenses, and a new gun."
He continued to run wildly without slacking off - he knew that the lion behind him would never die that easily, and these bullets were just a painless addition to his head.
He clenched the last two weapons in his hands, the ut-1 and the wand, ready to turn back and face the enemy at any time.
The giant lion's nose was twitching, it was wailing shrilly, and its fangs were exposed in a hunting posture.
It smells the strong fragrance in the air——
——There is only one thought in my mind, eat this prey and let the fire burn again. As long as I eat this prey, everything will be fine.
The last 100 meters is the shortest and longest section of the road.
Jumps one after another, gunshots as the giant thing lands.
It's like two monsters fighting for their lives in the dark night.
...
...
A tattered leather boot stepped on Highway 303.
The streetlight illuminated Wen Luo's blood-stained face.
There was a huge laceration on his body, and he was injured after running and jumping dozens of times to dodge shots.
The leather jacket and vest were torn open from the right shoulder to the abdomen. Part of the kidney was ruptured, and the high temperature of the toes and claws burned a dark scar from the wound.
"Fortunately, you are a fire-type Pokemon, otherwise my bleeding volume would definitely be more than this." He cursed, squatting on the curb, looking at the giant beast that fell to the ground in the dark wilderness.
: "Don't fucking pretend to be dead...I haven't even used this trick, why did you use it first?"
The radio has been scrapped in the violent exercise, and ut-1 has not survived. It has long been turned into a ball of polymer waste. The wand was broken into two parts, and the cut was smooth and flat.
"Come to me! Come to me!" Wen Luo held up the two fragments of the wand in his left and right hands. The wand was still glowing to mark the railway train.
One and a half kilometers away, the railway staff at Guangling Station were turning the muzzle of the gun and making final calibration.
The barrel of the gun spewed out raging flames, and the 100mm-caliber shell turned into a soft iron mass, spinning and flying towards the distant target.
"boom--"
The entire train frame shook.
The observer shouted: "Hit target! Reload!"
...
...
The cannonball landed in the tundra, blasting the giant lion's body into two pieces. Mud and flesh flew away, turning into a dark red fountain.
Wen Luo covered his mouth, still just sitting and resting, trying to regain his strength, never letting go of his vigilance, his dark eyes seemed to have written "One more round".
"Listen! Listen! It's the sound of funeral cannons! How grand this scene is, and how handsome you are. If I still have the strength, I really want to have another duel with you."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Only half of the giant lion's body is left, and it is still crawling towards Wenluo. He takes his last breath and is about to crawl over!
"I'm joking! Don't take it seriously..." Wen Luo kicked his legs and stepped back with a playful smile.
The second bombardment has not yet come——
——The theoretical rate of fire of the D-44 is fifteen rounds per minute.
But this beast won't wait. It can't wait that long. I'm afraid it only has the last few dozen seconds left in its life.
The toe claws were waving randomly like a hacksaw, leaving white claw marks on the road.
The giant beast couldn't even roar with force, its flames had been completely extinguished, and the firewood on its body was gradually dimming, and it just wanted to eat new fuel!
At the critical moment, a strong man jumped into the air on a motorcycle approaching from afar, holding Mingde's remains in his arms, and suddenly pounced down like a meteor falling to the ground.
Ah Xing strained his body in mid-air, raised Bo's fingernail high, collided hard with the lion's head, and pierced the giant lion's forehead, like a huge bone nail, like a hot knife driven into butter.
It went smoothly and pierced its head!
Five seconds passed, and the lion made no further movements.
There was not even a tremor in the muscles, and any vitality was extinct.
There is no doubt that it is dead.
at this time--
——The belated roar of artillery shells, like a salute to celebrate the triumphal return of heroes, blasted a new mud puddle on the lower body of the giant lion in the distance, and it was barely audible.
Wen Luo held it in for a long time, thinking about what to say for a long time, and finally said: "You are stealing someone's head."
Ah Xing's face was covered in blood, and there was a lot of brain matter hanging in his hair. He shrugged with an innocent and meaningless expression: "Mr. Wen, you rushed out without saying a word. We finally caught up, so we have to do something!"
Jiang Xueming threw away a panacea injection——
——Wen Luo received it steadily and healed his injuries immediately.
Xueming immediately walked to the lion, pulled out Mingde's remains, and began to whip the corpse mercilessly.
Wen Luo looked at the little guy's fierce expression as he picked up the stick and beat the corpse, feeling a little guilty.
Then he asked Meteor: "Why is he so twisted?"
Meteor shook his head.
Only Xueming's roar of gritted teeth was heard.
"My stick!"
"My medicine!"
"I work!"
"It's all your fault!"
Meteor quickly went up to pull Brother Ming away.
"Forget it, brother...forget it..."
Xueming threw away Mingde's remains and couldn't hold it back, so he kept kicking the lion's head with his feet.
"Maybe it will be resurrected! Come and join us! Crush its brains into pieces!"
Meteor: "That makes sense!"
So Meteor and Xueming started punching and kicking the lion's head.
Jason looked at Mr. Wen with respect.
——These VIPs are all heroes...
"I...I'm sorry, I'm late, Mr. Wen..."
Wen Luo: "There is nothing to be sorry for. I have met a respectable opponent."
"Really..." Jason felt embarrassed and applauded the other party's strong will to fight: "Then...these two young men are still insulting the corpse...how rude!"
"If you don't feel like participating, just join them." Wen Luo waved his hand and looked impatient, and immediately joined Xueming and Meteor's corpse-beating movement.
You can hear the brothers roaring in anger.
"Enemy! Fuck!"
"Enemy! Fight!"
Jason's forehead was sweating and he didn't know what to do.
He thought for a long time, then stepped forward and pulled Bu Liuxing, asking the burly Ah Xing to give up his position.