Each knife draws a beautiful and sharp arc. Gu Zhuo's vigorous skills among the monsters are reminiscent of the generals of Changbanpo who enter and exit seven times.
He didn't make any unnecessary movements, and each sword was swung to the position where it should be. Under the moonlight, the number of monsters rising like a tide was getting smaller and smaller at the moment, like a building that was about to collapse, and as if it was being burned by fire.
The forest has shown a tendency to collapse.
The scimitars on Gu Zhuo's armguards had been dyed pitch black, like two ink knives.
He was breathing heavily, his hands were slightly numb, and his body was soaked with sweat. But he still had a lot of physical strength, and the seemingly endless killings gave him a feeling of war madness.
However, no matter how powerful the king is, no matter how arrogant the warrior is, there will be times when he fails.
The mini machine gun on Gu Zhuo's shoulder had already fired all the bullets, leaving only empty shells on the ground. While he was fighting fiercely with several monsters that rushed forward, a flaw was accidentally exposed in his back, and a monster shot towards him.
His shoulders pressed up.
The monster pressed down heavily on Gu Zhuo and opened its mouth to bite the machine gun on his shoulder. Although it did not cause any damage to the machine gun, it still shocked Gu Zhuo. He raised his hand and stabbed the monster behind him in the mouth.
One knife.
It was also when he raised his hand that a monster rushed up from his side, knocking Gu Zhuo to the ground from his shoulder.
Falling down this time is a fatal danger.
As soon as Gu Zhuo kicked the monster away from him, the other monsters found the right moment and pressed on him, like stacks of arhats, and pounced on Gu Zhuo.
Gu Zhuo knew that once this domino effect took hold, it would trigger a series of consequences. He would soon be crushed by monsters, and he could only hope that the war machine would be strong enough to survive until daylight.
He raised his eyes and saw that the helicopter had taken off. For some reason, although his heart was still filled with heavy despair, he breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously:
At least Chaoyang and Sam are safe.
"Bang bang bang!"
Chaoying, who was sitting on the helicopter, looked down and saw this scene, and kept banging the window of the helicopter. She had fallen into a desperate mood, and now she just wanted to stand beside Gu Zhuo, even if she died with him.
It is an ending hundreds of times better than now.
Sam also roared crazily, bared his teeth, and kept hitting the helicopter glass, trying to use his body to break open the helicopter window.
"Step aside!"
Jia Sheng yelled. Then, with a livid face, he pushed Chao Ying and Sam away, with a spray gun in his hand.
He loaded the bullets for the spray gun, stood in the cabin, and faced the glass with a sudden burst. The bullets hit the glass and made a dull sound.
All the bullets of the spray gun were used up, and the glass in the cabin only cracked a few slight cracks.
"Damn it, if you come back again, as long as you can break it, no matter how much it costs, even if I die today, I will die with Gu Zhuo!"
Jia Sheng roared and continued to reload the spray gun.
Seeing this, Chaoying also took out a rifle from his gun bag, imitating Jia Sheng's actions, and was about to attack the glass that had already cracked several cracks, when suddenly, the helicopter changed its flight motion.
The helicopter was originally flying higher and higher and farther and farther away from Gu Zhuo's direction, but now it suddenly changed its direction and pointed its nose at the place where Gu Zhuo was.
It swooped down where the monsters gathered, like an eagle hunting its prey.
Then, there was only a "click-click" sound of gunfire, and the bullets from the two Gatlings were all poured towards the monster that wanted to get close to Gu Zhuo. In this way, Gu Zhuo was given some time to breathe.
Gu Zhuo originally felt that he might fall here today. After he heard a burst of gunfire, he realized that the number of monsters pressing on him had not increased. He gritted his teeth, not caring about so many anymore, and the pulse cannon in his hand gathered energy.
Shoot at a bunch of monsters on your body.
The power of the pulse cannon barely managed to blast away a few more monsters.
Seeing that the pressure on his body was a little less, Gu Zhuo used all his strength and shouted violently, like an overlord resisting a tripod, and pushed away all the monsters stacked on top of him.
He quickly stood up from the ground again.
In addition to the helicopter that suddenly changed its movements, Gu Zhuo discovered that another helicopter in the parking lot that had not been given any orders had also taken off at this moment.
Two helicopters surrounded Gu Zhuo and kept pouring bullets at the monsters next to Gu Zhuo, creating a zone of absolute safety for him.
Any monster that dares to step across this realm line will be met with death!
"How is this going?"
Gu Zhuo actually didn't understand why another helicopter flew without permission, and why the helicopter he asked the mechanic to control didn't complete it according to his original plan.
As if to satisfy Gu Zhuo's curiosity, the "mechanic" directly told Gu Zhuo the answer to the question through conscious contact.
Whether it is for mechanics or for the machines modified by Gu Zhuo, there is only one most important task that always ranks first:
That is to ensure Gu Zhuo's absolute safety at all costs.
For this task, Gu Zhuo originally kept the helicopter away from him, but when Gu Zhuo encountered danger, it chose to fly back to provide help to Gu Zhuo under the guidance of the mechanic, or some kind of strange autonomous consciousness.
.Another helicopter flew without authorization for the same reason.
Unexpectedly, the mechanic is not just a superpower in one's own body, it is like some kind of self-physiological defense mechanism that provides protection for living beings.
He looked up again and saw Jia Sheng and Chao Ying standing in the helicopter with two guns in their hands. They all looked at him with concern, as well as the silly dog who was still hitting the helicopter glass.
Gu Zhuo realized that he was not fighting alone. Even if he was standing alone, there would always be someone behind him and something in front of him to protect him.
He was standing here alone, but there were thousands of troops behind him.
After sweeping away the gloomy mood just now, Gu Zhuo smiled and thought to himself:
"If that's the case, then let's just kill him!"
He waved the scimitar again. The two scimitars were still so sharp, the blades were like tiger's teeth, and they were invincible wherever they were swung.
Under the cover of two helicopters, he once again entered the group of monsters.
The two armed helicopters cooperated with him tacitly, like his right-hand man. While frantically sweeping away, Gu Zhuo took care of the remaining monsters.
This time, it was just a simple massacre of ants by the king.
[Author's digression]: The author has his birthday today, and will go out for dinner with friends soon, so I may update very late in the evening. I'm sorry, and please be considerate of me. If I don't update today, I will update tomorrow.