The Game of Demon Hunter - v3 Chapter 1738

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What can a heavy fighter without weapons, ground guidance, and satellite positioning do?

Even the pilot of the second plane didn’t know it, but he abide by the final order and shut down all the detectors above the water level of the Howling Banshee.

However, the huge shadow constantly drawn on the ground still made the pilot of the second plane unable to restrain the cold war. He began to think that it was the shadow left by the clouds in the sky, but it was obvious that the clouds did not have the huge mouth that swallowed the mountains and rivers, and could not stretch back and forth His mouthparts have no wagging tail.

He could not tell from such a shadow that the one was cast by the shield-class frigate. Even if he was very lucky to distinguish the shadow of the frigate, the pilot of the second plane did not know how to shoot down the opponent.

In the current situation, even if he wanted to adjust his course, he couldn’t directly hit the opponent’s power cabin from the jet port.

The pilot of the second plane was patrolling at the cruising speed in the airspace where he was. He felt like a diver who encountered a school of whales in the deep sea. There were behemoths in the dark. Just splashing water waves could threaten his life.

He is not afraid of death, but he is afraid that his own death is worthless. It took more than 300 lives for those Marines to send them to the sky. Now Number One has already sacrificed. He can’t think of those people to die in vain, but reason tells He, he has no power to change anything.

In just a few seconds, the pilot of the second plane has spent as long as his life, and his previous ambitions are slowly extinguished in despair.

Suddenly, he found a silver flame on the ground far away. The flame penetrated the thick blood fog on the ground and ignited half of the highest peaks in the world. The flame gave the pilot a kind of appearance from the bottom of his heart. The warmth dispelled the coldness cast by various shadows above the head.

The pilot of the second plane knows where he has seen flames of this color. The purifying bullets they have previously issued will burn such flames when hit on the chaos demons. Many soldiers will leave themselves a bullet like that. Hanging around the neck as a talisman, the driver of the second plane is no exception.

He pulled the bullet from his neck and held it in his hand, muttering to himself: “No matter who you are, thank you for giving us the weapon that can cause harm to these monsters.”

Regarding Xu Yichen’s blood, although the Academy of Sciences has not disclosed the existence of Xu Yichen, many soldiers have seen the original plasma barrels shipped from the Academy of Sciences. The logistics department regularly soaks the bullets with runes in the plasma.

Many soldiers privately believe that there has been an individual who is completely immune to chaotic pollution among humans. This blood is drawn from his body. The Academy of Sciences has used some means to produce such blood on a large scale.

The pilot of the second plane never wanted to think about how bad the blood provider himself was inside the Academy of Sciences. Now that he saw the flames in the Himalayas, the pilot of the second plane suddenly had a strong impulse in his mind.

He may not be able to save the earth, nor can he change the world, but at least, before the world is completely destroyed, he has the opportunity to free that great man from pain.

“Sorry, we still failed to win with your blood. We failed you.” The pilot of the second plane kissed the bullet: “I pay tribute to you on behalf of human civilization. Now I will rescue you.”

The pilot of the second plane maneuvered his wailing banshee, and suddenly began to dive, rushing towards the place where the flames were the strongest.

He had to rely on his own nuclear power engine to paralyze the entire base, and in a way of dying together, free himself from the magical blood supplier tied to the operating table in his imagination.

At this time, no one can issue new orders to change his course.

The command network previously integrated by the great science officials has collapsed again with the fall of the great science museum itself. This time there is not even a new observation point to gather information to the deceased great science museum.

As if in the moment just now, the entire academy of sciences had been removed from human civilization, and there was only a radio silence of Salsa on each channel.

Further north, the situation in the Mao Federation is equally bad.

Vladimir should have died on the defense line of the high tower. He swore to Xu Yichen that unless the enemy would step on his corpse to advance, otherwise nothing could cross the defense line of his hand, and he did.

Fifty thousand demonized Mao Federation players all died in their defenses. Ninety percent of their deaths were reported to players in the real world, but Vladimir escaped.

When he was kicked out of the game and awakened from his large life-saving capsule, several chaotic cubs were eating in the life-saving capsule next to him. Vladimir knew that he knew the corpse in the life-saving capsule. They were comrades-in-arms for many years. , And now the other party has less than half.

Vladimir used his fist to solve the chaos cubs who could not get on the table, and then killed a few bloodletters who wanted to sneak attack him in the blood fog, and took a few comrades who also survived, crawling from the underground base. come out.

Their initial plan was to find a tower to see if they could break through the blockade of blood fog and contact other bases.

They lost most of their manpower on the road~www.mtlnovel.com~Finally, Vladimir and another powerful demonized Maozi climbed up a signal tower used to communicate with the long-distance spacecraft.

They struggled to climb to the top of the tower that was several hundred meters high, and got out of the blood fog area as they wished, and they saw that it was indeed a giant chaotic creature in the sky.

Vladimir’s comrades cursed loudly towards the sky, and then neatly slid his large-caliber pistol into his mouth and pulled the trigger, so fast that Vladimir didn’t even have a chance to block it.

The headless corpse fell backwards and disappeared into the blood mist below, leaving only Vladimir above the tower.

At that moment, Vladimir even thought whether he was the only one in the world who was still fighting, but thinking about him was like thinking of Xu Yichen.

“Although I don’t know where you are or what you are doing, I know you are definitely not dead.” Vladimir sat down on the steel beam, took out a cigar soaked in blood, and pointed it with the devil’s tricks. The tip made a touch of flame and started to light the cigar.

But this flame, which was actually shaped by psychic energy, slowly extinguished in front of Vladimir, and no matter how hard he rubbed his fingers, it did not ignite again.

Vladimir began to curse furiously. For a Maozi, what could be worse than having experienced all this today? If anything, it must have started when he took out a broken empty vodka bottle from his arms.

However, a few seconds later, Vladimir suddenly froze in place, and then he began to rub his fingers violently, releasing all the psychic spells he had mastered, but all failed.

There was incredible ecstasy on Vladimir’s face. He shouted toward the south: “Is that you? Xu Yichen! Did you do it? Dawarisi, Ulla!”