Eight motorcycle riders were wiped out.

The other two vans were also buried in the explosion of air-to-ground missiles.

Looking at the smoke rising from a distance, the mist believer also lit a cigarette in his forbidden area, swallowing the clouds and spitting out the mist.

"The pursuers behind are dealt with now." The Misty Trust turned around, glanced at the truck that was gradually moving away and the phantom of the armed helicopter flying in the air, and vomited a mouthful of smoke. "It's probably time for me to go support, I hope they can stop that thing."

...

The ruins of Gear City have been weathered so that they cannot see what it originally looked like.

After experiencing the erosion of black fog, the baptism of artillery fire, and the destruction of desert wind and sand, this original home has lost its appearance as a home.

"Fifteenth, we will be able to return after the military conquest, and at the age of eighty, we will meet the villagers: Who is there at home? From a distance, it is the family of your family, with pine and cypress tombs. Rabbits enter from the dog's pen, and pheasants fly from the beams-"

Elise chanted on the towering walls of Gear City, but she stopped halfway through the poem.

"Really...what am I doing."

She patted her cheek.

"It's obviously time to fight every second, but I still miss the past here." Elise sighed, then jumped off the city wall.

The motorcycle turned into solo style and steadily caught her.

"I may not come back."

She rode on the solo wind and moon, looked back at the original scenery of her hometown in a little lonely way, and then she turned her eyes forward with a resolute roar.

...

Mingzhu Paixue is fully focused on driving the vehicle.

The armed helicopter happened to be outside her sight, so the only information she could obtain for the helicopter was the sound of its rotor.

"The sound of the rotor is getting closer and closer." Ming Zhubanxue's eyes were on the body of the tank truck a kilometer ahead. "The missile just now may not be aimed at us, but at the master."

Mingzhubanxue is actually not afraid that the helicopter will launch missiles again.

Although the sparrow is small and has all the internal organs, the car also has a simple anti-missile function. Although using anti-missile equipment at such a distance would be a very risky act, she had no choice.

Of course, simple air defense functions also exist - that is, the RPG that was just lifted up by Qiu Frost Moon.

But these are not important. As I said just now, Mingzhu Banxue is not afraid that the helicopter will launch missiles again.

Because what Mingzhubanxue is really afraid of is not missiles, but navigation cannons.

At such a distance, if the helicopter was equipped with a cannon and just chose to shoot at the truck, then they would definitely die.

Yes, there is no room for negotiation.

After all, that's a cannon.

And just at the moment when Ming Zhubanxue was worried, she heard the sound of beans bursting from the air like a pan of oil.

"It's over."

Cold sweat instantly dripped from my forehead into my heart.

...

The black shadow is located just above the autumn frost moon.

He squatted behind the bunker and looked at each other with the armed helicopter, as if he didn't know how to write the word "death".

After all, this was the first time he had seen an armed helicopter with his own eyes.

"Damn."

He couldn't help but exclaimed sincere surprise and admiration in his heart.

Then he carried the RPG he had put aside and pointed it at the approaching armed helicopter.

How can a person who has never had any experience in using weapons to use RPG to bomb a weapon helicopter?

I don’t know about the autumn frost moon.

But he had no choice.

So he aimed at the helicopter and pulled the trigger.

At the same time, gunfire emerged from the helicopter's artillery.

...

The collision between metal is like a March of pots and pans, ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding

And when this march sounded, sparks even fell from the windshield where the candle was accompanied by snow.

But Mingzhubanxue didn't know what happened.

She didn't understand why the truck was still fine even after being devastatingly shot by air cannons.

She could only hear countless symphony between iron coming from above.

The tanker truck is less than a kilometer away from the truck.

...

"Hu...huh,huh--"

Qiu Shuangyue was still carrying the RPG on her right shoulder, and his left hand was tightly pressed against the semicircular metal plate in front of her.

No, not right.

This is no longer a semicircular metal plate.

This is a twisted and huge steel dome.

At this moment, on the outside of the steel dome, it was already full of holes that had been baptized by the air cannon just now.

That's right, when the air cannon offensive just now, Qiu Shuangyue activated his origin and copying against the metal plate in front of her.

At that moment, he copied the metal plate at geometric magnification, expanding the originally shallow semicircular wall into a steel barrier with a thickness of several meters.

To be honest, when the bullets of the air cannons hit this steel barrier like a storm, Qiu Shuangyue's heartbeat was even trembling.

Because he didn't know if this wall that he built in the shortest time could survive this round of attack.

As for the trigger he pressed before - I'm sorry, because he lacked the knowledge of the opponent's weapons, he didn't even close the trigger's insurance, so he actually didn't successfully press it.

But this happened to save his life, or rather, it saved him and the car.

After all, if he successfully fired the rocket, there would probably be no time left for him to resist the series of artillery artillery.

He would be torn to pieces by the series of air cannon bullets the moment the rocket flew out.

"Ding ding ding ding ding ding dong dong dong dong dong dong--"

And just as he was breathing, the next wave of air cannon offensive once again baptized like a rain towards the steel barrier he created.

This time, even the truck was shaking for the attack of the air cannon.

"Damn it, fortunately it still hit the barrier. If it aims a little further down, the one driving should be hit into a sieve."

Although Qiu Shuangyue didn't understand why the helicopter's cannon attacked the target without choosing the cab, there was no doubt that he had now got a chance.

He must fire the RPG in his hand during the period between the cannon attacks.

So, when the rain-like baptism ended and the metal symphony retracted, Qiu Shuangyue immediately carried the RPG and exposed her head.

And then just like last time.

He aimed at the helicopter, turned off the insurance, and pulled the trigger.

"call out--!"
Chapter completed!